Chapter 210 The pharmacist [39], she understands his thoughts at a glance
While Jiang Ke was stunned, Mo Qing suddenly turned around.
Seeing Jiang Ke, Mo Qing raised his hand, wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, and said, "You came at the right time."
"how?"
Mo tilted his chin and pointed at the two cans of medicine: "Da Lang, drink the medicine."
"..."
Jiang Ke's emotions were gone.
She can really kill the fun.
Mo Qing reached out to grab the handle of the medicine jar, but as soon as her fingers touched it, she was burned by the temperature. She subconsciously retracted her fingers and hissed softly.
Not too hot.
However, Jiang Ke frowned, strode in, grabbed Mo Qing's wrist, pulled him under the faucet, and turned on the cold water.
He put Mo Qing's hand into the water and rinsed it: "The legendary medical sage can't even cook a medicine?"
"Who has nothing to do to make some medicine?"
Mo Qing was baffled.
What's more, what she is good at is treating diseases and saving people, not after-sales service.
It's not like she's an ancestor, why would she cook medicine for others?
After half a moment, Jiang Ke turned off the water and grabbed Mo Qing's burned fingers to check: "How do you feel?"
"It's okay."
Mo Qing freed his hand and shook the water on his hand, and ended up throwing Jiang Ke all over.
Jiang Ke stared at her silently.
So, Mo Qing raised his hand and shook it hard, throwing all the remaining water droplets on Jiang Ke's face.
Jiang Ke anticipated her move and wanted to avoid it, but he didn't have time.
"You are so mature." Jiang Ke said with a strange tone.
Mo Qing shrugged: "I read one of your popular contemporary science fiction novels."
"Which one?"
"It's not important." Mo Qing said, "In this novel, all hibernators do not count their age during hibernation. My situation is not far from hibernation."
"..."
Love is a different way to say you are young.
Facing Mo Qing and Schrödinger's age, Jiang Ke has gained a lot of experience.
When necessary, she can be twenty years old or one hundred and twenty years old. It depends on the situation.
The two of them suddenly smelled something.
They both looked at each other.
"It's going to burn." Mo Qing pushed Jiang Ke towards the stove and ordered, "Go and pour out the medicine."
Jiang Ke tilted his head at her: "Who are you commanding?"
Having said that, the action has already begun.
Mo Qing watched from the side and answered lazily: "Whoever commands is the one who commands."
After turning off the fire, Jiang Ke took out a bowl, wrapped the handle with a towel, and poured out the soup in a jar: "What is this?"
"I'm giving you a headache." Mo Qing explained, "The pills I gave you are to temporarily suppress your headache. They have no effect on your disease."
Jiang Ke was stunned for a moment: "Do you know what disease I have?"
"I don't know. Although I have indeed treated many difficult and complicated diseases, there are more than tens of millions of diseases that affect people. I have seen every disease everywhere." Mo Qing said very calmly.
Jiang Ke looked at the two medicine jars in front of him.
"You have to treat it if you haven't seen it before, and you have to treat it if you treat it blindly." Mo Qing leaned on the kitchen counter and said his own fallacy, "If you don't try, there will be no effect."
"..."
That’s it, isn’t it a quack?
Jiang Ke secretly cursed.
However, Mo Qing seemed to know what he was thinking and emphasized: "I said, I am not a quack."
Jiang Ke glanced at her and denied, "I didn't say that."
Mo Qing said firmly: "You said it in your heart."
"..."
"Don't worry, the medicine I prepared is not poisonous." Mo Qing said with relief, "There is no problem in alleviating your symptoms during the attack. As for the radical cure, the medicine prescription must be adjusted based on your usual symptoms."
Mo Qing never thought that he would be able to explain this to others now.
A hundred years ago, no matter what she did or said, she was authoritative, and no one dared to say "no".
However, although Jiang Ke didn't have a good word to say, he didn't resist the two bowls of medicine.
The dining table was filled with medicinal materials that Mo Qing brought back.
Jiang Ke cleared a small area and put down two medicine bowls.
Mo Qing walked slowly to the medicinal materials, not knowing what he was looking for.
Jiang Ke bent down and smelled the strong smell of medicine. He paused and asked, "Drink both bowls?"
"Um."
"Is there an order?"
"No." Mo Qing replied, "The medicine pot is too small, so I only made two bowls of it."
Jiang Ke thought of the two medicine jars with missing lids and frowned slightly: "They look like medicine jars from the last century. Where did you get them?"
"It's the medicine jars from the last century." Mo Qing finally found one of the bags, and while untying the knot, he continued, "Min Chang's grandfather is my nephew. These two medicine jars were collected by him and are the relics of his father.
.”
At this time, Jiang Ke had just taken a sip of the medicine, which made him frown slightly.
Hearing Mo Qing's words, he reacted for several seconds: "Don't you have no relatives?"
"His father is my godbrother."
"oh."
Jiang Ke thought of the young man named Min Chang and thought that he should call Mo Qing "Grandma Aunt", and he felt much better.
He lowered his head and looked at the dark soup in the bowl, and then looked at Mo Qing, who was still sweating.
He calmed down, raised the bowl, and drank the soup in one gulp.
Bowl after bowl.
Not a drop is left.
Mo Qing turned around and was a little surprised to see him drinking so happily: "Is it bitter?"
"……good."
What Jiang Ke said was a bit contrary to his will.
It tastes awful.
His resistance to Chinese medicine may have something to do with it.
"You are much better than Jiang Yan in this aspect." Mo Qing curled his lips and threw a small jar over, "This is candied fruit. He used to have to take a little to drink medicine, so I bought some."
It's Jiang Yan again.
Jiang Ke caught the candied fruit, but his expression was dark.
"Don't get me wrong," Mo Qing said, "I'm not in the habit of taking care of him. He was just like this when he was young. I prepared these because I didn't know if you could drink them."
"..."
Jiang Ke's eyebrows moved slightly and his expression softened a lot.
He suddenly felt that Mo Qing might really be able to read minds.
