Chapter 012: Number 404 [04] Mysterious organization, tattoo designs
If only some gossip-loving students knew about Mo Qing's beating of Jiang Qiyi on the first day of school, then as soon as Song Yiyuan's letter of praise appeared, the whole school would know about it.
During the break, Mo Qing passed by the bulletin board, looked at the big poster, and stopped.
Her mood was indescribable.
"How was it? Are you satisfied?" Song Yiyuan came out of the principal's office after receiving his education. When he saw Mo Qing standing in front of the poster, he immediately came forward with a proud look on his face.
"..."
Mo Qing, who said it casually, felt that there was something wrong with his brain.
"If you have any suggestions, you can raise them and we can improve next time." Song Yiyuan was considerate and indulgent, "As long as you study hard, let alone letters of praise, I can set off firecrackers for you at the school gate every day."
"Okay." Mo Qing said, "Get the firecrackers ready."
Song Yiyuan pursed his lips, hating himself for saying more words.
He was heartbroken and struck while the iron was hot: "I have prepared a comprehensive and systematic review plan for you. Even if you have zero foundation, as long as you follow my plan, you can pass the second exam in one year..."
Mo Qing didn't listen to what he said. He noticed something out of the corner of his eye and turned his head to look.
"...What are you looking at?"
Noticing Mo Qing's gaze, Song Yiyuan interrupted his eloquent planning speech, looked up, and saw two people standing at the stairs.
It's Huos and Wen Yingxue.
Huo Si was not as stern as usual, with a calm demeanor, and his eyebrows were slightly lowered, as if he was begging Wen Yingxue for something. Although Wen Yingxue was smiling, the smile did not reach her eyes, showing a bit of arrogance and indifference.
"Wen Yingxue is one of yours too?" Mo Qing raised his eyebrows and asked calmly.
"No." Song Yiyuan regarded her as one of his own and did not hide it, "Huos should be looking for Wen Yingxue because of his sister."
"Um?"
"Huo Si has a half-sister. She used to study in the No. 1 High School Affiliated. When she was a freshman in high school, she crushed your younger brother Mo Sui'an everywhere, and she was in the limelight." Song Yiyuan sighed, "Excellent is really excellent, and pitiful is really pitiful.
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"How to say?"
"Before she finished her freshman year of high school, she had an accident and became a vegetative state." Song Yiyuan frowned, "Her mother has long since passed away, and she stayed with relatives. After the accident, the relatives refused to pay for the medical expenses, and the Huo family was in trouble.
Hoss happened to be transferred here at that time and took over the matter. He couldn't let his sister live in a hospital bed for the rest of her life, so he has been looking for someone to see her for the past two years."
"Is there any technology to treat people in a vegetative state now?"
"No, let's wait for a medical miracle." Song Yiyuan said, "However, Chinese medicine is not impossible, so Hoss now places his hope on Chinese medicine."
"oh."
Mo Qing, who is the most proficient in Chinese medicine, looked calm.
"Wen Yingxue comes from a family of medicine. She has shown extraordinary talent in both traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine, and is quite capable." Song Yiyuan commented lightly without giving too much praise, "It's understandable that Huo Si came to her.
"
That's it.
At the stairs, Huos and Wen Yingxue explained the reason.
Wen Yingxue smiled gently, but spoke inhumanely: "If I take action on everyone who comes to me for treatment, then I won't be a living Bodhisattva. Sir, you should find another expert."
She turned and left.
Hoss watched silently, his brows furrowed slightly, but he was not entangled.
Afterwards, he turned sideways, looked at Mo Qing and Song Yiyuan, and walked up.
"I'm leaving first." Mo Qing looked away and said.
"Remember to study hard." Song Yiyuan warned.
Mo Qing turned a deaf ear.
Song Yiyuan leaned on the railing of the corridor and watched Mo Qing go away. Then he glanced at Huos and asked with a smile: "You didn't tell her your identity as the second young master of the Huo family?"
Hoss was silent for two seconds and said, "I don't have this habit."
Song Yiyuan clicked his tongue and said disdainfully: "A mere C-level doctor was dragged to the sky. I don't think I -"
"You are arrogant than her." Hoss looked over coldly and interrupted his criticism.
"I have the capital." Song Yiyuan lowered his eyes, paused at his wrist for two seconds, curled his lips, and changed the subject, "Don't you want to see me for something?"
Huo Si came to the No. 1 Affiliated Middle School mainly to find Song Yiyuan to send tasks, and Wen Yingxue came second.
"Hmm." Huos took out a piece of paper and handed it to Song Yiyuan, "Look at this pattern."
Song Yiyuan took it and muttered: "It looks familiar..."
Hoss was suspicious: "Have you seen it before?"
Have you seen it?
Song Yiyuan glanced towards the end of the corridor unconsciously.
At the back door of the classroom, several boys ran out and passed by with a splash, causing a gust of wind.
Mo Qing passed them by, her hair was gently swept back, her clothes were swaying, and her slender waistline was outlined. The legs of her school uniform trousers were loose, and when they were swinging, a corner of her ankle pattern was vaguely exposed.
"I can't remember." Song Yiyuan held the drawing and looked at the pattern that looked like a scimitar, "What?"
"This is the symbol of an organization called the Changsheng Society, and its members all have this tattoo. We suspect that they are secretly planning some illegal activities and plan to investigate."
"How to check?"
"The base's collection manual records an item, number 404, which is a set of acupuncture needles, said to have been owned by a miracle doctor a hundred years ago." Hoss said, "Now this set of acupuncture needles has been re-released and will be auctioned at the Collins Hotel in the near future.
, the Immortal Society seems to want this set of acupuncture needles. You should keep an eye on the auction first."
"Okay." Song Yiyuan then thought about it, "Will the base reimburse the money spent in the auction?"
Hoss looked grim: "Try to spend the least amount of money to do the most things."
It was said so grandly that Song Yiyuan could hear three words: no reimbursement.
*
During lunch break, Mo Qing found the classroom of Class 3, Grade 3, and knocked on the back door.
There were not many people in the classroom, just a few people. When they heard the knock on the door, a few eyes glanced over.
A girl sitting in the back row recognized Mo Qing and asked curiously: "Are you looking for Mo Sui'an?"
Mo Qing replied: "Look for Min Chang."
The girl blinked in surprise and was speechless for a moment.
In the classroom, Mo Sui'an was sitting by the window, and several boys gathered around him. After hearing the movement at the back door, they all looked over and saw Mo Qing, smiling playfully and flirtatiously.
"Mo Tiancai, your sister is here to see Principal Min."
"From now on, I will be brother-in-law Min Chang."
"Your sister had a fight with your cousin yesterday, wasn't it because of Min Chang? They really made you look embarrassed."
…
The boys joked without restraint.
Mo Sui'an's eyes darkened, with an undercurrent surging. He glanced at those people coldly, and after they shut up, he stood up with a frozen face and walked straight to the back door.
When passing by Mo Qing, his eyes were full of disgust and his steps stopped.
"It's embarrassing." He lowered his voice and warned, "Don't come to Class Three from now on."
He paused for a few seconds, then walked past Mo Qing and left without looking back. He was so disgusted that if he stayed with Mo Qing for a while, he would be dirty.
