Seeing the unsightly and delirious appearance of Village Chief Ge, Jiang Ke didn't feel any fear or pity. At most, he frowned in disgust.

Goblin guessed that he was a painter who was staying here, and was afraid that he would be frightened. His heart trembled and he said: "This brother..."

However, Jiang Ke ignored him and asked Mo Qing instead: "Who is he calling a god?"

Mo Qing raised his eyebrows: "Me."

Jiang Ke showed an expression of "As expected".

Mo Qing asked: "Where have you been?"

"The Bamboo Mountain behind." Jiang Ke never forgot his role-playing skills and added, "Draw the sunrise."

Goblin looked at the two of them strangely.

This must be the first time these two have met. Why are they talking in a weird atmosphere, as if they have known each other for a long time?

"What's going on?"

Along with a cough, a hoarse voice came from the stairs.

The three of them looked up and saw a man holding on to the railing, moving down from it step by step with frivolous steps.

He also wore a gauze hat and gloves. Under the loose clothes, his skinny figure could be seen.

His identity is easy to guess.

There are only three people in the family of Village Chief Ge. Apart from Chief Ge, they are his precious son and his wife. The one in front of him must be his son without a doubt.

His name is Ge Muguo.

"You are Lao Ge's son," Goblin didn't hide it. "As soon as your father saw my friend, he suddenly knelt down and shouted, 'God, spare my life.' We were still wondering what was going on.

ah?"

Ge Muguo came closer, raised his head when he heard the sound, and looked at Goblin, Jiang Ke, and Mo Qing carefully.

"Sorry." Ge Muguo's voice was hoarse and unpleasant.

He coughed again, walked towards Village Chief Ge, bent down and helped him up: "Dad, it's me."

"Mu Guo..." Hearing Ge Mu Guo's voice, Village Chief Ge seemed to have regained some of his sanity. He looked at Ge Mu Guo blankly with bloodshot eyes, and then said excitedly, "Mu Guo, I saw the gods. The gods.

Appeared!"

Ge Muguo asked: "Where are the gods?"

"There! Right there!" Village Chief Ge pointed at Mo Qing, "She! That's her!"

"She's human."

"She's not a human! She's a fairy! No..." Village Chief Ge shook his head, "No, she's the medical saint! Do you remember, it's the medical saint that Xia Yuliang talks about!"

Ge Muguo was startled when he heard "Xia Yuliang" and "Medical Saint".

After thinking about it, he said to Mo Qing and the others, "Would you mind staying away for a while? My dad may be a little irritated, and I have to persuade him."

After he said this, Mo Qing and the other two people could no longer watch the show here, so they exited the door and went to the courtyard outside to stay.

The sun is just right in the morning and the breeze is gentle.

Mo Qing put his hands in his pocket, looked at Jiang Ke sideways, and curled his lips: "You look very personal in your dressing."

Jiang Ke met her eyes.

The four eyes looked at each other with deep meaning.

However, Goblin, who did not understand the style, decided to make a comment: "You don't know this, artists are like this, what is this? Artistic style, right?"

Speaking of this, Goblin also asked Jiang Ke, as if asking for approval.

Jiang Ke pretended not to have heard anything and regarded Goblin as an invisible person. He asked Mo Qing, "Have you eaten?"

"not yet."

"I left a breakfast." Jiang Ke handed over a piece of chocolate and a pack of biscuits, "Just in time, I just lost my appetite."

"OK."

Mo Qing accepted it readily.

Goblin: "..."

Hold.

What kind of development is this?

Isn't it the first time that they met, and now they meet each other?!

Ancestor, don’t forget your identity and age. Hooking up with juniors will be morally condemned!

While Goblin was having a crazy barrage in his mind, the howling of Chief Ge in the room gradually became quieter. After a while, it was completely silent.

Soon, Ge Muguo walked to the door, looked at the sunshine outside, and looked away.

"You guys come in." Ge Muguo said to the three of them.

Through a layer of black gauze, Ge Muguo's expression could not be seen clearly, but Mo Qing could clearly feel that Ge Muguo's eyes had always been on him.

Knowing that they were sick and afraid of light, the three of them entered the house.

As soon as Goblin stepped through the door, he couldn't wait to ask: "What's going on?"

"Maybe he recognized the wrong person. Don't worry about it," Ge Muguo said.

His attitude was a bit cold.

Goblin thought: That's not necessarily the case. After all, the word "medical sage" can be linked to Mo Qing.

Without expressing his guess, Goblin stared at Ge Muguo and asked, "Xia Yuliang, is this your wife?"

After hesitating for a moment, Ge Muguo nodded: "Yes."

Goblin asked again: "Who is the medical saint your father is talking about?"

Ge Muguo said coldly: "What does it have to do with you?"

Last night, he heard from his father that three people came to the house, one was a painter, and the other two were Taoist priests.

But, the yellow-haired Taoist priest...can he be called a Taoist priest?

Charlatans also know how to dye their hair black and put on a Taoist robe. These two are really lawless. They dye their hair yellow and then come out to deceive.

"I can't say for sure." Goblin narrowed his eyes, "I'm good at subjugating demons and slaying demons. My friend——"

Turning slightly sideways, Goblin pointed at Mo Qing: "That's her, she's good at treating illnesses and saving people."

"Which university did you graduate from? Do you have a certificate?" Although Ge Muguo's voice was unpleasant, it was full of sarcasm.

Goblin coughed and said, "She is a Chinese medicine doctor."

Ge Muguo asked again: "Where did the master come from?"

"..."

This is hard to say for Goblin.

Mo Qing spoke at the right time: "Qihuang lineage."

Ge Muguo was stunned for a while when he heard the sound. He looked at Mo Qing through the black gauze for a long time and said, "The Qihuang lineage is hard to avoid. In recent years, there are not many real Qihuang doctors. There are charlatans everywhere."

Mo Qing's eyebrows moved slightly, a little surprised.

When he said "Qihuang lineage", Mo Qing never thought about it. Ge Muguo knew about "Qihuang lineage". After all, when Mrs. Mo and Mo Sui'an talked about it, they had never even heard of "Qihuang lineage".

When she makes random nonsense.

"You don't believe it." Mo Qing said slowly, "But since you know the Qihuang lineage, you must know that your symptoms are not a curse, but poisoning. I will give it a try and it will be up to you whether you believe it or not."

"you……"

Ge Muguo hesitated.

After a while, he compromised and said: "My wife Xia Yuliang is from the Miracle Doctor Village. The so-called medical saint is the belief of everyone in their village. As for why my father recognized you as the medical saint, I don't know."

"Your wife is from the Miracle Doctor Village?" Goblin asked in surprise.

"Yes." Ge Muguo nodded, "She is an orphan. She studied medicine in the Miracle Doctor Village since she was a child. There is only one high school nearby. She and I are classmates, and she wants to be a doctor..."

"However, it's not a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, but a surgeon."

"After she graduated, she became a doctor as she wished, and she still had a chance to get some kind of EMO rating. But she worked hard and earned little. She happened to be pregnant, so I asked her to resign and let her raise the baby in her hometown. My dad

Mom takes care of her."

"I didn't expect..." Ge Muguo took a breath, "Before she died, for a period of time, she often went to the mountains to collect herbs, and got some medicinal materials and came back to tinker with them. They said they were old prescriptions for recuperating the body, but they were actually poisons. She felt that our family,

Our village feels sorry for her and wants to drag us to die with her."

Goblin frowned: "Since you know better, why don't you see a doctor?!"

"Looking for a doctor?" Ge Muguo paused for a moment, then swayed, stepped forward, and suddenly lifted the gauze curtain, revealing a bloody and rotten face, "I am like this now, even if I look for a doctor, will it be useful?

!If we find a doctor, our whole village will become a laughing stock, our family will be the sinner of the whole village, and we won’t even be able to save our ancestral graves!”
To be continued...