Chapter 20 The talkative quack!

"Master Cheng, what do you mean?"

Feng Cheng glanced at him and smiled meaningfully, like a blooming epiphyllum, "I don't need your treatment now."

Now, he only treats Zhou Mo!

Duan Jingci looked stunned, "No, Master Cheng, your body is not suitable for using spiritual arts now."

"Not me!"

While on the phone, I asked Lailai Fang's house to deal with what happened today and a complete blockade. The identity of Zhou Mo's Talisman Master must not be exposed.

"It's not you?" Duan Jingci was surprised, "Who is that?" Besides Feng Cheng, who else could unleash such a powerful spiritual technique here?

Could it be the old man of the Fang family?

The only person who responded to him was Feng Cheng's figure at the door, and Duan Jingci followed him.

Inside the house!

Zhou Mo took out the silver needle from the white bag. She bought it at the hospital. Under Fang Shiji's gaze, she quickly performed the nine retrograde needles.

Fang Shiji couldn't help but feel sad when he saw his grandfather's lips turning purple.

He should have discovered long ago that grandpa kept coughing. He thought it was a small cold.

Who would have thought that Fang Youkui kept feeding poison to his grandfather!

He even fed his grandfather with his own hands. Thinking of this, he felt full of guilt.

If anything happens to grandpa, he will not let Fang Youkui go.

Fang Shiji wiped away the tears on his face and choked with sobs, "Master Patriarch, is Grandpa okay?"

Zhou Mo put away the silver needle. The toxins had invaded his internal organs. Logically speaking, Fang Youdao would not survive today.

But fortunately, she gave her apprentice life-saving water all year round, so she could breathe a sigh of relief, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Coupled with his forced exercise, I am afraid that the time for the angry Dantian will not be long, unless there are spiritual herbs and eight tricks!

For a moment, Zhou Mo's expression changed unpredictably, and he thought his grandfather would not survive.

He knelt down and lay on his grandfather, crying loudly, "Grandpa, you don't want to die, the patriarch you have been talking about is back."

"Hurry up and take a look." Fang Shiji cried loudly, with runny nose.

Zhou Mo was immediately speechless. Xiao Fang’s grandson is so cute!

"Your grandfather..." Zhou Mo was about to explain, but the two people who came in behind him were shocked by Fang Shiji's cry.

Duan Jingci stepped forward, looked at Fang Youdao with his eyes closed on the bed, shook his head and said, "Master Fang, his lips are purple, and the poisonous energy attacks his heart.

I'm afraid I won't survive today, even if Wei Xingzhe uses nine retrograde needles to remove the toxins, it won't help."

At this time, Fang Shiji cried even harder, "Master Patriarch, is what Mr. Duan said true?

Wuwuwuwuwuwu~Grandpa...don't leave..."

Zhou Mo frowned, really wanting to slap him, and glanced at Duan Jingci with cold eyes. Hum, he dared to curse her disciple to death, and cursed, "You talkative quack!"

quack!

Duan Jingci's eyes were full of surprise, he was not convinced!

He is the youngest professor in China who combines Chinese and Western methods.

When it comes to medical skills, Wei Xingzhe still has to call him senior brother, but Wei Xingzhe really has to call him brother.

My cousin is also a brother!

"Classmate Zhou Mo, I am the youngest professor in the medical organization, and I am worthy of my name! I am not a quack!" Duan Jingci deliberately emphasized the word quackery to prove his innocence!

Zhou Mo tilted his head, raised his eyebrows, raised his lips, and said with a look of shame, "When did the standard of medical organizations get so low? Can anyone be chosen as a professor?"

Duan Jingci choked at Zhou Mo's words. He just thought she was young and didn't understand. He wasn't angry. He wasn't angry!

Duan Jingci looked like Feng Cheng looking for help, but Feng Cheng ignored him.

She didn't even look at him, but her beautiful peach blossom eyes kept looking at Zhou Mo affectionately!

He had no choice but to turn the conversation to Fang Shiji, who was crying uncontrollably, and comforted him, "Little Fang, listen to me and prepare for your grandfather's funeral."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Shiji's cry stopped. He stared and swallowed, still recovering from his sadness.

Then I heard Duan Jingcigui shouting, "It's a fake corpse...Old Master Fang...is alive..."

“It’s not medical!”

Fang Shiji hiccupped, then pursed his lips, "Wow... Grandpa, you are alive."

"Young Master Duan, what a quack!" He felt something was wrong, "If it's not right, he will talk nonsense!"

It's really blind to ask him to prepare for grandpa's funeral after just one look.

With my ancestor here, how could anything happen?

Seeing Fang Youdao wake up, Feng Cheng narrowed his eyes and said to Duan Jingci, who looked frightened, "Get out!"

"Okay!" Duan Jingci responded like a conditioned reflex, and whoosh, all the people were gone!

"Xiao Ji..." Fang Youdao opened his eyes, breathing weakly, and slowly grabbed his grandson's hand, not paying attention to the person beside him.

Seeing that Fang Shiji was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief and said earnestly, "Xiaoji, your brother is locked up in the basement. Go and release him quickly."

Fang Youdao's memory was still before he fainted. He thought that Fang Youkui had discovered his conscience and asked Fang Shiji to come in and take care of him.

"Grandpa, you said the eldest brother is in the basement?" Fang Shiji didn't expect it to be like this.

Fang Youdao coughed lightly and nodded slowly. Fang Shiji quickly picked up the quilt placed by his grandfather, folded it three times, and put it on his grandfather's back.

Fang Youdao leaned back, raised his eyes, widened his eyes, and stared at the girl standing beside him.

The girl was dressed in a medieval style, very much like his master who died young. Fang Youdao's panicked little hands had nowhere to rest, and he spoke with difficulty, "Little girl, are you a human?"

Although the idea is unrealistic in my heart, I still can't help but want to ask.

Zhou Mo, "..." How could he accept such a stupid apprentice in the first place?

Fang Shiji was speechless and wanted to say, "Grandpa, standing in front of you is your proud ancestor."

Why do you ask people if they are human right away?

Zhou Mo raised his eyebrows and stared at him with a pair of phoenix eyes, half-smiling but not smiling.

That look said, where did this fool come from? He couldn't pull it off.

"Xiao Fang, you don't think I am a human being as a teacher?" Her tone was gentle, as if she was coaxing the old man.

It's just that his careless expression showed a sense of arrogance, and his face was exactly the same as that of the master who died young.

Fang Youdao said with some excitement and tremblingly, "You... little girl, please don't bully me. I'm old and my eyesight is dim." He coughed loudly and gasped, and he was already bowing in his heart.

His master Zhou Yi is a unique talented girl in the world.

When she was still alive, I always heard her say, 'Xiao Fang, I actually died once. If I die again in the future, don't be too sad, I will still come back.'

That time Zhou Yi was seriously injured and he burst into tears. Fang Youdao knew that she was comforting him.

When the master really died, he was already hypnotizing himself, and the master would come back to life.

Zhou Mo was ashamed, wondering why Xiao Fang was still the same confused person as before, "I won't lie to you."

Zhou Mo originally didn't want to recognize Fang Youdao so quickly, but she couldn't guarantee what happened today and Feng Cheng would help her suppress it.

Even if you can, the enemy is in the dark and we are in the clear, and sometimes coincidences are difficult to explain clearly.

It's better to just comply with destiny and let nature take its course. After all, this is not the first time she has violated the laws of nature.

Although Fang Youdao was already looking forward to it in his heart, after getting the answer, he couldn't help crying with joy.

Fang Youdao looked at Zhou Mo with respect in his eyes. He moved his lips and couldn't say a word. Half a second later, his eyes turned red and he said, "Xiaoji, help grandpa up quickly."

Fang Shiji's eyes were also red, and he supported Fang Youdao and said, "Grandpa, please slow down."

Zhou Mo stood aside, glanced at the chair beside him, pulled it over, and sat down. She sat upright, as if she knew what Fang Youdao was going to do.

"Master, please bow to me. I made a mistake. You told me a long time ago not to believe Fang Youkui, but he still believed in his lies out of brotherly love.

After Fang Shiji helped his grandfather to kneel down and worship, he ran to pour tea. The grandfather must have drank it.

After pouring the tea, Fang Shiji took the teacup and brought it to Zhou Mo. He grinned and said with a hearty smile, "Master, please have some tea."

Fang Youdao glanced at his grandson and cursed, this kid is so good, he actually saw the ancestor before him.

Zhou Mo took the teacup and Fang Shiji looked at his grandfather with a proud expression.

With smiles on their faces, only the grandfather and grandson knew that a battle for favor between grandfather and grandson was about to begin.

Fang Shiji helped Fang Youdao up and lay down beside the bed. The old man kept coughing lightly, but he didn't dare to exert too much force.

Zhou Mo couldn't help but feel a little bitter in her heart, she comforted and said, "Xiao Fang, I will stabilize your condition as soon as possible, most in six months and as little as three months.

During this period, the master will not come to see you, so you can take good care of yourself."
To be continued...