Is there really a way?

Old Mo pondered for a while, got up and walked towards the room. After a while, the old man came out, holding paper and pen in his hand.

He didn't say anything, but just wrote something quietly.

No one spoke at this time, and I don’t know how long I had been waiting. The old man looked at the prescription and confirmed it. Then he got up and walked towards the two rows of medicine cabinets not far away.

There are many expensive medicinal materials stored here.

The elderly have nothing to do after retirement. Apart from growing vegetables and weeding, they just collect precious Chinese herbal medicines.

Over time, the old man collected a lot.

It’s also a blessing for the elderly to have this habit, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to find some precious medicinal materials I need today.

"Mom Chen, go and help."

When the old lady saw that Mr. Mo had a lot of things in her hand, she immediately ordered Mrs. Chen.

Mu Nianwan also signaled Ling Shu to step forward.

The old man was not polite, and handed the things in his hand to the two of them, and told him: "Don't mess it up."

"Yes, Mr. Mo."

"Okay, old man."

The two of them answered one after another.

After choosing this for a while, the old man took the two of them to the long table beside him and evenly divided them into several packages.

After everything was done, I said, "First take these pairs and go back to eat, and then come here every day to acupuncture."

Ling Shu was carrying a large bag of medicine, and the smell of medicine mixed came to her nose. She could feel the bitterness in it before drinking it.

Mu Nianwan said obediently: "Okay."

He looks quite pleasing to the point of being obedient and obedient.

Old Mo pinched his fingers and looked quietly for a while. His eyes gradually became fainter, and he said in a moment: "Okay, I won't keep you today. Go back and boil the medicine quickly."

The old lady nodded, "Then I will send you acupuncture every morning."

The old lady naturally trusts her old friends.

Mr. Mo nodded and said to Mu Nianwan for a moment: "Start acupuncture tomorrow. It is best to call your attending doctor, combine Chinese and Western medicine, so as not to make a mistake at that time."

"Old Mr. Mo, don't worry, we will take Mr. Lu together tomorrow." Ling Shu replied.

"Luffy White?"

When he heard Mr. Lu, the old man immediately guessed who it was.

"Yes, Mr. Mo."

The old man laughed, "Didn't that guy say he would never touch obstetrics and gynecology in his life?"

Luffy White is indeed talented in medical skills. The old man fell in love with him and wanted to accept him as his apprentice, but who knew that the brat was unwilling to do so and threatened that he would never encounter obstetrics and gynecology in his life.

Although the old man is a pity, he also knows that practicing medicine is the most difficult thing.

This is a matter of life.

After a few laughs and scolds, the matter passed.

Later, I heard that the boy had good grades in other aspects and was very pleased.

No matter which subject you are in, you will always save lives and heal the wounded.

"Okay, let's go, let's go, go back and stay up late to have a drink." Old Mo waved his hand and urged the few people to leave.

The old lady's wholeheartedness also fell on Mu Nianwan and did not bother with him.

A few people went out and drove away.

After treating everyone, Mr. Mo suddenly shouted: "Come in."

The door of the backyard that had been closed was slowly pushed open.

A figure walked in from outside.

A beam of light came from behind, as if he was coated with a halo.

"This girl is the one you asked me to treat, right?" Although Mr. Mo was asking, his tone was affirmative.

The man was wearing light gray casual clothes, sports shoes, and the white shoes were stained with a little dirt. He seemed to have been washed before his hands came in, and it was moist.

He went over and took a tissue to wipe it, and then looked at the old man, "Yes."

I couldn't hear too much emotion with a low voice.

"Drink tea?"

The old man soaked a pot again, and clicked on the opposite side.

The man went over and sat down opposite the old man, looking at the kettle that was gradually boiling, and a gentleman was always tense, "Old man, how many layers do you have to take action?"

The old man reached out to get the kettle, and took over a pair of big palms with distinct joints faster.

He took the teapot, got up and moved the teapot to his side, and started making tea.

The old man looked at him burning cups, throwing tea, and filling water. He was skillful and slow, and seemed to be extremely familiar.

Nowadays, not many young people like to drink tea, and even fewer people know the standard tea making process.

The old man's eyes were even more appreciative.

But he didn't show his face. Looking at the teacup he placed in front of him, the old man said again: "Why didn't you come out just now if you do good deeds without leaving your name?"

A man is not someone else, he is Ji Yichen.

He swayed the teacup, then sniffed it again, then took a sip.

"You haven't promised me yet." So, there is no question of doing good deeds without leaving a name.

"So this is blaming me for ruining you."

Ji Yichen shook his head, that's not what he meant.

I just felt that there was no need for her to know some things.

Regardless of whether Mr. Mo agreed to him or not, he never thought of letting Wanwan know what he did.

"This little girl is so outstanding? The boy of the Huo family used to be in the sky. You guys look good. You know you have no hope and are willing to spend so much effort to help her beg me, the old man."

When talking about Mu Nianwan, Ji Yichen's eyes softened unconsciously.

"Maybe she is not good enough in the eyes of some people, but in my eyes she is irreplaceable."

"But she is already married."

"I know." Ji Yichen met the old man's wise eyes and said frankly: "I don't want to destroy her marriage now, and I no longer want to destroy the relationship between them and their husbands."

Ji Yichen's eyes softened, with traces of ridicule and laughter. "It may be a bit pretentious. As long as Huo Jinshen can love her well, my love will not be a burden to her."

The old man raised his eyebrows and clicked on his empty teacup.

Ji Yichen immediately filled him with it.

The old man said, "So, do you know the little guy who is above the top of the Huo family?"

Ji Yichen nodded.

Even though Wanwan temporarily let go of those grudges, it is still difficult to hide the hint of hatred when mentioned.

The old man caught the flash of cruelty and his eyes sank slightly.

He did not ask about this, but said, "I can cure people, and you don't have to stay with me, take away the things."

Ji Yichen smiled faintly and shook his head, "Then I won't bother you. As for the things, please keep them. They were just for you, and it's useless for me to keep them."

Tens of millions of ancient inkstones are useless.

The old man didn't say anything anymore.

Ji Yichen stood up and left.

Before leaving the door, he said again: "I hope Mr. Mo will keep it confidential for me."

Old Mo nodded in his eyes.
Chapter completed!