Chapter 778: Mother and Son Meet

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Mu Qingge saw his desire to speak and stopped: "Do you want to go back?"

"Hmm!"

Rong Qingzhi bowed firmly, and looked at her deeply as he spoke, "I'll get ready and go back." ”

Mu Qingge lowered his eyes and was silent.

To be honest, Rong Qingzhi is a very good person, these times of getting along, it is false to say that there is no emotion, but this kind of relationship is only a brother and sister relationship, she sees him as a brother who is like Chizhi.

She understood that Rong Qingzhi actually had other ideas.

Although Rong Qingzhi's whole person is a little bohemian, he is very measured in his work, and he has always been very self-controlled, no matter what he says or does, he will never cross the thunder pool half a step, he is just good to her.

And this kind of good is principled and measured, not excessive, and it will not make people feel oppressed, and she can't feel the pressure from him.

His kindness to her is actually more like a kind of care in Mu Qingge's eyes, just like a brother takes care of his sister, so it will not make people feel disgusted or repulsed.

With such a person, Mu Qingge can't hate him.

Moreover, it would be much better to have one more person around to support you, especially during the period from Guyao Mountain to here, the detention trip was bumpy, if it was a person fleeing like this, it would definitely be several times more difficult.

During this time, she was grateful to have him by her side.

"Light song. ”

Rong Qingzhi called her name for the first time in so long, he looked at her and said seriously: "Shall I take you back to find your most important person?"

Mu Qingge's eyelids jumped, and he was about to speak, when Lu Yi ran in suddenly, shouting as he walked: "Little boy, the eighty-year-old father of Lord Song in the city suddenly fell to the ground, and suddenly convulsed, Lord Song sent someone over to ask you to hurry over!"

Mu Qingge stood up abruptly and said to Rong Qingzhi: "Let's talk about this next time, I'll go to the Song Mansion to see his father." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Rong Qingzhi to speak, he hurriedly ran out.

Rong Qingzhi looked at the door where her figure disappeared for a while, and he didn't know whether he was sad or happy, and in the end, he only turned into a shallow sigh.

The father of Lord Song's family has very high blood pressure, and his blood vessels are a little blocked, and he usually has a headache and convulsions that can kill an old man, and it is useless to find all the imperial doctors and doctors.

It wasn't until Lord Song heard that a little doctor came to the city, and he didn't get annoyed knowing that the little doctor had a lot of rules, so he personally brought his father to Mu Qingge, and after seeing it once or twice, the situation was much better.

However, in the end, when you are older, many times many diseases do not break out if they do not break out, and when they break out, they infiltrate people tightly.

This time, the old man had a cerebral hemorrhage.

If it was in the previous life, Mu Qingge could still treat him well and minimize the sequelae, however, she didn't have any tools in her hands, although she rescued people.

It's just that there is only half a life left.

The old man lay on the bed, barely able to move or speak.

Many old people have had such a disease, Lord Song has seen a lot of them when he lived to be fifty or sixty years old, and he knew that it would be good to be able to save him, and he thanked Mu Qingge a thousand times, and personally asked people to send Mu Qingge back.

On the way back, Mu Qingge was thoughtful all the way.

Rong Qingzhi said that he would take her back to find her most important person......

Why did Rong Qingzhi suddenly say that? In the past, he just said that he wanted to take her back to the apocalypse, could it be that Rong Qingzhi actually knew her for a long time, and ...... still knew her relatives?

Thinking of this, Mu Qingge suddenly shivered!

Her heart instantly became empty.

When she went back, she was almost embarrassed to enter the door, for fear that Rong Qingzhi would grab her and really take her back.

However, when she went back, she was relieved to hear Lu Yi say that Rong Qingzhi had already gone out.

In the next few days, Rong Qingzhi didn't mention anything about going back, and he seemed to be getting busier and busier, and Mu Qingge would take time to run over to see the old man's situation these days because of Lord Song's father.

Therefore, although the two live under the same roof, they hardly meet each other.

After a few days of treatment, the condition of the old father of Song has stabilized, and the sequelae have also weakened a lot, the old man can sit down, or stand up and walk a step or two, and sometimes even say a word or two.

At this point, Mu Qingge's treatment is over.

On this day, on the way back from Lord Song's mansion, she remembered that the oil paper she used to wrap the medicine bag was almost used up, and then she took the lead in getting down from the carriage and asked the people of the Song mansion to go back first.

The place where she got off the bus was the main street of the Imperial City, and from this street there was a side street on the other side.

There are many food shops on both sides of the side streets, but the most are grocery stores, and there are two or three shops such as oil paper on the side streets.

In addition, there are all kinds of knick-knacks to buy on the side streets, such as clay figurines, sugar melons, rock sugar gourds, pine nut candy, pastries, etc., so many adults bring their children here.

Dense crowds, more than half of which are small children.

Walking shoulder to shoulder on the side street, Mu Qingge bought two large stacks of oiled paper and carefully avoided them, afraid that she would accidentally bump into the child, but she had long eyes in front of her, but not long eyes behind her.

With a bang, a child bumped into her and snorted softly.

When she hurriedly turned around, she saw a child about five or six years old, dressed in a noble and soft brocade robe, rubbing his small forehead with his little face hanging down.

"Kid, are you alright?"

Mu Qingge hurriedly squatted down with the oil paper, and after a closer look, he found that this child was pink-carved and jade-carved, his eyes were black and bright, his long eyelashes were sparkling, and his lips were small and not dotted, and he was incredibly beautiful like a jade snow doll!

"Zhan'er doesn't hurt anymore. ”

The child rubbed his forehead and said softly.

"There's a lot of people here, don't run so fast. Seeing such a beautiful child, Mu Qingge's heart was crisp, and he reached out and gently touched the child's reddened forehead, blew it, and looked around: "Why are you the only one and no one to accompany you?"

"I came with my little uncle. ”

When the child spoke, he raised his head and froze when he saw Mu Qingge's face.

Mu Qingge didn't notice it, and asked him, "Where is your little uncle?" I'll take you ......."

"Mother!"

The child shouted for joy and threw himself into her arms with joy!

Mu Qingge was half-squatting, and he was so pounced that he almost fell to the ground, throwing the oil paper in his hand and supporting it on the ground with both hands to stabilize himself.

The child's soft hands firmly hugged her neck, and she was coquettish: "Mother, mother, it turns out that my father didn't lie to Zhan'er, he said that as long as I and my little uncle come to Jueyan, I can see my mother!"

Mu Qingge was almost stunned, came back to his senses and cleared his throat, "That, little friend, I'm a man, not your mother's concubine......"

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