After Ling Jiayu got off the train, several people who had been with him on the train also followed and had a showdown with him, "Young Master Ling, in fact, we are on the orders of Mu Ye to protect your safety. ”

Ling Jiayu: "Mu Ye, who is Mu Ye?" is it a very old person, otherwise how could he be called a grandfather?

Several people looked at each other, not knowing how to answer: "Mu Ye is Mu Ye!"

“...... Then you call him now, and if it's someone I don't know, then please don't follow me. Dad often reminded him that he should not take all the words of strangers and had to guard against them!

One of the leaders took out his mobile phone and dialed it out, "Master Mu, the young master of the Ling family said that he didn't know you, do you want to talk to him." ”

"What? That kid dares to say he doesn't know me? Does he want his ass to bloom? Is he by your side? Let him listen to the phone!"

Ling Jiayu took the phone and said with an indifferent face: "May I ask who you are?"

"Who do you say I am? Which master can arrange for someone to protect you for your safety?"

"Uncle Mu, it turns out that you are Uncle Mu, Uncle Mu, you are young, promising and handsome, how can they call you grandpa?" No wonder he doesn't have an older grandfather surnamed Mu in his memory.

Mu Haotian was stunned for a moment and then laughed: "Hahaha...... Count you kid who can talk, okay, better than your black-bellied daddy, I like it!"

"Thank you, Uncle Mu, for sending someone to protect me. ”

"No thanks, no thanks, let them follow you, if there is anything to settle them, you just have to do what you have to do. Mu Haotian was in a good mood because of his words.

"Okay, thank you, Uncle Mu, I'll hang up first in a hurry. ”

“...... Good. "Is this little kid in a hurry?

"Let's go. Ling Jiayu walked out with a few younger brothers quite imposingly.

Mo Zichen's assistant Zhang Yao was already waiting outside, and when he saw Ling Jiayu and his party coming out, he hurriedly greeted: "Here Jiayu." ”

"Uncle Zhang, are you here to pick me up?" Ling Jiayu knew him, because he often followed Mo Zichen's side, and they often met.

"Yes, are you tired?" Looking at the large army behind him, Zhang Yao wanted to laugh.

"Don't be tired!Is Mo'er still in the hospital?"

"Yes. Zhang Yao nodded.

"Then let's go straight to the hospital. ”

"Don't worry, Mr. Mo asked me to take you something to eat first. ”

"We ate on the train and went to the hospital!" Ling Jiayu said without thinking.

"Well, the car is across the road. "Fortunately, he drove an 'open-top' one, which was empty and crowded with people.

After raising their eyes, several people looked at each other, how could there be a car on the other side of the road? There was only a donkey, no, it was pulled by a flatbed cart, it couldn't be a horse-drawn carriage, right?

Sure enough, Zhang Yao took the lead in getting into the carriage, then stretched out his hand to Ling Jiayu and pulled him up forcefully, then looked at him and said: "There are many mountains here, and driving is not as fast as taking a carriage, don't you mind?"

"It's just a means of transportation, I don't care!" Ling Jiayu replied expressionlessly.

The people under the car were stunned, could Young Master Ling still sit in such a car? Approachable is too bottomless......

Zhang Yao nodded and looked at the people under the car: "Are you going back or getting in the car, if you are not used to it, you can follow the carriage." ”

Several people twitched the corners of their mouths, climbed up in a hurry, and said with a shy face: "Habit, get used to it!" Of course get used to it, even the little young master of the Ling family can sit, what else can they say? The key is much better than chasing the carriage!

"Then sit down, let's go. ”

"Okay...... Ahh

Zhang Yao's whip seemed to hit the horse's back inadvertently, and the horse galloped wildly, and everyone almost got out of the carriage with a burst of exclamation.

Gradually, everyone slowly got used to sighing: At this speed, I'm afraid I can't catch up with the car, right? Fortunately, they didn't run below, otherwise they wouldn't be able to keep up even if they broke their legs.

After a long time of bumping, just when everyone felt that their bodies were about to fall apart, Zhang Yao said "whoop", the horse's speed slowed down and then stopped, "It's here, get off!"

When you turn around, you see the town center hospital here, which is a small hospital, because it is also a half-slope of the mountain, so the traffic is very inconvenient, although the name of the hospital is very large, but the medical resources here are extremely scarce, compared to Kyoto, it is a world of difference.

"Mr. Mo's daughter is in this small hospital, can this also be called a hospital?" one of them asked a little incredulously.

"There's only one hospital in the whole town, and people here don't need it much. Zhang Yao glared at him and replied to him.

"Why? People eat whole grains, they are born, old, sick and die, and there are people who don't need hospitals?"

Ling Jiayu grabbed in front of Zhang Yao and spoke: "The air here is good and pollution-free, and the food is mainly home-grown vegetables on weekdays, and there are not many people who go out with carriages, most people do not have means of transportation, mainly walking, the amount of exercise is large, the lung capacity is large, the lung capacity is large, and the body is healthy." ”

A few people suddenly realized: "I see. "You know, even if there is a carriage outside, the amount of exercise is quite large, but just now there is no part of their body that is not sour!

In the hospital, Mo Zichen was about to give Mo'er medicine, "Come, it's time to take medicine." ”

"No, what kind of medicine are you so bitter?" Mo'er had to suspect that he was taking revenge on her, because she didn't want to go back with him. In the past, Gu's father fed her medicine sweet, and she was a little addicted to what she ate. Such a bitter medicine must have been modulated by him, deliberately, it must be deliberate!

"Good medicine is good for disease!"

"No! I want to be sweet!"

"Well, this is a pure wild Chinese medicine picked by Dad early in the morning, the effect is very good, don't gasp, just drink a few gulps." Mo Zichen coaxed.

Mo'er rolled her eyes: "How many gulps do you take and don't gasp for breath to show me?"

“...... Then what are you going to drink?" Mo Zichen had an urge to hit the wall, this was his child, this was clearly his ancestor.

"Don't drink anything...... Let's change it to a sweet one!"

"Western medicine has a lot of side effects, so I don't recommend you to use it. ”

"Then you can go back and rest, don't waste your time. ”

Mo Zichen resisted the urge to scold his mother, gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay, I have time and you rely on!"

"I'm sorry, I don't have time, Dad Gu said that everyone's time is precious, don't waste it!"

"You!" just wanted to break the gong, his mobile phone vibrated a little, and when he opened it, he saw that it was actually sent by Ling Feng: Has Jiayu passed?

Mo Zichen replied: I'll be there soon, the person I sent just called and said that he had received it, don't read it!

Then he looked up at his daughter and laughed triumphantly.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Drink the medicine and I'll take you to meet someone. ”

"I won't drink if you take me to see a fairy!" Mo'er replied to him domineeringly.

"Are you sure you don't see it?" Mo Zichen's threatening eyes flashed.

"Sure, yes, plus assurance. ”

"Okay, then I'll ask Uncle Zhang Yao to bring Ling Jiayu back!" Mo Zichen silently opened the mobile phone in his hand and counted silently: five, four, three......

"Wait, who are you going to meet?"

"You don't see the immortals, why are you still asking this?"

"Are you sure it's Ling Jiayu?"

"Of course, what your Uncle Zhang Yao personally picked up is still fake?" Mo Zichen casually touched the mobile phone screen in a daze.

"I'll drink, give it to me!" Mo'er immediately reached out and asked for the medicine.

"It's late, it's not as simple as drinking medicine now. ”

"What do you want?"

Mo Zichen thought for a moment and said expectantly: "En...... Listen to Daddy. ”

"Forget it, I'm gone. Mo'er said bitterly.

Mo Zichen was speechless, was this really his daughter, how did she feel like his enemy?

Forget it, I really owe her, "Drink the medicine." ”

"You promised to let me see Brother Jiayu?" asked Mo'er hurriedly.

"Yes. Mo Zichen turned out Zhang Yao's number with a calm face and dialed it out.

"Mr. Mo, we have arrived at the door. Zhang Yao said and pushed the door in.

Mo'er turned her head and saw Ling Jiayu, who was a little cold, she got up and pounced suddenly: "Brother Jiayu, you really didn't lie to me. Ling Jiayu said on the phone that he would come to her, and thought he was lying to her.

"I'm here, are you still burning?" Ling Jiayu said as he caught Mo'er, who almost fell to the ground because of excitement.

"If you don't burn, it's just that you're a little uncomfortable. But now it's not uncomfortable, and in the end, Mo'er didn't say it.

"I look, I've lost a lot of weight. Ling Jiayu helped her to the hospital bed.

"Really, is that still pretty?" asked Mo'er with wide-eyed eyes.

"Of course, Mo'er is the best-looking!"

"Ahem, ahem...... "When I don't exist?" Mo Zichen rolled his eyes and coughed twice to get their attention.

Sure enough, Ling Jiayu turned around and saw Mo Zichen hurriedly greeted: "Uncle Mo, are you also there?"

Mo Zichen...... Is he very casual? With such a big pestle here, he didn't even notice that his eyes were for decoration?

Seeing that Mo Zichen didn't agree, Mo'er twisted his eyebrows and looked at him: "Why are you still here?"

"You haven't drunk the medicine yet. ”

"Isn't it just a bowl of medicine?" said Mo'er, who picked up the bowl and drank it with a little hesitation.

The bowl was put down, and her whole face was crumpled into buns.

"Water. Ling Jiayu handed it over.

Mo'er gulped a few gulps before relieving herself, "Okay, can you go?"

Mo Zichen's face darkened, and he left in a huff.

When I went out, I happened to meet Wen Qing with milk, and ignored her.

"Hey, where are you going?" Wen Qing shook her head as she looked at Mo Zichen, whose face was about to fall to the ground, and understood, this was another affair with her daughter......