"Exactly." General Jing nodded in response.

The young man got up and saluted to General Jing: "The general's life-saving grace, Mo Zikuang is unforgettable." ”

"Little brother, grandpa doesn't like this!" Qing Chu tugged at the sleeve of General Jing's coat, "Grandpa, did you say that?" ”

"Not bad." Old General Jing nodded, "Young Master Mo, you don't have to be polite. Your surname is Mo? I just don't know what the relationship between Mo Renyuan and you is? ”

There was already a hint of eagerness in General Jing's tone.

"It's under Grandpa." Mo Zikuang said, "I heard my grandfather mention the deeds of General Jing's family before, and it is the same way, Zikuang can recognize the general so easily today." ”

"The general or something is a thing of the past." Old General Jing sighed, pulled Qing Chu with one hand and Mo Zikuang with the other to sit down at the table, "Now that the old man has also resigned and is ready to return to his hometown, Zikuang, if you don't dislike it, just call the old man Grandpa Jing." After all, the old man and the person are also old friends. ”

"Grandpa Jing." Mo Zikuang is as good as a stream.

Qing Chu smiled and said, "Chu Chu likes the little brother to call grandpa like this!" ”

"Since my sister likes it, can Zi Kuang shout a few more times?" Mo Zikuang is like coaxing a child. His eyes were extremely clear, and he couldn't see the pity and pity in his eyes in the eyes of ordinary people, which made Qing Chu's good impression of him a little more.

"Okay!"

"Grandpa Jing."

"Sounds good!" Haruchu clapped her hands and laughed.

General Jing Lao looked at the two of them, and a fox-like smile slipped across his face, although it was fleeting, it was still captured by Mo Zikuang.

"If Grandpa Jing has something to say to Zikuang, he might as well say it bluntly."

"Then the old man will say it directly." General Jing nodded, "I don't know how far away he is now......"

"Grandpa passed away a few months ago." A trace of hatred and helplessness flashed in Mo Zikuang's eyes.

"What? He's dead? General Jing's expression changed and became extremely complicated, not only the helplessness of his friend who he hadn't seen for many years had passed away like this, but also the sadness that he had finally thought that it was possible for someone to cure Qingchu's dementia but this person had already left the world.

"Ugh." In the end, General Jing's thousands of emotions were just turned into a long sigh.

"If Grandpa Jing is worried about his junior sister's illness, although Zikuang is not proficient in learning. But I also dared to try to heal my first sister. ”

"Really?" General Jing couldn't help but get excited. He pressed Mo Zikuang's shoulder and looked him straight in the eyes.

"Seriously!"

"Grandpa! You've made your little brother hurt! Qingchu's naïve words pulled General Jing's sanity back a few points.

"Then please Zikuang!" General Jing took a few deep breaths, and then asked, "Zikuang." How the hell did your grandfather die? Also, what happened? You're going to be hurt on top of the official road? ”

Mo Zikuang smiled helplessly: "It's a long story. Back then, my grandfather traveled the rivers and lakes, constantly pursuing the limit of medical skills. Later, he finally got married and had children, and gave birth to my father. However, my father's personality is very different from my grandfather's. If my grandfather's life was more obsessed with medical skills, then my father was obsessed with being a prodigal son, and although he was forced by his grandparents to get married and have children, after my mother gave birth to me, he continued to provoke women outside. ”

"Finally, he inadvertently provoked the daughter of the master of the Star Gate, and had an affair with her overnight, giving me an extra brother. The daughter of the master of the Star Gate has been chasing my father for more than ten years, and finally couldn't help but kill me with someone not long ago. Eventually, my mother committed suicide. Grandparents were also killed by the people of Stargate. I was the only one who escaped. ”

"I want revenge." Hatred appeared on Mo Zikuang's face, and then it disappeared, replaced by full helplessness, "It's just that my enemy is the relative of my half-brother, and he can be regarded as my relative, and besides, my grandfather also told me before he died that I must not take revenge." ”

"Little brother, will you live with Chu Chu and Grandpa in the future?" Although Qing Chu looked ignorant, he just had a heartfelt worry on his face.

"Grandpa Jing, I ......" Mo Zikuang did not answer Qingchu. Just asked General Jing's opinion.

"If Zikuang doesn't mind, you might as well go back to your hometown with the old man, how about it?"

"Then disturb Grandpa Jing." Mo Zikuang got up and was about to salute. was stopped by General Jinglao.

"Since you have called the old man Grandpa Jing, don't be so outside in the future, just treat the old man as your own grandfather."

"Okay."

The next day, the group set off again. This time, nothing special happened on the road, and by the time he returned to General Jinglao's hometown, he was already greeted by local officials and people. A brand new general's palace has also been built. Not to mention that these are all prepared by order of the emperor. The Jing family's contribution to protecting the family and the country alone is worthy of being treated like this.

The return of General Jing Lao was really a big event, and the flowing water table was set up for several days.

Qingchu was also pampered. She was like a child, and she became the head of the local children. General Jing Lao was busy, so he was accompanied by Cuiliu and Mo Zikuang.

And when the excitement dissipated, Mo Zikuang finally officially wanted to treat Qingchu's dementia.

In this regard, Qingchu is extremely looking forward to it. After all, it's good to be a child, but it's not easy to pretend to be a child all the time, and she's almost lost it several times.

"Little brother, Chu Chu is not sick, but why do you want to see Chu Chu?" Looking at the silver needle on the side, Qing Chu shrank his shoulders in fear.

General Jing was about to say something, but was stopped by Mo Zikuang's eyes.

"At the beginning of the year, if the little brother wants to practice medical skills, can you help the little brother?"

"But......" Qing Chu looked at Mo Zikuang, and then at the long silver needle, and his little face was about to wrinkle.

"Sister Chuchu, don't you even want to help your little brother?" Mo Zikuang's voice was full of grievances.

"Okay!" Qing Chu rolled up his sleeves, with a righteous face, and muttered in his mouth, "If it weren't for the fact that you are my little brother, I wouldn't have helped you!" ”

"Then thank you so much Sister Chuchu!" Mo Zikuang was overjoyed, and secretly threw a look at General Jing Lao who had done everything.

General Jing smiled and left the room, leaving the space for Qing Chu and Mo Zikuang.

Mo Zikuang carefully checked the pulse for Qingchu, and his brows changed from stretching to wrinkling, and then stretched out again.

As long as acupuncture and moxibustion are combined with appropriate medication, it is not difficult for Qingchu's dementia to be cured.

"At the beginning of the year, lie down on the bed, and the little brother will give you an injection."

Qingchu obediently lay down on the bed, but when Mo Zikuang walked towards her with a silver needle, she hurriedly rolled up the quilt and wrapped herself.

"Little brother, it's good not to practice this, just practice the one just now!" (To be continued.) )