When the little nurse heard the sudden voice, she instantly took a few steps back, lowered her head shyly, and didn't know if she was pretending or really being so shy, but through Yu Zhi's description, it should be pretending.

Wang Zhe turned his eyes to Mo Yan who was staring at him coldly at the staircase, and asked strangely, "Aren't you going to work today?" ”

"I won't see you when I go to work." Mo Yan stared at Wang Zhe coldly, his eyes full of anger: "Is it fun?" ”

"It's fun." Wang Zhe nodded and said with a smile: "What is the true face?" The little nurse doesn't have a boyfriend, and I don't have a girlfriend, so it's not too much to ask her out to play, right? ”

"You are ......" Mo Yan almost blurted out a sentence, but fortunately he held back, and almost popped out a sentence 'You are my fiancé'.

"What am I?" Wang Zhe was puzzled.

"You're a scoundrel." Mo Yan sighed: "Grandpa is waiting on it, go up by yourself." ”

Wang Zhe shrugged his shoulders and looked sideways at the little nurse who bowed his head: "After coming down in a while, I'll take you out to play, don't go." ”

Wang Zhe went upstairs, Mo Yan went downstairs, and the two passed by.

Mo Yan didn't have a little bit of a colorful face, strode out of this sanatorium, and slammed the door shut.

Entering Mo Lao's room, Mo Lao was already dressed up, waiting for Wang Zhe, I really wonder if Mo Lao is poor and crazy, or Mo Lao just likes this dress, simple Kyoto old cloth shoes, black pants of I don't know what material, and a basketball vest many years ago.

"What are you arguing about?" Mo Lao watched Wang Zhe enter the door, frowned and asked.

"It's not noisy, it's your granddaughter who ate something unclean in the morning and spit it out just now." Wang Zhe smiled, looked Mo Lao up and down, nodded and continued: "The recovery is good, fortunately Mo Lao, you have the strength to be in your body, otherwise you would have seen the boss of Hades a long time ago." ”

"Borrow your boy's crow's beak." Mo Lao seemed to be in a good mood, and quipped: "If you want me to die, there are probably not many people in this world." ”

Wang Zhe scoffed, he almost hung up last time, but now that he has recovered and started to talk big.

"You don't believe me?" Seeing Wang Zhe's dead virtue, Mo Lao said angrily: "Last time I was attacked by a sneak attack, alas, I was attacked by two juniors when I was old, shame." ”

"Two juniors?" Wang Zhe was stunned, the withered flower fingers and scattered flower palms are gradually getting better, is it a talent of the younger generation?

"Aren't they two juniors?" Mo Lao didn't seem to understand what Wang Zhe meant, and explained: "I'm only in my forties. ”

Wang Zhe was speechless, two middle-aged people, for Mo Lao, they are juniors, and in Wang Zhe's eyes, they are already the older generation.

"Let's go, Mo Lao."

Mo Lao was very bored and very idle, at this time he was still cleaning up the newspaper he had just read, and said while cleaning up: "Don't worry, let that old guy wait a little longer, just let me tell you about him, come, sit down." ”

Mo Lao pointed to a Taishi chair on the balcony for Wang Zhe to sit down, while he cleaned up the newspapers he had read on the round table beside him.

Wang Zhe had no choice but to do what Mo Lao wanted, half leaning on the Taishi chair, staring at Mo Lao's newspaper with a sideways face: "Mo Lao, is he the old man's junior brother or senior brother?" ”

"Senior brother, their master took in two apprentices." Mo Lao handed Wang Zhe a newspaper and continued: "One can write and the other can be martial. ”

Wang Zhe couldn't help but have black lines on his head, can he be civil and martial? Mentally retarded......

took the newspaper handed over by Mo Lao, threw it back on the table, and asked, "What's the situation?" ”

"Who knows, but your grandfather knows medical skills and martial arts, and he, a junior brother, can only heal, which may be related to "Yin and Yang Eleven Veins True Qi".

Mo Lao was bored, and handed Wang Zhe a newspaper that Wang Zhe had thrown on the table to Wang Zhe again.

Wang Zhe frowned and threw the newspaper back, and continued to ask, "What does it have to do with the Eleventh Vein True Qi?" ”

"Take it." Mo Lao was so angry that he threw the newspaper back and forth twice, and this time Mo Lao stuffed the newspaper into Wang Zhe's arms: "You still don't listen?" ”

"Listen, but why do you keep giving me newspapers? You clean up yourself, I won't help you. Wang Zhe shook his head shamelessly, without the appearance of respecting the old and loving the young.

"Who wants you to help me clean up, I'll show you the news." Mo Lao opened the newspaper with tears and laughs, and pointed to a piece of news for Wang Zhe to see.

"Military Secret Mission: Two Team Members Were Attacked While Performing Missions, and Have Not Yet Awakened"

The title is very eye-catching, the content is very good, it is said that two people were attacked by someone while they were on a secret mission, and the person who attacked them was only seen by the injured person, and now many aspects are waiting for the two people to wake up and say who the person who attacked them was.

"Not awake yet?" Wang Zhe crooked his mouth and smiled: "Fart, I know the severity of my attack." ”

Mo Lao smiled slightly: "Do you know what's the use?" But others don't know, now many people believe it is true, and when these two people 'wake up', it is your hand to report it, and then there will be human and physical evidence, you wait to be unlucky. ”

"Lin Ruixin did it?" Wang Zhe gritted his teeth and asked.

"It should be him, so far the senior leaders of the Lin family have not given any orders to deal with you, if the Lin family intervenes, you will not have such a good time." Mo Lao nodded, took back the newspaper, and spoke lightly, as if he didn't worry about Wang Zhe at all, or didn't care about Wang Zhe's life or death at all: "Think about how to deal with it." ”

"Well, I'll think about it, Lin Ruixin is digging his own grave." Wang Zhe snorted and looked at Mo Lao's calm gaze: "Mo Lao, you haven't said it yet, does their senior brother have anything to do with "Yin and Yang Eleven Veins"?" ”

Mo Lao put away a stack of newspapers and patted Wang Zhe on the shoulder: "Your grandfather is ruthless, he never spares his hand to the enemy, and he is like a brother to his own people, the biggest problem should be that he has no medical ethics, that is, he will not save him when he dies." That's why their master passed on the "Eleventh Vein True Qi" to your grandfather. The other can be said to be kind-hearted, and medical ethics are overflowing, and there are no patients in his eyes, even if he treats people for free, he must cure other people's diseases. ”

Wang Zhe seems to understand, the history of "The Eleventh Veins of Yin and Yang" Wang Zhe knows that 99% of people squeeze themselves dry because they save people, maybe because the dead old man didn't save him when he saw death, so the ancestor would pass on his true qi to him.

And the other one did not teach this true qi, mainly because he was afraid that he would let himself die in order to save people.

It's a little ironic to think about it, Wang Zhe shook his head helplessly and smiled: "Old Mo, presumably the ancestor is also a doctor who doesn't like to save people?" ”

"Quite the opposite." Mo Lao shook his head: "Actually, I don't know much about your ancestor, after all, I was only a few years old back then, and he was already in the ground, and there should be information about him, the archives of the first brigade should have it, you have a chance to check it." ”

"First Brigade?"

Mo Lao didn't want to say, and stood up straight: "After cleaning up, let's go, little monkey cub, you first remove the Lin family's trap on you this time, otherwise don't talk about your ancestor's file, it is estimated that even your life will not be guaranteed." ”

Wang Zhe smiled secretly in his heart, his life is not guaranteed? Maybe he was too confident, Wang Zhe didn't believe Mo Lao's warning at all.

The two of them went downstairs, Mo Yan was talking on the sofa in the living room on the first floor, from the second floor to the first floor Wang Zhe didn't see the little nurse who was flirting just now, looked left and right a few times, glanced at Mo Yan's smiling face, and suddenly thought of something, this guy ......