"If you don't talk nonsense, how can I be a world-famous doctor?"

Knowing that the doctor in front of him was sarcastic, Chen Mo, a slut, waved his hand directly and modestly: "Shouldn't I be a world-famous doctor?"

The little guy chimed in: "That's it, I'm a person who is more powerful than Ultraman!"

"Poof......" also knew that it was not good to laugh in such a tense atmosphere, but Ye Xueer just couldn't help it, big brother, is there such a narcissistic person as you?

"Okay, don't make any noise, little friend, how sure are you that you can cure me of this disease?"

In the end, it was the old man who came forward to suppress the field.

Dean Zhang hid to the side and stared dryly, he could bow his head for anything else, but he was not convinced by anyone except medicine.

Because his father was a doctor, he had been living in this atmosphere since he was a child, and when he was still in college, he was already a little successful in medicine.

I remember that he also published a paper on "Relevant Reports on Leukemia Patients" at that time, when it was still in the 60s of the last century, when this paper came out, it was even a sensation and was praised by countless medical experts.

A person like him, who has been studying in this field for most of his life, and a child who has not grown a single hair, how can he question his medical skills?

Chen Mo glanced at the old man and gave him a confident smile.

Immediately afterwards, he took the little guy to the sofa by himself, and suddenly threw out a sentence: "Friend, since this king has come, don't you plan to show your true body?"

No one replied, because everyone was wondering who Chen Mo was talking to?

"It's okay if you don't come out, then I'll wait for you to come out!" Pulling the little guy to the side of the sofa, Chen Mo played the little guy's face and said, "Fei Fei, do you want to play a tune for you?"

The little guy looked adoring: "Hey, Baba can actually play tunes, Baba is really amazing." ”

"Of course Baba can play tunes, so you can go to Baba Room and bring Baba flute, and Baba will blow it to you, okay?" Chen Mo gently stroked the little guy's hair.

"Okay, Baba, are you allowed to rely on Pi Oh?"

Chen Mo made an OK gesture.

"Let's all come and sit here, and wait for my daughter to come over!" Seeing the little guy running downstairs happily, Chen Mo beckoned to everyone, there was freshly boiled boiling water in the kettle, Chen Mo smiled slightly, grabbed some tea leaves in his hand and put them into the tea set.

Then start making tea, which is green tea, a variety called West Lake Longjing.

I haven't done this for three hundred years, Chen Mo feels both familiar and unfamiliar, and the whole set of actions of washing cups and making tea is also done in one go, and it is smooth.

Then he raised his head and smiled, "Old man, don't you mind if I make a cup of tea with your tea set?"

The old man's face twitched, this guy is so shameless, you can soak if you want, why wait until it's ready to ask me?

"This West Lake Longjing, is one of our top ten famous teas in China, speaking of which can be traced back to three or four hundred years ago, think that year, when Emperor Qianlong visited the West Lake in Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Zhejiang, the second praise West Lake Longjing tea was named. ”

Chen Mo looked at the teacup in his hand and slowly explained the history of West Lake Longjing: "This tea is tender and green in color, smooth in color, elegant and elegant in fragrance, this is tea, it is culture, friends, don't you come out to have a drink together?"

Chen Mo looked at Ye Nantian lightly, and in his eyes, there was a black mist on the old man's body.

And this is also the real reason for the loss of the old man's physical functions.

It's a pity that he still didn't come out.

"I said Xiaoyou, aren't we going to come up for treatment? Although this tea is good, let's take a look at my body first?" The old man saw Chen Mo looking at him nakedly, and he always felt a little uneasy about sleeping.

"Yes, Chen Mo, can you help my grandfather see a doctor first?" Ye Xue'er also looked at Chen Mo pleadingly.

She knew that her grandfather was like a nobody now, but when he got sick, he was simply not human.

"Isn't that clear enough? There's a friend hiding here. ”

Chen Mo pointed to the top of the old man's head, meaning something.

"Hehe, don't you want to say that there are still people hidden in the old man's body?" Dean Zhang smiled: "No, how can people hide in the old man's body, according to what you said, that is, ghosts?"

The old man also looked at Chen Mo with a curious expression.

However, the butler standing behind him suddenly changed his face, yes, why didn't he think about this aspect before? He clearly knew that in front of some powerful Onmyoji, he could even control gods and demons, and it was very possible for a mere ghost?

However, why didn't I see anything wrong with the old man with my cultivation?

The old butler thought to himself.

In fact, it is very simple, because his strength is too weak.

"Of course, what do you think?" Chen Mo asked rhetorically.

"Hmph, stupid, how can there be ghosts in this world? Master, I think you still don't listen to the nonsense of these charlatans, maybe, he just wants to cheat the Ye family out of money!"

Dean Zhang thought he had seen everything, and sneered at Chen Mo.

Chen Mo didn't bother to take care of him, just sit there and drink tea by himself, and cheat money? Just kidding, he and the Ye family are neighbors, and everyone is a person with status, as for deceiving you of the 1.8 million?

"See, sir, he doesn't dare to speak, it must be that he has a weak heart, I have seen a lot of charlatans like this, I have seen a lot of them in the hospital, which time didn't those liars say that they have a panacea and want to sell them to those patients?"

Dean Zhang snorted even more coldly, Nima's, the money has been deceived to the Ye family, and the liars in these years are too rampant, right?

"Really?" Chen Mo was not angry, with a soft smile on his face, he stared at Dean Zhang in front of him: "Then you should explain to me well, why can't the old man's illness work in a conventional way?"

This......

Dean Zhang is embarrassed, this kid is clearly which pot he doesn't mention which pot, if he has a way, do you still have a chance to come here?

It just so happened that at this time, the little guy had already run upstairs: "Baba, give." ”

This flute is actually an ancient artifact, a treasure handed to him by the Qinglong Daoist when Chen Mo became the eldest disciple of the master.

Chen Mo took the flute and said with a slight smile: "Do you believe that there are ghosts in this world?"

"I believe it!"

At this time, the old butler was the first to speak!

"I also believe ......" Ye Xue'er was stunned, and then nodded reservedly, how to say, if there are really no ghosts in this world, then why are girls in this world afraid of walking alone at night? Including her.

Of course, putting aside those girls whose waists are thicker than buckets, even if they are perverts, it is estimated that people ...... Ahem, you know......

"What about you?" Chen Mo looked at the old man with a smile.

"I'm ......" The old man was about to speak, but he was interrupted by Chen Mo.

"Whether there are ghosts or not, this king will know if he plays the flute and tries it, everyone will wait and see, by the way, let's listen to the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting I have learned over the years, this song I named "Missing", to commemorate my that, the lost love ......"

Chen Mo stood up, stood with his hands in his hands, and pretended to stand on the balcony and began to play the song, in fact, this is the real Yan Beichen, in the Immortal Gate, he has always called himself the king.