"Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Ke paused in his steps, his expression slightly gloomy.

He had heard Mo Qing say earlier that he and Jiang Yanchang looked exactly the same, but he still had doubts.

But Mo Yiting's performance...

This fact seems to be confirmed and irrefutable.

"Mr. Jiang," Mo Yiting was overjoyed and moved forward tremblingly, "I never thought you would..."

Jiang Ke frowned: "I don't-"

"He has lost his memory." Mo Qing interrupted Jiang Ke, stood up, turned his head, gave Jiang Ke a suggestive look, and then said, "It's probably the sequelae of being shot."

Jiang Ke: "..."

"This, that's it." Mo Yi paused for a few seconds before accepting this statement, and then suddenly said, "No wonder."

No wonder.

Mr. Jiang was obviously still there, but Mo Qing was asking him about his past affairs.

It turned out that Mr. Jiang had lost his memory.

"Mr. Jiang, sit down." Mo Yiting invited Jiang Ke.

Jiang Ke looked a little colder and gloomier, but Mo Qing kept staring at him, and he frowned slightly. In the end, he still didn't expose Mo Qing's lies, but walked over without saying a word.

He did not sit down, but looked at Mo Qing: "When did you find out?"

"In the beginning." Mo Qing raised an eyebrow, "How did you get in?"

"After waiting for you for a long time, I picked the lock before anyone could see me." Jiang Ke explained in a calm tone.

When he was avoiding people, he entered this room.

As a result, they happened to meet Mo Qing and Mo Yiting.

"...I forgot." Mo Qing said calmly.

Before she came in, she was still thinking about Jiang Ke, but as soon as she came in, she found that the apprenticeship ceremony had begun, so she temporarily left Jiang Ke behind and walked directly into the lobby.

——Then I forgot about Jiang Ke.

Jiang Ke: "...If you say less, it won't make any difference."

"oh."

Mo Qing shrugged his shoulders.

The atmosphere between the two was a bit subtle, but Mo Yiting was immersed in joy and didn't notice anything strange at all.

Mo Yiting suddenly looked much younger, his steps were brisker, and he was busy pouring tea for Mo Qing and Jiang Ke without using a cane, and asked them to sit down.

As two "young people", Mo Qing and Jiang Ke were not used to Mo Yiting's behavior.

When they sat down, the two of them looked at each other, and suddenly felt a sense of "sympathizing with each other."

"Knock knock knock."

There was a knock on the study door.

Mo Yiting wanted to reminisce with the two of them, but was suddenly interrupted and asked unhappily: "Who?"

"Grandpa Mo," Liang Xuzhi's voice sounded, "it's me, Xuzhi."

"What's up?"

"All the guests have left. I would like to discuss with you how to deal with Wen Yingxue's apprenticeship." Liang Xuzhi asked respectfully.

Mo Yiting said impatiently: "Let's talk about it another day."

How can he have the time to care about a foreigner's apprenticeship now?

"Okay." Liang Xuzhi agreed first, but didn't leave. "Is Mo Qing still there? It's almost noon, do you need to bring lunch?"

"I will contact Zhou Kaijing if anything happens."

There was silence outside the door for a while.

Finally, Liang Xuzhi said: "Okay, I'll leave first."

Mo Qing drank tea slowly, and when she heard Liang Xuzhi's footsteps disappearing, her frown relaxed.

"Master, lunch..." Mo Yiting said quickly.

Mo Qing raised his eyelids: "Sit down first."

"good."

Mo Yi stopped and sat down on a chair.

"There's no rush for lunch." Mo Qing said calmly, "I heard that you plan to give up the position of village chief to Liang Xuzhi?"

"There is indeed a group of his fans in the village, and there is a strong demand for him to be the village chief." Mo Yiting nodded slightly, paused, and then changed the subject, "But although I am old, I am not confused. This person,

I have evil intentions. Once I become the village chief, our village will only become a weapon for him to pursue fame and fortune, so I..."

Mo Yiting was about to say that there were other candidates, but his eyes suddenly fell on Mo Qing.

Mo Yi paused to think for a while and asked tentatively: "Master, do you have any idea of ​​becoming the village chief?"

"I?"

Mo Qing raised his eyelids.

"This village was originally built for you by Mr. Jiang." Mo Yi stopped and said, "This is called returning things to their original owners. Besides, you don't want it to be ruined, right?"

Mo Qing picked up the tea cup and drank tea. At the same time, he pointed at Jiang Ke with a small movement.

However, her small move was caught by Jiang Ke.

Jiang Ke was leaning towards her.

Mo Qing retracted his finger and pretended that nothing happened.

"Inappropriate." Mo Yiting also got the hint and shook his head, "Mr. Jiang is not as proficient in Chinese medicine as you are, and it is difficult to convince the public. Master, you can succeed as the 'master's successor', and it is just and legitimate."

As soon as the ink stops, the dawn is moved by emotion and reason.

Mo Qing was indifferent.

So, Mo Yiting made a tough move: "If you become the village chief, you can also join the party."

"I will." Mo Qing said without hesitation.

"cough."

Jiang Ke almost choked on his tea.

He put down the tea cup and looked at Mo Qing in surprise.

Mo Qing's eyes met his for a second, and then he looked away.

After a while, Mo Qing asked again: "Since you know that Liang Xuzhi has evil intentions, why did you agree to this apprenticeship ceremony?"

Mo Yi stopped and replied: "Because Wen Zhiming."

Mo Qing frowned: "That quack doctor who is average, has a cowardly personality, and is almost a traitor?"

"right."

"What does it have to do with him?"

"The Wen family behind Wen Yingxue is his Wen family." Mo Yiting explained.

Mo Qing said contemptuously: "I heard that this Wen family is very authoritative in the field of traditional Chinese medicine. With his little energy, can he do it?"

"He can't do it, but you can do it." Mo Yiting said, with a hint of sullenness in his tone, "Because all the prescriptions you wanted to give to the country were stolen by him."

Mo Qing paused, his expression gradually turning cold.

She asked coldly: "What's going on?"

"Fifty years ago, I sent someone to inquire about the Qihuang lineage." Mo Yiting said, "What they got was the news that the Qihuang lineage was massacred. The prescription you entrusted to the Qihuang lineage was stolen and disappeared."

"The Qihuang lineage was massacred?"

Mo Qing slapped his palm on the coffee table.

A corner of the wooden coffee table was immediately knocked off and fell to the ground.

Jiang Ke was startled by her action, but considering the amount of information in Mo Yiting's words, he maintained the virtue of saying nothing.

"Yes." Mo Yiting continued, "Over the years, I have been sending people to search for the whereabouts of Qihuang's descendants, but there has been no news."

At that moment, Mo Qing's body pressure dropped, and murderous aura overflowed.

"I also asked someone to find out who did it, but there was no clue. However," Mo Yi paused, "I finally got a secret prescription from the Wen family a few years ago."

At this point, Mo Yiting became angry and clenched his fist: "Master, it's yours."

After a moment of silence, Mo Qing took over, "Do you think it was Wen Zhiming who massacred Qihuang's lineage and stole my prescription?"
To be continued...