After the car that Lu Enqi and Gu Yifeng were riding in completely disappeared, Mo He followed the rope and slid under the tree.
Normally, it only takes a slight jump to go up and down the tree.
Now you have to use tools.
Mo He opened his long legs and walked slowly down the mountain.
In the past, walking down the mountain was as fast as flying and as smooth as walking on flat ground. Today, it took nearly ten times as long to return to my residence.
Because after climbing for a while, you have to take a rest.
After entering the yard, Mo He walked to the faucet, turned on the faucet to wash his hands, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a white pearl hairpin on the sink.
I think it was dropped by Lu Enqi when he was washing his face.
He stared at it for a moment, then leaned over to pick it up and hold it in his palm.
The pearl was gradually warmed from cold to warm.
The small pearls, which are pure white and emit beautiful pearlescent light, are very much like Lu Enqi’s snow-white teeth.
When they were kissing, she would always use her small teeth to bite him playfully, his lips, his face, his ears, neck and collarbone, which made him itch all over.
Mo He slowly closed his eyes, missing the ecstasy of kissing Lu Enqi, but there were bursts of sadness in his heart.
After washing his hands, Mo He walked into the bedroom.
The bedding on the bed was simply spread, not folded, and spread very casually.
Enqi and Yifeng are both young masters and young daughters who can stretch out their hands from their clothes and open their mouths when they eat. Naturally, their housework is not satisfactory.
Mo He walked to the bed, bent down and lifted the quilt to fold it, but his eyes were attracted by the long hair on the pillow.
The jet black hair obviously belongs to Lu Enqi.
Mo He picked it up and held it on his fingertips, his handsome eyes filled with sadness.
I wonder if my white hair will turn black in the future?
He picked up the pillow and tried to arrange it neatly, but saw two cards, two wads of money, and two notes placed under the pillow.
He picked up a note.
The note was in Gu Yifeng's handwriting.
It says: Master, I know you live here. Don’t worry, we won’t come to you again. You can come back and live in peace. Don't live outside. There is heavy dew and lots of insects, which is not good for your health. The money in the card is the New Year's money I saved since childhood, and the password was changed to the day when I became my teacher. I know you are not short of money, but I still want to leave this money to you. I don’t ask you to come back, I just ask you to think of me every time you swipe your card. Don't always live in the mountains. Conditions in the mountains are poor. Find a better house down the mountain. The boxes in the closet contain tonics and the recipe for brewing them. I asked Sister Liu and wrote them down for you. Remember to stew them and eat them.
The signature is: Your eternal apprentice Xiao Yifeng.
Mo He clenched the note tightly, his eye circles gradually turning red.
Complex emotions surged in my heart, including reluctance, nostalgia, guilt, and more importantly, relief.
The little apprentice who was raised by one hand finally grew up.
Mo He picked up the note written by Lu Enqi again.
There were a few lines of beautiful small characters on the white paper. Mo He read them very carefully, for fear of missing a word.
The note read: Brother Hehe, my father asked me to give you the card. You are his appointed son-in-law. The password is 520520. No matter when you come back, I will wait for you, wait, wait. I love you, brother Hehe.
The corners of Mo He's lips couldn't help but raise, but tears rolled in his eyes.
He raised his head slightly and suppressed his tears.
I wish I could go down the mountain and chase them.
However, when he caught a glimpse of the white hair hanging on his shoulders, Mo He gave up the idea.
Afraid of scaring Lu Enqi, afraid of disappointing her, afraid that she would no longer like him.
It turns out that when you care too much about someone, you always want to show her your best and strongest side, and want to be perfect.
I don't want her to see any weakness or fragility in myself.
Mo He took off his shoes and coat, sat on the bed, closed his eyes, and began to exercise.
I want to recuperate my body as soon as possible and restore it to its original appearance so that I can go back as soon as possible.
After resting in the mountains for some more days, Mo He's health got a little better, but his white hair was still as white as snow.
It seems that it is difficult to turn gray hair into black just by exercising, resting and taking supplements.
this day.
He put on a hat to cover his white hair, put on a mask, and went down the mountain to find a famous old Chinese doctor.
The old Chinese doctor named Huangfu Tai is a descendant of Huangfu Mi, the "originator of acupuncture" in the late Han, Wei and Jin Dynasties.
Huangfutai's father had some friendship with his master, Taoist Master Mo Xuan.
When he was young, he had occasional physical discomforts, and his master would go down the mountain to the father and son's hospital to get medicine, and then come back to boil it for him to drink.
Come to the Chinese Medicine Clinic.
There are many people to see a doctor and they have to queue up.
Mo He didn't think that after so many years, Huangfu Tai still remembered that relationship and registered and queued up honestly.
The queue was very long.
When it was Mo He's turn, the night had fallen and there were fewer people asking for consultation.
Sitting in front of the old Chinese medicine doctor Huang Futai, Mo He took off his mask and hat, revealing a head full of white hair.
His facial features were extremely handsome, but his skin was as pale as snow. He was also much thinner and thinner. With his head full of white hair, at first glance, he actually seemed to have an air of immortality.
I have been practicing here for many years and have encountered all kinds of patients. But this is the first time Huangfutai has encountered patients like Mo He.
Huangfutai couldn't help but froze, took a moment, and asked pleasantly: "Young man, what happened to you?"
Mo He shot himself, causing damage to his organs, and donated hematopoietic stem cells, causing his hair to turn white. To put it simply.
Huangfutai looked solemn after hearing this. He raised his hand to take his pulse, prescribe medicine, and then acupuncture.
Mo He put on his mask and hat, got up and went to pay the money.
Huangfutai stared at his back for a moment, and then suddenly shouted: "Young man, do you know Taoist Mo Xuan?"
Mo He looked back and said, "We know you."
"His closed disciple is named Mo He, and you are also named Mo He. Are you the little disciple he raised?"
Mo He said: "Exactly."
Huangfutai's expression suddenly became excited. He pushed his chair and stood up. Regardless of his age, he stepped forward and held his hand. "I didn't expect you to be alive! I haven't seen you for many years. Are you okay?"
Mo He was slightly surprised, "Do you still remember me?"
"Remember, of course I remember! Something happened to my family back then, and the whole family was helpless and desperate. It was Taoist Priest Mo Xuan who helped us solve the problem. I remember that you were still a child at that time, but you were already very skilled and smart. Medicine There is no charge, you can go get the medicine later, tell me your name directly, and tell them what I said."
Mo He said: "No, I'm not short of money."
"It's not about money. If I took money from you, my old father would scold me underground for being ungrateful."
Afraid that he would pay, Huangfutai simply pulled his sleeve to grab the medicine.
After taking the medicine, I personally took him to the acupuncture room on the second floor.
Huangfutai said to the doctor in charge of acupuncture: "This is Mo He, a close disciple of Taoist Master Mo Xuan. You should be very alert and give him acupuncture."
The person in charge of acupuncture is a female doctor wearing a mask.
The female doctor's voice was gentle and crisp, "Okay, grandpa!"
Huangfu Tai introduced to Mo He: "This girl is my granddaughter, her name is Huangfu Chan. She grew up memorizing the Emperor's Acupuncture Classics A and B. Although she is young, her medical skills are not bad. Don't worry."
Mo He looked at Huangfu Chan. Even though she was wearing a mask, she could tell that she was quite a young woman.
He is a person with extraordinary talents, as is Yifeng, Su Hua, and Lu Enqi.
Therefore, he does not judge people based on their age, and will not question a doctor's medical skills just because she is young.
After Huangfutai gave a serious explanation to Huangfuchan, he turned and left.
Mo He sat on the bed.
Huangfuchan went to the cabinet and took out the acupuncture kit, walked up to him and said, "Please take off your clothes."
