Me and my female roommates

Cheng Mo had just watched for a while when an old man and a young man came out of the room.

These two should be Wen Hanxi's father and brother.

Cheng Mo smiled and nodded to them.

Wen Hanxi also came over at this time, "Dad, this is Cheng Mo, it's..."

"That's what I told you before...um...that, the Chinese medicine doctor."

Cheng Mo rolled his eyes at Wen Hanxi and asked, "Is it so far-fetched to introduce it?"

"Mr. Cheng, you... hello, thank you so much for traveling all the way!"

Wen Hanxi's father, Wen Junlin, held Cheng Mo's hand and said excitedly that in his opinion, Cheng Mo is now his wife's only life-saving straw.

Cheng Mo and Wen Junlin held hands, and they could clearly feel that the other's palm was as rough as sandpaper, and there were calluses at the tiger's mouth.

This is due to long-term farm work.

"No, no, no, this...is considered my responsibility."

Wen Junlin looked at Wen Hanxi and asked, "Have you eaten on the way?"

"Dad, not yet." Wen Hanxi shook his head.

"Then quickly go inside and take a break to drink some water. I'll cook for you right away."

"Um... let's forget it. I'm not hungry either. Let's see Auntie first," Cheng Mo said.

"That's alright. I'm not in a hurry. Besides, I have to eat enough. I killed a native chicken this morning. Mr. Cheng, please try it. It tastes much better than the chicken bought outside."

Wen Hanxi said: "Cheng Mo, just rest for a while and drink some water. I'll go cook. It'll be quick."

"Okay, okay." Cheng Mo stopped being pretentious and just wanted to have a taste of this local chicken.

The four of them entered the house, and Wen Junlin said to his son: "Jia Qi, you chat with Mr. Cheng, and I will help your sister."

Wen Jiaqi glanced at Cheng Mo sitting there awkwardly and said, "Dad, let me go help sister."

"No, you stay here." After Wen Junlin said that, he went to the kitchen. He thought that his cultural level was very low and he would have nothing to talk about with Cheng Mo.

My son is at least a college student and has more things to talk about than me.

After Cheng Mo sat down, he looked up at the roof and could still see the wooden beams.

The house has a cement floor and the walls are simply painted.

Shabby but reasonably clean.

Wen Jiaqi sat there and didn't know what to talk to Cheng Mo. After helping him refill a cup of tea, he sat there with his head down and playing with his mobile phone.

Cheng Mo watched Wen Jiaqi slowly take a sip of tea, put down the teacup and asked, "Are you still studying?"

"what?"

Wen Jiaqi nodded and then shook his head and said, "Well, I'm temporarily suspended from school."

"Yes, I'm on leave from school."

When Wen Jiaqi learned that his mother was ill and had no money for medical treatment, he regretted it so much that he took the initiative to take a leave of absence from school to take care of his mother at home.

"My father is not in good health, and now my mother is ill, and there is no one in the family." Wen Jiaqi explained.

Because he had told Jiang Cuilian before that he owed money, he did not dare to tell Wen Junlin. Wen Junlin might break his legs if he found out.

Jiang Cuilian gave all the family money to Wen Jiaqi and asked him to use it to pay off debts first. Although it was only tens of thousands of yuan, it was what the couple had saved through frugality over the years.

He felt very ashamed of his parents, so he made plans to drop out of school and go home so that his sister would not have to lose her job.

Cheng Mo nodded and said, "Okay, in the future, keep in touch with me if anything happens to your mother."

Wen Jiaqi nodded repeatedly and said, "Yeah, thank you, thank you."

The two chatted for a while, and Cheng Mo's impression of Wen Jiaqi also changed.

The things he heard before made him think that Wen Hanxi's younger brother was just a piece of shit who couldn't stand up to the wall. After chatting for a while, Cheng Mo felt that Wen Jiaqi could still be saved.

More than half an hour later, the chicken was cooked.

A large pot of chicken and several vegetarian dishes were put on the table.

Wen Junlin took out the precious liquor from the cabinet and said, "Mr. Cheng, have a drink."

Cheng Mo smiled and shook his head and said, "I won't drink any more. You don't need to call me Mr. Cheng, just call me Cheng Mo."

When Cheng Mo said this, Wen Junlin was a little at a loss for a moment. He took the wine and looked at Wen Hanxi.

Wen Hanxi turned around and asked, "Don't you really want to drink some?"

Cheng Mo nodded, "If you don't drink, I have to see your mother after dinner."

After hearing this, Wen Hanxi said to Wen Junlin: "Dad, if he doesn't drink, forget it."

"Okay, okay, let's drink it tonight." Wen Junlin carefully put the wine back into the cabinet.

Wen Hanxi looked at it and smiled helplessly.

"Cheng Mo, sit down and let's have a taste." Wen Hanxi served Cheng Mo a large bowl of rice.

"Where's your mother?"

"She had eaten early and was resting in her room. She said she felt weak these days and spent most of her time lying there."

Cheng Mo nodded and sat down.

A square table with one person sitting on each side.

Wen Junlin and Wen Jiaqi took a few bites and stopped eating, leaving Cheng Mo and Wen Hanxi eating there.

During this period, Wen Hanxi was very polite and served Cheng Mo several dishes.

The local chicken, a few vegetarian dishes and rice all taste good, and it feels a bit like eating at a farmhouse.

It was almost three o'clock in the afternoon when the two of them finished eating.

Cheng Mo didn't waste any time and went directly to her mother Jiang Cuilian's room with Wen Hanxi and others.

Jiang Cuilian lay on the bed and squinted her eyes. After hearing the movement, she opened her eyes and looked at the four people who came in.

"Mom, I asked a Chinese medicine doctor to look at you." Wen Hanxi sat on the bedside and said softly. Seeing her mother's look, she couldn't help but blush.

"I'm dead, I'm fine." Jiang Cuilian shook her head, then turned her head to the inside of the bed, showing an attitude of not cooperating with the treatment.

Wen Hanxi looked at Cheng Mo apologetically, and comforted Jiang Cuilian: "Mom, everyone is here, just cooperate and take a look."

"I don't want to see it, why spend that money!"

Cheng Mo: "..."

"Haha, that auntie, I charge very cheaply. Plus, I'm friends with your daughter, so it doesn't cost much."

"Well...a few hundred dollars is enough."

Wen Hanxi: "..."

Jiang Cuilian heard what Cheng Mo said and finally agreed to cooperate with Cheng Mo's diagnosis and treatment.

After finishing his meal, Cheng Mo had already read the test reports from the hospital.

Cheng Mo asked: "Auntie, where do you feel uncomfortable now?"

Jiang Cuilian said: "I just can't eat right now, I have no appetite, I sometimes have chest pain when I cough, and I'm not in good spirits."

Cheng Mo nodded, and after understanding the basic situation, he began to perform routine Chinese medicine diagnosis on her.

Cheng Mo asked targeted questions about Jiang Cuilian's daily life, emotional state, diet, sleep and other related conditions before and after she became ill. He also checked her tongue and felt her pulse.

Finally, Cheng Mo took a pen and paper and prescribed a formula that could support righteousness and inhibit the growth of cancer cells.

He handed it to Wen Hanxi and said, "Keep taking this prescription, and then eat more anti-cancer foods, such as broccoli, bitter melon, garlic, sweet potatoes, barley, buckwheat, etc."

After saying that, Cheng Mo took out a pair of acupuncture from his bag. He wanted to perform acupuncture treatment on Jiang Cuilian...