With a brain-loving husband [travel]

Mo Jingcheng's mind went blank the moment he saw the blood.

Even the surprise at the moment when Fang Yun spoke was instantly forgotten.

The violence gradually dissipated, and what was replaced was distress and intolerance in a hurry.

Mo Jingcheng hurriedly dropped the stick, rushed forward to help Fang Yun, and wiped the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief.

The pure white handkerchief was stained red with blood, and it was like plum blossoms in the snow.

Xu, the servant outside, heard a strange voice, and asked softly through the curtain: "Mr. Mo, is something wrong?"

This inner room was specially prepared by Mr. Accountant for Mo Jingcheng and Fang Yun. The servants would not enter at will, so they only asked outside.

Hearing the question, Fang Yun hurriedly grabbed Mo Jingcheng's hand, shook his head vigorously, and signaled that he was fine.

Since he was a child, he knew that he should not cause trouble to others, so he kept everything hidden.This time was no exception, even though his throat was burning like a pain, he still didn't want to tell the boy.

If the boy finds out, he will inevitably fall into a panic again, and maybe it will delay today's business because of this.

It was hard for Shangshixuan to resume normal business. He didn't want to, and didn't want to be a troublesome person.

Watching Fang Yun's eyes asking for help closely, Mo Jingcheng didn't know what he was thinking.Although he felt distressed, he still turned his head to the other side of the curtain and said, "It's okay, you can go to work first."

The servant outside the door curtain responded, and was about to turn around and leave, but was stopped by Mo Jingcheng's slightly sullen voice: "You find a reason to drive away the woman with the azalea in the front hall, and don't sell it."

The servant turned to the front hall suspiciously, not understanding why Mo Jingcheng, who is usually gentle, suddenly wanted to drive away the guests.But after seeing the woman Mo Jingcheng mentioned, he immediately felt disgusted.

He has worked in Shangshixuan for several years, he has contacted many customers, and he is very familiar with the people in the town and the neighboring town. Naturally, he also knows Du Meijuan's personality, and he doesn't like Du Meijuan at all.

Especially after listening to other boys talking about what Du Meijuan did to Fang Yun in the street that day, he was so angry that his teeth itch.

After nearly half a month of contact with Fang Yun, he only felt that Fang Yun was not only kind but also very gentle. He squinted and smiled at everyone, and was considerate to everyone. He really couldn't understand how Du Meijuan was willing to be so cruel.

Looking at Mo Jingcheng's reaction now, Fang Yun must have seen Du Meijuan.

Thinking of this, a feeling of disgust welled up in my heart, and then I walked forward in two or three steps, snatching the oil bag from Du Meijuan's hand, "The raisins are no longer for sale!"

Du Meijuan was still picking raisins just now, and they would be snatched away. She was stunned for a while, and then the sarcasm in her bones came up, and she put her hips on her hips and cursed: "What are you doing! Why are you selling it to others and not selling it right now?" Give me?!"

"I'll sell to whoever I want to sell to, but I don't want to sell to you, so get out!" Although the young man looks thin, he is used to the business world after all, and he is not easy to provoke. He knows that he must be tough when dealing with arrogant customers. , then rolled up his sleeves and drove her away.

The people who were still picking fruits in front of the booth couldn't help but feel curious when they heard the sound of the quarrel, so they all turned their eyes to this side.

Being chased away for no reason, and watched like this, Du Meijuan became even more annoyed.

She was about to have another attack, but Fang Xiao who was at the side pulled the hem of her clothes, stopped her mouth and changed her face, softened her expression and asked softly, "What's wrong with Xiao'er?"

"Auntie, I want to eat candied haws." As he spoke, he pointed to a pole with candied haws not far away.

"Okay, Auntie will take you there." Du Meijuan coaxed softly.

Listening to such greasy coaxing sounds, thin pimples formed on the arms of the boys, and they felt really disgusting in their hearts.

But after Du Meijuan knelt down and hugged Fang Xiao, she turned her head and gave them a hard look, and her loving mother just now disappeared without a trace.

Looking at the back of Du Meijuan going away, the servants gave a "bah" and cursed: "It's really bad luck."

But Fang Xiao, who was lying on Du Meijuan's shoulder, blinked, and waved wordlessly to Fang Yun, who was blocked by the curtain.

Brother Fang Yun.

Gu Cheng pressed his middle finger on the inside of Fang Yun's protruding wrist, stroked his beard and closed his eyes to make a diagnosis in his heart.

Time passed bit by bit, but Gu Cheng's brows were furrowed more and more tightly.

And Mo Jingcheng became more and more anxious.

Fang Yun leaned softly on the side of the bed, staring at Mo Jingcheng who was anxious at the side with pale lips, pulled the corners of his mouth up hard, and quietly gestured with his other hand that he was fine.

But Mo Jingcheng didn't believe it, and was about to speak, but worried that a sudden noise would interrupt the doctor's visit, so he didn't speak.Seeing that there was something wrong with Gu Cheng's expression, he was afraid to himself, for fear that Fang Yun might diagnose something.

He suddenly remembered those days when he was picked up by Fang Yun. When his energy was exhausted and he looked sickly, Fang Yun would always be so worried that he would decoct medicine and make cakes for him. .

For this reason, he still secretly laughed in his heart.

Is that what you worry about?

My heart is like an inextricable mess, I really want to help, but I can only watch helplessly.

Just now when he was holding Fang Yun home from Shangshixuan, he saw that Fang Yun was coughing badly all the way, coughing up blood streaks, even Gu Cheng, who was used to seeing illnesses, frowned when he saw him when he came over. .

Soon, Gu Cheng withdrew his hand and led Mo Jingcheng out of the side room.

"Brother Yun's throat disease was caused by anxiety, and then the toxins in his throat caused other ailments in his body."

Mo Jingcheng thought he had heard it wrong, so he repeated in confusion, "Poison?"

Gu Cheng nodded, "The poison has remained for several years."

Suddenly, Mo Jingcheng remembered the news he heard a few days ago that Du Meijuan had made Fang Yun dumb.

Fists clenched, exposing tendons.

"Can Fang Yun's dumb disease be cured?" Mo Jingcheng glanced at the room and asked in a hoarse voice.

He always thought that Fang Yun's dumbness was born, but he never thought that it was Fang Yun's own mother who caused him to be like this.

And he never thought of helping Fang Yun cure his dumb disease.

He stayed under the guise of helping Fang Yun, but he only thought about himself from the beginning to the end.

"It's possible, but" Gu Cheng hesitated, not knowing whether he should say, "It's difficult."

But when he looked up, he saw Mo Jingcheng's eyes full of determination.

Gu Cheng had no choice but to continue: "Heling grass can cure Brother Yun's dumb disease. It's just that this grass has been extinct for a long time, and I only saw it in medical skills. Besides, even if I find this grass, I have to cultivate it Flowering is the only way to do it, and only the petals can be used as medicine."

"But Crane Spirit Grass is extremely difficult to bloom. Even if it is carefully cultivated, it may not be successful."

Mo Jingcheng remained silent.

Giving up is also common.Looking at Mo Jingcheng's expression, Gu Cheng sighed in his heart.

How many people have been searching for this grass for half a lifetime without any results. In the end, they either aggravated the disease on the road, or gave up halfway due to lack of patience, and sadly accepted dumb disease.

All in all, a Crane Spirit Grass is extremely precious, even if it is worth ten thousand gold, it cannot be obtained.

Just when Gu Cheng thought that Mo Jingcheng was going to give up and was about to pack up the medicine box and go back, Mo Jingcheng suddenly said, "Mr. Gu, what does the crane spirit grass look like?"

Even if you tell him what the herb looks like, you still might not be able to find it.Gu Cheng thought.

But it didn't stop him, and explained to him: "It is said that Crane Spirit Grass is shaped like a crane and is full of spirituality. Although it is a grass, it is purple all over, but the roots of the grass grow white. According to medical books, it grows on cliffs. "

"But not to mention the grown Crane Spirit Grass, even the seeds are hard to find. I have never seen it before, I just heard about it, and I have never seen its true colors with my own eyes."

"Sure enough," Mo Jingcheng murmured in a low voice.

Gu Cheng didn't hear clearly, "What?"

Suddenly startled, Mo Jingcheng recovered from the database search.

Just now, while the genius doctor was not paying attention, he searched the information of Crane Spirit Grass in the seed reserve of the database, and he found that there was a nameplate with the words "Crane Spirit Grass" floating under a withered seed.

Although the seeds have dried up, their shape is better than that of a crane, and they still emit a faint golden light.

Mo Jingcheng thought it was a mistake, but unexpectedly, the light on the seed disappeared in a blink of an eye.

And next to the nameplate was a picture of Crane Spirit Grass. The shape and color of the herb in the picture were exactly as described by the genius doctor.

But there is a big red cross on the name tag.

This is a sign of failure in the development of seeds for the future world.

According to the database, although a withered Crane Grass is stored in the future world, the existing technology is not enough to allow the Crane Grass to grow and bloom again. After years of cultivation, the research and development is still stalled.

The future world does not want to spend more time cultivating, so it turns to cultivating other seeds.But fortunately, the withered seed was not thrown away, but was left in his database by the researcher instead.

But he couldn't take out the Crane Spirit Grass seeds directly. If he easily took out the Crane Spirit Grass seeds that had never been found, everyone would just treat him as a monster.

The xenophobic Xinghua Village doesn't even want outsiders to stay, let alone a monster?

At that time, let alone Fang Yun's cure, it will be a problem to stay.

Just as he was thinking with a sullen face, a hoarse voice suddenly came from the door.

"Ah, ah"

Mo Jingcheng's eyes froze, and he turned around, and sure enough, he saw Fang Yun wearing a coat, holding the door frame and looking here.

Although his body lost a lot of strength, Fang Yun still gestured anxiously, his eyes revealing anxiety.

Although Cai Cai couldn't hear the complete conversation in the room, he could vaguely hear what Miracle Doctor Gu was saying.After hearing the name of Crane Spirit Grass, Fang Yun's mind went blank, and his face immediately lost color.

Although he is a rough man from the countryside and can't read any words, but the reputation of Crane Spirit Grass is too great, so he still knows a thing or two.

Once upon a time when he was still young, the neighbor's younger brother was born with a dumb disease. The younger brother's father heard that Crane Spirit Grass could cure the dumb disease, so he went to find him.But after waiting for several years, the little brother's father didn't come back.

When the little brother's father came back, he was carried back.

It became a dead body and was carried back.

He still remembers the family's distraught cries.

The little one hid behind Father's back and poked his head out.

White cloth strips were hung all over the roof beams. Everyone was wearing white linen clothes and white hats, kneeling in front of the hall and crying miserably.Even the little brother, who had never been able to speak, cried blood and tears with a hoarse voice.

The memory is cut off here.

Fang Yun wanted to go forward, but because all his strength had dissipated, he couldn't hold on, and he was about to rush forward in a sway.

Mo Jingcheng hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

He threw himself into a warm embrace.

Immediately afterwards, a gentle voice came from above the head: "I will bring the Crane Spirit Grass back. Don't worry, I will not leave you."

"trust me."