But Mo Suiyun still shook his head, "No."
Mo Zhangkuang thought about it and said with some regret: "Maybe Fengying really made a mistake." Medicine men have long been extinct. Now, apart from the old antique in the clan, there is no other medicine man.
"You go down first."
"Okay, Patriarch."
After the news broadcast ended, Mo Zhangkuang stood up and walked out of the small building. He stood in the courtyard outside the building and looked at the houses on the East Mountain from a distance.
I wonder if anyone will give him a surprise in this competition?
It had been years since he had encountered a young genius who had amazed him. Throughout the years in the Mo Clan, apart from Mo Fengying, no one else had been able to show him the future.
But because of that damn curse, Fengying is destined not to live past the age of twenty-five!
If Fengying wants to survive, she has to kill Nangong Yingying. But once Nangong Yingying dies, there will be no more medicine men in the world. From now on, the effects of the medicine produced by the Mo family will become worse and worse, and the status of the Mo family will be shaken sooner or later.
The Mo family had enjoyed great prosperity for hundreds of years, but it seemed that they were about to reach the end of their rope.
Thinking of the Mo family's decline under his leadership, Mo Zhangkuang felt guilty. He couldn't help but wonder, if that person hadn't been kicked out of the Mo family, would the Mo family have found a new way out if it had been handed over to that person?
But as soon as this idea came up, it was extinguished by Mo Zhangkuang.
That person is dead, why are you still thinking about those things...
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When Song Ci opened his eyes again, it was already dawn.
She leaned against the headboard, looking at Song Fei who had already finished washing up, and asked hurriedly, "I fell asleep like this last night? I didn't even eat?"
Song Fei turned around, looked at her with an indescribable expression, pointed at the watch on her wrist, and told her; "Song Ci, you really can sleep. You slept for thirteen hours."
Song Ci went to bed at seven last night. It was already eight o'clock, past breakfast time. Song Fei pointed to the breakfast on the plate on the small table and said, "I brought you breakfast."
While others had assistants queue up to get breakfast, they had to wait on the assistants instead.
Song Ci threw back the covers and walked to the table to sit down. The Mo family's breakfast consisted of fried dough sticks, soy milk, and steamed buns. The buns were truly delicious, with fragrant meat and soft skin.
Song Fei probably knew that the buns were delicious, so she brought back six for Song Ci, who ate them all in one go. After finishing the buns, she began to pinch her belly and said worriedly, "If the Mo family's breakfast always tastes this good, I'll get fat."
Song Fei: "The premise is that we can advance all the way. If we can't advance, we can pack up and leave in three days."
Song Ci said: "What are you afraid of? You are a little genius."
Song Fei looked at Song Ci, wanting to say something but hesitant. She really wanted to tell Song Ci that she was not proficient in Chinese medicine. But when the words came to her lips, Song Fei held them back.
She wants face!
Song Ci noticed that Song Fei's clothes were rather strange, a black cotton coat with a red belt around her waist. Song Ci picked up the belt and saw the number 17 on it.
"Is this the clothes the Mo family gave you?"
"Yeah, school uniform."
Song Ci curled her lips, "It's so ugly, not fashionable at all."
Song Fei also thought the dress was particularly ugly, but there was nothing she could do since everyone else was wearing it. "If you go out and take a look, you'll see that no one in the Mo family is into fashion."
Song Fei raised her chin towards the small stool beside her and said to Song Ci, "Those are your clothes. Go and change into them."
Song Ci was extremely reluctant, but she had no choice but to take off her casual clothes and change into the Mo family's school uniform. As she put on her clothes, she said, "Do we assistants have to wear school uniforms too?"
"Well, it's said to treat everyone equally."
"So, if you guys are in class, we have to sit in as well, right?"
"What do you think?" Song Fei gave Song Ci a meaningful look.
Song Ci suddenly felt like an eggplant hit by frost. "I really want to go back." But when she thought of her grandmother being imprisoned in the Mo tribe, having her blood drained every day and her heart dug out after she died, Song Ci cheered up again. "Let's go, let's go out and take a look."
"Walk."
The sisters walked out of their rooms. The corridor was deserted, eerily quiet. Song Ci followed Song Fei down the solid wooden steps. They walked around a narrow path and finally met a member of the Mo family.
It was a plain-looking man in his twenties, drying some newly harvested herbs. Song Ci smelled the aroma, walked over, sniffed it, and said, "Is this lotus herb?"
The man drying the medicine tilted his head in surprise and said to Song Ci, "Do you know him, young lady?"
"Well, lotus seeds have leaves like camphor leaves and flowers like lotus flowers. The lotus seeds boiled into medicine can cure insomnia. Some expensive insomnia medicines on the market now use it." These were all written in the medical books that Song Ci had read before, and Song Ci remembered them after reading them once.
Seeing that Song Ci could accurately describe the characteristics and properties of the medicine, the man looked at her with a warmer look. He noticed that Song Ci's red belt had no number on it, while the belt of the girl behind her who looked like her had number 17 on it, and he immediately understood.
"Are you sisters?"
"Yeah." Song Ci pointed at Song Fei behind her and said, "This is my sister."
The man nodded and smiled, "Since my younger sister, as an assistant, was able to recognize this lotus herb at a glance, I believe my elder sister must be even more knowledgeable and skilled in medicine. I wonder where your teacher came from?"
Song Fei felt embarrassed when she was praised by the man.
Where does the teacher come from?
Song Ci continued, "Our father is a Chinese medicine doctor. He's not from a famous family, but just a barefoot doctor in the countryside."
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