Chapter 778

Mu Qingge saw his desire to say and stop: "do you want to go back?"

"Well!"

Rong Qing's firm nod, said when looking at her deeply, "I prepare for a while, went back."

Mu Qingge droops his eyes and says nothing.

To be honest, Rong Qingzhi is a very good person. It's not true to say that he has no feelings these days. However, this kind of feelings is just the feelings of brother and sister. She regards him as her elder brother.

She understood that Rong Qingzhi had another idea.

Although Rong Qingzhi is a bit of a bohemian, he has a great sense of propriety and is always self-supporting. No matter what he says or what he does, he never goes beyond the thunder pool. He just treats her well.

And this kind of good is good with principle and propriety. It is not excessive, and it will not make people feel oppressed. She can't feel the pressure from him.

In Mu Qingge's opinion, his kindness to her is more like a kind of care, just like that of a brother to his sister, so it won't make people feel disgusted or repelled.

Such a person, mu Qingge can't hate him.

What's more, it would be much better to have one more person to support you. Especially during the time when you came here from Guyao mountain, it was very bumpy. If you were a person to escape like this, you would have to work several times harder.

During this time, she was grateful for his presence.

"Light song."

Rong Qing called her name for the first time in such a long time. He looked at her and said seriously, "how about I take you back to find your most important person?"

Mu Qingge's eyelids jump and he is about to speak when Lvyi rushes in and shouts: "young master, the 80 year old father of master song in the city suddenly falls down and twitches. Master song sends someone to ask you to go there quickly!"

Mu Qingge suddenly stood up and said to Rong Qing, "we'll talk about this next time. I'll go to song Fu to see his father."

Then, without waiting for Rong Qing to speak, he ran out in a hurry.

Rong Qingzhi looked at the door of her figure for a while. He didn't know whether it was sad or happy. At last, he turned into a shallow sigh.

Song's father has a high blood pressure and some blood vessels are blocked. He usually has a headache and convulsions, which can kill an old man. It's useless to find all the imperial doctors and doctors.

Until Mr. Song heard that there was a little doctor in the city. He was not annoyed to know that the little doctor had many rules. He personally brought his father to Mu Qingge. After seeing it once or twice, the situation was much better.

However, in the end, when we are old, many diseases do not break out unless they break out. Once they break out, we have to worry.

This time, the old man belongs to cerebral hemorrhage.

If it is the last life, mu Qingge can give him good treatment, can reduce the sequelae to the minimum, however, she has no tools in hand, although she rescued people back.

It's just that there's only half a life left.

The old man lay on the bed and could hardly move or speak.

Many old people have suffered from this kind of disease. Mr. Song lived to be 50 or 60 years old and saw a lot of them. It would be nice to know that he could be saved. He was very grateful to Mu Qingge and asked someone to send him back.

On the way back, mu Qingge thought all the way.

Rong Qingzhi said, take her back to find her most important person

Why does Rong Qingzhi suddenly say that? Before, he just said that he would take her back to Apocalypse. Did Rong Qingzhi know her and her relatives?

At the thought of this, mu Qingge suddenly shivered!

She felt guilty in an instant.

When she went back, she almost didn't want to enter. She was afraid that Rong Qingzhi would catch her and take her back.

However, when she went back, she was relieved to hear that Rong Qingzhi had already gone out.

In the next few days, Rong Qingzhi doesn't mention the matter of going back, and he seems to be more and more busy. Because of Mr. Song's father, mu Qingge will take time to look at the old man these days.

So although they lived under the same roof, they hardly met each other.

After a few days of treatment, song's father's condition has stabilized, and the sequelae has also weakened a lot. The old man can sit down, or stand up for a step or two, or even say a word or two sometimes.

Here, mu Qingge's treatment is over.

One day, on the way back from Song's house, she remembered that she had almost run out of oil paper for packing medicine bags. Then she took the lead to get off the carriage and let song's servants go back first.

The place where she got off was the main street of jueyan imperial city. From this street, there was a small street on the other side.

There are many food shops on both sides of the street, but most of them are grocery stores. There are two or three oil paper shops on the street.

In addition, there are all kinds of gadgets on the street, such as clay figurines, sugar melons, ice sugar gourds, pine nuts, cakes and so on, so many adults will bring their children here.

More than half of the dense crowd are children.

Walking one after another in the street, mu Qingge bought two stacks of oil paper and avoided it carefully for fear that she might accidentally bump into the child. However, she has eyes in front of her but not behind her.

Bang, a child bumped into her and gave her a dull hum.

When she looked back, she saw a five or six-year-old child wearing a soft brocade robe with a small face down and rubbing his forehead.

"Are you all right, son?"

Mu Qingge squatted down with the oil paper in his arms. After a careful look, he found that the child was pink carved jade, his eyes were dark and bright, his long eyelashes were twinkling, his lips were small, and he was as beautiful as a Jade Snow doll!

"Zhan'er doesn't hurt anymore."

The child rubbed his forehead and said softly.

"There are so many people here. Don't run so fast." At the sight of such a beautiful child, mu Qingge's heart is crisp. He reaches out his hand and touches the child's reddening forehead, blows it, and looks around: "Why are you alone, no one with you?"

"I came with my little uncle."

When the child said it, he raised his head and looked at mu Qingge's face.

Mu Qingge didn't find out and asked him, "where's your little uncle? I'll take you... "

"Mother Princess!"

The child cheered and jumped into her arms with joy!

Mu Qingge is half squatting. When he pours, he almost falls on the ground. He throws the oil paper on his hand and holds his hands on the ground to stabilize himself.

The child's soft hands tightly around her neck, crispy and coquettish: "mother Princess, mother Princess, it turns out that my father didn't cheat zhan'er, he said that as long as I come with my little uncle jueyan, I can see her!"

Mu Qingge was almost muddled. He came back to clear his throat. "That, little friend, I'm a man, not your mother's concubine..."