Simple, simple, with the windows fully open, and some fresh orchids in the room, the smell is diffuse, but not strong.

At the beginning, there are covered memorial tablets in front of the table. There are a pair of portraits on the wall of the room. Some of them are old and some are more modern. However, it feels a little strange.

If it was ancient times, it would have been the ancestral hall for worshipping ancestors. But this year, in the middle of downtown, such a place suddenly appeared, which made her feel a little difficult to calm down.

"Scared you?" Professor Mo raised his eyebrows and asked.

Just in the car so breathtaking moment did not see Jing Yunzhao so look.

"This is..."

"There are all the ancestors of the crane hall. The current owner of the clinic is the only descendant of the crane hall. As for the crane Hall Forget it, it's useless for you to know about it. " Professor Mo also felt that he was a little confused.

After seeing this scene, Yunzhao can't help but say something that shouldn't be said, which is too strange.

Jing Yunzhao looked up at the tablets. All of them were covered with black cloth. They looked gloomy. As for the pictures on the wall, they made him look more.

From ancient times to the present, the latest one is a woman who looks in her early twenties. The photo is black and white, and the woman's hair style should be the style of decades ago. The appearance is friendly and beautiful, and you can't help feeling good at a glance.

"Her name is Wenyue. If she is alive, she will be your grandmother." Professor Mo looked at the picture with a bit of nostalgia and complexity, and opened his mouth with a smile.

After that, he raised his feet and put three incense sticks on the tablets which could not be seen. Then he entered the inner room.

It's a strange place.

Jing Yunzhao only felt as if he had passed through, and an unreal feeling suddenly arose.

"Yufu." After entering the inner room, Professor Mo opened his mouth to the old woman with reading glasses in front of the table.

This woman is about 50 years old. Her face is cold and a little serious. When she sees Professor Mo, her eyes are filled with hatred.

"Mo Zhengyan, are you still alive?" The old woman said coldly.

Professor Mo sat down: "an old bone, it should be fast."

The old woman didn't look him in the eye at all. Jing Yunzhao was a little puzzled. This Mo Zhengyan was a very proud man in the old man Xu's mouth. But at the moment, he was like a counsellor. He was treated with such an attitude by the old woman, but he was still courteous and had no temper at all. It was more and more strange.

"What do you want to see me for? I remember telling you that you can't come here! " The old woman said again, with anger in her voice.

"The little girl said I'm not very well. I want to come to see you." Professor Mo said.

The old woman snorted coldly: "stretch out your hand."

Professor Mo put his wrist on the medicine pillow, which made Jing Yunzhao more confused. The old woman didn't hate Professor Mo very much. Why did she treat him so readily?

This is a complicated world.

"Liver depression and qi stagnation are not serious at present. I'll prescribe a few prescriptions and you can take them on time." The old woman's face remained the same.

Professor Mo was surprised to take back his hand and looked at Jing Yunzhao: "you are the right girl."

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