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Chapter 213 The end of Ye Shan's family, meeting with the leader (5)
Ye Chen got into the car, spread out the long skirt on the seat, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Mr. Chen, for taking a trip in person."

The guard Chen looked at Ye Chen curiously without any trace, his eyes were faintly approving, and he said with a smile: "Miss Ye, you are welcome, let's go first."

Ye Chen smiled and nodded, without saying a word.

The car passed through the bustling and noisy street, turned into a small alley, and twisted in the alley. After a while, it arrived at a very ordinary-looking compound.

At the gate of the compound stood two ordinary-looking soldiers with a very upright posture, holding guns in their hands.

Guard Chen drove the car to the door, rolled down the window, and said to the two soldiers, "Mr. Mo picked him up."

The two soldiers glanced at Ye Chen and said respectfully, "Old Chen, please come in."

Only then did Guard Chen drive the car in, and Ye Chen looked out the car window.

The compound looks ordinary from the outside, but it is very spacious inside, with multiple depths and grandeur.The house looks a little old, and the scale of its decoration is still the palace left by the former Qing Dynasty.

Among them is a garden with a small lotus pond. The lotus in it has withered, leaving only a lake of still water.Beside the lotus pond is a yard, in which there is a sycamore tree that is as green as a cover.

There is a set of stone tables and benches under the tree, a set of purple sand tea sets are placed on the edge of the table, and an old man is sitting on the bench.

Guard Chen stopped after bringing Ye Chen here, and said, "Miss Ye, Mr. Mo is right there."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and strode away with loose posture.

Ye Chen looked at the old man, six to seventy years old, wearing a black Tang suit, short hair, gray temples, stern face, expressionless face, deep nasolabial folds, he usually likes to give orders.

The old man sat like that, with his back straight.

The old man looked over and stared at Ye Chen.

Those eagle-like eyes seemed to be covered with a weight of ten thousand hectares, pressing down from the back, making people feel the weight on the shoulders, and couldn't help but want to bend down and lower their heads.

But Ye Chen stood still, standing upright, with a handsome figure like a bamboo, looking at the old man without any fear.

The autumn wind rolled up the skirt and blew the blue hair.

Ye Chen was standing, half of the autumn colors covered her face and dyed her temple hair.

She was standing, half of her eyes were full of water, but there was a line of sword hidden inside.

The old man's eyes moved, his majestic eyebrows raised, he slapped the stone table suddenly, and shouted: "Okay!"

The word "good" came out of nowhere.

Ye Chen knew why, and looked at the old man with a smile, without saying a word.

The old man spoke with a loud voice, full of air: "You are the little girl who defeated those bastards in country A."

Ye Chen smiled slightly, and replied humbly: "It's just a fluke, nothing to worry about."

The old man nodded slightly to this answer, and said loudly: "Become famous at a young age, neither arrogant nor impatient, and have a lot of concentration."

Ye Chen smiled and nodded, without saying a word.

The old man asked again: "Little girl, what's your name?"

"Ye Chen."

"how old are you?"

"fourteen."

"Where are you from?"

"Jiangcheng, Northern Province."

The old man touched his chin suddenly, as if recalling: "Jiangcheng, Northern Province, I stayed there for a few years when I was young, but when I think about it, I haven't been there for decades."

He suddenly asked Ye Chen: "Is the racetrack in Jiangbei still there?"

Ye Chen replied with a smile: "It was demolished a few years ago, but now it has been built into a park."

One old and one young, one question and one answer, the old man actually started the routine with Ye Chen like this, without mentioning the purpose of calling Ye Chen today.

Ye Chen was not in a hurry, he smiled and talked enthusiastically with the old man about the changes in Jiangcheng over the years, and sighed at the old man.

After a while, the old man stroked his chin and asked in a pretentious manner, "Little girl, are you not curious about the reason why I called you here today?"

Ye Chen smiled and said lightly: "Old Mo will tell me when he wants to talk, won't he?"

Mo Lao laughed and slapped the table, causing the tea on it to splash a lot.

"It's such an interesting little doll, don't call me old Mo Lao, I think your doll is cute, so you can call me Grandpa Mo."

Ye Chen's eyes brightened slightly, knowing that Mr. Mo recognized him, he opened his mouth and called, "Grandpa Mo is good."

Mo Lao responded, narrowed his eyes with a smile, and talked a lot with Ye Chendong.

At the end, he finally opened his mouth and said: "Chen girl, this time, I invite you to come over, but there is actually something else."

Ye Chen raised his eyes to look at Mo Lao, his eyes flickered slightly, motioning for him to continue.

Mr. Mo sighed, his eyebrows straightened, and he said, "I have an old friend whose identity has to be kept secret for the time being. He has some health problems, and many doctors can't help him. I heard that you are in the Chinese Medical Elite Competition He performed well in the middle school, so I want you to show him, what do you think?"

Ye Chen's eyes darkened slightly, his lips pursed, thinking.

The identity of Mo Lao's old friend has to be kept secret.

Must be someone important in the country.

There is something wrong with such an important identity, and so many doctors have not been cured.

Explain that this disease is difficult to cure.

However, this opportunity is rare.

She barely hesitated, and said with a smile: "Grandpa Mo, I can't guarantee that it will be cured, but I am willing to do my best."

Mo Laowei nodded, and said, "I didn't intend for you to be cured, as long as you try your best. Whether you can be cured or not depends on the fate of that old guy."

Ye Chen listened to Mo Lao's words rather desolate, and his heart moved, the relationship between this old man and Mo Lao was quite unusual.

While the two were talking, a voice came in from the door: "Grandpa? Do you have guests?"

As he said that, a person came in from the gate of the courtyard.

The man came in the morning light, stepping over the broken golden dots.

Tall and tall, he was dressed in snow-white casual clothes, and the autumn wind blew up his clothes, making him feel a little rustling.

He strode like a star, his facial features were more delicate than girls', his complexion was as cold as ice, and he was absolutely unparalleled.

He just stood like that, but behind him seemed to be dyed with a round of moonlight, bright white and blue light.

The warm sunlight poured down from the side, outlining the delicate outline of half of his face, which was somewhat chilled.

"It's you?"

"Why are you here?"

Two exclamations sounded at the same time.

The person who came was actually Mo Jue who had met several times in the Chinese Medicine Elite Competition.

At that time, Mo Jue disappeared after the match with Morishita Kabei, and he did not come to the finals on the second day. Counting it, Ye Chen and him did not meet many times.

Unexpectedly, this Mo Jue's identity is so mysterious, he is actually the grandson of Mo Lao.

Only then did Ye Chen smile and greet the people who came, "Long time no see."

(End of this chapter)