Chapter 765

Simple, simple, the windows open, the room also put some fresh orchids, the smell is diffuse, but not thick.

At the beginning of the entrance, the covered memorial tablets were placed in front of the table. A pair of portraits were hung on the wall of the room. Some of them were old and some were more modern, but no matter how, the middle part felt strange.

If it's ancient times, it should be the ancestral hall for sacrifice. But this year, it's in the downtown area, and suddenly such a place appears, which makes her mood a little hard to calm.

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

I didn't see jingyunzhao look like this in such a breathtaking moment.

"This is..."

"All of them are the ancestors of xianhetang. The owner of this clinic is the only descendant of xianhetang. As for xianhetang Forget it. It's no use knowing about your kids. " Professor Mo also felt that he was somehow baffled.

It's so strange that I can't help saying something I shouldn't say again and again after seeing this view of Yunzhao.

Jingyunzhao looks up at the memorial tablets, all of which are covered with black cloth. It looks gloomy. As for the pictures on the wall, jingyunzhao's people can't help looking at them more.

There are men and women in the portraits, some of them are hairy and childlike, some of them look like immortals. From ancient times to the present, the latest one is a woman in her early twenties. The photos are black and white, and the hair style of a woman 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 Wen Yue. If she lives, she will be able to be your grandma." Professor Mo looked at the picture with a kind of nostalgia and complexity and smiled.

Finish saying, raise feet to walk to, to this pile of can't see the name of the memorial tablet on three incense, this just enter the inner room.

It's a strange place.

Jingyunzhao only felt as if he had passed through, and a sense of unreality came into being.

"Yufu." After entering the inner room, Professor Mo said to the old woman with reading glasses in front of the desk.

The woman was about fifty years old. Her face was cold and a little serious. When she saw Professor Mo, her eyes were full of 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 puzzled. Mo Zhengyan was a very proud man in old Xu's mouth, but at this moment, he was like a counselor. He was treated like this by the old woman, but he was still flattering. He had no temper at all. It was more and more strange.

"What can I do for you? I remember telling you that you can't come here! " The old woman said again, her voice angry.

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

The old woman snorted coldly, "reach out."

Professor Mo cooperates to put his wrist on the medicine pillow. Jing Yunzhao is more confused. This old woman doesn't hate Professor Mo very much. Why is she very happy to see a doctor for him?

The world of the older generation is really complicated.

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

Professor Mo took back his hand in surprise and looked at Jing Yunzhao. "You are the right girl."