She amazed the world after the divorce

Gu Beixian did not send the photo to Lu Enqi, but called Lu Ning to ask for Mo He's address.

Because there are two doubts.

In the surveillance, Mo He's figure is much thinner than usual.

Furthermore, Mo He never wears a hat, even in winter, but in the surveillance screen, he comes in and out, all wearing a black hat on his head.

This is the summer, very abnormal.

Gu Beixian wanted to take a look at Mo He.

Mo He is Mo He, his family first, and Lu Enqi's boyfriend second.

Arrange things in the company.

Early the next morning, at dawn, Gu Beixian took his assistant and bodyguards and got on the plane to look for Mo He.

A flight of more than two hours.

After getting off the plane, Gu Beixian and his party took a car and arrived at the hotel where Mo He was staying.

The assistant knocks on the door.

To everyone's surprise, the person who opened the door was a young woman, about 26 and seven years old.

The woman was dressed simply and tall.

Long face, long eyebrows, high nose bridge, a clear and intelligent face of Yujie, no makeup is applied on the face, long black straight hair tied behind the head, neatly coiled, and meticulous.

Gu Beixian quickly recognized that she was the woman who appeared at the door of Mo He's room with a thermos bucket.

Gu Beixian said politely: "Hi, I'm looking for Mohe."

Huangfuchan asked: "May I ask who you are?"

"Gu Beixian, Mo He's elder brother, is from Kyoto."

Mo He, who was lying on the bed getting needles, heard Gu Beixian's voice, quickly pulled out the needle on his head, grabbed the hat on the bedside table, put it on his head, and pulled out the needles on his back and legs...

Gu Beixian had already walked in.

Mo He stopped pulling out the needle, his pale face was stunned, his beautiful starry eyes looked at Gu Beixian motionlessly, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Gu Beixian walked to the bed.

With dark eyes, he stared at Mo He quietly, Gu Beixian remained calm on the surface, but his heart was full of turmoil, mixed with bursts of sadness.

I haven't seen him for more than ten days. Mo He is very thin, even thinner than he looks on the surveillance.

There is only a thin layer of skin left on the cheeks, and the line of the jaw is like a knife.

Make the facial features more three-dimensional.

Gu Beixian said, "Why are you so thin? You didn't take the tonic that Yifeng brought you last time?"

Seeing that he couldn't hide it any longer, Mo He had no choice but to say: "The deficiency cannot be supplemented, and I have been taking traditional Chinese medicine recently, which will conflict with those supplements that are powerful, so I have stopped."

Gu Beixian looked at Huangfuchan, "Are you his doctor?"

Huangfuchan smiled, "Yes, our ancestral Chinese medicine is a real Chinese medicine, not the kind that sells dog skin plasters on the street."

She took out a business card from her bag and handed it to Gu Beixian, "If you need it, you can call me. My ancestor is Huang Fumi, the 'father of acupuncture and moxibustion'."

Gu Beixian reached out to take the business card and glanced down.

It is indeed a doctor.

The seven big characters of "Huangfu Family Traditional Chinese Medicine Museum" lie on the antique business card paper.

Gu Beixian secretly rejoiced that it was fortunate that he came, otherwise the misunderstanding would be big.

Looking back, he glanced at Mo He, Gu Beixian looked at him and the bed carefully, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a few strands of white hair on the white pillow of the hotel.

Look closely, it really is white hair.

That white hair was the same color as the pillow, but if his heart was a little thicker, he ignored it.

Gu Beixian's gaze fell to the hat on Mo He's head.

Understood.

This kid has white hair!

Fearing that everyone would be worried, to be precise, Lu Enqi would be worried, he hid here alone for treatment.

Gu Beixian wanted to call him stupid, but felt sorry for him.

People who are too sensible are always lovable.

Gu Beixian said in a deep voice: "You take good care of your injuries, don't worry, I won't tell Enqi."

Mo He's tense pale face relaxed slightly, and his heart fell back into his chest, for fear that Gu Beixian would tell Lu Enqi.

Lu Enqi rushed over after hearing the news, and seeing his haggard appearance, he must be very disappointed.

After all, what she loves the most is his face.

Gu Beixian raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "You continue to get the needles. My assistant booked a room for me. I'll go change clothes and rest for a while. After you finish acupuncture, we'll go out for dinner."

Mo He responded and said, "Don't tell Uncle Lu and Yifeng either. If Yifeng knows, Enqi will know too."

Gu Beixian thought to himself, this kid knows his apprentice quite well.

He slightly hooked his lips, "Okay."

After Gu Beixian left, Huangfuchan sterilized the needle that Mohe had pulled out, stuck it on him again, lit the moxa stick, and gave him moxibustion.

Mo He raised his hand to caress the white hair hanging down his shoulders, and asked, "Doctor, can I dye my hair?"

Huangfuchan put on a clear face, and said in a serious tone: "No. Most of the hair dyes are chemical ingredients. Your body is already weak, you have lost both Qi and blood, your immunity is low, and your meridians are disordered. At this time, when you dye your hair, the chemical dyes will invade along the hair follicles. Your scalp and blood will destroy your meridians, cause various diseases, and make things worse. There is still a glimmer of hope to be cured. If you dye your hair at this time, then you will have to rely on hair dye for the rest of your life. Relying on hair dye for the rest of your life is a small matter, in case it causes other diseases. Disease is a big deal.”

Mo He pursed his lips and remained silent.

After the needle was done, Mohe took a rest for a while.

Gu Beixian came to take him to a nearby Chinese restaurant for dinner.

Huangfuchan excused that she still had a patient and left.

Noon is meal time.

The restaurant was very lively, but Mo He was very quiet, sitting there holding chopsticks, picking up very little food, eating very little, with a lonely expression, full of thoughts.

Gu Beixian suddenly felt that he was like the boy who came to his home at the beginning of the year.

Lonely and helpless.

The only difference is that the boy back then was so funny and funny, he would cry when his heart hurt, he would embarrass others to achieve his own goals, and he didn't think much about others.

Today's Mo He only thinks about others, and swallows all the bitter fruits silently.

My heart hurts and I won't cry anymore, let alone talk.

Gu Beixian picked up food for him with serving chopsticks.

Mo He raised his lips slightly at him, "Brother Xian, you can eat by yourself, don't worry about me. A few days ago, I made up too much, and my appetite was a bit greasy."

Gu Beixian felt guilty, "At that time, I should have found you a doctor of Chinese medicine, instead of blindly tonic."

"It's not your fault, it's my fault for being too impatient and doing my exercises without authorization, which damaged my meridians."

After dinner.

Gu Beixian asked the bodyguard to send Mo He back to rest.

According to the business card given by Huangfuchan, he came to Huangfu's Chinese medicine clinic.

There were a lot of people queuing up for consultation, which showed that Huangfu Chan was not a quack doctor.

Gu Beixian asked his assistant to find nearby people and inquired about this traditional Chinese medicine clinic, which indeed has a history of practicing medicine for a hundred years.

Go to the second floor of the medical hall.

When Gu Beixian saw Huangfuchan, he said, "Miss Huangfu, please help take care of Mohe's body. He is my family and is very important to us."

The assistant opened the black lockbox in his hand, and pushed it in front of Huangfuchan.

The pink notes radiated a gentle light in the lockbox.

At least one million.

No one can resist that pink.

Huangfuchan shook her head with a smile, pushed the password box back, straightened her posture and said, "Mohe's master, Daoist Moxuan, was kind to our Huangfu family during his lifetime. My grandfather and the others have always wanted to repay the kindness of the priest, but they have no chance. Now that ink cartridges come to your door for medical treatment, it is our best chance to repay your kindness, how can we collect your money? It is easy to pay back the money owed, but it is difficult to pay back the debt of favor. We must pay back this debt of favor, and the money will not be collected."

Gu Beixian narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at her for a moment.

When I met her for the first time, I didn't know much about her.

But from this few words, it can be inferred that she is not a person with bad intentions, at least she will not hurt Mo He.