Farmer sister: Escape from wilderness and farm with Lingquan space

"Father!"

The young man rushed forward and was about to shake the patient's shoulders.

"Stop! Do you want to kill him?"

Qiao Ran shouted loudly, scaring the young man so much that he immediately retracted his hand.

"Miss Divine Doctor, may I ask what happened to my father...?"

He asked with a pale face.

Qiao Ran replied calmly:

"He has been poisoned by someone in his diet for a long time. Over time, the toxins accumulated in his body and slowly invaded his lungs. At a certain moment, the drugs triggered it and took his life. Fortunately, you fed him the antidote, so he was able to survive for the past ten days, but it can only last until today at most. If you had come half an hour later, the antidote would have lost its effect and he would have died immediately. Now I have forced out most of the toxins that accumulated in his body, and with the two antidote pills I just fed him, his life is no longer in danger. He will be awake soon and can walk tomorrow."

The young man cried with joy upon hearing this, and bowed to Qiao Ran:

"Thank you, Miss Miraculous Doctor! Thank you! I, Mo Heng, will never forget your great kindness!"

As he spoke, he took out something, held it in both hands above his head, and said sincerely:

"Miss Divine Doctor, this is my Mo Clan's identity token, given to you. If you need help from the Mo Clan in the future, just show the token in Baishui City. The Mo Clan will go through fire and water for you, no matter what."

"The Mo family?"

Qiao Ran looked at Mo Beihan.

Mo Beihan knew that she was in a state of dementia before she fled the famine and didn't know much about the outside world, so he explained in a low voice:

"The Mohist family is a well-known family in Da Yue and even in several neighboring countries. They specialize in the development of mechanical arts and the art of Qimen Dunjia, and are talents that countries are vying for. Unfortunately, their family motto is not to use what they have learned and created for wars between countries. Moreover, their family lives in seclusion in the mountains and has little contact with the outside world. It is difficult for outsiders to invite them out of the mountains. If you can get this token, you must make good use of it."

Qiao Ran nodded, understanding.

However, she didn't expect that there would be members of the Mo family in this time and space.

You should know that Mozi, the founder of the Mohist school, was a famous thinker, educator, scientist and military strategist during the Warring States Period.

But he not only promoted his political ideas and developed Mohism, he was also a master in instrument manufacturing, good at making tools and a great inventor.

I don’t know what this Mohist school has to do with Mozi.

Thinking of this, Qiao Ran asked in a low voice:

"Is there a person named Mozi in this Mohist school?"

"Mozi?"

Mo Beihan thought about it and shook his head:

"I don't know. The Mo family is very mysterious. The outside world only knows that this family has been passed down for hundreds of years, and the current head of the family is Mo Xuan."

Oh, no wonder!

Qiao Ran thought, no wonder Mo Heng dared to say that as long as she made a request, the Mo family would go through fire and water for her without hesitation, it turned out that it was because she saved the head of the Mo family!

And what Mo Heng said just now made everyone around who heard it envious.

The Mohist School! That mysterious and powerful family, the one that could not be persuaded to come out of seclusion even when envoys from various countries rushed to invite them with high positions and generous salaries!

I owe the Mo family a favor and get their promise, this is a great opportunity.

The acupuncturist and Caesar naturally also heard what Mo Heng said, and they regretted it so much that their intestines turned green.

I never expected that this plain-looking young man would be a member of the Mo family, and I never expected that the person lying on the stretcher, dying, would be the head of the Mo family!

If they had known this, they would not have tried to stop Qiao Ran from taking action.

No, I still have to stop it, and then heal it myself, then this token and this promise will be mine!

The acupuncturist and his apprentice regretted it deeply.

Qiao Ran was very happy, as it would never hurt to make friends with such a powerful family.

She reached out her hand, picked up the wooden token, and at the same time gave Mo Heng a helping hand:

"Mr. Mo, you don't have to be polite. Doctors are kind-hearted. Saving the dying and healing the wounded is our medical ethics."

After saying this, she deliberately glanced at the acupuncturist's apprentice, which made them even more frustrated.