Urban Omnipotent Son-in-law

The old man asked lightly.    

Mo Nan quickly shook his head.    

"Alright, let's get down to business." The old man snorted and took out an invitation letter. He handed it over and said,    

"There will be a medical seminar in the province for a period of time, mainly to nurture young people."    

"I was fortunate enough to be invited to attend a few lectures."    

"But I'm already at this age. Unlike you youngsters who can run, I'm planning to find someone to go over for me. I was supposed to go to school, but since you're back..."    

The old man threw the invitation letter to Mo Nan. It was obvious what he meant.    

Me? "    

Mo Nan opened his eyes wide and asked with uncertainty.    

He remembered what Zhang Xueshu said to the old man. He didn't want to offend anyone. Secondly, he wasn't interested in the seminar.    

Thus, he hesitated and said, "Why don't we let the one surnamed Zhang go?"    

"If you want to go, then go!"    

The old man suddenly became serious and said word by word.    

"These years, you have brought many students. You are the one with the best talent and learned the most. If you don't go, who will?"    

"You can shirk other things, but not this one!"    

"TCM is not like Western medicine. There is not much room for self-study. We have to rely on the older generation to teach us. The things left behind by the old ancestor can't be allowed. I also can't allow it to be cut off in my generation."    

As the old man spoke, he suddenly became excited.    

Mo Nan was silent for a moment.    

He didn't really care about the inheritance, not to mention that the old man had many peaches and plums in the world. He had already taught what needed to be taught. However, the old man had already said so. If he refused again, it would be a bit too much.    

"Alright."    

Mo Nan said bitterly, "I will do what I have to do. Tell your student that I asked him to do it."    

"You can tell at a glance that the kid is not a scheming person. Later, don't hold a grudge against you."    

"Humph."    

Old Master Ling nodded in satisfaction when he heard him agree. Then, he said with a cold face, "Alright.    

"Why do you care about him? He better know his own limits. Compared to your talent, he..."    

The old man wanted to say something but stopped himself. Then he sighed and stared at Mo Nan with disappointment.    

In terms of talent, Mo Nan was the best he had ever seen. In just three short years in the training camp, Mo Nan had learned all the accumulated knowledge he had accumulated in his life.    

If Stinky could continue on the path of medicine, his future achievements would definitely be higher than his. He was so talented that even he was jealous.    

However, Mo Nan only studied medicine to cope with the training camp's curriculum, which made him helpless.    

He tried to persuade Mo Nan for a while, but when he saw that Mo Nan was just fooling around, he could only say firmly,    

"It's settled then. You must go to the seminar half a month later."    

"I will go. I will go."    

Mo Nan said with a smile.    

After that, the two chatted for a while. Mrs Fang prepared lunch and came to the house to call for someone.    

Mo Nan quickly got up and supported Old Master Ling.    

The old man put his hand on his wrist with a clear conscience.    

The huge table was full of dishes. Unfortunately, he did not see anyone else. Mo Nan sat down on the table and asked curiously,    

Where are Uncle Ling and Little Girl Ling?"    

"Your Uncle Ling went on a business trip to another province. He won't be here at noon."    

"As for Wu..."    

Mrs Fang subconsciously wanted to call out her daughter's name. When the words were about to come out of her mouth, she only reacted to one thing. She turned around and said with a faint smile.    

"Nannan went to work."    

"Alright, two fellows who don't belong to the Gu family, you don't care what they do. Eat the dishes and quickly taste Mrs Fang's cooking skills. I wonder if they have regressed in these years?"    

"Okay."    

Mo Nan did not sense anything wrong and happily cooked at the table.    

After lunch, he cleaned up the dishes with Mrs Fang. He stayed for a while and prepared to leave.    

After exiting the door, Mrs Fang, who rushed out to see him off, waved her hand. After walking a distance, his face suddenly fell.    

"It's over."    

Mo Nan muttered with a sad face.    

"Ling Wushuang is really the Ling girl. Mrs Fang is really too. She still kept this kind of thing from me..."    

What do we do?    

Two big question marks flashed across old rascal's heart.    

He really did not know how to face the little girl from back then. It was really what she did back then. Now that he thought about it, he felt extremely embarrassed.    

However, looking at Ling Wushuang's recent attitude, she did not have any intention of settling the score with him. She should have forgotten about the past, right?    

"Probably..."    

Mo Nan let out a long sigh.    

His heart was as clear as a mirror. If Ling Wushuang had really forgotten about what happened back then, why didn't she just tell him who she was?    

He stood in place and pondered for a long time before he made a decision.    

Since Ling Er wanted to play hide-and-seek with him, then he would accompany her and save himself the embarrassment of saying it out loud.    

Thinking of this, he became happy again.    

"What should I say or not, the little girl is really well developed now, I can't even recognize her..."    

As they walked out of the alley, Mo Nan was about to get into the car when a few car horns suddenly came from behind him.    

He turned his head impatiently. Just as he was about to scold someone, he saw the person sitting in the car clearly.    

Zhang Xueshu waved at him and greeted him with good intentions.    

"Why hasn't this kid left yet?"    

Mo Nan didn't know what he was going to do, so he walked over.    

"Find a place to sit?" Zhang Xueshu asked.    

"No time. Let's talk here." Mo Nan curled his lips and said.    

"Okay, I'll just say it." Zhang Xueshu adjusted his glasses and pondered for a few seconds.    

"Did the old man tell you about the seminar?" he asked.    

"You may not know the importance of the seminar yet. All the famous experts and scholars in the country will come to discuss and teach in name. In fact, it is a group of old people who are not happy with each other. " So, they plan to take the opportunity to have a competition. "    

"This is related to the reputation of the teacher..."    

"So?"    

Mo Nan knew what he was going to say. He cut him off and even took out the invitation letter from his pocket and waved it.    

"Are you afraid that I will destroy the reputation that the old master has accumulated for most of his life?"    

"I guess so."    

He tried to remain calm.    

"I don't believe you," he said.    

Mo Nan sneered.    

"Let's not talk about competing with me. You didn't even learn half of the old man's skills. If you go, you will embarrass the old master even more."    

"What's more - do you really think that this young master is stupid?"    

"All the experts and scholars in the country will be here. Most of them are friends with Old Master Ling," the old man said.    

"When the time comes, as long as you show your face, everyone will know that you are the student that the old master values the most. What a good opportunity to show off..."    

"Hehe."    

Mo Nan put on an act and touched his chin. "Why should I give you such a good opportunity to pretend to be an idiot?"    

Zhang Xueshu's face was instantly covered with dark clouds. His face twitched a few times.    

He did not expect Mo Nan to see through all of this.    

So, there was no need for him to continue acting?