Chapter 245: Separation (first change)

"A disease that makes people ugly?" Liu Lang said suspiciously.
"This is a genetic disease of our Mo family. Regardless of men and women, once they are over twenty-five years old, they will have a 50% chance of getting sick. After getting sick, their appearance will become very ugly. The human skin mask in my hand is Researched by several generations of Mo family members, the purpose is to make people who are sick look normal. In another one or two years, I may become like my sister, inhuman and ghost, and even rejected by the closest people. "Mo Ziyan's eyes are full of sadness.
"After the onset, do you live less than forty years old?" Liu Lang asked in a deep voice after Mo Ziyan described the strange disease.
Mo Ziyan suddenly looked surprised, "How do you know?"
"If I'm not wrong, this disease inherited from your family is called hemorrhagic disease." Liu Lang hesitated and said.
"Separation?" Mo Ziyan was taken aback when she heard this unusually unfamiliar name.
"This is a blood-borne disease, which is extremely rare. However, I have seen related records in an ancient medical book." Of course, Liu Lang would not tell Mo Ziyan. The so-called ancient medical book is long lost. "The Green Bag Book".
"Does the medical book say how to treat it?" Mo Ziyan suddenly became excited and looked at Liu Lang expectantly.
This kind of strange disease has plagued the Mo family for hundreds of years. Almost all famous doctors at home and abroad have been hired. But no doctor can cure this strange disease, and no one can even name the strange disease.
Liu Lang's words just now undoubtedly gave Mo Family a glimmer of light in the dark.
"The treatment method is also described in medical books, but it is extremely difficult to actually implement it. Of course, it is not hopeless." Liu Lang thought about the wording.
The reason for saying this is because there are a few medicinal materials in the treatment prescriptions given in the "Qing Sang Shu", which are extremely rare, and Liu Lang is not sure whether he can find them.
"Tell me how to cure it. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I won't give up." Mo Ziyan's eyes beamed. This is about the lives of countless relatives and even her own. How could she not care about it.
"Let me take a look at the relatives in your family who are already ill. Verbal descriptions alone are not enough to make a diagnosis. If I make a mistake, wouldn't it be time to be happy." Although the symptoms of hemorrhagic disease are very special , It can even be said to be unique, but without seeing the patient with his own eyes, Liu Lang cannot guarantee that the Mo family suffers from hemorrhagic disease. In case of painstaking efforts to gather the prescriptions, they find that it is not hemorrhagic Oolong can be a big trouble.
"You are right. There will be a flight to Wangdu at 11 o'clock this evening. I will book the ticket now." Mo Ziyan searched the tablet and said impatiently.
"Don't worry about it?" Liu Lang couldn't help but doubt. It's already more than eight o'clock in the evening, and it's less than three hours before the plane takes off. If you really want to take a plane, you have to rush to the airport without stopping. This is too rush.
"Sorry, I'm so excited. Why don't you take the plane tomorrow?" Mo Ziyan wanted to say, it's not that your family is sick, of course you are not in a hurry, but when the words came to your lips, you swallowed it back. Liu Lang owed her favor, but she wanted Liu Lang.
"Then take the plane tomorrow!" In fact, Liu Lang can understand Mo Ziyan's feelings, but he has only read it once about hemorrhagic disease. Without in-depth research, he rashly went over to see others. If something goes wrong, always prepare in advance.
"Then I'll book a ticket for tomorrow morning." Mo Ziyan nodded happily, then bit her lip and said: "Liu Lang, if you can really cure the strange disease that has plagued our Mo family for hundreds of years, you are our Mo family's. Great benefactor, in the future, I will unconditionally promise you whatever you ask me to do."
"Uh……"
Liu Lang was surprised. Is Mo Ziyan implying something? But seeing Mo Ziyan's pure eyes, he immediately realized that he was thinking too much.
Early the next morning, the two met again at Nanshan International Airport and boarded the flight to Wangdu together.
Mo Ziyan's hometown is in Wangdu.
Wangdu is about a thousand kilometers away from Nanshan. It is the capital of Shanbei Province. It has a developed economy and a large population. It is not even better than Nanshan. If the total economic output is alone, it is second only to a few municipalities.
There was no word on the way. At ten o'clock in the morning, the plane landed safely at Wangdu International Airport.
"Second Miss, you are back." As soon as he left the terminal, a middle-aged man in black greeted him and said respectfully to Mo Ziyan.
"Uncle Gen, where is the car?" Mo Ziyan nodded and asked.
"Please follow me!" The middle-aged man led the way, and soon he could not reach a Rolls-Royce not far away. He let Mo Ziyan and Liu Lang get in the car, and then he took the driving seat. Started the car.
Obviously, Mo Ziyan's family background is very good, and all such judgments are not only because of a luxury car, but also the person who drives the luxury car.
Liu Lang vaguely felt the breath of a cultivator from the middle-aged man driving.
If he guessed correctly, this middle-aged man should be a cultivator of Body Tempering Realm. As for the early stage of Body Tempering Realm or the middle stage, it is difficult to judge, but it should not reach the latter stage of Body Tempering Realm. Because if it was the late stage of Body Tempering Realm, Liu Lang should feel a little bit of pressure.
This middle-aged man was the first cultivator Liu Lang had ever seen besides his eldest sister Yamato Ono. Although Wu Shang was tyrannical, it was because of his natural divine power, not the result of his cultivation.
With such strength as a driver in Mo's family, Mo's background is worth considering.
While Liu Lang thought secretly, Rolls-Royce had steadily drove onto the Wangdu Outer Ring Expressway.
"Uncle Gen, is my dad back?"
"Yesterday, I contacted the patriarch as soon as I received the news from the second young lady. The patriarch has rushed back to Wangdu overnight and is now waiting for you at home." The middle-aged man called Uncle Gen replied while driving.
"That's good." Mo Ziyan nodded and stopped talking.
An hour later, Rolls-Royce drove into a quaint manor.
The manor is so big that after the car entered the gate, it took another five minutes to stop. Even Liu Lang, who has seen the world, can’t help but be speechless. Not to mention Nanshan, even Jiangbei Province does not have such a huge manor. .
"Let's go in!" After getting out of the car, Mo Ziyan smiled at Liu Lang, then led the way, leading Liu Lang to a three-story building.
"Isn't this Zi Yan? I haven't seen each other for a few years. How can you lead a wild man to the house like your sister?"
Liu Lang and Mo Ziyan just walked to the small building, and before they could get in, a discordant voice came from behind them.