Chapter 1792

His scolding was full of Zhongqi. He didn't look like a sick man.

Zhou Yi also finds it funny. It seems that his eldest brother has been looking for more doctors for him, which can be regarded as a conditioned reflex.

Mr. Mo doesn't have the same opinion with him, just like he didn't hear.

He also turned to take care of Zhou Yi, "Mr. Zhou, let's go to the room and have some tea first."

Then he took them to the room.

It is estimated that the other old friends have been used to it for a long time, and one of them advised, "OK, OK, hurry to play chess."

Second grandfather a listen to the other party's words, quickly sat down, "who also don't move, I just that move has not gone."

Then the crowd began to kill in the courtyard.

When he got to the room, Mr. Mo quickly asked Zhou Yi to sit down. "I'm really sorry to let you see the joke. My brother is such a virtue. He's no different from a good man when he doesn't get sick."

"What are his symptoms like? And when do you get sick? "

Zhou Yi asked.

Mr. Mo thought for a moment, "there's really no fixed time when he's sick. He feels like he's sick when he wants to, but the symptoms are really unified. Basically, he's biting what he sees, especially the red things. In the past, it was better. It didn't hurt people. I bitten two people in the past two years. "

"Bite what you see, isn't it a living thing he bites?" Zhou Yi spoke.

Mr. Mo said with certainty, "he doesn't bite if he's not alive. Sometimes when he's fed up with the blood of those animals, he will fall asleep directly and return to normal after waking up."

"I've been to the mental hospital several times, but I still haven't found any results."

"Yes, isn't it? The second grandfather's illness is frightening. He almost didn't bite me when he was a child." At this time, Mo Yu could not help but speak.

On hearing Mo Yu's words, Mo Jiang also said, "you were almost bitten. I didn't say anything when I was bitten."

"Where did I bite you?" Zhou Yi is quite curious.

"If he bites people or animals, he will bite my neck. At that time, I was wearing a big collar in winter. Otherwise, if he bites me, my neck will be broken by him." Mo Jiang is still worried.

Zhou Yi is also curious. When he came in, he didn't see anything unclean on the two grandfathers?

If it's a simple disease, how can it not be found out after going to a mental hospital?

Zhou Yi thinks that he has met something he shouldn't have.

In an hour.

The second grandfather in the yard is finally finished.

He happily went into the room and said with a smile, "you are all hungry. I'll cook for you."

Mo Yu quickly waved, "where can I use you? I'll do it. You can have a rest. "

Mo Yu winked at Mo Jiang.

Mo Jiang quickly put out his hand and pushed the second grandfather to the sofa, "just sit down, I'll help Mo Yu."

Second grandfather said with a smile, "OK, I'll give you a chance to be filial."

Mo Jiang and Mo Yu rushed to the kitchen to cook.

Leave three people in the room sitting on the sofa with big eyes and small eyes.

"Young man, you won't be cheated by him to see a doctor for me again. I can tell you that I really don't have any disease." A moment later, the second grandfather spoke.

Mr. Mo said, "I didn't say you were sick, but you can't have a look at your eccentricities? At that time, the chickens in the village will be killed by you. What will you do when people come to you? "

So, the second grandfather immediately honest.

He murmured in a low voice, "I don't have any other feelings, but I think the blood is good to drink."

"Do you think the blood is sweet?" Zhou Yi spoke at the right time.

The second grandfather thought very seriously, "he didn't drink any sweetness, but he thought it was very fragrant, just like drinking milk."

"I think you like drinking. You might as well contact the slaughterhouse directly and put some in the refrigerator to save you from going out and biting other people's living creatures." Mr. Mo's opinion has been raised more than once, but his younger brother just disagrees.

This time, I didn't agree. "I like the hot cup if I want to drink it. You put it in the refrigerator and freeze it. How can I drink it?"

"No, you just heat it up before you drink, isn't it?" Master Mo has thought about all the ways.

But his disciples still did not agree, "can that be a taste? New milk is different from heated milk

"Cough..." Mr. Mo was so angry that he coughed wildly.

Second grandfather may also think that he was wrong, so he quickly admitted, "I didn't mean to be angry with you, don't be angry."

As he said this, he came to give Mr. Mo a smooth breath.Mo didn't pay any attention to him. He looked back at Zhou Yi and said, "do you know if Mr. Zhou has any good solutions?"

Zhou Yi didn't shake his head or nod his head. Now he had to confirm something, so he said, "if you drink the cold blood, what will you do?"

"I don't know. I've never been in this situation." Second grandfather's answer is very honest.

"How often do you get sick?" Zhou Yi asked the last question today.

Mr. Mo quickly corrected, "it's not a disease, it's a quirk."

"If you ask me how long I want to drink blood, it depends on how much blood I drank last time."

"If you drank more last time, then this time, the impulse to drink blood will grow a lot, and vice versa." Second grandfather said.

Zhou Yi was lost in thought.

At least he has to see what it looks like when the other party is sick before he can draw a conclusion.

At this time, the kitchen's Mo brothers and sisters have finished the meal.

"Come to dinner, everyone!" Mo Jiang yelled because of their living room.

Then they got up and went to the restaurant.

These two young people are quite good. They can cook some home-made dishes. Although their appearance is average, they are quite good.

One of them is a dish of scrambled eggs with persimmons, red and yellow.

After several people sat down, the second grandfather's eyes swept around the whole table, and finally fell on the persimmon scrambled eggs.

I don't know why, the atmosphere of the whole restaurant suddenly became strange.

The weirdest one is the second grandfather.

Eyes staring at the persimmon scrambled eggs, staring at almost five seconds, directly under the hand.

Zhou Yi was stunned.

He only saw that the second grandfather directly grasped the scrambled eggs with tomatoes in his hand, and then began to eat them in big mouthfuls.

He didn't care whether the dishes were hot or not, but he kept eating until he ate all the red things on the bowl and table.

Then he took the bloody red tomatoes and looked up at Zhou Yi with stiff eyes.

In front of Zhou Yi, there is a plate of tomato sauce