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His fists were clenched and his voice was full of impatience.

The good mood was ruined by this old woman.

Zhao Yang showed displeasure, and his voice had a chilling chill, exuding an aura that meant no strangers should enter.

"What are you doing here?"

She was still very aggressive just now, but when Old Mrs. Lin saw Zhao Yang's momentum, she instantly shrunk.

She paused in her heart, thinking that her submissive daughter-in-law, who only knew how to cry, seemed to be a different person after giving birth, and she was filled with doubts.

Thinking that she had also been infected with the plague, Old Mrs. Lin became furious and cursed: "You loser, you yourself have infected the people in our village with the plague!"

"You're a bastard! A scourge!"

"It is because of you that so many people in our village are infected with the plague."

Hearing Mrs. Lin's curse, the surrounding neighbors surrounded the door of Zhao Yang's house one after another in order to come over.

He started pointing at Zhao Yang.

"It's the plague she spreads to everyone."

"It is indeed a disaster star. No wonder he is not afraid of haunted houses. He is a monster himself."

"He's just infected with the plague and still running around."

The people around him also echoed, whispering to Zhao Yang with their fingers one by one.

It's just that their whispering voices were particularly loud, and they all reached Zhao Yang's ears.

Zhao Yang shook his rolled-up sleeves and stroked the ashes on his body.

"How did you know I had the plague?"

Old Mrs. Lin seemed to feel emboldened after hearing this, and took a step forward with her legs crossed.He pointed at Zhao Yang with his chin and squinted at Zhao Yang.

"Oh, two days ago, you went to the market. You were coughing all the way. Isn't this because you were infected with the plague?"

Facing this group of people, if Zhao Yang told them that he was Fenghan, they would definitely not believe it.

The noise from these people made her head hurt, and she raised her hand to rub her temples.

She seemed helpless, and just as she was about to speak, Lin Qingchen's clear voice reached her ears.

"You are infected with the plague, but don't infect us. Stay away from her. She just has a cold."

Lin Qingchen dragged his legs slowly to the entrance of the courtyard, holding a stick in his hand to protect Zhao Yang behind him.He had broad shoulders, a tall figure, and was as strong as a wall, making Zhao Yang feel extremely safe behind him.

He took advantage of the situation and drove the crowd a foot away.

His leg hadn't healed yet, and there was a dull pain when he walked.There were thin beads of sweat on his back and forehead.

Among them, Sister-in-law Lin secretly glanced at Lin Qingchen from the corner of her eye and swallowed unconsciously.

He shouted in a rough voice, "You said Feng Han is Feng Han? Why should we believe you!"

Zhao Yang and both of them saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

I was about to release the wolf cub. After feeding it for so many days, I didn’t know if it was done yet.Although the risk is very high, if these people continue to make trouble like this, she will not be able to survive.

Lin Qingchen immediately understood what Zhao Yang meant and nodded helplessly.

At this time, Uncle Zhao rushed to the front of the crowd out of breath.

I was out of breath, holding my knees with my hands - breathing heavily.

Zhao Qiang, who had been following Uncle Zhao all the way, supported him and patted Uncle Zhao on his back with his other hand.

Everyone looked at Uncle Zhao who rushed over, and Zhao Yang and Lin Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief.

A group of people stared at Uncle Zhao, looking at me and you, wondering why Uncle Zhao suddenly appeared.

"What are you doing? Zhao Yang is my apprentice. Am I going to let her harm you?"

You know, Zhao Yang is his most proud disciple. The prescription for treating wind-cold given to him a few days ago is indeed suitable for most patients with wind-cold. He directly picked up the medicine in advance and waited for the patients with wind-cold to come. Get medicine.

This greatly reduced his workload, and the apprentice received a really good salary.

We cannot allow these people to slander and abuse us.

Uncle Zhao's throat was filled with smoke as we drove all the way here. He cleared his throat and continued to speak: "The plague has already started to break out in the neighboring counties. Instead of thinking about how to help the fellow villagers overcome this crisis, you came to me instead." You have a disciple, what are you going to do?"

Hearing this, Mrs. Lin was unconvinced and continued to ask, "Then her coughing all the time isn't a symptom of the plague?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Yang and Lin Qingchen laughed angrily and burst into laughter.

Uncle Zhao's neck turned red with anger at Sister Lin's words: "Ignorant woman, there are many causes of cough, and coughing is not only caused by the plague."

Mrs. Lin touched her nose angrily and retreated into the crowd in silence. Seeing that she had been humiliated by her eldest daughter-in-law again, Mrs. Lin felt even worse mentally.

This stupid woman knows how to cheat and cheat all day long. When she doesn't do business, she only knows how to provoke her to embarrass herself.

Uncle Zhao saw that half of the village came to watch the fun. He would use this time to teach the villagers some preventive knowledge.

"The plague in our village is not serious now. If there are dead animals such as rats and cockroaches in the house, you must wear a veil to clean them up. You should also cover your mouth and nose when you sneeze. You should have more ventilation at home. If you are infected Get medical treatment promptly..."

After hearing Uncle Zhao's words, Zhao Yang thought that people in ancient times had already taken precautions against epidemics. It seemed that she had underestimated the wisdom of the ancients.

Just simple popular science is not enough. It was probably still in the early stages of the plague at this time, and there was no particularly difficult-to-treat virus.

However, with the medical conditions at this time, a small cold could kill someone, let alone the plague.

Although the current plague cannot trouble her, if too many people are infected, she will be very tired.

Lin Qingchen looked at Zhao Yang with a hint of worry in his eyes. He knew that Zhao Yang was a skilled doctor and she couldn't bear the crowd.

After Uncle Zhao finished speaking, he was almost speechless.

I quickly dismissed the crowd and wanted to go inside to get a drink of water, but my calves were trembling when I looked at the wolf in the yard.

"It's okay, he's very well-behaved and doesn't bite."

Finally, Zhao Yang helped the shivering Uncle Zhao to the main room to sit and rest. Lin Qingchen brought him a bowl of water and went to read by the window.

Picking up the bowl, Uncle Zhao finished it in one gulp.

He placed the bowl heavily on the table, patted his thigh and said, "Happy!"

I just wanted to praise Zhao Yang for his superb medical skills and helping him solve so many troubles.

Lin Youer took small steps and ran up to Uncle Zhao and called out sweetly, "Grandpa Zhao."

The two little arms are round and white, like two tender lotus roots that have just emerged from the water. The little hands are like the tips of new bamboo shoots stirred together. The cute tiger teeth are exposed on the face, and the big eyes are like stars in the sky.

Looking at the cute and well-behaved Lin You'er, Uncle Zhao's smile straightened up, and he patted Lin You'er's head with his hand, "You're so good."