After the truth came out, they begged me not to die.

"No!"

He Cang was in a trance for a moment, then he set up his weapon and shouted: "I don't believe you, the master will never do such a thing."

"My master is a kind man, there must be a misunderstanding here."

In his memory, since he opened his spiritual consciousness, he has been by the Lord's side, and he knows the Master's character very well.

Besides, the master was not bad to him. Their relationship was not like a superior-subordinate relationship, but more like... a father and son.

Therefore, no matter how these people tried to slander Chen Zun, He Cang categorically did not believe it. He only believed in what he saw and heard. Chen Zun was definitely not as bad as they said.

Ye Xiyue frowned and then sneered.

"Idiot, you are really hopeless."

Niu Dan also didn't expect He Cang to be so stubborn, so the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, eventually turning into a wry smile.

"He Cang, if you don't believe it, you will know after reading it. I just hope you can wake up soon and stop working for this vicious demon lord."

He Cang said coldly: "I will continue reading without you reminding me."

Having said this, everyone looked at He Cang coldly and stopped trying to persuade him.

When Zhao Lingyun heard this, she raised her head, her pretty face was full of tears and looked extremely weak.

It wasn't my brother who did it. You misunderstood him...

She wanted to defend Chen Zun, but just when she wanted to speak, she couldn't say a word.

She really didn't have the courage to mention what happened and what happened.

Inside, there was a dull pain.

Brother, I'm sorry for you...

……

Inside the mirror.

After Chen Zun lay in bed for a day, his condition improved.

On this day, He Zhang did not show up.

Wait until the next day.

He sat up from the bed, stretched his muscles, opened the door and walked out.

The sunlight was still fierce. When he came into contact with it, Chen Zun squinted his eyes and realized that he was in a side room of a small courtyard.

After Chen Zun closed the door, he turned around and walked out of the courtyard.

After walking through several corridors, I didn't see anyone, but I found that there were many wooden frames placed in the open space of the large garden, and there were some large dustpans made of bamboo strips on the shelves.

There were many herbs, animal skins and bones of different colors placed on each dustpan. Under the scorching sunshine, a strong medicinal fragrance floated everywhere in the garden.

It seems that He Zhang is not lying, he is indeed a doctor... Chen Zun thought so and continued to move forward.

When we were approaching the front yard, there was suddenly a buzz of people, noisy and noisy sounds, and the smell of medicine became stronger.

His heart moved, he quickened his pace and walked forward, turned around a corridor, and stepped out of the courtyard into the courtyard. The view became wider.

At the entrance of the courtyard, there were two diagnosis and treatment tables with medicine cabinets next to them. He Zhang was sitting on a chair, checking people's pulse.

Sitting on the other treatment table was a woman who looked very ordinary. Many people lined up in a long queue in front of the two treatment tables.

Looking at these people who came to see the doctor, they were all dressed very ordinary, and some were even unkempt, looking like beggars and poor people.

On the other side, several boys were busy in front of more than twenty small stoves, taking medicine according to orders, and then decocting the medicine in clay pots.

He Zhang seemed to feel something. He looked back at Chen Zun, smiled at him, nodded, and began to treat the patient carefully again.

Chen Zun walked over and looked at it for a while. He Zhang was busy and then said, "Are you feeling better?"

Chen Zun replied: "Thanks to my Taoist friend's wonderful rejuvenation, I am no longer in serious trouble."

"That's good." He Zhang responded vaguely, focusing on feeling the patient's pulse, then writing the prescription and asking a boy behind him to fill the order.

Chen Zun stood aside and watched for a while consciously.

But he saw an old woman walking up and sitting on the stool.

Chen Zun saw that the old woman's face was pale and she could hardly walk. With a sweep of his mind, he immediately discovered the cause of her illness.

But he didn't speak.

He Zhang asked her to stretch out her hand, put her hand on the old woman's wrist and asked softly: "What's wrong with you, old man?"

After the old woman coughed lightly, her ears seemed not to be so sensitive and she said slowly: "What did Doctor He say?"

Hezhang had no choice but to repeat it again in a louder voice.

This time the old woman finally heard clearly.

She pressed her heart, kneaded it a few times, and gasped: "My heart always suffers from colic. It used to be better. At most, it was just a stab of pain and it would go away. Now it has been more than ten years. ,getting more serious."

Hezhang asked the old woman to stick out her tongue, looked at it carefully, and asked a few more questions before coming to a conclusion.

He Zhang frowned: "The old man's illness is indeed serious. It is a heart disease. The longer it is delayed, the more serious it is. Why didn't you come here for treatment earlier?"

"I'm poor. Old lady, I'm just an ordinary farmer. How can I have the money for medical treatment? Can my disease be cured?"

"It can be cured."

After hearing that it could cure her disease, the old woman's wrinkled face finally showed a smile. Then, the smile suddenly stopped, her expression became a little nervous, and she asked cautiously.

"Doctor He, how much do you charge for treatment here? If it's too expensive, I won't treat him."

"Don't worry, old man, I won't take any money from the poor people who come to me for treatment, so just don't worry."

The old woman felt relieved and said, "Thank you, Doctor He. You are truly a great Bodhisattva who saves the suffering. I wish you a long life and many children."

He Zhang smiled. He wrote a prescription and asked the boy behind him to grab the medicine according to the order. After grabbing the medicine, he handed it over.

"Old man, take this medicine and fry it one pack a day, three times a day. When the medicine is gone, your illness will naturally be cured."

The old woman picked up the medicine bag and began to thank him profusely. She muttered some words of gratitude and walked out.

Hezhang stood up, helped her up, and asked, "Old man, did you come alone? Where is your son?"

"My son was taken away by the government a long time ago. My wife fell ill a few years ago and died of illness not long after."

Hezhang showed a trace of confusion on his face, pondered for a moment, and then asked: "Why were you arrested by the government? Did you commit a crime?"

The old woman replied: "We are all decent farmers and have been farming for generations. How could my son, an honest and well-behaved person, commit any crime?"

At this point, Hezhang was a little confused, and the old woman continued to explain.

"A few years ago, the crops were not harvested well and I couldn't pay the taxes, so the government sent people to arrest my son and serve him in hard labor for five years to offset the taxes. It was because of this that my wife became ill, and my daughter-in-law also went crazy because of this. I can't fall ill and have to go back to take care of her until my son comes back."

Hezhang's hand holding the old woman shook.

He didn't know how to comfort her, and then he took out a few taels of silver from his arms and put them into the old woman's hands.