Quick Wear: Crazy Criticism of Villains Asking for Stickers

Doctor Qi's clinic offended several wealthy families in the city and was targeted openly and covertly, so almost no one dared to come to him for treatment.

When Qi Heng heard Chen Yuanzheng's cry, he thought that he was seriously injured while hunting. He was his savior. Doctor Qi didn't even have time to eat dinner and ran out from the backyard in a hurry.

Seeing Chen Yuanzheng holding a man covered in blood, Qi Heng threw away the chopsticks in his hand. This was the only patient he had seen in two months, so he was ready to give it a try.

I picked up his silver needle and medicine box and checked them: "..." There is so much blood on the clothes, just a minor injury?

Qi Heng didn't believe it and continued to take the patient's pulse. As the heir who was kicked out of the family by the Valley of Divine Doctors, Doctor Qi believed that the patient was sicker than the patient. Anyone who was sent to him would be diagnosed with some illness even if they were healthy.

"Hmm...hiss...you..." When a Chinese medicine practitioner hesitates to speak, it can scare people half to death.

Seeing Doctor Qi frowning, Chen Yuanzheng asked anxiously, "What's wrong? Is it serious?"

Qi Heng sighed deeply. His illness was so mild that his unique skills were useless.

"The ankle is an old injury that is difficult to heal, but the injuries to other parts of the body are not serious. Overall, there is nothing serious.

He is just too thin, as if he has never eaten. If he continues to starve like this, within half a month, I will just prepare a straw mat for him, roll it up and throw it in the back mountain, so that we can make a contribution to the hungry beasts. "

Qi Heng put away the silver needles and medicine box, went back to the backyard with his hands in his pockets to eat, and no longer paid any attention to the two of them.

Li Qing: “…” What a unique doctor.

Pulling Chen Yuanzheng's sleeve, he said, "The doctor said the injury is not serious. Let's go."

Chen Yuanzheng was still worried, so he put Li Qing on a chair, walked to the back of the medicine counter, and tossed around.

He found the hemostatic powder and scar removal cream made by Qi Heng, took a bottle of each, went to the backyard and asked him how much they cost. Doctor Qi held up five fingers, and Chen Yuanzheng threw him five cents.

Qi Heng: "..." I want five taels! Why don't I kill you with it! ?

Doctor Qi, who was chewing a chicken leg, had no time to curse. He watched Chen Yuanzheng pick up the patient and leave. He hadn't even finished chewing the chicken leg when he choked on another mouthful of dog food.

Chen Yuanzheng carried Li Qing out of the clinic, but did not go out of the city. Instead, he walked into the city. The beauty was indeed too thin, and she seemed so light and fluttery in his arms. What if she accidentally turned into a ghost?

Chen Yuanzheng is a hunter. His family has no shortage of meat, but they have very little rice and flour. He plans to buy some fine rice and flour to nourish the beauty.

On the way to buy rice and noodles, the two introduced their identities and origins to each other.

Knowing that Li Qing had come to escape from the famine, had weak legs and feet, and had no relatives around him, Chen Yuanzheng immediately said:

"We are destined to be together. I am a kind person who loves to help the weak. You can live in my house. You don't have to live in a thatched hut like other refugees. I have three brick houses!"

"Okay!" He's my husband, no need to be polite.

Hearing him agree, Chen Yuanzheng grinned happily.

In order to talk more with Li Qing, Chen Yuanzheng, who was usually taciturn in front of outsiders, now chattered non-stop, mostly about family matters.

The house at home was a brick house that was built at great expense when his parents were alive.

Not long after the house was built, Chen Yuanzheng's father died while hunting in the mountains. His mother was devastated and passed away soon, leaving Chen Yuanzheng, who was only 3 years old at the time, to his uncle.

Uncle Chen Tian was a scholar, the only scholar in their Gancao Village. He taught at the academy in Tongling County and supported Chen Yuanzheng for more than ten years.

Chen Yuanzheng really has no brain for reading. He gets sleepy as soon as he starts reading and his saliva wets half the table.

Chen Tian hopes that his nephew can have a skill to rely on, and wants to find someone to teach him carpentry, blacksmithing or butchering pigs, which are all better than farming.

However, Chen Yuanzheng liked to practice martial arts, so his uncle had no choice but to spend all his family property to hire a martial arts master to teach his nephew martial arts.

When Chen Yuanzheng was 15 years old, he went up the mountain to hunt despite the opposition of his uncle's family. He had been a hunter for 5 years. With his superb martial arts skills, he was rarely injured, at most just a scratch. Chen Tiancai was relieved.

He would give part of the money he earned to his uncle to repay him for his many years of raising him and to support the education of his three cousins.

Chen Tian's family has three sons and one daughter. His aunt injured her body when she gave birth to her daughter. She has been taking medicine for many years and the family lives in a tight situation.

If Chen Yuanzheng hadn't sent money frequently, the cousins ​​would probably have no money to go to school...

Li Qing had difficulty walking, so she stayed in Chen Yuanzheng's arms, with her hands on his neck, listening to his various trivial matters. After a while, she fell asleep on his shoulder.

Chen Yuanzheng stopped talking. After buying the food, he took the large backpack by the wall and put all the food in it. He picked up the backpack weighing more than 60 kilograms in one hand, held Li Qing in the other hand, and walked out steadily.

The clerk in the grain shop was stunned. This man was so strong!

From the grain shop to the city gate, Chen Yuanzheng also received a lot of shocked looks.

When they arrived at the ox cart, Chen Yuanzheng stuffed the food box into the big backpack.

There were only a few bare wooden boards behind the ox cart. Chen Yuanzheng woke Li Qing up with a gentle voice and told him to sit down against the backpack, saying that the way back would be difficult and he should not fall.

I was thinking about putting a thick quilt in the car next time so that Qingqing can lie down when she rides in the car.

As for the few refugees standing in the corner, he was in a good mood and decided to take them along.

Gancao Village is relatively close to Tongling County, and can be reached in half an hour, but it is very far from the provincial capital, and it takes two hours by oxcart, which is equivalent to four hours in modern times.

If Chen Yuanzheng didn't want to sell tigers, he wouldn't have come all the way here.

The group left the city before curfew. The ox cart swayed until late at night, and they finally returned to Gancao Village.

The moon hung high in the night sky, and the village was pitch black. From time to time, the sound of dogs barking could be heard, and in the distant mountains and forests, there were also the roars of several unknown wild beasts. The atmosphere was somewhat gloomy.

"Bang bang bang..." Chen Yuanzheng knocked on the door of the village head's house, handed the seven refugees to him, briefly explained the situation, took Li Qing home, and left the rest to the village head.

Village head: "..." How can we arrange for these people in the middle of the night?

Fortunately, these seven refugees were from two families, so each family could temporarily live in one room. The village head cleaned up the firewood room and utility room of his home.

On the other side, Li Qing glanced at the Chen family's yard in the moonlight. It was a large yard of at least 300 square meters with three brick houses in the middle.

In the shed on the left is a well and piles of firewood. On the right is a short thatched house, which looks like the kitchen. The toilet is probably in the backyard.

Chen Yuanzheng directly carried Li Qing into his room: "Qingqing, the room on the right is too messy and there is no bed. You can sleep on the same bed with me first. Oh, by the way, I don't have many quilts at home. Let's sleep on the same bed!"

Li Qing: “…” I can hear what you are planning with my feet.

He casually handed Li Qing a piece of cake, lit candles in the room, and went out to pack up.