Peach Blossom Dyeing Jinge

The business of Hongyi Medical Center arrived soon.

Before Di Dongqing finished sweeping, a group of men, women and children came outside the door, crowding around the door.He just walked out the door, and before he opened his mouth to greet him, the visitor knelt in a ball in front of the steps.

A gray-haired old lady said: "I heard that there is a genius doctor here to show mercy, please save my son's life."

A weak woman echoed, "And my husband."

The begging voice spread like water waves, Di Dongqing had never seen such a posture before, she was startled at first, bent down hurriedly, and helped everyone up one by one.

The patients were hurriedly brought into the hospital. Most of them were young men with strong bodies, but their expressions were very sluggish.

After a little questioning, Di Dongqing figured out what was going on. These were all victims of Fuyao Qingfeng. They were bewitched by the demon sect, took forbidden drugs, and caused evil results. They suffered from nowhere to heal their illnesses, so they could only rely on the protection of their relatives. Hide and hide.This time, I heard that Jiang Yu has come to a doctor who can rejuvenate, like a drowning man who has found a straw to save his life, and rushed to seek medical treatment.

For the next few days, Di Dongqing was busy.

In addition to the sick people, there are also many people watching the excitement.As soon as Hongyi Medical Center opened, it was already full of people.People want to see with their own eyes, who is this martyr who fought hard to defend Yushan, escorted the prince at the risk of death, and volunteered to heal Lord Baihou.In the rivers and lakes that have been dead for many years, it has been a long time since there have been clear waves of living water.Overnight, his deeds became a topic that people talked about.

There was also speculation about his identity.

The birth of a young man with both medical skills and chivalry, inevitably reminds people of Di Xiangcheng and Jiang Yun back then.The situation is just as Qu Ying expected, as long as the boat is pushed along, rumors will spread everywhere.

Facing the visitor's question, Di Dongqing did not answer directly, but took off the hair tie from her forehead early in the morning to show her true colors.

Birthmarks on the forehead are rare, not to mention his birthmark is shaped like the horn of a unicorn, which is hard to find anywhere else in the world.As a result, the visitor's eyes lingered on him, full of urgency, as if they wanted to burn him through.

Through this, he first experienced his father's influence in the Jianghu. Even after nine years of resignation, Di Xiangcheng's name is still resounding, making everyone in the Jianghu flock to him.

What surprised him the most was that none of the visitors believed Di Xiangcheng's crimes. Everyone knew that the former General Zhenbei must have suffered grievances, but unfortunately, no one could avenge the deceased.

A well-known lie has been proclaimed with great fanfare for nine years.People were silent and patient, and the dripping water gathered into a torrent. Taking Di Dongqing's appearance as an opportunity, they finally found an outlet to vent.

So the visitors put their thoughts into their mouths and poured out to him:

"In the martial arts conference back then, I even fought against Daxia Di, but I was defeated in the end, and I was convinced. If such a person becomes a general, my face will also be radiant."

"General Di saved my caravan. I want to thank him, but he won't even accept a piece of silver."

"The scene of Tianshui Alliance, you really should see it with your own eyes. I have lived for decades, and I have never seen such a grand scene in the rivers and lakes."

"If it weren't for Hero Di, I'm afraid I'd be a bandit for the rest of my life. Fighting barbarians in the Zhenbei Army is the most refreshing thing I've ever done in my life."

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Di Dongqing is not a good orator, but a humble listener.

He listened word by word, sketching out a vague picture in his mind--army horses, flags flying, swords and swords, and ten thousand men in the same robe.

What a passionate era it was, everyone swayed their pride, used the flesh as a shield, used blood and tears as wine, and with a pair of bare feet, traveled endlessly across the mountains and rivers, across the world and far away.

In today's depression and decadence, looking back on the past has become extremely difficult. Di Dongqing has no memory of that battle, as if he was listening to a stranger's story.

However, he is not a stranger after all.He is the son of a hero, and the legacy of a hero will eventually rest on his shoulders.

He didn't want to win sympathy, but someone still took pity on him and said, "Son, you must have had a hard time these years."

He just shook his head and declined: "With the help of kind people, it's not hard to talk about it."

He didn't mention anything about Master.

If he wants to be the hero's son to the end, he can't have anything to do with the Demon Cult.Therefore, his story contains hundreds of encounters and legends, except that Lu Zhengqiu's name cannot appear.

At dusk, the Hongyi Medical Center had finished its day's operations, and Di Dongqing was exhausted.

He prescribed medicine for the last patient, watched him go, and when he was about to close the store, two children appeared outside.

Both of them were about thirteen or fourteen years old, a boy and a girl, the cloth clothes on their bodies were carefully cut and ironed, and the plainness revealed a sense of wealth, presumably they were the children of a harmonious family.

Di Dongqing saw that their faces were ruddy and bright, so she bent down and asked, "Didn't you two come to see a doctor?"

The two shook their heads together, and replied in a low voice, "No."

Di Dongqing said: "This place is about to close, and I have to tidy up the room, so go play elsewhere first."

The two still shook their heads: "Let us help, we are here to apprentice."

Di Dongqing was surprised: "Apprentice apprenticeship?"

The girl nodded first and said, "My name is Zhong Qi."

Not to be outdone, the boy said, "My name is Xiao Rong."

The two said together: "Mr. Qu asked us to come."

"So it is." Di Dongqing suddenly realized.These days he made friends with people from all corners of the country, and it was inconvenient for him to get too close to the Bai family, so Qu Ying took care of his daily life and business.

Thinking about these two children, they were also the helpers Qu Ying found for her.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the two children rolled on the ground like glutinous rice balls and curled up into two bulging balls, and they wanted to kowtow to him.

He hastily went forward, grabbed the arms of the two of them, lifted the two glutinous rice balls from the ground in turn, shook his head and said, "I don't accept apprentices, so please don't do such a heavy gift."

That Xiao Rong failed to kowtow, but still curled up, bowed and said: "We are sincerely studying, and we hope you will succeed."

Di Dongqing still shook her head: "It's not that I don't want to, it's that I don't know how to be a master, and I don't have the ability to take disciples yet."

Xiao Rong asked: "Everyone says you are a medical hero with a good hand and a kind heart, how can you not have skills?"

He replied: "The ability to heal people and the ability to teach people are not the same. Get up quickly."

Although his tone was kind, he did not leave any room for concessions. He was as firm and stubborn as usual.

He didn't even dare to mention his master's name, so how could he teach others.

He doesn't know how to be a qualified master, but at least he understands that if he is ungrateful like him, he must not be counted.

Zhong Qi and Xiao Rong failed in their apprenticeship, they all lowered their eyes, bit their lips, wrinkled their noses, and wrote the word "lost" on their immature faces.

Di Dongqing was reluctant to give up, so she changed her tone and said in a soothing tone: "But if you want to learn medical skills from me, it's okay to stay, but you don't have to call me master, let alone kowtow to me, I really can't bear it. Besides ..." He thought for a moment, then said, "Besides, I'm not much older than you."

Hearing this, Xiao Rong finally raised his head, broke through his tears and said with a smile, "Is that Brother Dongqing okay?"

He nodded: "Of course."

Zhong Qi also giggled, and raised a pair of small hands in front of him and spread them out: "Brother Dongqing, you went to the shop next door to my house to buy candy a few days ago, didn't you. Mother asked me to bring you some more."

The girl held a package of shiny candies in her palm.

He couldn't help but startled.

The five-pointed candy shimmered mottled in the setting sun, like an invisible sharp needle, burrowing into his heart.