After the villain was scumbag, he was reborn

King Guangling moved his feet slightly, leaning his back against the table, looking at the kneeling figure with piercing eyes, "Who are you?"

"General Hui, Cao Min is a doctor in the city of Shuzhou." Fu Shiyu raised his head, but did not get up.

His back was kneeling straight, like a tight string, his tone was indifferent, just like him, looking deserted.

"Shuzhou City..." King Guangling's face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he asked inexplicably, "Huns?"

"No." Fu Shiyu said indifferently: "The people from the capital are living here."

King Guangling looked at this too handsome face.

His facial features are delicate, his bones are thin and thin, and he can't hang two taels of flesh on his body. He looks so weak that he really doesn't look like a Hun.

He put away his doubts, turned his eyes to Chu Yan who was next to him, and asked suspiciously, "Why are you looking for a doctor?"

Chu Yan didn't answer, but turned to Fu Shiyu who was kneeling on the ground, and said indifferently, "Go and treat the general."

Hearing someone question his diagnosis, the military doctor standing behind his face froze, and said in embarrassment: "My lord, Cao Min has already replaced the general."

Chu Yan glanced at him coolly, and the military doctor was stunned, and stood aside tremblingly, not daring to speak.

Fu Shiyu nodded slightly, and slowly got up from the ground.

He didn't appear to be flustered, his face was full of ease, and he even had the mood to gently pat the dust off his knees.

Then Fu Shiyu looked at the majestic and majestic General Dingyuan with a calm face, as if he was looking at an ordinary wounded man.

"General, please take a seat first."

King Guangling was busy figuring out the strategy for the next battle and was not in the mood to mess around with these two children, but looking at those calm eyes, he suddenly became interested, and he really did as he said, slowly after the case. sat down.

Just as Fu Shiyu was about to step forward, Chu Yan suddenly reminded him, "Masquerade."

"..."

Hearing this, Fu Shiyu seemed to have guessed the reason why Chu Yan asked him to come, so he took out a clean handkerchief from his bosom and tied it on his face.

King Guangling was a little puzzled, and the old military doctor behind him showed a little nervousness in his eyes.

Fu Shiyu took the pulse of King Guangling, and then touched his forehead with the back of his hand, regardless of whether he was going too far.

King Guangling was so startled that his pupils dilated slightly, he thought inwardly that he couldn't see it, this kid was quite courageous.

After about a quarter of an hour, Fu Shiyu had come to a conclusion.

"How long has the general been coughing?"

King Guangling replied, "Five days."

Fu Shiyu nodded, and suddenly asked: "Have there been more soldiers in the barracks infected with wind and cold?"

King Guangling glanced at the military doctor next to him, "How much?"

"There were only a few cases at the beginning of the month." The military doctor stepped forward and cupped his hands and said, "There have been one or twenty people in the past two days, which is not too many."

"Caomin has been diagnosed and treated, and they are all common wind-cold symptoms."

"Diagnosis and treatment is not just a matter of feeling the pulse." Fu Shiyu's eyes suddenly sharpened, his face was serious, and he looked very scary. He asked coldly: "There are ten or twenty people, and this month has not passed halfway. The number of people has increased so much. Come on, you actually said it was a common cold?"

"Are you really not sure, or are you deliberately concealing your condition and not reporting it!"

Hearing that this young doctor was so aggressive, the military doctor panicked. He couldn't help wiping the hot sweat from his forehead, and replied cautiously: "The weather at the border is changeable. Every day, soldiers will catch wind and cold. In the past few months, The number of soldiers infected with wind and cold is basically [-] to [-], and this month has not increased, and it has decreased a lot."

Hearing that he was obviously avoiding the serious, Fu Shiyu interrupted impatiently, and didn't criticize too much, just said: "It's not a cold, it's a plague."

As soon as the voice fell, everyone's expressions changed suddenly, and the atmosphere in the tent was stagnant and stiff.

Only Fu Shiyu continued to speak unhurriedly: "The source should be the Huns, but I still don't know the source of the disease."

The plague, from ancient times to the present, is no less than a nightmare in anyone's memory.

If these two words are mentioned casually in the military camp, most of them will be blamed for confusing the army. How dare this person say such words without shame, he is really digging his own grave.

"Where did you come from, a country doctor! How can you allow you to talk nonsense in an important military camp!"

Before Fu Shiyu finished speaking, a tall and menacing figure suddenly walked in outside the military tent.

He was born with a leopard head and round eyes, with a reckless appearance, and he scolded fiercely: "Mr. Li has been in the army for more than 20 years, and he has seen thousands of cases of wind and cold a year. The general is dyed..."

The unfinished words came to an abrupt end, the word plague was too heavy, and it was difficult for anyone to mention it.

Listening to their quarrel, King Guangling coughed a few times, Fu Shiyu said with deep brows and eyes, sullenly, deliberately threatening: "If there is a lie, this general will cut off your head."

Fu Shiyu didn't change his face, as if he couldn't hear the danger in his words, he said calmly, "Don't dare."

"It's just a humble life. If there is any false talk, it will be dealt with by the general."

After hearing these words, the King of Guangling admired the integrity and courage of the young man, but he did not show any emotion on his face, and said hello without beginning or end.

Ying Zhu's expression froze, and he said angrily: "General, do you really believe the nonsense that this doctor uttered?"

He is a veteran in the battalion. When King Guangling went to the battlefield, he followed him. There is nothing wrong with him. He is loyal and can learn from his heart. stupid.

Doctor Li knew that the matter was serious, so he hurriedly said, "Caomin has been practicing medicine for many years. If the diagnosis and treatment are wrong, it is no less than putting the grassman's neck on the guillotine."

With deep meaning in Chu Yan's eyes, he suddenly interjected and said, "It's a small thing to lose your life. If you break your promise, it will be a nail of shame hammered on your spine forever."

Doctor Li's eyes panicked, he knelt heavily on the ground, his expression was suddenly excited, and he said angrily: "General, Caomin has followed you for more than 20 years. You can only prove your innocence by death!"

As soon as the words fell, Li Junyi stood up suddenly, quickly drew the long sword from the weapon rack and laid it across his neck.

Next to him, Ying Zhu quickly drew the knife out of its sheath, raised the back of the knife and swung it heavily.

Doctor Li's wrist hurt, and the long sword fell to the ground, making a crisp tremor.

This change made the atmosphere in the tent even more depressing. King Guangling looked at the old military doctor who had been by his side for many years. After a long silence, he finally softened his heart and sighed: "Jianghan."

"You and I have been friends for many years, how can you not believe you, it's just the plague, we can't let us underestimate it."

Jiang Han is Li Junyi's word. Hearing his shout, Li Junyi's eyes were filled with pain, and he hurriedly knelt down on the ground.

Chu Yan saw his strangeness in his eyes, and couldn't help sneering in his heart.

——The human heart is only two taels of flesh, and it will naturally stink after a long time.

King Guangling picked up the cold tea bowl next to him, took a sip, and then looked at Fu Shiyu seriously, "You said you came from Shuzhou?"

Fu Shiyu didn't hide anything, and said truthfully, "Yes."

"Okay! A traitor from Shu Prefecture!" Ying Zhu said with pity: "It must be a running dog of the Huns, who was sent by the Huns to disturb the morale of the army!"

Chu Yan suddenly said, expressionless: "General Ying is my father's lieutenant general, and now my father is asking questions. Why do you interrupt me so often?"

"You, son!" Ying Zhu did not expect that the always taciturn son would make things difficult today, and his expression turned ugly for a moment, and he said in a deep voice, "The last general is only worried about the general."

"Worried?" Chu Yan put on his coat slowly, and criticized unceremoniously: "General Dingyuan is sick and hasn't improved in a few days. I asked a doctor for diagnosis and treatment, but you doubted my intentions."

Ying Zhu's eyes were shocked, and he immediately explained: "The last general is not suspicious of the son, but the last general is suspicious of this country doctor's ulterior motives."

"He's mine."

A sentence without ups and downs resounded in everyone's ears like thunder on the ground.

Everyone had different expressions, and even Fu Shiyu's eyes were somewhat surprised.

As if not aware of their gaze, Chu Yan said calmly: "This doctor is mine."

"Since General Ying suspects that he has ulterior motives, isn't that saying that I want to persecute my father?"

Ying Zhu's face turned slightly pale, and he looked at King Guangling in a blink of an eye, and sure enough, he saw some coldness in his eyes.

He knelt down on one knee, anxiously defending himself: "That's not what the last general meant!"

"My son, Shuzhou is the territory of the Huns, how can you ensure that he has no dissent?"

Chu Yan's eyes were complicated, and he looked at the thin silhouette in front of him.

Although he is clearly at the center of the debate, this person is always irrelevant, like a wandering bystander.

Perhaps it is precisely in this way that he can keep his mind clear all the time.

Chu Yan withdrew his gaze from Fu Shiyu and spoke slowly.

"I trust him."

Three simple words, the tone is not heavy but the words are sonorous.

Fu Shiyu's eyes trembled, and indescribable complex emotions welled up in his heart, and then his heart began to beat wildly again.

Looking at the faces of the two, King Guangling keenly sensed something was wrong, but Chu Yan's voice interrupted his thoughts again.

His face was cloudy and mocking: "I forgot to congratulate Dr. Li Jun. I heard that the eldest son got married last month."

"I heard that the bride is the servant girl of the eldest daughter of the Minister of the Household Department."

Miss Tobe Shangshu...

Fu Shiyu was secretly startled, isn't that Yang Qianqian's maid!

Doctor Li's face suddenly turned pale, and he raised his head just in time to meet the dark and unpredictable gaze of King Guangling.

Ying Zhu next to him guessed something, took two steps back in disbelief, stared at Doctor Li dumbfounded, and murmured: "You...you really..."

Chu Yan couldn't show his expression of happiness or anger. He looked down at Doctor Li on the ground, and said coldly, "If you want to die, it's not too late."

"If it's really a plague, I'll take your dog's life myself!"

Doctor Li knelt on the ground and shivered. He wanted to say something, but seeing Chu Yan's icy expression, he didn't dare to speak rashly.

Seeing that it was getting late, Fu Shiyu didn't want to delay any longer. He explained lightly: "There are several types of plague, and there are several types that have an incubation period."

King Guangling frowned and asked, "What is the incubation period?"

Fu Shiyu patiently said: "It has been infected, but it has not yet become ill."

"Except for the soldiers who are running a fever, the people in the barracks do not rule out the risk of being infected."

After saying that, he looked straight at King Guangling without avoiding his eyes, "Besides, the general is now a case of infection."

"Bold!"

Ying Zhu was furious, "How dare you!"

"Should be expelled! Don't be rude!" King Guangling interrupted suddenly, with a hint of anger in his words, "Listen to the doctor first."

Since he mentioned the doctor, it was equivalent to indirectly acknowledging Fu Shiyu's identity.

Fu Shiyu breathed a sigh of relief, but luckily King Guangling is a discerning person.

He continued to ask: "How many people has the general contacted these days?"

King Guangling pondered for a moment, "I've only met a few close lieutenants, I'm not sure about the others."

Fu Shiyu nodded, and arranged in an orderly manner: "Everyone that the general has come into contact with needs to be separated by tents."

"In addition, those who have fever, vomiting, headache, and difficulty breathing are all arranged in the tent next door, and I will diagnose and treat them one by one."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly knelt down on one knee, looked at Doctor Li seriously, and said modestly, "Senior, I don't know much about the plague, and you must know more about the disinfection prescription."

"From today onwards, senior, please send someone to thoroughly disinfect the tents, stables, armory, etc. twice sooner or later."

"Human life is at stake. The younger generation offended me just now. I hope the senior will forgive me."

The people in the account didn't expect him to apologize. Chu Yan frowned and wanted to say something, but seeing Fu Shiyu's focused expression, he could only keep silent in the end.

Li Jun doctor has a complicated heart, this person does not seem to be an ignorant person, since General Dingyuan and Prince Guangling have already guessed that he is concealing his illness, why do they trust him so much for help now.

He looked at this person, hesitant to speak but said: "You..."

Fu Shiyu seemed to know what was going on in his heart, but also didn't know anything, with calm eyes, he said word by word: "We have a saying there."

"The way to practice medicine is to be worthy of one's heart."

Dr. Li bowed his head and whispered: "I am worthy of my heart..."

After a long time, tears filled his eyes, his old face was full of remorse, and he said with a sob in his mouth, "What a worthy man!"

Fu Shiyu stood up again, looked at King Guangling behind the case, bowed his body and saluted, and said, "General, please send someone to take the grassroots to see the captured Hun captives."

King Guangling just wanted Ying Zhu to lead him, when Chu Yan suddenly said, "Follow me."

After speaking, he took the lead to step out of the Chinese military tent.

Fu Shiyu moved to follow up, and saw Chu Yan standing in the dim light of the fire, he didn't go far, as if he was waiting for him on purpose.

He called softly, "My lord."

Chu Yan sarcastically said, "Didn't the prince tell you?"

"Mr. Li is the Minister of the Household Department."

Fu Shiyu lowered his eyes, feeling slightly confused.

Seeing him remain silent, Chu Yan looked at him coldly, fearing that he might not hear clearly, and deliberately slowed down his speaking speed, "The marriage between the Minister of Hubu and the Minister of Rites will not work."

"He's just going to slap the attention on the other guy."

Chu Yan's deep gaze was like a poisonous snake wrapped around his chest, tightening it tighter and tighter.

Fu Shiyu's heart was fluctuating, as if something had escaped his control.

Chu Yan walked a few steps closer, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, and leaned close to his fair ears, and said softly and coldly: "You might as well guess who is behind Doctor Li Jun? Or ask your person A good prince who is in the palace and knows nothing about the world."

After finishing speaking, his heart was inexplicably sore, and for the first time in two lifetimes, he was so angry that he swears, "...fucking idiot."

Although he has been in the military camp all year round, he never likes to say these vulgar words. In his previous life, even he and Fu Shiyu had sex in bed. He never said a word, at most he put in more effort from below.

——It seems that this time he is really angry.

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