Attacker is a fan

The woman shook her head, feeling stuck in her throat for a while, before saying, "I haven't seen this clearly for a long time."

Wu Chen looked at the villagers in the courtyard, and some of them wiped their tears and nodded in agreement.

Wu Chen looked back at the bright red boy, he was patiently coaxing the child to drink the medicine: "Hey, it won't hurt after drinking this, brother has candied fruit for you to eat, it's not bitter..."

Who would think of the word "devil" on this person.

Finally finished his busy work, Ye Feng went to check whether the completed swing was fixed and safe.

Wu Chen walked over and leaned against the tree, staring at Ye Feng all the time: "Outsiders say you are a murderous devil without blinking an eye."

Ye Feng sat on the swing and swayed, his clothes dangling back and forth: "They are right, I really don't blink when I kill people."

Wuchen:......

"Who can arbitrarily judge good from evil? Everyone in the world regards killing as a crime and stealing as a shame, but they don't ask if there are any mourners." Ye Feng stopped the shaking swing with his true energy and looked up at Wuchen: "I am sure He’s not a good person, and he can’t say ‘with a clear conscience’, but I’m real. Those so-called decent people have done a few good deeds, and they don’t even know how many evil things they have done under the banner of decency.”

The little boy just looked at Ye Feng intently, Ye Feng also noticed it, and beckoned him to come over.

"Want to play?" Ye Feng raised his head and rubbed the boy's head.

The boy nodded.

"You can't shake too hard like your brother, you know?"

The boy still nodded.

Ye Feng got off the swing, patiently taught the boy how to play, and always told him to pay attention to safety.

[Ding—the favorability degree is 30. 】

When Ye Feng heard the reminder, he raised his eyebrows, pretended to look at Wu Chen seriously, and signaled him to follow him.

Seeing that the man seemed to have something to say, Wu Chen didn't think much, turned around and followed him to the corner of the room.Unexpectedly, the predecessor suddenly turned around and pressed himself against the wall, trapped between his arms.

"Little monk, do you like children?" Ye Feng's voice seemed to be misty and charming.

Wu Chen was about to push this person away, Ye Feng pressed Wu Chen's shoulder directly, with a smirk on his face, Wu Chen couldn't look away from the cinnabar in the corner of his eyes: "Why don't we have a baby."

The hot thin lips came over, sucking and twisting skillfully, Wuchen had never experienced this, just about to say something, when his lips and teeth parted, the tip of the man's tongue slipped into his mouth, dancing with his own tongue from time to time, and then against one's own palate.....

"Wu Chen...I like you." Ye Feng's voice was hoarse with lust, and his fingers began to tease restlessly. It was so annoying that his man could only watch but not eat in front of him all day long.

Wuchen only felt a "boom", and a certain part of his heart collapsed.

"Hmm—" Ye Feng was pushed to the ground vigorously, his palms rubbed against the stone, and a piece of skin was broken.

Wu Chen saw that the man was hurt by himself, a trace of panic flashed across his face, and finally choked out a "shameless" and waved his sleeves away.

[Ding—the favorability degree is 40. 】

"Hahahahahahahahaha, he is so cute. He said that he is shameless, and he also increased my favorability." Ye Feng washed his wound with clean water, and then applied medicine to bandage it.

[Big Gouzi, I didn't know that you also ordered the childbirth skill. It seems that I haven't opened this golden finger for you? 】Society, society!

"Genius doctor—" At this time, a voice came from the door.

Ye Feng raised his head, it was those people at the door.

"Genius doctor, my mother suddenly developed a fever last night. After taking the medicine you gave her, she was better, but now she has a fever again. Please show her." The man knelt down as he spoke.

Ye Feng smiled lightly and stepped forward to help him up, then felt the pulse of the confused woman: "Don't call me a genius doctor, I'm ashamed of it, it won't be too late to call me that after the villagers are all well, it's not that you don't want to come in What??"

The man was speechless for a while, and looked around. The eyes of the people in the courtyard were no longer filled with silence and hopelessness. They were chatting in twos and threes, and two children were still playing on the swing by the tree.

"I...will stay and help you now, no, to help the villagers." The man said hastily.

In the days that followed, with two more people, the efficiency was much faster than before, and it was a little easier, so I could take a breather.

A few people burned the corpses on the street and buried them, so that the village would not be full of stench. Ye Feng deliberately let the system seal his sense of smell.

Although I am no longer afraid of these things, the smell is really disgusting.

Seeing Ye Feng's calm expression, the others couldn't help admiring him even more.

The only regret is that Wu Chen has not talked to himself recently, frowning all day long, with a look of incomprehensible thoughts.

There are three ways to control the epidemic in the sky: it should be supplemented, it should be dispersed, and it should be reduced.The ancients have summed it up before.

It is said to be a seasonal epidemic, but it is actually an infectious flu. In this era, medical technology is not developed enough, and there is no vaccine. We can only use traditional Chinese medicine to relieve them slowly.

Half a month later, the villagers have almost recovered, and some elderly people still need to recuperate for a while. Ye Feng gave them the dried spiritual grass, saying that they can make tea and cook.

Then tell them to clean the house once more, dry the sheets and bedding for a few more days, boil the tea and drink it, and seal the polluted well water. These daily things must be paid attention to.

Seeing that the village was back to its former bustle, Ye Feng actually felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

The guards guarding the city gate heard the noise and cheers inside, and looked in through the crack of the door. They all looked in disbelief. Pingyuan Village, which had been dead for so long, had once again returned to a lively town.

Although the number of people is more than half less than before, for them, being able to live is already a gift from heaven.

"Thank you, the miracle doctor. I saw that your sleeves were burned to the ground earlier. These are some new clothes I made for you."

Ye Feng looked at the clothes in the villagers' hands, they were all red, different reds! !

Ye Feng accepted it with a smile: "My name is Qin Feng, don't call me a genius doctor, it's embarrassing."

"Genius doctor, this is the wine that my father buried in the ground before. I don't know if I can drink it. If you can drink it, you can take it with you. It is definitely a good wine."

Ye Feng refused with a face full of refusal, so let it be so heavy.

"Genius doctor, are you going to the capital? There is only an old woman at home now, and there is nothing valuable at home. This jade pendant, which the old woman keeps guarding, may be worth some money..." The old woman who was crying before The man held the jade pendant and looked at Ye Feng expectantly, hoping that he would accept it.

Ye Feng's eyes were slightly red, he swallowed the words he wanted to refuse, reached out to take the jade pendant, and thanked him.

I can't help thinking of my grandmother, who used to be kind to me, but when I was young, I was playful, and I didn't think that human life was so fragile. The seriously ill grandmother said that she was sleepy, so I didn't think much about it, and ran out to play.

When he came back after dark, his grandmother had already left, and no one noticed, Ye Feng resented why his uncle and aunt didn't come to visit.

Every time he thinks about this, Ye Feng blames himself in his heart. If he hadn't been playful, his grandmother wouldn't have left... Even if he left, it would be good if there was someone watching by the bedside. (Author: I felt stuck in my throat when I wrote it, because this paragraph is about me and my grandmother.)

Wu Chen also received new clothes, and he was a little shy.

"Little brother, do you know where all the monks from Changping Temple have gone?" Wu Chen saw a bald little brother and thought he was from Changping Temple.

"Who knows where they went. Our village is full of Buddhist believers, but the Buddha would never hear our pain. He gave us a lot of money for sesame oil. When the epidemic broke out, all the monks had no time to run away."

When the others heard this, they all agreed.

After Wuchen heard this, disappointment and embarrassment appeared on his face. He didn't know whether he was disappointed that there was no news of his master, or that the Buddha was ruthless and did not cross the villagers.

"I guess I went to the capital, and I seem to have heard some broken words before." Seeing Wuchen's disappointed face, the little brother said again.

Wuchen thanked him.

The two bid farewell to the villagers and walked towards the capital. What Ye Feng didn't know was that in the future, the village would renovate the yard where the medicine was boiled and change it to "Qinfeng Courtyard". Hongyi, I hope he grows up healthy and free from illness.

After leaving Pingyuan Village, Ye Feng rode on a horse and followed Wuchen.

"I said monk, are you so afraid of me? You come up and ride with me, and you can buy a good horse next time. I don't know when I'll get there if I leave like this."

Wu Chen: "I didn't ask you to follow me, you just go first."

Ye Feng pouted and asked the system to release the rabbit. The rabbit recently ate the spiritual grass of Shengning Peak, and it has grown a lot, its hair is fluffy, and its eyes are getting redder and brighter: "My son, you are so beautiful. It's getting better and better."

Wu Chen in front of him turned his head subconsciously when he heard Ye Feng's abrupt words.

The man was holding a little gray rabbit in his arms, and was rubbing the fur of the rabbit with his cheek.

Seeing Wuchen looking at him, Ye Feng stretched out the rabbit and asked, "Do you like rabbits?"

Wu Chen hesitated for a while, then took the rabbit over, and some fragments flashed in his mind.

Master, do you like rabbits?

Like it.

Then do you like me?

Naturally... is like...