Heart Attacker [Quick Transmigration]

"I remember what Master said."

Jiang Linchuan's attitude was very sincere, and it was difficult for the two of them to persuade him.

"Brother Meng, a gentleman invites you to drink tea." A half-year-old child came to report.

Meng Qing smiled, put on a black hat casually, lowered the brim of the hat, and went out through the back door.

The weather gradually turned cooler, and he quickly disappeared into the long street.

"When I go, you and Meng Qing will discuss whether to continue singing or disband. It doesn't matter. The children are all settled down."

The old gang leader is getting old, his wife died young, no remarriage, no heirs.The apprentices he took in in the early years were all on one side, but now there are only two people, Meng Qing and Shen Yuntang, who are relatively close to him.

"If you continue to sing, you can't stay in Qicheng." The old gang leader wanted to go south, but he was too old to leave here.

This is the hub of the north and the south, a major city in the north, and a battleground for military strategists.

Although it is prosperous now, it is not known what the situation will be in the future.

Jiang Linchuan also saw that the old gang leader's time was numbered, it was a withering body after his energy and energy were exhausted, and there was no cure for medicine and stones.It was especially obvious after listening to him sing "Mu Guiying in Command".

"Master, don't worry."

"It's much more stable." The old leader smiled and nodded.

Shen Yuntang knocked on the door.

"Second Young Master Jiang is here."

The old gang leader opened the door to greet him, and couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Second Young Master Jiang has also changed a lot, not as frivolous as before.

"Drink tea." Shen Yuntang poured a cup of tea for Jiang Linchuan naturally, rubbed the cup until the temperature was just right, and then brought it over.

The old gang leader was shocked immediately, but he had never seen Jiang Ershao serve others so carefully and considerately.

What surprised him even more was that Shen Yuntang took the tea with a calm posture, and Shi Shiran sat there with his eyes closed.Let Jiang Ershao remove the hairpin for him and wipe off the powder.Jiang Ershao's posture was so skillful that he saw it more than once or twice.

The old gang leader wanted to give a few words of advice, but seeing that the two of them were not at all reluctant, occasionally they looked at each other, and their hearts were connected, and when they wanted to speak, they swallowed it again.

"You take care."

Before leaving, Shen Yuntang said goodbye to the old gang leader.

The old gang leader nodded slightly, with a smile in his eyes.

"Although there are still some stocks in Ziwei Pavilion, it's time to collect a batch of goods."

Recently, due to the arrival of important figures, the business of Ziwei Pavilion has improved a lot.Jiang Linchuan changed his clothes, came out of Baihuafang, and went to the second-hand market with Shen Yuntang.

It is not uncommon to get rich overnight here, and people are often deceived.

From time to time, the two heard passers-by talking:

"Shenjiayuan is getting more and more chaotic, there are fakes everywhere..."

"There are also many good things. As long as you have that vision, you can pick up a broken bowl and take it back. It's all treasures."

"The Shen family used to be a well-known big family, and they have always had a reputation for benevolence. How did they become so dilapidated?"

"What else can you do if you shoot the bird that stands out?"

This flea market was remodeled by Shen Garden Garden, looking around, it was messy and chaotic.

The courtyard walls are mottled and the railings are decayed.

"Where is the original owner here?"

"They should all be dead. The Qing Dynasty fell, and it was really a mess at that time... Countless people rushed into Shen's house, smashed it, robbed things and left. The same is true for other houses, and then there is no Shen family. information……"

"Third-rank officer, once the tree falls, the monkeys will scatter..."

"That Shen Yuntang who sings is said to be from a wealthy family, isn't it this one?"

"How is it possible? No matter how poor they are, they are still rich. How could they become those low-level opera singers? Those opera singers like to fabricate a poor life experience, so that they can be rewarded."

Jiang Linchuan raised his eyes and glanced at Shen Yuntang.

Shen Yuntang's Shen, is Shen Jiayuan's Shen?

That identity gap is really huge.

"It's all in the past."

Shen Yuntang smiled nonchalantly, and took Jiang Linchuan to an even more desolate abandoned place.

Some places have been taken away by the wealthy households today, some places have collapsed, and some places have built many shacks for people who come to Qicheng to beg for a living.

The usual old appearance is completely gone, the courtyard where Shen Yuntang lived before is still intact.One of the gates has been dropped, and the inside is full of crabapple flowers, no one prunes, and the branches and leaves are messy.There are several lines of different lengths engraved on the pillars of the veranda, where children once measured their height.

"Second young master, I plan to save some money, buy this yard, repair it, and live here in the future. Although it is a bit noisy, a few dogs are enough to guard the yard."

"Have you saved enough?" Jiang Linchuan glanced at the completely emptied yard, and there was only an empty shell left.

"That's enough. When I get back, I'll go buy a yard. When the yard is repaired, I invite the second young master to be our guest."

"I'll get the deed first, and then pass it on to you." Jiang Linchuan nodded.

Shen Yuntang smiled gratefully, took Jiang Linchuan into the bedroom, built a wall brick, and put a box inside.It contains a thick stack of land deeds and house deeds, which are well preserved, but have lost their effectiveness.There are also a few emerald green wrenches with excellent water head.I didn't know what it would be useful for, so I didn't want to sell it, but now it's just right to give it to the second young master.

"Second Young Master picks one he likes, and picks another one for Eldest Young Master, as my thank you."

Jiang Linchuan was not polite to Shen Yuntang, he picked the best jade and put it on Shen Yuntang's hand.

"Now you take care of your body and wear it for me, big brother, give it to him when you go back."

Shen Yuntang was stunned, the second young master lowered his eyes, his side face was focused, very attractive.It has nothing to do with the appearance, but lies in the inexplicable temperament of the body.

"What does Second Young Master think of me?" Shen Yuntang asked suddenly.

Although he doesn't care about other people's contempt and slander, he really wants to know what Jiang Linchuan thinks of him.If Jiang Linchuan really felt that the two were equal in status, he wouldn't have taken him back to the Jiang Mansion directly in the first place.Thinking of this, he felt a pain in his heart.

"You're very good, you're a quick learner of foreign language, and you have a good personality...Think about it carefully, there's nothing bad about you."

Jiang Linchuan pondered for two seconds.

Shen Yuntang turned his head to avoid Jiang Linchuan's eyes, his heart pounding.

No one had ever praised him like that before.

Usually in the eyes of others, he just sings well, even he himself thinks so.

"Second Young Master is also fine now." Shen Yuntang said seriously.

Jiang Linchuan finally got affirmation from the fat sheep, and he was in a good mood.

Perhaps it was because Shen Yuntang's fate was extremely rough, but he never saw him complaining about others and living seriously. Jiang Linchuan hoped that fate would treat him well and let him have a smooth future, repair the small courtyard, raise dogs and grow flowers, and live a smooth life.

If fate was unkind, he would do it himself.

On weekdays, some people came to Shen Garden to look at the flowers, and sighed that "in the old days, the swallows in front of Wang Xietang flew into the homes of ordinary people". The two came out of the abandoned garden without being abrupt, and they saw it at the stall and then went to the shop to look at it.Jiang Linchuan had sharp eyes and kept silent. He bought a lot of good things, some of which Shen Yuntang also recognized. Occasionally, the two would stare at the same item at the same time, and then smiled at each other.

boom--

Suddenly gunshots rang out, and everyone fled one after another, even ignoring the scattered things on the ground.

There was another continuous gunshot.

Jiang Linchuan pulled Shen Yuntang aside and walked out along the crowd.

Jiang Linchuan glanced back hurriedly, and saw a hat on the ground.

Meng Qing wore that one when he went out, maybe it was a coincidence, it was just a hat.

"Catch the secret agent!"

Along with the gunshots, there was the sound of patrolling soldiers.

The crowd dispersed faster now.

Jiang Linchuan looked back again, and there were two people lying on the ground, whose body shape and clothes color did not match Meng Qing's.

"What's wrong?" Shen Yuntang was a little frightened.

"Dizzy, misread."

"Let's go back home early today." Shen Yuntang was anxious, always feeling that something bad had happened.

"Okay." Jiang Linchuan nodded.

"I'll go to the Ziwei Pavilion first, and send these things over there, let the guy clean it up, and you wait for me in the mansion." Shen Yuntang worried about taking Jiang Linchuan out.Now he is "Second Young Master Jiang", he has a reputation in Qicheng, and he can even ask two guards to go out together.

"You can also deliver it tomorrow." Jiang Linchuan suggested.

"I'm afraid that martial law will be enforced tomorrow. I searched every house. I don't know how many days it will be sealed off. It's still too late." Shen Yuntang sighed, took two servants from the mansion, and hurried out.

As soon as Shen Yuntang left, Jiang Linchuan hailed a rickshaw and went to Baihuafang.

The news of the flea market did not spread throughout the city so quickly, and there is still time to go back and have a look.

If Meng Qingzhen had something to do with this matter, Baihuafang would be involved, and there would be no bones left.

At this time, there were still people singing on the stage, but they didn't know about the flea market.

Looking at it from a distance, Meng Qing was not on stage, Jiang Linchuan hurried to the backstage, and the old gang leader was not there either.There is also a large courtyard at the back, where the people in the opera gang usually eat and live.

Jiang Linchuan saw the kid who reported the letter before, walking in a hurry, and grabbed his collar directly. Seeing his frightened expression, he asked:

"Where did Brother Meng go as a guest, are you back now?"

The child shook his head, and ran away as soon as Jiang Linchuan let go.

Jiang Linchuan followed and watched him pick and choose in the cabinet.

"What are you looking for? Looking for medicine?"

"Take me to see." Seeing that he was so anxious that tears were about to flow, Jiang Linchuan pulled him aside and said seriously:

"I came back from the flea market and saw my brother. There is no need to hurt him. How bad is the injury? I know medical skills. If you waste time, you will not be able to save him."

The child glanced at Jiang Linchuan, and finally made up his mind. He led Jiang Linchuan to the cellar, and entered a dark room with an oil lamp on. It was dark and oppressive.

Meng Qing was lying on his back on the bed, bleeding was gurgling from his chest, his throat was open, like a person on the verge of dying of thirst, gasping for breath, every time he panted, blood sprayed out.

With a disguise on his face, he looked like an ordinary middle-aged man.

Seeing Jiang Linchuan coming over, he seemed a little disappointed, and looking at the child again, he was very worried.

"Did you hurt your lungs?"

There was nothing on the side, so Jiang Linchuan went straight to the hole, grabbed the hole, and tore it.

The wound on the chest is undoubtedly exposed.

At this time, the lethality of some bullets is not very good. The bullets grazed the edge of the lungs without breaking the lung lobes. If they are not treated in time, they will die from excessive blood loss.

Judging from the current situation, it is obvious that he cannot be sent to a doctor.

"Go to boil the water and boil the clean needlework." Jiang Linchuan patted the child.

The child looked at Jiang Linchuan suspiciously, and finally saw Meng Qing nod slightly before leaving.

"Brother Meng, it's too late now, I'll get you the bullet directly, bear with it."

Jiang Linchuan pretended to take out daggers and silver needles from his clothes, but they all came from space, and if they were conjured out of thin air, they might frighten Meng Qing.

He has learned some medical skills and is also proficient in the structure of the human body. His powerful soul power endowed him with extremely keen perception.

After being sterilized on the fire, Jiang Linchuan avoided the position of the lungs, took the bullet directly and violently, and then gave Meng Qing the enhanced special medicine.

If it weren't for the special medicine for the system, he wouldn't be so rude.

Hemostasis, disinfection and sterilization can promote wound healing and ensure that Meng Qing can be revived.

The deepest wound healed a little after applying the medicine, but even Meng Qing himself didn't know all about it.The pain was so strong that he thought he was going to die, so he handed the thing he was holding tightly to Jiang Linchuan.

After all, Shen Yuntang had never studied medicine, and the way he treated his injuries was very scary.The dagger is like cutting pork, causing severe pain, which makes people in a trance.

"Qing... Ping... No. 136..." Meng Qing struggled to spit out a few words, and when Jiang Linchuan took the thing and put it in his sleeve, Meng Qing passed out at ease.He knew that Shen Yuntang was innocent and had nothing to do with those people.

Now it depends on whether the information can be sent successfully.

If it can be delivered in time, there will be no regrets in death.

Fainting is a side effect of the specific medicine. The wounded will recover better when they are in a coma.

The child carefully brought boiling water, and the needle and thread were floating in it, as well as a clean cloth towel.

"It's hot." Seeing that Jiang Linchuan was about to reach out to pick it up, he quickly reminded him.

"fine."

The needle had already been threaded in advance, Jiang Linchuan picked up the end of the thread and brought it out.Clean the blood from Meng Qing's wound with a cloth towel before starting the stitches.

He never did needlework, but he sewed neatly for the first time.

After a person dies, if there is any trauma, the relatives will sew up the limbs, change into clean clothes, and bury them.

The child began to sob and cry, and asked in a low voice:

"Brother Meng, are you going to send it out for burial now?"

"He's not dead yet." Jiang Linchuan was surprised, pointing to the bloody bullet on one side,

"The bullets are all taken out, and they are left there."

作者有话要说：本来以为今天能双更，看来不行，明天再试一次感谢在2020-04-0823:16:40~2020-04-1023:30:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Nalan;

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: Qiuhe 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：郑竹120瓶；桥无笙70瓶；曜抱抱20瓶；捉迷藏18瓶；竹深、两个字、柳下春色、王哈哈、长雪10瓶；壹酒、腊排骨炖海带5瓶；烟郭云外、澄清叶1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!