Time-traveling Famous Doctors Are Hard to Find

Song Mingzhe hurried to Ma Shanren's door, but found that the building was empty, only Xingling and a few half-grown children were playing at the door.

"Where is the person tied here? There is a child who is similar to you." Song Mingzhe squatted down at the same height as the child and asked.

"He was taken away a long time ago. Some people suspected that Ma Shanren had a large cellar in his house, and there was a lot of grain hidden in it. No matter how much he asked, he refused to tell. They dragged him to the river."

Song Mingzhe's eyes darkened, and he almost couldn't stand up.

Kicking and kicking at the door of the house, even if there are countless eyes of neighbors watching, the old neighbors probably won't go too far, but taking it to the river outside the city is hard to say.

Song Mingzhe was in a hurry, grabbed Huangkou Xiaoer and shook him desperately, "Which river are they going to, tell me quickly." With a vague direction guided by the child, Song Mingzhe seemed to have received an order, and did not dare to delay for a moment, Qi sank to the dantian, as if stepping on a wind fire wheel under his feet, he could only see afterimages but no body, and rushed out close to the ground.

Song Mingzhe's guess is right, in a sense he can go to a certain website to write third-rate pure love novels.Haozi and his team pulled Ma Shanren's family to the water's edge, and first pressed Ma Shanren's head into the water, choking him until he was so frightened that Mrs. Ma and her daughter Zhizhi screamed.

After coming down several times, Ma Shanren still gritted his teeth and refused to say anything. Haozi became impatient and was about to drag Mrs. Ma out, but he didn’t expect that the three fees of his companions were the one with the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks mentioned above. Thinking about Ma Shanren's expression, he picked out Zhizhi like an eagle picking up a chicken.

Zhizhi was originally a lively girl who loved to laugh, but when her family changed drastically, she was already stuttering and unable to speak, she was dragged out by an iron chain, and she was so frightened that she could only cry.Mrs. Ma's scream was ear-piercing, and Ma Shanren's breathing suddenly became heavy.

Qian Sanfei sneered, and threw Zhizhi towards Hexin like a puppy.A few days ago, the flood just receded, the water was turbid, and there were many dead fish and chickens floating on the surface, the smell was unbearable.

Zhizhi screamed and struggled in the river, Qian Sanfei smiled and dragged Zhizhi back with the iron chain, and when Zhizhi crawled back to the bank in shock, he caught her and threw her again, and so on.Zhizhi's shouting became lower and lower, and Ma Shanren's teeth were gritted.

"I said, I said, let go of my daughter!" A hoarse voice sounded.

Qian Sanfei was about to pull Zhizhi up triumphantly, but with a slip of her palm, the iron chain slipped off, but Zhizhi, who was already exhausted, was unable to climb back to the shore. When a wave hit her, her small body was submerged in yellow water. Thin, dirty arms bob and sink on the water.

Mrs. Ma let out a heart-piercing cry, and rushed into the water regardless of others' obstruction.The young man who grabbed her exclaimed, and the iron chain in his hand was loosened. When everyone looked closely, it turned out that one of Mrs. Ma's arms had been hanging down in a strange posture, and it was obviously broken.Madam Ma didn't feel the pain at all, she walked into the water with her eyes straight, "My child, my child—"

The young man on the bank was in a panic, trying to pull Mrs. Ma back in a hurry. Mrs. Ma walked desperately towards the center of the river, pulling and rushing, and the iron chains were tightly stretched to a deadlock on the river.

Suddenly there was a muffled sound.

When Song Mingzhe arrived, the crowd dispersed. Ma Shanren hugged Mrs. Ma, whose face was covered with blood, and muttered, "They are all committing crimes, committing crimes, Xiaofeng, don't be afraid, our family will be reunited soon, Xiaofeng, you are as good-looking as you were back then."

Song Mingzhe propped his hands on his knees, panting because he didn't know, and looked for the girl in confusion.

Haozi's face turned pale, and he backed away and said to himself, "I didn't do it, I didn't do anything, it really wasn't me

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With a sound of splashing into the water, Song Mingzhe recurred his old injury after grinding beans for several days. He was two beats behind, and in front of his eyes, he saw Ma Shanren rolling into the rushing river with his unconscious wife.

A ray of bright red was still visible on the turbid water.

"Come on, help, come on!" Song Mingzhe was on the shore, wanting to call a few people to help him out, but unexpectedly, everyone turned around and ran away as if they had seen a tiger eating people. There were many, among which Qian Sanfei ran at the forefront.

Song Mingzhe asked Haozi, who was as dumb as a dry bamboo, to help, and ventured into the water to touch it a few times. However, his shoulder hurt and the underwater visibility was extremely low, but there was no trace of the family of three after searching for a long time.

Song Mingzhe, who was drenched all over his body, finally gave up. He squatted on the bank and wiped the water from his eyes calmly, squeezing the moisture from his clothes in vain.Rubbing his eyes and looking back at Haozi, his face was pale like a ghost, his lips trembled uncontrollably, and he looked like he was still in shock.

Song Mingzhe moved his mouth, wanting to say something, but finally failed to speak.Shaking his head, he took off his wet shoes, held them in his hands, and limped towards the city with bare feet.

It is said that Haozi never participated in such activities as eating big households again; it is said that Haozi had nightmares every night for a period of time, and he became thinner day by day. , I just dare not go to the well or the water alone.People asked him why, and he said that he was afraid of seeing his sins laughing at himself in the water.

Song Mingzhe only heard about these afterwords. After that day, he never went back to Sun’s house. Instead, he went to work in an inn. Thinking about how to skip class, the owner of the inn has no culture, he has a strange kitchen knife, the accountant is a sour scholar, and he married Xiao Guo, the waiter.Song Mingzhe works odd jobs in the inn like an invisible person, he thinks such a numb life is not bad.

When he was free, he always went to Wang's house, and he never gave up on asking if anyone took in a little girl named Zhizhi. Because of the fright, he might have a language barrier, but she has big eyes and looks cute.

Mr. Wang Danren, Mr. Wang, heard that Song Mingzhe came from the capital, and immediately received Song Mingzhe very much. He pretended not to understand the idea of ​​making friends with the two nobles during his conversation.Wang Danren has a well-trimmed short beard, piercing eyes, and a mid-spirited old man. His three words cannot be separated from his craftsmanship, his kiln factory, and the inheritance of his family business.

Song Mingzhe touched the back of his head and said that Mr. Wang is a fanatical craftsman.He seemed to be doing well with the boy he adopted, though.When the boy was playing with the spinning top, he knocked over the half-made soil embryo, and apologized incoherently in fright. Wang Danren just smiled and patted the little boy's head, and added water to the already formed soil embryo to redo it.

Song Mingzhe looked at the little boy quietly building blocks in the house, his eyes darkened and he thought of Zhizhi who was washed away by the water and whose life and death were unknown.

On this day, the sun was very good, and it was rare to see the blue sky. Song Mingzhe, who rarely saw the blue sky in his previous life, raised his head and squinted his eyes for a long time.Song Mingzhe, who was invited to Wang's house, wanted to find out about General Gu's situation in the west, and whether there was a convoy heading west recently, so he could hitch a ride.Unexpectedly, the father and son of the Wang family went to the kiln factory to guard the first kiln, and Yingniang was the only one at home.

"Ouch—" Wang's daughter-in-law Yingniang felt nauseous when pouring tea for Song Mingzhe. Song Mingzhe asked with concern, "Would you like to take your pulse? My family's medical skills are well-known in Beijing."

Yingniang looked suspiciously at Song Mingzhe's down-and-out appearance at the moment, and stretched out her hand hesitantly, "Help me take a look, I have a bad appetite recently, and I don't feel comfortable eating anything."

Song Mingzhe stretched out his right hand, and the lower classes of society don't have many male and female defenses. He pressed three fingers on Yingniang's pulse and pondered for a moment.During the previous adventures in the Sima Prison, he suffered from an old disease in his right hand. Although he didn't have much trouble feeling the pulse, he was not very flexible in writing, and his wrist was so sore when he held the pen for a long time.

"Your illness is serious, and it won't last for a year or so." Song Mingzhe lowered his face, a layer of gray appeared on Yingniang's face, and her body was crumbling.

Seeing that the fire was over, Song Mingzhe coughed, "This is joy, grandma!" He immediately changed into a festive expression, "Congratulations?"

Surviving a desperate situation, Yingniang's face gradually regained its color, but the expression on her face was not only joy, but mixed with disbelief and pain?

Song Mingzhe tilted his head. This is really a strange reaction. In Daliang, there is no daughter-in-law who does not want to have a baby early. The mother and child are safe. Only with a son at home can they have confidence and speak up straight. Although as a male creature, I don't understand , but since I was a child in Baicaotang, I have seen too much joy of pregnancy, this is not normal, right?

Try not to take the initiative to get involved in the professionalism of doctors and family problems that have nothing to do with the illness. Song Mingzhe got Yingniang's order not to tell others, obediently shut his mouth tightly, and be at ease as his saw-mouthed old clam.

"By the way, have you found someone to adopt for Wei Ran?" Song Mingzhe changed the topic, Yingniang put her hand on her lower abdomen, and said slowly as if she had made up her mind, "Father is looking for someone to adopt." I sent a big farmer named Hu from a neighboring county who owns land, and he was sent there early yesterday morning, so you might not see him in the future."

Song Mingzhe nodded his head half-understood, got up and left, without feeling the coldness in Yingniang's words.

Some days later, Song Mingzhe accompanied the shopkeeper's sister-in-law to the neighboring county to collect folk songs. In fact, he was looking for an excuse to eat, drink and have fun.

Occasionally remembered that Wei Ran, who was adopted by the Wang family, seemed to be sent here. Song Mingzhe wanted to visit him on a whim to see how he was doing recently.Unexpectedly, after asking a group of people, they all said that there is no big family named Hu here, and Song Mingzhe had a fine layer of cold sweat on his forehead.

He hastily found an excuse, saying that an expert with peerless martial arts wanted to trouble her aunt, Song Mingzhe easily dismissed the shopkeeper's sister-in-law, and followed the waiter Xiao Guo back to Yongping City quickly.

Song Mingzhe went to the county yamen to find out where Wei Ran was sent.The master with a goatee in the yamen knocked his cigarette ash impatiently on the threshold, "He who comes from Lali, he is a young man who speaks nonsense. We have lost a lot of children in the past two years, but we have never seen any family adopt a boy."

Song Mingzhe's heart was heavy like a weight, cold and hard. "Can you let me see the information on the missing persons?" The master just wanted to refute with a few words, but Song Mingzhe stood there quietly, his eyes full of pleading, "Human life is at stake, please, help me Take a look." Song Mingzhe flicked through the missing persons information, he let out a sigh of relief, but he didn't see Wei Ran's name, and the physical characteristics of several children of the same age were also very different.

Song Mingzhe cupped his hands and thanked him, thinking of going to other places in the county to ask if anyone knew where Wang Danren had sent Wei Ran.

The porcelain shop in the county, a simple man with a straight back, heard that Song Mingzhe was asking about Wang Danren, he hesitated to speak. "There have always been rumors that Wang Danren is not very good in our industry. It's better not to mention his name too much."

The man was cautious and refused to talk too much. The woman eating sunflower seeds at the counter looked like his wife, and her attitude was much more lively and casual. "Yo, isn't it just the king who harms people?" The woman spat out the melon seeds skillfully, "We all have rumors that he burns kilns and uses live children to sacrifice kilns, and the missing children in several surrounding counties are related to him. Anyone who knows something does not allow their own children to come near his house."

The woman pursed her lips and made a contemptuous expression, "We all said that Yinde has suffered too much, and his family deserves the death of their children and grandchildren."

"Stinky bitch, don't shut up yet!" The man roared, the voice was so loud that Song Mingzhe's eardrums rang.

There seemed to be a thread in Song Mingzhe's mind, connecting the missing child and Wang Danren's kiln factory. Song Mingzhe was thirsty, so he hurried back to Yongping without saying anything.

Song Mingzhe wasted no time in the kiln factory. Even the helpers were not there, and he could see the thick smoke rising from the kiln. Song Mingzhe hurried back to Yongping City. He usually felt that it was not far away. , unexpectedly so long.

"Where did you get my father?" Wang Yusheng seldom spoke loudly to Yingniang, but Yingniang's eyes were indifferent, "My father is obsessed with the kiln, so naturally he will stay in the kiln."

The veins on Wang Yusheng's forehead popped up, "I just came back from the kiln factory, and my father is obviously not there. You have been sneaking lately, don't do anything to break up this family!"

Yingniang smiled sadly, "My father-in-law has been hiding some things from others, but I don't believe you don't know that he doesn't use ordinary pigs and sheep for kiln sacrifices!"

Wang Yu was furious, "What does this have to do with you!"

Song Mingzhe caught up with great difficulty, looked at the two people who were at each other in the yard, and said intermittently, "Yingniang, do you think that Mr. Wang's disappearance has something to do with your brother?"

"It's related, what is related!" Yingniang turned around and threw all the bottles and jars off the shelf as if she had been poked on her foot. He saw something in the shards that terrified him.

A lot of ashes and fragments of bones were exposed in the broken porcelain pieces. At a glance, some of them were many years old, while others seemed to be newly fired.

"This is the Wang family full of benevolence, righteousness, courtesy and wisdom," Yingniang laughed wildly, but neither Song Mingzhe nor Wang Yusheng smiled. "One person does things and one person is responsible, so what if I locked my father-in-law in the kiln and burned him alive! How many children did he burn to death? When my brother was roasted by him, did you, Wang Yusheng, stand up and say something? Conscience? It's just that I can't bear to part with those two stinky coins, wolves, tigers, and leopards are working together..."

"Believe it or not, I killed you!" Wang Yu blushed angrily, grabbed the broken porcelain and ran towards Yingniang. Yingniang was caught off guard and fell to the ground clutching her stomach.