Weicheng snow

Qiao Niang still wanted to debate again, but the county magistrate behind him led a group of arresters to meet him. He had a smile on his face, as if he thought that the monk in front of him should be easier to talk to than the ghost-faced gentleman.Monk Wuliang recognized the identity of the county magistrate by virtue of the visitor's brocade clothes, put away his Zen staff, and bowed to him very politely, "The benefactor must have understood the purpose of this poor monk's visit, my Buddha is merciful, and I don't want to live or kill. The benefactor thinks twice."

The county magistrate naturally wished for this Shura to be sent away without bloodshed, and he even complied with the request of the infinite monk, "Think about it? No need, but a dead tree. If the eminent monk likes it, he can take it."

Monk Wuliang thanked the county magistrate, knocked his Zen staff on the ground, and then four weird men with painted faces appeared and moved the blood peach tree into the forest. The figure of the last strange man disappeared into the grass, and he dared to ask, "Does the eminent monk have any other requests, to put it bluntly, the little official will go through fire and water."

Monk Wuliang shook his head, "The poor monk has only one request."

Qiao Niang knew that people in the Marrow Sect would not be so kind, so she attached a knife handle to her right hand, and as long as he made that bloodthirsty and crazy request, she could directly attack the opponent's face.

All the people present were nervous, and the county magistrate who spoke on behalf of the residents of Weicheng was even more sweaty, "Please speak, eminent monk."

Monk Wuliang closed his eyes and said reverently, "I also ask the county magistrate to allow the poor monk to chant scriptures here to save the souls of the dead."

As soon as these words came out, Qiao Niang's hand holding the handle of the knife slipped off. She couldn't believe it, but after thinking about it, she felt a little ridiculous.

Seeing that the request was not too much, the county magistrate hurriedly agreed, and the monk Wuliang thanked him very politely, then went to the other side of the river to find an open place to sit cross-legged and recite the scriptures. Seeing this scene, everyone present thought it was both absurd and novel, " Don’t they all say that the marrow-eating cult members are heinous and only know life and death? This monk seems to me to be a good person.”

Yi Qingchen stood behind the boulder, looking in the direction of the monk Wuliang, he didn't really care about the life and death of these Weicheng people, he just glanced at it for a while, then squatted down to check Master Liu and Jiang Zhige injury.

Both of them are not in good physical condition, Master Liu has been in a coma, Jiang Zhige's right foot is broken, and he had been running along the river bank for a long time before, now he relaxes, and the accumulated pain surges all at once , The pain was so painful that the blue veins on the forehead popped out, and the color of the lips turned white.

Yi Qingchen took off the boot on Jiang Zhige's right foot, there was already a big bulge, and it was smeared with purple blood inside, Yi Qingchen had never studied medicine, he could only use cloth strips and sticks Even though the wrapping looks good, it can't be cured after all. In the end, it has to be sent to the hospital for treatment in time.

The crowd at the city gate dispersed like birds and beasts, although there were still a few or two people who liked to watch the excitement and stood by the river to watch the police clear up the stones, but most of them escaped without their business.

Qiaoniang led a group of people along the river bank to find Yi Qingchen's shelter. Two river workers carried Liu Seqing and Jiang Zhige on their backs, and the other two held umbrellas beside them, and quickly took him two People sent to the best medical center in the city.

Qiao Niang wanted to go to the clinic with her, but just now she ran two steps, when she turned her head, she saw Yi Qingchen standing there with her umbrella in her hand, she didn't know what she was thinking.

Qiao Niang looked at He Gong who was running away, and then at Yi Qingchen who was standing there blankly, after all, she was still worried about the latter, she stepped forward to ask, "Mr. Yi, don't you want to go with me? Worrying about the medical expenses is all covered by Qiao Niang."

The white clothes on Yi Qingchen's body had already been splashed with mud and water. In addition, he had just come out of the water, his hair and clothes were wet, and the white paper umbrella had several holes poked by wood and stones. is a result.Seemingly embarrassed, matched with the romantic face of Qingchen in the top, but out of thin air, there is a sign of being trapped by love and desolate, and anyone who looks at it will feel pity.

Qiao Niang knew very well that the old and the young in the Liu family were not better than the other, especially the young one, who would definitely get sick if exposed to rain, so she leaned her umbrella closer to him.

The bright red umbrella cloth finally brought back Yi Qingchen's consciousness. He looked around for a moment, and then realized that both Master Liu and Jiang Zhige had been sent to the hospital. It's strange, "Young Master Yi, you seem to be very preoccupied recently."

Yi Qingchen laughed awkwardly, "Young lady Qiao laughed. But thinking of some old friends I forgot earlier, I was in a trance for a while, and I couldn't help myself."

Qiao Niang became even more curious when she heard this, "Mr. Yi's younger brother is no longer an ordinary person, but I don't see you acting like this. This person is a blessing in life. He can make you so worried, Mr. Yi. I don't know who his name is or which family he is from." girl?"

Yi Qingchen laughed even more embarrassed when he heard the words, "To tell the truth, it's not a girl."

Qiao Niang clenched her right fist and tapped the palm of her left palm, thinking she understood, "Young master Yi must have had many good brothers who went through life and death back then. In life, it is not easy to have someone who shares weal and woe. You are so lucky."

Yi Qingchen felt that this matter and Qiaoniang seemed to be unreasonable, so he reluctantly dealt with it by nodding with a smile. Still agreed.

The best medical clinic in Weicheng is undoubtedly Boss Huang's Survival Hall, and Yi Qingchen has complicated feelings about this place.

As soon as Fang entered the medical center and put away the paper umbrella, the smell of rouge overwhelmed the smell of medicine and came to his face. Before Yi Qingchen's paper umbrella was placed firmly, Boss Huang's four concubines rushed over, two of them holding Yi Qingchen His left and right arms, and the other two were leading the way, all of them wiping the corners of their eyes with handkerchiefs, all in a state of mourning.

Qiao Niang looked at the sealing knife at her waist, and then at her fist as big as a sandbag, and she took out a handkerchief from her sleeve in a decent manner, and wiped her tears like these little girls.

Seeing this situation, Yi Qingchen didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

The aunt who was leading the way sighed and complained all about the Marrow Eating Sect, the second aunt flattered the aunt's remarks, the third and fourth aunts kept nodding, and said "yes, yes".

Yi Qingchen listened in a daze, and probably heard that the four concubines had scolded the eighteen generations of the ghost-faced gentleman Jiang Jiuqu's ancestors. After hearing these remarks, otherwise, even if his leg bones were broken, he would be so upright that he would jump up in anger.

The four aunts led Yi Qingchen and Qiaoniang to the door of a room. One of the river workers was still waiting at the door. When he saw Qiaoniang, he came up to explain the situation to her. He also became solemn, took out a money bag from his waist, weighed it, and handed it to the river worker.

Yi Qingchen leaned against the bamboo wall beside him silently, chewing on the information in the two people's words.

He Gong's accent carried a hint of dialect, even though Yi Qingchen had lived here for ten years, it was very difficult for him to hear it, but he still found a few key pieces of information from it.

For example, although Jiang Zhige's life is not in serious danger right now, but that leg is too badly injured. If he doesn't use the precious medicinal herbs to keep it healthy, he may be left with sequelae and cripple for the rest of his life. Even if the injury recovers later, he cannot be easily injured Otherwise, this foot is completely useless.

In contrast, although Master Liu had no serious external injuries, his internal injuries were extremely serious. In addition, he was old and frail but had overdrawn so much internal energy, he might not be able to wake up for a while.

The most frightening thing was that a black blood clot appeared on Master Liu's knee.

The cause of the blood clot is still unclear, but Boss Huang determined that the toxicity and quantity of the poison are enough to kill.Since Boss Huang dared to open this sky-high pharmacy in Weicheng, diagnosis and pathology, the basics that medical practitioners should master, can't go wrong.

Right now, Boss Huang is still trying to rescue him in the room separated by a wall, but at most it can only slow down the spread of the toxin in the meridians, and it is impossible to completely eradicate it.

He Gong and Qiao Niang left the Survival Hall after explaining, the latter turned to look at the expression on Yi Qingchen's face, "Young Master Yi, don't worry, Qiao Niang, I will try my best to use the best medicine... ..." Yi Qingchen sighed, stood up straight, and bowed deeply to Qiao Niang, "Qingchen has something to ask Qiao Niang, and I hope Qiao Niang will answer."

Yi Qingchen said something so solemnly that even an old Jianghu like Qiaoniang was unavoidably flustered. The four concubines were also very sensible. Seeing that the atmosphere became solemn and depressing, they resigned one by one. In the end, only Qiaoniang and Yi Qingchen looked at each other.

In her life, Qiaoniang was most afraid of her friend's request to her in a heroic tone, but now Yi Qingchen's tone is very heroic, but the words are not blurted out.She thought wildly for a while, and said first, "Don't do something ridiculous, I can still afford the money for the medicine."

Yi Qingchen just smiled and shook his head, "I just want to ask Miss Qiao to take care of Master for a while." Although Yi Qingchen was smiling, he smiled very forcedly, Qiaoniang couldn't see his emotions at the moment , Subconsciously want to refuse.

But after Yi Qingchen explained these words, without waiting for Qiaoniang to answer, he turned and walked towards the entrance of the Survival Hall.

He picked up the umbrella, but before he stepped out of the shop door, the more Qiao Niang thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became, and she finally chased after her, "Where are you going?" Yi Qingchen put the handle of the umbrella on his shoulder, tilted his head and smiled lightly, and walked Into the rain, leaving only a light words, "go to a place to go."

"Meet someone you deserve."

"Ask the right questions."

The rain was still pattering down, Qiao Niang stood where she was, with her hands on the bamboo curtain, she was reluctant to put it down, watching the white shadow slowly walk into the ruins outside the city gate, gradually getting far away, broken and blurred It's too late, and there is a emptiness and illusion that this person will never come back here out of thin air.

But she did not catch up after all.

Volume Two: Lingshan Chapter