East China Sea dust

Chenshi, Ye City.

In an unremarkable courtyard somewhere in the town, an old man with gorgeous hair and a gray beard was carrying an ebony medical box, followed a young maid in a hurry, and walked towards a separate room in the northwest corner of the courtyard.

Not long after, the maid stopped at the door, raised her hand and pushed gently, opened the wooden door and stepped aside, lowered her head respectfully, and said softly: "Sir, the patient is inside."

The old man who looked like a doctor nodded slightly when he heard the words, and without stopping, he crossed the threshold and walked into the main room with the medical kit on his shoulders.

At this time, the sun was clear, and the room was filled with clear light through the window.

When he just entered the main room, the doctor had already smelled a fresh medicinal fragrance in the air.Looking around, I saw that the decoration in the room was simple and plain, even the gauze curtains were made of light green, and there was a low bamboo cabinet beside the bed.

Sure enough, a small red clay stove above it was boiling a pot of dark brown medicinal liquid.

The tongue of fire licked the bottom of the furnace, and the herbs in the pot and the clear water were fried into a thick and thick pot, bubbling and bubbling. In an extremely quiet room, these subtle noises would become extremely obvious.

The old man calmed down and carefully distinguished which kinds of medicinal materials were contained in the liquid medicine. After a while, a pair of old but clear eyes slowly showed some approval.

The furnishings in the house are simple, with one bed, one cabinet, one table and one chair, that's all.

Seeing, smelling, and asking are very important when seeing a doctor. After entering the door, the old man walked a few steps towards the wooden bed in the middle of the room and stood beside the bed. After a closer look, he could see the whole picture of the patient clearly.

I saw a young man on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, his face pale, his thin lips slightly pursed, a quilt tightly clutched in his hands, his forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and his brows were tightly frowned.

The man's appearance is very good, even if he looks chaotic and haggard, he can still discern a sense of nobility from between the brows and eyebrows of the other party. momentum.

For some reason, the elderly doctor was standing beside the patient. Unknowingly, with a sharper sense of smell than ordinary people, he could distinguish a trace of seawater's salty smell from the medicinal fragrance.

"..." The old man was stunned for a moment.

Although the city of Ye is near the sea, the location where the town is built is on a towering terrain, backed by high mountains, not to mention that the courtyard is built deep in the town, at least ten or twenty miles away from the sea. Smell the sea vapor.

The fishy and salty smell was fleeting, and just when the elderly doctor wanted to distinguish it carefully, it disappeared without a trace again.

Shaking his head helplessly, Geng Wenchang twirled his long gray beard.I heard from the owner of the courtyard that this young man was rescued from the seashore... Maybe that's why.

The doctor found a wooden stool that was as high as the bed and sat on it, took the medicine box off his shoulders, and laid it aside.Temporarily extinguishing the flames burning under the small red clay stove, he opened the solid wood medicine box and took out a clean white cloth from it.

The cloth was soaked in a cold liquid, revealing a soaked dark color, and the medicinal liquid exuded a cold refreshing fragrance, which permeated the air.

Geng Wenchang spread out the cloth, half-bowed and stood up, seeing that the cold cloth was about to touch the man's forehead——

at this time!The man lying flat on the bed with his eyes closed had opened his eyes suddenly, and a hawk-like gaze was directed at the white-haired old man beside him.

Before the terrified doctor came back to his senses, the man surrounded by the imposing aura of the mountain rain sat up straight. Although his face was still dazed and confused, his eyes were fierce and defensive, and his right hand was clenched. Claw-shaped, it went straight to the throat of the old man beside him!

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In the narrow and cramped main room, Ao Zhan with a gloomy face was half sitting up, staring at the group of people around the bed with a gloomy look, with a bad expression on his face.

Everywhere you look is unfamiliar scenery, the decorations are extremely simple, the air passing by the nose is mixed with the smell of herbs that Lord Dragon King hates the most, and the things on the body are also replaced by people, turning them into ordinary people. The cotton and linen fabric that people often wear.

Born with rich clothes and fine food, when did the noble Dragon King receive this kind of treatment?Ao Zhan's brows and eyes were heavy, even if his mind was not completely clear, the little patience he had left was about to be exhausted by the group of stupid mortals in front of him who just stared and said nothing.

... What made the proud Dragon King even more displeased was that the young man who should have been with him all the time disappeared without a trace.

Looking at the men, women and children in front of him, but there was no sign of Zhang Qinglan, Ao Zhan's face became even more cold and arrogant, and the frosty aura around him suddenly rose, making the two maids standing in the back row tremble and shrink back again. neck.

The man was wearing a pure black cloth that the maid had changed for him, and the front was opened wide because of the movement, revealing a piece of strong muscles underneath.

Ao Zhan sat on the bed with a cold expression, looked up and down the elderly doctor standing in front of him, and frowned even deeper.

Just when he woke up from his drowsiness, it was this person who grabbed a piece of cloth and moved towards him recklessly.Out of the instinct of self-preservation, Ao Zhan is almost about to shoot the opponent to death.

But at the moment when the man's fingertips were about to touch the old man's throat, a golden light that only Ao Zhan could see flashed past the old man - making Ao Zhan stop his movements abruptly, Slowly retract your right hand.

Ao Zhan withdrew his thoughts, half-closed his eyes, and looked up and down at the old man in front of him.

In fact, that golden light is nothing else, but it represents that the old man has great merits and virtues, and his merits have been cultivated to such a perfect state that his body is glowing with golden light, and he is dressed like a doctor... Presumably, he has saved countless lives and healed the wounded in his decades of practice. Fang has today's results.

Ao Zhan is a body of guilt, the way of heaven does not allow him to do anything to people who have no karma, and a doctor with many merits like an old man must respond to requests and must not disobey in the slightest.

Looking up gloomyly, Ao Zhan's tough face was covered with thick frost. He looked at the old doctor for a while, and then asked with a hoarse voice, "Where is this?"

The old man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his mind had stabilized and returned to the cage.So the old god twirled his beard on the ground, shook his head, and comforted him slowly: "Young students, don't worry."

As soon as the doctor finished speaking, a soft female voice sounded from inside the room: "This is the Yao family in Ye City, young master...do you still remember?"

I only heard that woman's voice was extremely soft and slow, as touching as a nightingale, and the speed of her speech was neither slow nor fast, and she had a calming power.

Ao Zhan's complexion didn't improve much, and he looked along the place where the voice came from, only to find that the man was standing behind the doctor, with a smile on his face, holding a filigree glazed sapphire fan in his hand, his gaze Looking at himself like water.

The woman has a slim figure and a face like peaches and plums. The emerald green skirt on her body is embroidered with bamboo leaves with gold and silver embroidery threads.

"The little girl's name is Yitang," the woman looked at Shang Ao Zhan's ice-like eyes, but without any fear, she began to whisper softly: "Yesterday was Mother's Day, and I went to the beach to help her." I set off lotus lanterns to pray for blessings, but I unexpectedly met the young master on the shore."

"At night, the wind was strong and the waves were strong, the young master was alone on the coast and passed out, unable to wake up."

"I originally sent servants and maids to search the coast, hoping that it would be good to find the servants of the young master's family... but in the end they found nothing."

Having said that, the woman showed a light smile on her face, and shook her head slightly, with a bit of worry mixed in her expression.After a while, he continued: "I was really abrupt, and in the end I couldn't help it, so I had to ask the guard Ding to bring the young master back first... Hope the young master is Haihan."

The woman's words and deeds are quite decent, although she can't cover everything, it can be regarded as an excuse that can convince ordinary people.

Alone and passed out on the seashore, he was rescued by a kind-hearted man, and now the kind-hearted man even invited a doctor to come for diagnosis and treatment. Logically speaking, no matter what, a woman should be a savior to Ao Zhan.

The doctors and maids present all held their breath, waiting for the man to thank him.

Unexpectedly, Ao Zhan's complexion became even worse after listening to it. There seemed to be endless black mist in his sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his thin white lips moved slightly. Although he still looked expressionless on the surface, anyone with a discerning eye could see it. It can be seen that this person's mood is extremely bad.

I don't know how long it took before the group of silent people heard the man's deep and strange voice slowly:

"..."

"You said, I was alone, unconscious on the shore?"

***

In the end, Ao Zhan was Zhang Qinglan who was found in the back kitchen of the Dragon King's Mansion.

The man had just got off the carriage, and before he even had time to change into his usual clothes, he strode towards the palace with a steady stride.With fingertips, he sensed Xueyu Chongli's position, and even used the spell of changing form and image, and rushed straight towards the back kitchen in a menacing manner.

In fact, Ao Zhan's eyebrows and eyes are extremely upright, his facial features are tough, his outline is like a knife and an axe, and he is extremely firm.But such a righteous face, at this time, also became gloomy and strange because of the heavy mist mixed in the pupils.

When the two met, Lord Dragon King was still wearing the rough pure black cotton single-clothes. automatic.

With a sound of "shua", Ao Zhan opened the back kitchen door with one hand, the veins on the back of his hand bulged, as if he had used a lot of strength.Not long after, the fragile mahogany door panel was removed by Lord Dragon King with one hand.

Squatting in front of the stove with her back to the door, Zhang Qinglan, who was bringing out the hot cup of Buddha Jumping Wall from the pot, froze silently when she heard the sound.

Then he turned around slowly, the young man looked open and clear, and even raised the back of his hand to wipe the suspicious oil stains on the corner of his mouth.

Only the young man said softly: "Master, you are back home."

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Lan Lan: I am very happy to be skinny. (Perhaps the little baby who is following the update can give the author some comments?