Master is a white moonlight

After leaving the Mo's mansion, Leng Yijiao followed Adjutant Zhang, wondering why this man knew that he had come to Mo Yu's house.

For some reason, I felt guilty for a while, so I kept my head down and kept silent.

The car was speeding up and down the street all the way, but it was not in the direction of the Customs House.

"Adjutant Zhang, aren't we going back to the palace?"

Leng Yizhen withdrew his gaze from the window, looked at Adjutant Zhang sitting beside him and asked.

"Doctor Leng, we are not going back to the mansion." Adjutant Zhang replied.

"Not going back to the palace?" Leng Yijiao frowned slightly, "Then where are we going?"

"Go to the quit smoking center."

"Smoking quitter?" Leng Yijiao frowned even more, and looked at Adjutant Zhang inexplicably, "Where is that place? Is it white-faced?"

"Correct."

"Did something happen?"

"Well, someone committed suicide." Adjutant Zhang said calmly.

As soon as these words came out, Leng Yizhen suddenly opened a pair of almond eyes, and was speechless in surprise.

The car drove south all the way, and after about 10 minutes, it stopped in front of a big house.

The house looks quite old, and the bricks and tiles used to build the walls are the old-fashioned fired bricks and tiles, which are not like the Chinese and Western bricks and tiles that can be seen everywhere on the streets of Pingjing City.

A gilt plaque with a black background of nanmu is hung on the top of the gate of the house, with three golden characters "Smoking Quit Center" written on it.

"Doctor Leng, please come inside." Adjutant Zhang got out of the car first, pointed to the gate beside him, looked at Leng Yizhen and said, "The chief is waiting for you inside."

"Adjutant Zhang, please lead the way." Leng Yijiao said politely.

"Doctor Leng, please follow me." Adjutant Zhang turned around as he spoke, stepped over the threshold, and walked towards the inner courtyard.

Leng Yizhen followed behind Adjutant Zhang, and the two entered the inner courtyard one after the other.

As soon as he stepped into the inner courtyard, Leng Yijiao heard a sharp female cry.

"give me white flour...give me...give me...."

The woman's voice came from nowhere, it sounded very sad.

The first few words seem to be full of strength, but the last few words seem to be exhausted.

Leng Yizhen couldn't help but froze in place, looking around, trying to find the source of the sound.

Suddenly, a figure popped out from nowhere and ran towards Leng Yijiao.

The man had messy short hair, and the long gown on his body was not only dirty, but also worn out.

Judging by his body shape, he was obviously a tall man of nearly seven feet, but he was so thin that only a bunch of skin and bones remained.A pair of eyeballs are almost completely sunken into the eye sockets.

His eyes are dull and he is insane.

Running and running, the man staggered and fell to the ground.He was dying, as if he would never get up again.

"Let me die.....I'll be happy if I die.....Let me die..."

The man lay on the ground, repeating it non-stop, his breath was like a gossamer, it seemed that this was the only breath left.

Suddenly, two tall and thick men followed from nowhere, holding a bundle of hemp rope in their hands, and aggressively chased him in the direction of the man.

Seeing this, Leng Yijiao wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Adjutant Zhang who was beside him.

"Doctor Leng, these are not your business." Adjutant Zhang stretched out his arms and stopped in front of Leng Yixuan, with a blank expression on his face.

"But.........."

Leng Yizhen wanted to say something more, but seeing Adjutant Zhang's stern face, he didn't dare to continue.

"Doctor Leng, don't keep the chief waiting." Adjutant Zhang withdrew his arm after finishing speaking.Turning around, the pace was significantly accelerated.

Leng Yizhen turned his head to look at the man again, only to see that the man had been tied up by the two strong men who were chasing up.One person dragged one leg and headed in the opposite direction.

Leng Yijiao stood on the spot, gritted his teeth, and obediently followed behind Adjutant Zhang, and also quickened his pace.

The two walked around the promenade, one behind the other, and stopped in front of a house in the west courtyard.

At the door of the room stood two rows of non-commissioned officers in white customs uniforms, all of them majestic and solemn, with guns behind their backs.

A non-commissioned officer standing in the middle saw Adjutant Zhang leading the people, stepped forward quickly, raised his right hand to his temple, and made a military salute with his five fingers together, "Adjutant Zhang!"

Adjutant Zhang nodded his chin slightly at the non-commissioned officer as a response.Then he took a step forward, came to the door of the room, raised his voice and said respectfully, "Chief, Doctor Leng is here."

It took about ten seconds before Jiang Haotian's deep voice came out of the room.

"Please come in Doctor Leng."

Leng Yijiao stood behind Adjutant Zhang, and only after Adjutant Zhang pushed open the door did he cross the threshold and enter the room.

Jiang Haotian sat on a chair in a dark brown long gown, his eyes fell on the doorway, to be more precise, on Leng Yijiao.

"Chief." Leng Yizhen lowered his head, trying to maintain his composure, so as not to look so flustered.

Jiang Haotian raised his head, raised his chin slightly, looked at Leng Yizhen with a pair of falcon-like jet-black eyes, and said straight to the point, "Doctor Leng, you can make a prescription for white noodles, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Leng Yizheng's pupils couldn't help but dilate.

Jiang Haotian's tone was not a question, but a direct order.How could Leng Yizhen not hear this!

"Doctor Leng, the situation is becoming more and more uncontrollable now." Jiang Haotian looked at Leng Yizhen and said in a deep voice, "As the head of the customs, even if I continue to strictly control white noodles from the source, those miscellaneous I don’t know where to cheat so much white noodles! Now the whole Pingjing is full of drug addiction, and the people are living in dire straits.”

"It turns out that white flour is only a luxury that dignitaries can afford, but in recent years, these bastards who sell white noodles have extended their claws to the common people for the sake of profit. Those who sell white noodles, I will catch a dead One. But those people who have become addicted to drugs, apart from committing suicide or dying of illness, none of them can get out of here alive." Jiang Haotian sighed, his tone softened, "It's nothing for this person to die, he deserves it. But his The family members are innocent, and the whole family still counts on him to earn money to support them."

"If things go on like this, there will be only a bunch of old, weak, sick and disabled left in the whole of Pingjing. How can we talk about strengthening the country and building the country!" Jiang Haotian made a heartfelt speech, looked at Leng Yizhen after speaking, and waited for Leng Yizhen to express his opinion.

As the head of customs, Jiang Haotian holds the power of life and death. Killing a person is as easy as crushing an ant, but it is difficult to save a person, and it is even more difficult to save a group of people.

It's not that there are people with great medical skills around me, but all of them are deep, treacherous and cunning people.Afraid of taking responsibility, he insisted on being soft and hard and not cooperating.

Although Jiang Haotian still hadn't figured out the details of Leng Yijiao, he relied on his secret observations these days.It seems that I have a certain understanding of this little girl.

This little girl is not only excellent in medical skills, but also has a compassionate heart.

Adjutant Zhang saw Leng Yijiao secretly giving away the change he had on his body to beggars on the street a few times, and even gave Mo Yu some medicine for his doctor's visits several times.

Such kind-hearted people who are not stained with the world are the most easily moved.

Jiang Haotian's heartfelt words successfully ignited Leng Yijiao's heart to help the world.

Leng Yizhen's almond eyes were stained with a little mist, and he tried his best to suppress the blood and soreness in his chest.

"Chief." Leng Yizhen looked at Jiang Haotian and said seriously, "I can't guarantee that I will be able to make the prescription, but I promise that I will do my best."

Jiang Haotian looked at Leng Yizhen with satisfaction, and said, "Doctor Leng, you can just make up your prescription. In terms of medicinal materials, you can just ask what herbs you need, and you don't need to think about the price. Even if it is buckskin ginseng, it doesn't matter. "

"Mr. Xie." Leng Yijiao nodded heavily, and said seriously, "I will definitely do my best to prepare this prescription."