Chapter 263 The Voice of the People

Bai Shiyu was completely different from before, with an iron-blooded posture, he took out the walkie-talkie as soon as he got out of the car and began to command the arrest of people, and in less than five minutes, the three patients were arrested and escorted to the middle of the compound. Xia Yun didn't know why, he wanted to go out to see what the situation was, but he was also detained by the army and escorted downstairs as soon as he came out of the consultation room.

Although the Bai family is a military family, Xia Yunshen has some intersection with them on weekdays, and they are not like the kind of people who arrest people indiscriminately. Xia Yun asked puzzledly: "Brother Bai, it's me, don't you know me?"

Bai Shiyu took out a pistol from his pocket, put the fire on Xia Yunshen's head, and said viciously: "Wang Ba Lamb, I still trust you so much on weekdays, and I still want to entrust Xiaoguang to you, but I didn't expect you to do such a thing of collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country." Take this traitor and these three Goryeo spies away!

"Wait a minute!" A car at the door rushed into the yard with a sudden brake, Bai Guang ran out of the car, and protected Xia Yunshen with red eyes and said, "Brother, it's wrong." Yun Shen has been fighting wits and courage with the Fusang people these days, and he almost took his life several times, how could he collaborate with the enemy and betray the country. There must be a misunderstanding, there must be a misunderstanding!"

"Compared to Goryeo, Fuso is a small thing. Bai Shiyu always said with a dark face: "Xiaoguang, my father gave a death order in this matter, and he is determined to die this time." For the sake of your old days, there is still a little affection. I'll give you five minutes. If you have any last words or unfulfilled wishes, you can say them first. ”

Bai Mingzhen's death order? But Bai Mingzhen also named Xia Yunshen to treat his people. If these three people were really Goryeo's spies, then how could they know about the Thirteenth Mixed Brigade? Xia Yunshen's heart was full of questions at the moment, which had completely affected his normal thinking. It happened suddenly, and with the Kaman virus, he didn't ...... at all

"Xiaoguang, listen to me, there must be a misunderstanding in this matter. You go back and ask Grandpa about it and see what the hell is going on. Before Xia Yunshen finished speaking, a gunshot suddenly rang out in the field, and a bloody arrow shot out of Xia Yunshen's back. Xia Yunshen only felt a huge force penetrate his body, and the whole person flew out completely upside down.

The sound of gunfire came from the military vehicle facing the two of them, Xia Yunshen held back the pain in his shoulder, frowned, glanced at the military vehicle hard, and snorted coldly: "Bai Mingzhen! Lao Tzu has no grievances with you, why do you want to harm me." ”

"A person who collaborates with the enemy and betrays the country will be punished by everyone. We have just intercepted a cargo ship, which is full of poison and drugs, and the route of this liner is to go to Goryeo via Fuso. Do you want me to call the dock and call up the recording of the call you gave to the dock?" Bai Mingzhen slowly walked out of the car and looked at Xia Yunshen coldly.

"Grandpa," Bai Guang didn't care about any dignity, she only knew that Xia Yunshen was in danger now, she threw herself to Bai Mingzhen's side and hugged his thigh and said, "Impossible, it must be a mistake." Yun Shen has been fighting to the death with the Fusang people in the past few days, he is the hero of Yun Jin! Didn't the city government just give him an award?"

"It's easy to be a hero, but it's not so difficult to be a traitor. Bai Mingzhen blew the fireworks from the desert eagle in his hand, sighed, and said, "All those who came up to plead for mercy today will be punished for collaborating with the enemy!"

The drama of life and death. Xia Yunshen has really seen too much. But when these things really happened to him, Xia Yun was a little unacceptable. He shook his head indifferently and let the soldiers take him into the car. Since it's useless to explain it, it's better to follow the trend and see what kind of medicine is sold in the Bai family's gourd.

The military vehicle had just driven to the gate, but it unexpectedly stood up. Bai Mingzhen poked his head out of the window and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Commander, in front of you are the citizens of Yunjin. They blocked the road, and we couldn't get through it. Said the driver of the first car. Xia Yunshen was escorted in the carriage and couldn't see the situation outside, so he had to use his eyes to release his divine sense to observe.

Every game of the TCM Conference is broadcast live by major media. The situation that happened in the compound just now, as well as the situation of Xia Yunshen's treatment of the three patients until now, the citizens have seen it. A group of people who have never known each other in their lives actually formed a team just like this, just to send off the hero in their hearts, the pride of Yunjin.

The picture presented by the divine consciousness made Xia Yunshen's eyes slightly moist. On weekdays, I only listen to colleagues complaining about doctor-patient relationships and medical disputes. In fact, where is it so complicated, people who sincerely treat diseases and save people, and think about the patients will naturally be respected by people. Bai Mingzhen had no choice but to get out of the car and open the door of the carriage and said, "Don't say that I won't give you a chance, evacuate the crowd." ”

Xia Yunshen endured the grief in his heart, wiped the tears in his eyes, jumped out of the car with the soldiers, and smiled at the citizens: "I know that many of you came to see me today. Having happened like this, it is clear that I am no longer qualified to be your doctor. But please believe that there are many good doctors, and you can find any one to treat you. ”

"We took the train for two days and came here to present this pennant to Dr. Xia. We are Hongyang people, and it was Dr. Xia's wonderful rejuvenation that saved our parents. A young man in a straight suit walked up with a pennant in his hand, followed by countless people slowly walked forward, and the crowd gradually formed a human wall.

"Everyone," Xia Yunshen had no choice but to turn around and say to his colleagues: "All the patients who come to me for medical treatment today will not be charged medical fees. I'll ask my friends to settle all the accounts. Yunshen still has something to do, so I will entrust the Chinese medicine conference to everyone! President Zhu, please do your best to elect a responsible vice president of the association!"

If something like this happens, it is impossible for Xia Yunshen to participate in the entire Chinese medicine conference. Without his Yunjin team, it is impossible to compete with other doctors. He can only hope that Zhu Zhengting can elect a reliable president to complete the revival of traditional Chinese medicine in Huaxia and help him come out in the future.