Chapter 9: Sickness

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"These people are actually blackmailing you to beg me, it's really damned. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info" Handan was explaining to Ling Jiaoyun that it was a bit far-fetched to give her the stairs, aiming to comfort herself and stabilize her anger, and she didn't want Ling Jiaoyun to die, because the resettlement of refugees had completely touched his interests and touched the bottom line of many nobles in Dongba City. The partition wall has ears, and there are many eyes and ears in Dongba City, and she can let her out of this mansion, but she will never be able to return to the medicine hall.

"No, it's the little girl's meaning, it's not the fault of these refugees, they don't even have the right to live because of the war?" Ling Jiaoyun frowned coldly, who said that women are not as good as men, this woman supported the refugees at this time.

The corners of Handan's mouth twitched, he stopped his chopsticks, and with a force of his hand, the chopsticks were broken, and the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and he slapped the table and stood up: "Then do you know how many of those refugees were displaced because of me, how many nights they fled to Dongba City and I couldn't sleep peacefully, but if it wasn't for my mercy, do you think they would be able to enter the city?" I'm afraid it's already in the wilderness. ”

"I'm sorry, I'm a little excited, Miss Ling, I'll treat you again next time, this dinner will be over, Hanshan, send off." Handan calmed down, said lightly, and went straight out.

Ling Jiaoyun wanted to continue to say something, but the housekeeper Hanshan had already blocked in front of Ling Jiaoyun, cut off Ling Jiaoyun's way, put her left hand flat on her chest, and stretched her right hand sideways: "Miss Ling, please go this way."

Ling Jiaoyun gritted her silver teeth with hatred, and as Handan Mountain left Handfu, Ling Jiaoyun looked at Ronghua's Handfu again, unwilling but what could she do?

In the slums north of Dongba City, the refugees are lying on bluestone slabs, already asleep, the environment here is indeed very poor, a few broken tents are crowded with patients, from time to time there is a burst of groaning, the stench outside the tent hits, is the smell of wound infection. Ling Jiaoyun took the medicine box from the corner, and her steps were as light as possible so as not to disturb them. But these refugees have experienced the situation of the city being ruined and their families ruined, and their sleep is very shallow, so they naturally woke up when they heard a hint of wind, and when they saw that the person who came was Ling Jiaoyun, a smile appeared on the sad faces of the refugees: "Ling ......"

Ling Jiaoyunyu put her fingers on her red lips and motioned for them to silence, and the refugees looked at the sick number under the tent behind them, shut up obediently, and lay down one after another as if nothing had happened. Ling Jiaoyun entered the tent with the gap between the refugees' bodies, her beautiful eyes stared, and she saw that one person was smirking at herself, she was a big man, and she was a little surprised: "Why are you here?"

"Kaka suddenly had a high fever, and it just so happened that Doctor Ling was not there, so I could only let me replace him, but fortunately, I didn't return what I learned to you, and Kaka's fever finally subsided." The big man shrugged helplessly and teased, but a little tiredness between his eyebrows could not be concealed.

"That's good, then you can rest." Ling Jiaoyun first breathed a sigh of relief, the doctor is benevolent, and the first thing to worry about is only the patient, which is her professional ethics. When she put aside the doctor's shackles again, the first thing she saw was the fatigue of the big man, and she couldn't help but feel distressed.

Ling Jiaoyun patted his leg and let the big man lie down, the big man didn't think twice, because this is a normal thing for him, others will think that the beauty is warm and fragrant, but the simplicity of the big man will never associate this stubble, in his opinion, this is just a way to express closeness, and one of the more things to add, he pillowed Ling Jiaoyun's legs, Ling Jiaoyun also leaned on his shoulder! This is really nothing, but if you let Handan know that if you don't do it well, you may vomit blood, people have to die than people, and you have to throw away goods compared to goods, Handan prides himself on being charming, but isn't it planted on the stupid boy of the big man?

Ling Jiaoyun looked at the big man who was snoring on his lap, he looked amorous in the moonlight, and the tenderness in his eyes was full of tenderness as if there was no one around, and indeed no one would disturb them without opening his eyes, Ling Jiaoyun rubbed the big man's slightly boring black hair jade fingers and slid on his not handsome face, from the lips to the bridge of the nose. Ling Jiaoyun's black pupils turned to gray and spread out, and the gentle smile slowly became hideous with the change of the curvature of the corners of her mouth, mixed with madness, and she chuckled after muttering: "I want you to be my private property for the rest of your life."

When the gray of her pupils dissipated, Ling Jiaoyun frowned, covering her temples in a daze, her pretty face was only confused and uneasy, she glanced at the big man nervously, and found that the big man was sleeping soundly and showed no signs of waking up, so she relaxed a lot.

This situation just now was not once or twice, it had been going on for several years, and Ling Jiaoyun had long been used to it, so there was not much fear. Healers cure the sick and save people, but the healer is not God, not omnipotent, even God does not dare to say too much, not to mention that as a mortal doctor, who really knows the truth that healers do not heal themselves?

Ling Jiaoyun had never seen this kind of disease, and there was no corresponding record in ancient books, when she asked other doctors to diagnose it, those doctors thought it was a provocation from her, so they trembled so much that they picked up the medicine box and left. Ling Jiaoyun's original intention of coming to Dongba City was to treat herself and others' diseases, and it has been less than three years, but no one knows her for a long time, her consultation fee is extremely low, and she is definitely the most conscientious compared to the services of other medical centers. There are rules in the industry, and it is taboo to steal people's jobs, obviously Ling Jiaoyun just broke this unspoken rule, plus she also said that kind of illusory illness, those doctors felt that it was a provocation and it was understandable, so Ling Jiaoyun's illness was delayed for many years.

Ling Jiaoyun felt that the seizures had become more frequent recently, and her brows were tightly knit all day long, a week ago she rescued the fainting big man in the suburbs, which was strange because she passed out on the big man at the time, but since she rescued the big man, she often had a smile on her face, it seemed that the big man had a special ability to pull her emotions. Subconsciously Ling Jiaoyun glanced at the big man again, and found that the big man was smiling lightly, not knowing what kind of dream he had. Looking at it, "poof", Ling Jiaoyun smiled, and could hear her heartbeat slowly flattening quietly, leaning on the pole of the tent and closing her eyes.

"Ding Ding Ding ......" The alarm bell in Dongba City is loud, and it rings very tightly, which is the highest level of beat. The alarm bell of Dongba City is divided into three sections: Di, Ya, Ding, Ding represents the danger of losing the city at any time in the event of an irresistible enemy invasion, of course, only in the inner city will there be such an early warning, because the inner city is inhabited by nobles and merchants with political status.

The slum is the outermost part of the outer city of Dongba, and the alarm bell cannot be heard, so they still sleep very deeply. Unaware that the Grim Reaper had set up his scythe, he smiled and stretched out his left hand and hooked it at them.

A gust of wind blew, the big man's nose twitched, and when he opened his eyes, he not only heard the alarm bells but also smelled the smell of danger, not only one, but the whole surrounding area with this smell spreading. Suddenly it was terrifyingly quiet, and the big man understood that it was a storm brewing, and the next moment it would plummet. The big man's voice was like thunder, breaking the dead silence: "Everyone, hurry up, the alarm bell is ringing, run away with the patient who is not injured, quickly!"

The refugees woke up, and saw the big man roaring there, seeing that his expression was urgent and real, they knew that there was something big, and no one dared to disobey, they had experienced the destruction of the city and the death of the family, and the only thing left was this life, and they didn't dare to gamble and couldn't afford it! They quickly got up and helped the sick man, and retreated to the inner city, the big man glaring into the grass and grunting lowly, as if he were confronting something.

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