Chongyang said that he wanted to know the real situation of the black street, and Song Yun, who had left a way back for himself, began to introduce her surroundings very intimately, and if she met acquaintances, she would introduce her to acquaintances, so that people could entertain her well.

The main street of the black street is not very wide, and you can see garbage on the street at random, and there is a rancid smell wafting there.

Song Yun said: "It's good in winter, but it can smoke people to death in summer, but the higher authorities have issued an order for us to rectify it, and if we litter or urinate on the street, we will be caught and beaten with boards." ”

"We're not sick, why should we be locked up and can't go out!"

"Yes, this is our home, it is our freedom to leave or come back, why should we leave the place for others! O robbers! ”

A group of people came up to them, shouting, holding all kinds of sticks and shovels in their hands, and their voices were echoed by some people, and people joined the ranks one after another.

Song Yun hurriedly protected Yun Xia behind him, stepped aside, and explained: "The order of the government blockade came urgently, as soon as the officers and soldiers arrived, the entire block was surrounded, in fact, there were many people on the street who were not sick and were left behind. ”

If you can't get out, you won't have a source of income, if you can't get out, you won't have anything to eat, the government gives very limited rations, and most of them are provided for the sick, healthy people see people dying coming in every day, there are more and more people on the streets day by day, and the atmosphere is becoming more and more depressed day by day.

The momentum was high, the voices of dissatisfaction were getting louder and louder, more and more people were joining, and not far in front of them was the blockade line, and the officers and soldiers who were aware of the unusual movement had arrived. Blocked people here.

With more and more people around, conflicts are inevitable. Song Yun said to Chongyang: "Let's take the path and leave here. ”

Song Yun grabbed Chongyang's hand regardless of etiquette, or maybe he didn't understand etiquette. But looking around, no matter which way there are people coming out, Song Yunyi gritted his teeth and said, "Hold on to me, let's rush out." ”

Don't look at Song Yun's thinness, his strength is not small, and the hands that grabbed Chongyang were like pliers.

When there were more people, they began to push each other, and Chongyang carried his luggage and wanted to move through the crowd. It's still inconvenient to do it backwards. There was a distance between him and Song Yun in the middle of being pushed, and I don't know whose kitchen knife scraped Song Yun's hand, Song Yun screamed, and that hand was still holding Chongyang tightly!

Chongyang hurriedly said: "You let go, I can go by myself." ”

Song Yun shouted: "You are not familiar with this place, the black streets and roads are complicated, there are many bad people, what should you do if you get separated!" ”

The hideous wound, Song Yun's hand became bloody in less than a second. was squeezed around, and more blood came out, and Chongyang felt frightened when he saw it.

Holding hands and squeezing in the crowd is not a solution, and the people around have some sharp weapons in their hands. There will inevitably be friction.

Not allowing him to talk nonsense anymore, Chongyang broke his hand and shouted loudly: "Go and bandage it well." I'm fine. ”

Once the hand was released, the two lost each other's figures in an instant. In the midst of the crowd, Song Yun shouted loudly again and again. "Sister Chongyang, Sister Chongyang!"

It's just that the weak voice is buried in the rising protests of the crowd.

The officers and men began to suppress it by force, and the well-trained officers and men confronted a group of people who had been hungry and weak for a long time, and well-equipped against a group of people who wore linen clothes and even took out pots and shovels as weapons, and the results can be imagined.

A harvest without suspense, dozens of people were injured, more than a dozen people died, and the scene was bloodstained.

When Song Yun came back to the scene, what he saw was a mess, he asked a person, and they all said that they had not seen anyone like Chongyang.

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Song Yun said that the black streets and roads are intricate, and he said that there are many bad people, and the situation is true. Chongyang got lost after getting out of the crowd in her way, and not long after she got lost, two guys who didn't have long eyes approached her with a wicked smile, and they knew with their toes that the two of them had already gone to meet Zhou on the ground.

"Gotta ask for directions." Chongyang looked back at the two people lying in the dirty water, padded his luggage, and continued to move forward.

Once blocked on a dead end, Chongyang jumped on the wall and walked along the wall. Stand tall and see far away, and you can see the rats shrinking in the alley.

The thin wall of two bricks wide, Chongyang walked on it steadily, and the effect of not taking the ordinary road was very significant, and she walked to the main road with many people in minutes, and asked passers-by all the way, and she soon arrived at the place where the doctors were.

The thick gate is open, the yard is wide, and the house is very imposing, which seems out of place with the style of the surrounding dilapidated houses.

A shed was erected in the courtyard, the patients lay on the ground, and a few middle-aged people surrounded a few white-bearded and white-haired old people wandering among the patients.

"I wonder if there's anything I can do for you?" Said the young man.

The old man nodded to the young man, "They are all doctors, everyone has their own strengths, you can take a look at it casually and understand the condition." ”

At the end of the day, the young people who were left alone, and the old men were out to see the patients, commenting on the situation and reasoning, as if they were talking about how good the weather was.

Seeing this, Chongyang ran to the woman who was feeding the patient medicine, and asked with a smile, "Is there anything I can help with?" Just give the stuttering one to it. ”

It is not unusual for many people like Chongyang to come here to find work, and the woman glanced at her, "The strength seems to be quite good." ”

Carrying such a big luggage, it looks quite heavy, and at first glance, Chongyang left the impression that although he was thin, he had some strength. At first glance, I judged it from the clothes and appearance.

At this time, the advantage of coming to this hospital is that there is a doctor, and if you are infected with the plague, you can receive treatment immediately, and you don't have to worry about the decoction, and you don't have to worry about dragging it to the point where you are seriously ill and have no cure. There are many people who want to enter here, and the selection is naturally stricter, and not everyone can stay.

The woman is careful and careful, qualified, dressed cleanly, and has a good appearance and demeanor, not like a person who is not careful, qualified.

After a while, the woman said: "Come with me, let's talk first, our work here is very tiring and dirty, you have to be hard-working, careful and careful, don't want to touch the fish, once you find out that you are lazy, you are not negotiable, but remember!" ”

This is called an indefinite probationary period.

"Yes, yes, Sister Xie took it in." Chongyang was ecstatic, stuck to the woman's buttocks and followed her.

The woman took Chongyang into a big shop room, "This is where you will live in the future, since you are here, don't leave the hospital at will, put down your things, go take a bath first, change your clothes, the doctor has an explanation, we want to be clean!" ”

Nodding his head, he did everything he was told one by one, and after completing the necessary procedures, Chongyang was instructed to boil the medicine.

Rows of medicine stoves, rows of people with black faces, holding fans in their left hands and stuffing firewood in their right hands, sweating from the heat.

The medicine is not only for the patients in the hospital, but also for the people outside, the workload is very large, and after a while, the old clothes that Chongyang has put on are dirty, gray-faced, and the people around him seem to have become all the way.

Looking at those who have the identity of doctors from afar, they are all just patrolling so easily, and all the rough work is done by someone, Chongyang's heart can't say the taste of it.

However, she didn't come to play this time, she had an agreement with Guichen's correspondence, if she first researched the right prescription, then Guichen would let Master Xiao Wei send a lot of honorarium. Of course, the prescriptions sent out by Chongyang were not given in vain, the bill that He Shansi bought, and the letter she sent to Guichen were clearly written, don't announce her, so as not to make trouble, just let Xiao Wei send her money.

The same is true of the agreement under the heavy money, she only needs money, no name, just borrow her a name that is convenient for action. Moreover, the officials of Lincheng have visited many times, and the government of Jiangzhou knows about it, and it is not easy to disobey the order if it comes down directly, and Chongyang will come.

It's just that seeing these doctors relying on the old and selling the old, and forming gangs, Chongyang instantly didn't want to go along with them.

First, since it was the elders who controlled this place, if she tried the medicine with the patient, she would definitely be attacked by the crowd; Second, if there is really any breakthrough, she is afraid that she will be robbed of the credit, and it is difficult to explain that the enemy is outnumbered by the enemy, Master Guichen has nothing to say, and Xiao Wei's money-loving bald donkey will definitely take the opportunity to deduct the reward.

Save trouble, Chongyang decided to come secretly.

Although the miscellaneous labor is hard, the important thing is to be able to contact the sick and steal some medicine to try, no one can think of her, and when the medicine is completed, she will hand it over to Master Guichen, and that is the credit of her alone. (To be continued......)