is also weak with Shen Yi's family, as well as her son Shen Jialuo. Jia Luo planned to go straight to the Forbidden City towards Chang'an Avenue, and then go out of Xizhi Gate to the Old Summer Palace, which was the route that his mother discussed with Ah Gui and them before she set off.

Thirteen years old is the age of high spirits and self-sacrifice, and Carlevo thinks that this road is not a problem at all, and he will ride alone, and it will be an hour at most. He mistakenly thought he was well prepared, and headed all the way west in a handsome manner.

It's a pity that the meat on the brave boy's buttocks is not ready, and the delicate flesh skin has been rubbed out of blood when he arrived at Dongbianmen. Jia Luo first felt that the bottom of his buttocks was damp, thinking that he didn't pee his pants, and after a long time, he felt pain, and he estimated that his buttocks were worn out. At that moment, I felt a little proud in my heart, and I was finally bloody. Carrie gritted her teeth proudly, and after holding on for a while, she began to grin her teeth, and then slowly a tear flowed from the corner of her eye. But he did not dismount, but continued to move on resolutely.

Although the boy was resolute, it was a pity that the horse did not have that fortitude, and the more it ran, the slower it became.

The sun was also slowly setting, and Carloy hesitated for a moment and decided to get off his horse and ask for directions. When he dismounted, his clothes tore at the flesh, which made Gallio gasp a few times. He steadied his luck, and then limped along his tired white horse toward a hurried uncle.

"Uncle, how to get to Xizhimen?" Carrie asked weakly. He thought that if he couldn't get out of the city, he would spend a night under the Xizhi Gate, and he would be accompanied by the officers and soldiers guarding the city.

The old man said a series of turns, Jia Luo heard a lot of seven, eight, eight After walking a few steps, he wanted to try to get back on the horse, but as soon as he lifted his legs, his ass was torn and painful. I had no choice but to hold on my two legs, support the ground, and pull the horse to the northwest on foot.

Caryo was thirsty and tired, and the horse drooped its head. He inquired all the way, and when he was almost at Xinjiekou, he was already too thirsty to stand it.

"Auntie, I want to beg for a bowl of water to drink." Carloy's mouth was dry, panting and asking a lady who was enjoying the shade on the side of the road.

"Oh, boy, go here, there's a fountain of water." The eldest lady half-twisted her body and pointed to the church behind her. "Go ahead, your face is white." The eldest lady instructed him with concern.

"Gotcha." Carrie forced a smile and thanked her, and walked to the church gate as she spoke.

The door of the church was open, and the depths of the church were completely dark, and there was still some light at the door of the church by the setting sun, and in the light was the bubbling spring water, and Cario staggered a few steps over, and drank it when he lay down, and the horse also bowed his head to drink.

As he was drinking, several dark shadows strolled softly to him.

Caryo raised her head, glanced at the dark shadows in the dim light, fainted, and the night fell completely.

And just like that, the thrilling day came to an end.

At the beginning of the lanterns, smoke rises from the capital and its suburbs.

However, the family in Tongzhou Daying could not sit in a lively circle as before, and they were suffering in three directions in Beijing: Shen Zongfu, who was kneeling in the ancestral hall, could not wait for news of his son; Shen Yi guarded his nephew in Hangzhou, looking forward to Pasteur's treatment plan; Galio was taken in by a black-robed foreigner and slept in the gatehouse of Xizhimen Church.

Since the ancestors of the Shen family entered the customs, I don't know where they started, and they became War Horse Langzhong, that is, "veterinarians". In ancient and modern times, no matter how Chinese and Western medicine debated, veterinarians were firmly at the bottom of the chain of contempt. Shen Zongfu's other brothers couldn't bear the jokes and changed their careers to become real Langzhong. They are always reluctant to mention this elder brother of the family, for fear of being implicated and lowering their status, and even more afraid of affecting the business.

But veterinarians also had a prosperous and glorious time, in the era of noble war horses, the veterinarians in the military camp can be called "royal", especially the veterinarians in several large camps in the suburbs of Beijing, not only from the Eight Banners, but also in a complex relationship with the Forbidden City. Therefore, discerning people from all walks of life will take care of each other, and it is because of this that the Lin family, a famous doctor in Beijing, began to communicate with the Shen family.

At that time, the high-ranking generals of the battalion were sick, and they would go to Dashilan to find the Lin family of Bencaotang to come to Tongzhou for consultation; The ancestors of the Lin family were good horses, and after treating the generals of the big battalion, they often went to the Shen family to ask for advice on horse maintenance; The Shen family looked down on the famous doctors in the capital, and the reception was extraordinarily grand. came and went, generation after generation, and the two families that had no intersection originally became world friends. Several brothers of the Lin family have a good relationship with the Shen family.

Shen Zongfu's only son, Shen Jialiu, grew up day by day, and his father began to help his children plan up: if Jialiu's generation could no longer inherit the ancestral business, he would be sent to the Materia Medica for apprenticeship and turned to the Chinese medicine business.

Why can't a son inherit the ancestral business? Since Shen Zongfu can remember, he has often heard his father talk about the battle of "Bali Bridge" and how heavy the losses of the Mongolian cavalry were. Since then, the importance of Western firearms has been higher than that of war horses, and has become the core of armaments; By the time Shen Zongfu took over, the war horse had been greatly streamlined. Besides, he went to Weihai with the army more than ten years ago, and saw the Beiyang Fleet with his own eyes, how could it be that a war horse could reach it? Whether this ancestral industry can support another generation, Shen Zongfu has no bottom in his heart.

"Dad, do you have any news from my brother?" Shen Jiarou, the third daughter in the boudoir, brought a bowl of porridge, and she respectfully brought it to her father's mouth and motioned for her father to take a sip.

"Why don't you go to sleep yet? What about Lao Zhu? Shen Zongfu asked rhetorically, he took the porridge, put it to his mouth, hesitated for a moment, and took a sip.

"The porter said that Uncle Zhu has been looking for him outside and hasn't come back yet." Jiarou didn't dare to let her father discover her crying red eyes, but there was a clear and forbearant choking in her voice.

"It's alright, girl. Your brother is violent, he is thirteen years old, and he went to war on horseback earlier. He can inquire again, and he is sure that he can find Baiwang Mountain. Shen Zongfu looked at the fifteen-year-old Jiarou and thought to himself how good it would be if this was a son, and how good it would be if he could have two sons. He returned the bowl of porridge that he had only drunk to Jiarou.

"Take another sip." Jiarou pushed back.

Before the words fell, the person sent back by the housekeeper Lao Zhu rushed in from outside, stopped at the door of the ancestral hall, and said breathlessly: "Master, the old mother who followed the lady said that I didn't see the young master go to Baiwang Mountain." ”

The ancestral hall fell silent all of a sudden.

"Madame doesn't know." After a long while, Shen Zongfu asked.

"Master, I didn't dare to tell Madame."

"Oh. Got it. You go first. Shen Zongfu waved his hand outside.

Jiarou stared at the porridge bowl on the side, not daring to speak.

"He must be lost, it's okay, how old is the person, he can inquire." Shen Zongfu comforted his daughter and comforted himself even more.

Jiarou nodded and walked out of the ancestral hall with a porridge bowl. She looked up at the dark night and wondered where her brother would be at this moment.

In the dark night, covering the ancestral hall and the church, the black-robed men fed Gallio water and wiped his forehead and arms with cold spring water, but Gallio still fell asleep and refused to wake up, and his body became hotter and hotter.

"If this kid has a problem, it's going to be a problem." Mr. King, an Italian parish priest in a black robe, said to his fat deputy, the replica of the Xizhimen Church.

"Yes, human lives are at stake, and it's hard to make trouble." The fat deputy in the black robe was also afraid. "Father, why don't you send it to Baiwang Mountain."

Mr. Jin thought for a moment and said, "I'll send it over as soon as it's dawn." ”

"What about the white horse?" The fat deputy asked.

"The horse stays, the horse is fine after drinking the water, let's keep it for verification." Mr. Kim thought for a moment and said.

Of course, the black-robed foreigners didn't know that Jia Luo was going to Baiwang Mountain, and they sent people to the place he wanted to go.

Baiwang Mountain, blocking West Lake in the south, leading to the north**. Those who go away with their backs, they still see their peaks for a hundred miles, so they are called "hundred hopes". This is a treasure of feng shui, after the Anglo-French alliance of the French people took a fancy to this place, they bought the foot of the mountain, built a medical hall, named: Jiuguo Medical Museum. The Jiuguo Medical Center is dedicated to people in Jingyang, and the villagers of the neighboring Black Mountain Hu occasionally go there. It was the largest Western medical hall in Beijing and even in China.

What are the Nine Kingdoms? It means that there are doctors from nine countries, namely France, the United Kingdom, the United States, Germany, Belgium, the Netherlands, Portugal, Austria, and Hungary. They were appointed by their respective embassies to practice medicine here, so they were called the "Nine National Medical Pavilions".

In the treatment room of the Nine National Medical Center, Shen Yishi was looking at the Frenchman Pasteur, who is also the director of this medical hall, injecting Tian Rongchuan, that is, her nephew, with "vaccines".

"We're going to give him 13 shots in 10 days. This is a very small dose of the pathogen that was extracted from some rabbits that had been infected with madness. We need to infect patients multiple times in small doses to gain immunity. Pasteur explained to Shen Yi as he operated.

"Can this method be cured?" Shen Yishi couldn't understand such professional French at all, she only cared about whether she could be cured.

"There is a research institute in Paris dedicated to promoting this therapy." Pasteur said with a smile.

"Newly formed?" Shen Yishi asked.

"It's been more than 10 years." Pasteur calculated that the institute was founded in 1887. At this time, it was 1898, and the lunar calendar was Wuxu.

"That should be reliable, since the research institute has been more than ten years, this kid may really be saved." Shen Yi muttered in his heart.

Shen Yishi didn't know that at this moment, in another room a few meters away, her son Shen Jialuo was lying on another hospital bed.

"Xitang sent a child about the same age, who was suffering from heat stroke." A young, brown-skinned, tall young foreigner approached and spoke in French and Pasteur. He was a doctor from the United States, and Pasteur's right-hand man here.

"Why don't you send it to the nearest Chinese medicine hall, isn't their backyard the medicinal material warehouse of the Materia Medica?" Pasteur asked impatiently, packing up the syringe needle.

"I fainted after drinking their spring water, and I was afraid that I couldn't tell clearly, so I said that I would send us here to be cured first, and then let the child go." Bo Jia smiled and said lightly.

Pasteur looked at him and paused, he wanted to question why he had taken such a patient, but he held back.

"These Italians!" Pasteur shook his head and asked, "Has it cooled down?" ”

"Said that the cold spring water was used to cool down all night. It's still a little hot, but it shouldn't be a big deal. ”

"Let's take a look." Pasteur nodded goodbye to Shen Yi and went to Caryo's room to check.

Shen Yishi got up and saluted Pasteur in return, and watched the dean leave, and then a very tall foreigner walked in, he called Shen Yishi outside the door, and asked with a serious expression in fluent Beijing dialect: "Madam, I am a surgeon, and I am Aikman from the Netherlands." Today we're going to remove some of the tissue from the depths, some of the flesh from the depths. It can be very painful. ”

"Huh?!" Shen Yi's back was cold, and he was sweating white, and he looked up at the Dutchman who was high on the roof.

"Ma'am, so I'm going to ask for your permission."

Shen Yishi shed tears, "Such a sin." Yesterday I took drug blood and fainted a few times. Shen Yi covered his mouth with his hands, afraid that the cry would be heard by Rong Chuan.

"Madam, we can use ** anesthesia, this method has been used in the United States for decades, but you still need your consent and pay for it."

"Hemp boiling? Isn't it? Shen Yishi asked.

"Almost."

"Then let's boil it with hemp." Shen Yishi suggested in a panic.

"Madam, we have studied Ma Boiling San, there is no clear formula, and the formula was burned by his wife; Qi Kun's "Surgical Dacheng" has a pair of "osteopathic anesthetic prescriptions"; Zhao Xuemin's "String Ya" also has a similar formula. We've looked at all of these. ”

Shen Yishi reacted, so that the formula of Western medicine and Chinese medicine was indeed inappropriate, and secretly complained that he had said the wrong thing. She wanted to say that she wanted to discuss it with the master, but her mouth popped up: "Okay, okay, sir, then use your prescription." ”

The Dutch looked at her, not moving, with a polite smile on their lips.

"Oh yes, the fee, the cost is fine, you just have to put it in the account, we have enough money with us." Shen Yishi nodded and agreed.

The Dutchman laughed along, and he nodded in delight.

Just like Shen Yi's didn't know that his son was next door, no one in the Shen family knew that the young master was in the Nine Kingdoms Medical Hall, waiting for treatment from medical experts.

The housekeeper Zhu Yihe led a team of people to look all over the capital, and finally found out that the young master had entered the Western building in Xizhimen. He asked the others to wait outside, walked into the courtyard respectfully by himself, bowed deeply to the black-robed foreigner, and politely asked about the whereabouts of the child, and the fat deputy ** replied first: "After the child and the horse drank the water, they went to Xizhimen." The fat deputy was a little nervous and clasped his hands tightly.

"Do you know where he went?" Steward Zhu stepped forward and asked eagerly.

"It seems to be a mutter, saying that it is going to Baiwang Mountain." The fat deputy stumbled to answer.

"Thank you, thank you!" Steward Zhu thought that Young Master Jialiu must be on the way from Xizhimen to Baiwang Mountain, so he hurriedly thanked him and turned to Xizhimen.

"We will be punished for lying like this." Looking at the departing figure of the visitor, Mr. Kim said to his fat deputy.

"We did a good thing by sending him over, he was suffering from heat stroke and needed treatment." The fat deputy spread his hands and shrugged.

Mr. Kim shook his head, "But if we throw the child to Baiwang Mountain, those French people will definitely laugh at us." ”

"Hey, whatever we do, they laugh." The fat deputy shrugged his shoulders again and laughed.

Mr. Kim didn't like to hear the truth, and he was a little angry, but he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"You're not wrong." Mr. Kim shook his head helplessly.

"Oops, Third Master!" The fat deputy laughed with joy from the bottom of his heart.

"Hey, Father." The third master patted him on the shoulder with his hand and said in a low tone.

The voice came from a gentleman who was dressed in a dark blue robe, looking particularly tall and slender, with a solid body under his broad shoulders, which naturally narrowed down to his waist. Everyone who saw him would look at him from top to bottom, and then look back at his face with amazement. It was a full and round face, deep eyes, a tall and round nose, thin lips, round ears, and when you looked at his face all this circle, you will look back at his eyes, those eyes responded to you with a smile, and then grinned and showed a mouthful of neat white teeth.

"I don't have a black surname." The fat deputy puffed up his chest and said vigorously, and then he leaned back and fell back at the amusement of his own joke that was not funny. He likes the third master too much, and in front of the people he likes, he will especially want to laugh.

Seeing that the fat deputy was overjoyed, the third master laughed heartily, and then turned his head to look at Father Jin, and the two shook their heads together, but they were also happy to wait for the fat deputy to finish laughing.

The third master is the head of the herbal medicine warehouse in Dahoucang Hutong, and this herbal medicine hall is the family of the Shen family in Daying, Tongzhou. The third master is the third child of the Materia Medica, who was twenty-five years old at the time, and was sent to the medicinal herb warehouse ten years ago to watch the family. The medicinal herb warehouse is separated from the west hall by a wall, and the people who have been in charge of the affairs are all moving around each other. When it comes to the third child, the old routine continues.

Although the third master doesn't talk much, he likes to interact with all walks of life, and his social skills are simple, so he listens to others with a smile. This style is very popular with celebrities from all walks of life, because the more upper-class people are, the better they are teachers, and they always feel that their merits are good or lessons, and they should share them with others, so that the younger generations can make less mistakes, which is a matter of accumulating merit. In addition, the third master is good-looking, and when everyone sees him, they want to say that everyone wants such a good-looking person to have a good future and not fall into the pit. People always have to take care of good things, unless there is a conflict of interest.

This third master of the Lin family, the eldest brother with superb medical skills, and the second brother who is brilliant in dispensing medicine, no one in his parents expected him to do something. Like all young sons, everyone's great business is not pinned on them, so they should be born carefree and free. Of course, his mother is a side room, and the third master died of a serious illness when he was five years old, so that the third child developed the habit of "not talking much". If you want to change to a big house, it may be different.

Fortunately, there has always been a big brother to take care of him, otherwise, he would not be able to be overridden and be in charge of the medicinal herb storehouse. The third master admired the eldest brother in his heart, he was kind and sincere, he came to the medicinal material library for ten years, and he was not in a hurry to be the shopkeeper, so he only followed the old shopkeeper to learn things. If you are empty, go to the glass factory to play antiques, put away the good ones, and leave a thought for the fragrant girls in the red mansion if you don't have a good one.

Recently, he has become obsessed with the lost objects in the Old Summer Palace, which carry a lot of foreign pamphlets, so he has asked his fat deputy to be his translator.

Born in a big family like Bencaotang, money is naturally something outside the body for the third master, and he can't spend it in this life anyway, so he often donates some money to repair the roof of the West Hall. Because of this donation, Xitang regards the third master as a distinguished guest.

Therefore, there are back and forth, Xitang Foreigner and Third Master are also good brothers of different races.

"Say hello to the third master." The fat deputy said first.

"Say hello to the third master." Father Kim also greeted him.

The third master never took the initiative to speak, he always had to wait for others to greet him, and then greet the other party politely.

"Mr. Jin greets you." The third master bowed his hand to say hello to Father Jin, and then looked up at the group of people in the distance, "Isn't that the butler of Shen Zongfu of the Tongzhou camp?" ”

Hearing such a sensitive word as Tongzhou Daying, Mr. Jin didn't react. He glanced calmly at his lieutenant and motioned for him to listen.

"What Shen family?" The fat deputy understood what his superiors meant, and asked casually.

"The "royal veterinarian" of Tongzhou Daying. Give the war horse a look at the disease. What is he here for? The third master asked very puzzled.

"Come in and ask for directions. THIRD MASTER, TONIGHT WE WILL OPEN THE WINE, VIEUX BORDEAUX OLD BORDEAUX. The fat deputy hurriedly changed the subject.

The crows flying from the south fluttered and landed on the spire of the bell tower, croaking twice. Seeing that the black robe didn't want to say more, the third master didn't ask any more, but he felt strange in his heart.

The third master politely said to Father Jin: "Oh, I'm sorry, it's a bit of a business, let's go first." "The reason why the third master passed by here was to send "June 1 Scatter" to Baiwang Mountain. He just dropped in to have a look. The third master thought as he walked outside the courtyard: "How can a local person come in and ask for directions from a foreigner?" ”

"No, the day before yesterday at the eldest brother's house, I saw Shen Zongfu; I met their butler again today, what happened? The third master muttered and went in the direction of Baiwang Mountain, and in the morning the Jiuguo Medical Center sent someone to get the "Liuyi San", and he was free, so he grabbed the medicine and personally ran to send it to the medical hall.

Since the establishment of the Nine National Medical Center, it has established a close relationship with the medicinal material library of the Materia Medica, and after the third master came to the medicinal material library, he naturally came and went with the medical hall.

Steward Zhu rushed to Baiwang Mountain one step ahead of the third master, he didn't dare to reveal the news of the young master's disappearance, he only said that he came to visit Rong Chuan. After following the foreigner into the lobby of the infirmary, I turned right into the innermost ward on the first floor, and saw Rong Chuan lying on a Western-style hospital bed and his wife sitting next to the bed. "Madam, how is the young master?"

"Slept, just treated the wound." Shen Yishi replied in a low voice, she wondered why the housekeeper came all the way, and secretly felt that her husband was really interested in her relatives.

"Oh, why are you serving here, Agui and those two old mothers?" Seeing that Mrs. didn't mention the young master, the housekeeper muttered in his heart: Didn't the young master come to Baiwang Mountain? Then I have to ask Ah Gui and the old mothers again.

"I went to the vineyard, I didn't let so many people in the ward, I was afraid that there would be too many people and too many people, I would keep an eye during the day, and they would come to keep vigil at night."

"That's really hard ma'am."

"It's not hard, there are two nurses to take care of it." Shen Yishi turned around and covered his mouth with his hand and said, "It's so expensive, it costs ten taels of silver a day." You can't use either of them. As she spoke, she looked up at the two female nurses who were busy in the room.

two female nurses, one is a tall foreigner; One is a local girl named Meiyu. The nurses communicate in French.

"Madam, the patient has changed the dressing, please avoid it." Meiyu said.

"Madam, then I'll go to the vineyard." The housekeeper glanced at Meiyu, and said that there was such a beautiful girl in this place, but he didn't bother to take a few more looks, and hurried out of the medical hall. In front of the gate of the medical hall, the housekeeper ran into Lin Sanye, who had just arrived, "Oh, Sanye? ”

"Brother Zhu, I came to deliver medicine to them, saying that someone had heat stroke. What's wrong with your family, why did you run out. "When I met an old acquaintance, the third master's precious words were so expensive that I was willing to give more words.

"Third master, why did I forget you, oops, our young master can't find it." The housekeeper pulled the third master out, walked out a few steps, and then lowered his voice and said with a sad face.

Before the third master could speak, Steward Zhu continued to ask, "Third master, how to go to the vineyard?" Take me there. ”

The third master led Steward Zhu to the vineyard, and the two chatted about the young master along the way. Only then did the third master know the details.

The coachman, Agui, was repairing the horseshoe at the gate of the vineyard, and the housekeeper hurriedly stepped over and asked, "Hasn't the young master come yet?" ”。

Ah Gui already knew that the young master was away from home, and he didn't sleep well this night, and his face was sallow with dark circles. Now I heard that the young master hadn't found it yet, so I couldn't stand it, and the guy in my hand fell to the ground, and sat on the ground and cried.

The housekeeper turned to the third master and said, "Third master, in the past few days, I have run all over the large and small places in the capital, not to mention the small children, and no one has seen such a big white horse." You have a wide range of roads, help you find it. Our Shen family is in the same vein, hey! Some people said that they had entered the West Hall, but I went to ask, and the two foreigners said that the child had come to Baiwang Mountain. But! ”

The third master now understood the reason why Steward Zhu entered the West Hall. He also suddenly remembered that he had caught a glimpse of a medium-sized white horse in the stable in the backyard of the West Hall. He knows better than anyone that the horses in the backyard of the West Hall are all bought by him from the Shen family and given to foreigners, and they are all brown. This white horse that suddenly appeared, is it?

"You come back to Xizhimen Church with me." The third master said.

"Third master, what is this?" The housekeeper agreed.

"I see a white horse there, let's go back and have a look, maybe."

"Hey! Yes! Let's go. Steward Zhu finally saw a little hope in despair.

"Let me get the medicine in first." The third master patted Steward Zhu's arm, turned around and walked quickly in the direction of the medical hall.

"The third master is here." The tall Dutch doctor Ekman was explaining to Meiyu in the lobby of the medical hall about Rong Chuan's dressing, and when he saw the third master coming over, he greeted him with a few words of interest, and then said, "You talk." ”

The third master smiled and said goodbye to Aikman, and then turned his whole face at Meiyu upright: "Inside, this is Liuyisan, please trouble." Before he finished speaking, the third master laughed.

What a beautiful person is Miyu? It's okay to say it's a living bodhisattva. She has apricot eyes and eyebrows, a thin upper lip and a thick lower lip, and a goose egg face with fair and firm skin. The waist is slender, the weak willow supports the wind, her eyes smile with affection, and she is bright and affectionate when she is not smiling. The third master and Meiyu stood together, and the time and space became a beautiful day.

"It's June 1st, someone is suffering from heat stroke, right? This is a six-one-scattered. "The third master, who is not good at words, likes to repeat words in front of Meiyu. For example, the sentence "This is June 1 scattered", he repeated it three times.

Meiyu, who smiled and bent her eyes, looked at herself in the third master's eyes and said, "I know, this is June 1st, I'll take it to the dean, heat stroke can't be delayed." Meiyu was reluctant to leave, but she still turned around to leave.

"Girl, I have to go back to the city. Be back soon though. The third master pulled the cuffs of Meiyu's white nurse's uniform to prevent her from leaving, and stared at Meiyu's eyes tightly, every time he stood in front of Meiyu, he wanted to swallow her.

"Third master, on such a hot day, don't get heat stroke." Meiyu turned around, took another step forward, and raised her hand to help him wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"It's okay, I'm honest." The third master held the soft hand.

"You're not made of iron, don't be reckless. There is chilled mung bean soup at the nurse's station, so let's go. Meiyu commanded, pulling him inside.

The third master likes to be controlled by Meiyu, so she followed Meiyu to her nurse's station and drank mung bean soup.

The nurses' station is home to Miyu alone. At the beginning, Meiyu took the initiative to apply to come to the medical center for night shift, because the accommodation conditions of the girls' school were extremely poor, it was a chase shop, and it was inconvenient to wash and go to the toilet. The funds for the girls' school are all allocated by the medical center, and the medical center has to take care of the doctors' affairs first, and the money left for the girls' school is very small. Meiyu is used to the comfortable days of the Xishiku Orphanage, and she is very unaccustomed to the Chase Shop. But she found that as long as she was on night duty, she could stay in a small room in the nurse's station in the medical center. As a result, Meiyu, who likes cleanliness and quietness, often comes on duty on behalf of nurses who are unwilling to work night shifts. Slowly, she became a perennial night shift, working at night and catching up on sleep in the morning. Meiyu worked very seriously, the patients were well taken care of, and the daytime work was not delayed, and the girls' school and the medical center felt that this arrangement was safe, so they let Meiyu live there completely. There are also some female students who have a little criticism, but they can't endure the hardships of the night shift, so they don't delve into it. Some rules are set by yourself. Meiyu used her own hardships and hard work to set up rules for the medical hall: the room of the nurse's station in the medical hall was her Meiyu's.

"I'm going to see a patient, and you're coming back at night?" Meiyu asked, carrying the medicine bag of Liuyisan.

"Well, come on." The third master hurriedly swallowed the mung bean soup, walked towards her while swallowing, and kissed her quickly on the lips.

The juice of the mung bean soup stuck to Miyu's face. She shyly pushed the third master away, took the medicine and left. She had to deal with the patient suffering from heat stroke as soon as possible, that is, Shen Jialuo, the young master of the Shen family.

Pasteur had already instructed Meiyu to take good care of the little patient, and not to let this child who had no source die in the hospital. Unfortunately, the heat stroke medicine in the hospital was gone, so Pasteur asked Lin Sanye to "disperse on June 1st". Although colleagues have a lot of complaints about the use of traditional Chinese medicine, Pasteur only looks at the efficacy.

It's a pity that the third master and the housekeeper didn't know that Jia Luo was about to be well, so they took the group back to Xizhimen and asked the black robe.

"Do you see if it's the white horse?" Outside the West Hall, the third master pointed in the direction of the stable and asked the housekeeper to confirm.

"Yes, that is. The horse is, and the saddle is also our family. The butler saw the stables in the backyard through the gap and nodded excitedly.

"I'll ask first. Don't come in. The third master entered the courtyard as usual, walked into the church, sat by the water spring, and went back and forth between Xizhimen and Baiwang Mountain, thirsty and tired, he didn't care about the rules, and directly took a big gulp to drink the cool spring water.

"The third master drinks water." The fat deputy rushed over when he heard the news and handed over a cup of cold mung bean soup.

"Where's Mr. Kim?" The third master took the mung bean soup and wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeve.

"I'm going to Dongjiaomin Lane. Third master, let's go outside. The deputy led the third master to the outside of the hall, and muttered for a long time, and the housekeeper Zhu Yihe looked inside outside, anxious.

Farther away, Father Jin, who had returned from Dongjiaomin Lane, saw several big men standing at the gate of the courtyard and immediately went back to the embassy for help. At that time, there was a telegraph in the capital, since 1884, the construction of the Beijing telegraph began, and two telegraph offices were set up for the government and the people, a franchise of official telegraphs, sending and receiving ** telegrams; A company specializing in civil telegraphs, which is used for private business and people's correspondence, and collects newspaper funds to supplement funds. The two telegraph offices were the Lu Gongtang Official Telegraph Office west of the inner bubble of Chongwenmen and the Outer City Commercial Telegraph Office of Magpie Hutong on the west of Chongwenmen Outer Street. Far water can't quench the thirst of the near, and Mr. Jin moved the rescuers from Xizhimen to Dongjiaomin Lane or went faster on his legs.

In the courtyard, the third master wondered why the fat deputy was unwilling to explain the truth, he was not good at words and arguments, so he had to stare at the fat deputy. The fat deputy was embarrassed to be stared at by the third master, and said with a smile: "Don't look at me like that." ”

"Then you are also affected, tell me where the child has gone?" The third master's voice was still very low.

"Third master, the child did come, but he did leave. Really went to Baiwang Mountain. The fat deputy said.

"How did he get there? Walking to Baiwang Mountain? The third master raised his hand and pointed to the white horse.

The fat deputy found himself being debunked and pouted without speaking.

"That child is the only son of our family, if you hide him and hand him over now, I will go and tell them the Shen family, and I will not pursue it." The third master began to persuade.

The fat deputy was at a loss for what to do, and when he wanted to speak, he actually laughed: "Look, my boss is back, please talk to you." The deputy pointed out with his chin. It turned out that the cavalry of the embassy went out again and surrounded Zhu Yihe.