After sending Shang Ling back to Shang Hui's mansion, Ma Sanbao thought that he could finally sleep peacefully, he leaned on his kang head, and his mind unconsciously recalled Yin Liheng's sassy and heroic posture, he was the same as Shang Ling, and he even had the idea of apprenticeship, but he was vetoed by him in a blink of an eye, he himself has martial arts, although he may not be able to compare with those martial arts heroes, but he is also a lot more powerful than ordinary people, and re-learning is a very time-wasting move, He still has something to do, and he needs to return to the Northeast Theater at any time.

There are two big killers of his own by his side, one is a paper fan from Taobao in the shop, and there is the AK he has been carrying, and now, there is still a revolver by his side, which is a weapon paid from the Northern Yuan, after his improvement, it is much more powerful than the revolver of the Northern Yuan, in Daming, he firmly believes in a truth, no matter how high the kung fu is, he is afraid of guns.

Just when Ma Sanbao was about to fall asleep, he heard a sound outside the window, he hurriedly looked, only to see that on the eaves of the house not far away, a man dressed in black was moving forward quickly, fortunately, there was nothing to do with him Ma Sanbao, but he was still startled, there were no guards in his courtyard, if something really happened, he estimated that he would die on the spot.

"There are still masters flying on the wall this big night, and it doesn't seem to be made up nonsense!" Ma Sanbao said, he saw two masters in a row a day, and was suddenly a little surprised, this act of running on the eaves is not done by ordinary people, he has observed the person for a long time, the person's body is very steady, and the speed is much faster than ordinary people running on land, if it is not a little movement, it must be a legendary light skill.

"There are many strange things in the world, and there are a lot of things you are curious about!" I don't know when, Yin Liheng appeared behind Ma Sanbao, just like during the day, dressed in white clothes, "Looking for you to borrow the noon thing, you can sleep at ease, I will kill the enemy, and I will return it to you when I run out." ”

Before Ma Sanbao agreed, the paper fan he put aside was taken away by Yin Liheng, Yin Liheng jumped up, grabbed the eaves and climbed over, making Ma Sanbao a little stunned, the Olympic champion in his previous life was just like this, how could this Daming himself meet two masters in one day.

Yin Liheng's voice was not as loud as that person, he left quietly, which really scared Ma Sanbao, he hurriedly closed the doors and windows, ran to the empty room, and put AK beside him, he felt fear, in case someone sneaked into his room, he must take the other party down.

The sky was dark, Ma Sanbao woke up and turned around, he opened the door, saw the paper fan and a note placed outside the door, and quickly picked up the paper fan and note.

"Thank you for the sharp weapon of the virtuous brother, I successfully killed the enemy, the weapon was cleaned for you, I hope you are not surprised, the world, there are still a lot of martial arts masters hidden, as a friend, I advise you, or low-key, too high-profile, sometimes the end will not be particularly good, remember to burn after reading, if there is any case involving you, just say I don't know anything." The advice on the note made Ma Sanbao pay some attention, who is Yin Liheng? Ma Sanbao hurriedly burned the note, so as not to affect his head, after all, killing people is not a trivial matter, even if it kills the enemy, it is also illegal, otherwise why would there be so many heroes in the Song Dynasty who were forced to go to Liangshan?

Ma Sanbao, the paper fan contaminated with human life, didn't like it very much, after all, these people were not killed by themselves, especially those who he had never met and never knew died under his own weapons, and he didn't know how many people Yin Liheng had killed, but he hoped that Yin Liheng would not leave any traces, after all, his paper fan was too obvious.

At the same time, in the mansion of the eldest prince Zhu Biao, early in the morning, Zhu Xiongying coughed non-stop, his little face turned a lot pale, and in just a few days, Zhu Xiongying became weak, compared with the high-spirited children that Ma Sanbao saw before, Zhu Xiongying looked terminally ill.

"Doctor Legend! It's only been a few days, didn't you say that you just suffered from the cold? How can it not be cured? Zhu Biao said a little anxiously, during this time, he rarely went to the main hall, it was because his own son Zhu Xiongying suddenly got a strange disease, Zhu Biao was very worried, and he didn't like Zhu Xiongying to die young, there are many things about the death of the prince and grandson, but Zhu Xiongying is Zhu Biao's biological son, Zhu Biao can't cherish him, but he is not willing to let his child get sick at all.

"Yun Wei, don't come in, your brother is sick, you are waiting outside." Outside the door, Zhu Yunwen paced back and forth, wanting to enter the room, a small face showed a worried look, Zhu Yunwen and Zhu Xiongying are different, Zhu Xiongying has been reading sage books since childhood, and Zhu Yunwen is playful by nature, no different from ordinary children, in addition to being talented, Zhu Yunwen is not very fond of reading and literacy, he seems to be playful a lot, because of this, Zhu Biao has invested a lot more time in Zhu Xiongying than Zhu Yunwen, in Zhu Biao's mind, Zhu Xiongying has already been set as his successor.

"What's wrong with Xiongying?" Early in the morning, Zhu Yuanzhang appeared in Zhu Biao's mansion, the emperor resigned from the early dynasty, heard that his most beloved grandson was sick, and hurriedly went to visit, by his side, with the imperial doctor in the palace, usually Zhu Yuanzhang is sick This imperial doctor is responsible for diagnosis.

"His Royal Highness may be a little difficult to treat, the old man has never seen such a disease, such as wind and cold, but it is a little different, and he has been in contact with His Royal Highness a little recently, and there is a risk of infection." The Imperial Doctor spoke, he prescribed some medicines, and shook his head helplessly, not that his medical skills were limited, but that he had never seen such a case, it was too special.

"Chuan Wen He, he is well-informed, I guess he knows!" Zhu Yuanzhang was a dead horse doctor, he immediately thought of Ma Sanbao, a child who brought him too many miracles, he pinned his hopes on Ma Sanbao, hoping that Ma Sanbao could find out the cause of Zhu Xiongying's illness and treat Zhu Xiongying.

In Zhu Yuanzhang's mind, many emperors and grandsons are no match for Zhu Xiongying, Zhu Xiongying is his most valued grandson, quite Ma Sanbao's taste, but unfortunately, in Zhu Yuanzhang's mind, he still feels that Zhu Xiongying is not as good as Ma Sanbao, after all, the telescope developed by Ma Sanbao subverted Zhu Yuanzhang's cognition.

"What? His Royal Highness is sick? Your Majesty called me to see a doctor? I may not be able to do this, I'm not a doctor, and I don't know how to cure it. Ma Sanbao said helplessly, he left the world because of a strange lung disease in his previous life, and when he heard that Zhu Xiongying was coughing non-stop, no matter how much he took medicine, he couldn't alleviate it, so he understood that Zhu Xiongying must have lung disease, in this era when there are no antibiotics and intravenous drips, once he has pneumonia or other diseases, it is basically a terminal illness, no matter how well-informed he Ma Sanbao is, medical skills are also his blind spots.

"Your Majesty's meaning, whether it can be cured or not, please follow Young Master Ma to take a look, if there is really no way to heal, Your Majesty will not blame Young Master Ma." The prince said openly that he pulled Ma Sanbao into the carriage, and regardless of whether Ma Sanbao agreed or not, he escorted Ma Sanbao to Zhu Biao's mansion.

Zhu Biao's mansion is no different from more than a year ago, and Ma Sanbao still remembers the scene where he used to chant poems against each other in this mansion, as if it was just yesterday, but more than a year has passed.

"Your Majesty, Marven and ask to see."

"Let him in!" Zhu Yuanzhang's heart was full of expectations, hoping that Ma Sanbao could see what kind of disease Zhu Xiongying was and how to cure it, he was looking forward to it and waiting for the results.

Seeing Zhu Yuanzhang summoning himself, Ma Sanbao reluctantly walked into the mansion, he looked at the painful Zhu Xiongying, guessed the cause, really wanted to see a doctor, he was not good at it, but this disease is similar to the disease he had in the past, but it was not as painful as he was at the beginning, thinking that at the beginning, Ma Sanbao's disease was a new type of virus, and even the society with the development of medical technology could not develop a vaccine in a short time, which led him to this world called Daming.