Wen Xian'an took the lead in sitting down, An Sheng and Chunxi sat on both sides of her, not far from them, a small purple golden furnace was slowly emitting light smoke, Wen Xian'an sniffed lightly with the tip of his nose, the things in the furnace were not harmful, most of them were some refreshing spices.

"Childe, you can actually see our medical hall here." Chunxi pointed out the window and said with a happy face.

Following the direction of Chunxi's finger, a rough outline can be vaguely seen, the restaurant is some distance from the hospital, here, you can see the crisscrossing streets, and half of the entire imperial city.

Soon, Xiao Er walked into the box with the dishes, put the dishes on the table in turn, and the direction of the plate was also regular, the soup was placed in the middle, then the meat and vegetarian dishes, and finally the desserts.

Wen Xian'an's eyes were instantly attracted by one of the dishes, and he pointed to the dishes and asked, "Xiao Er, what kind of dish is this." ”

Xiao Er clapped his palms and introduced with a smile: "This is our store's specialty anchovy big skirt wings, cut the shark fin edges, soak them in water first, then bake them with boiling water, take them out and gently scrape off the sand, and then use bamboo pipes to clamp the wings, put them in a tile stew basin and add water to the pot, change the water and then boil, repeat many times, before you can get out of the pot." ”

Wen Xian'an picked up the chopsticks in his hand, gently picked up a small piece, and put it in his mouth, so as not to be bright, the soup is full, the shark fin is delicate, the taste is full, and the aftertaste is endless.

Wen Xian'an put down his chopsticks and nodded with satisfaction, this taste is indeed good.

"Three of you, please use it slowly, if you need it, you can call me at any time."

Xiao Er walked out of the box with a tray and closed the door by the way.

Stretched out his hand and picked up a piece of braised lion's head, put it in Chunxi's bowl, and said, "You are so thin, eat a little more to make up, and you are not welcome." ”

After a full meal, the table was in a mess, Wen Xian'an called Xiao Er and asked, "How much does this table of dishes cost?" ”

"Four hundred and fifty taels of silver."

Wen Xian'an's face stiffened, it's so expensive, why don't you rob it, Xiao Er looked at Wen Xian'an with a smile on his face, stretched out his hand to her, forcibly endured the dissatisfaction in his heart, took out the purse from his arms, and put the silver on the table, so much silver was gone all at once, she only felt pain.

Out of the restaurant, on the way back to the medical hall, Wen Xian'an has always been obsessed with the four hundred and fifty taels of silver, and has lost interest in the surrounding scenery, lowering his head and playing with the stones on the ground with his feet.

"Childe be careful."

Wen Xian'an was pulled backwards, and the whole person fell into a wide embrace, and when he looked up, he saw that it was An Sheng.

Standing firmly, Wen Xian'an noticed that in the position where she was standing just now, there was already a person lying down, the appearance of a middle-aged man, his body was tattered, judging from the wounds on his clothes, it was obviously torn by manpower.

Wen Xian patted his chest with palpitations, if it weren't for An Sheng, who suddenly pulled her back, now he is probably the one who is pressed underneath.

Before Wen Xian'an could react, a group of men dressed exactly the same walked out with sticks.

In the lower right corner of each man's clothes, a gambling word is embroidered with golden silk thread, and the leader points to the middle-aged man lying on the ground with a wooden stick, and his tone is very unkind, and he says viciously: "I don't have money to come to a gambling house, when we are here for entertainment?" ”

Wen Xian'an frowned, staring at the middle-aged man lying on the ground, there was such a big movement around him, he actually lay on the ground without any movement, thought for a while, and said faintly: "An Sheng, that person seems to be dead." ”

The people on the ground didn't move for a long time, and the leader seemed to sense that something was wrong, and motioned with his eyes to the nearest person to go and check, and one of the men received the instruction, gently squatted next to the middle-aged man, put his hand close to his neck, and put his hand to the sniffing place to probe.

The man's expression suddenly tightened, he stood up and said, "I'm out of gas." ”

The leading man frowned, and suddenly scolded angrily: "It's cheaper for him, throw this corpse away and feed it to the dogs." ”

Immediately, two men stepped forward, lifted the body of the middle-aged man on the ground, and left.

A group of people entered the room, slammed the door shut, and the surrounding people dispersed, as if the scene just now was just a small episode, illusory.

In just a short period of time, seeing a person die with his own eyes, Wen Xian'an had no superfluous expression on his face, and his expression was a little complicated.

It was so easy to feed people to dogs, which really surprised Wen Xian'an, just now she had carefully observed the expressions of the people around her, and everyone was indifferent, as if they had long been accustomed to this matter.

There is not even a person who reports to the official, can human nature really be so indifferent?

Wen Xian'an raised his eyes to look at the tightly closed door, a chill welled up in his heart, for the scene just now, he couldn't let go for a long time, looked at An Sheng on the side, and asked, "Do you know what kind of place this is?" ”

An Sheng pursed his lips, his expression was serious, and he said slowly: "This is the most famous blockade in the entire wicked street, the entertainment place for the rich, if the poor want to enter, they must sign a life and death certificate, either get rich overnight, or die in Huangquan, everyone here knows the rules of the gambling house, so they are not surprised by the dead people." ”

The middle-aged man who just died should have signed a life and death certificate, but even so, it was a living life, Wen Xian'an was very puzzled, and asked suspiciously: "This kind of rule is so bad, didn't the government seal it." ”

An Sheng smiled contemptuously and replied: "There are dead people every day, and the government has air control over these idle things, not to mention that the people who enter the gambling house are all willing to sign the life and death certificate, and there is a certificate, and the government can't do anything about him. ”

Wen Xian'an lowered her eyes, perhaps, she finally understood why this place was called the Wicked Street, her vision was only limited to the location near the medical hall, only the tip of the iceberg was exposed, but she forgot to look further.

It seems that her Ruyitang, if she wants to gain a foothold on this street, she must also keep a low profile, An Sheng's words are obvious, she has no support behind her, some forces can't be provoked, if you want to stand firm, you have to win over your own forces.

"An Sheng Chunxi, let's go back."

was absent-minded all the way, and when she returned to the hospital, Wen Xian'an locked herself in the house, and she had forgotten the scene on the street just now, forcing herself not to think about it.

She now has a more important task, put aside the pen and paper, write all the conditions of the boy who came to see the doctor today, and then try to write down the state of the attack, as well as the form of infection of the wound, and the cause of the disease.