Glancing at the "disease" in his hand, Xiao Zhi stuffed it into a special storage basket beside him, which can effectively prevent the plague virus from spilling......

Although the scholar was cured, his body was still extremely weak, and his steps were weak.

That swaying appearance, it will not be strange to plant in the West Lake in the next second. Xiao Zhi smiled helplessly, since he is doing things, let's finish it by the way.

The magic in his left hand surged, and his index finger was a little bit away.

The scholar was shocked, his whole body was cool, he no longer felt weak, and the feeling of weakness was swept away, in this world of demons and monsters, he was a smart person, and immediately thought that he had something to do with this Mr. Broken Bridge, and immediately turned around and bowed deeply, and said: "Thank you, sir!" And then he left......

I didn't expect to do this kind of thing, I was in a good mood, looking at the back of the scholar, Xiao Zhi gently leaned back on the bamboo chair, which was really a bit of a feeling of hanging a pot to help the world.

The scholar left for about half an hour, and I don't know if it was his propaganda, but soon an old man in ragged clothes, holding a thin child in his hands, both of them were dirty, as if they had been dug out of the dirt. They are surrounded by the smell of plague, and they are obviously also suffering......

When the old man saw Xiao Zhi on the broken bridge, his slightly cloudy eyes suddenly lit up a little, took the child, panted and came to the stall and hurriedly hugged his fists: "Sir, sir, it's good, save my grandson, I'm old and useless, and it's a waste of medicinal materials to save it, but he is the only incense in my family, and he must not be broken."

Xiao Lao'er listened to Yang Xiucai, who was going to enter Beijing to take the exam, said, your medical skills are superb, and it took less than ten breaths to completely cure his illness......" When he said this, he hurriedly groped in the dirty clothes on his body for a while, and the dust and slag fell down vigorously.

The two of them are natives of Hangzhou, although they are poor, but they are still passable, and the reason why they are disgraced is because they heard that smearing the whole body with mud can disperse the disease, can also isolate the infection of the plague, and more importantly, can prevent robbery.

There are many outsiders in Hangzhou, there is a flood in the front, there is a plague in the back, many people with bad intentions, take advantage of the fire to rob, just start stealing things, when they are bold, they will rob things, and finally form gangs, block roads and rob, rob houses, abduct children and women abound......

Down, ugly, maybe people don't look down on us.

Yang Xiucai? Is that the scholar you just now? Xiao Zhi doesn't know much about ancient history, and only knows that the Xiucai of the Song Dynasty is different from the Ming and Qing dynasties, and there is no need to pass the exam, and anyone who reads can be called Xiucai. Xiao Zhi no longer thought about Yang Xiucai, and his eyes fell on the children beside the old man.

When the child was about six or seven years old, he saw that Xiao Zhi's clothes were "high-end", with fine skin and tender meat, and he was shocked as a "nobleman", so he suddenly moved behind the old man with some timidity, and did not dare to speak, for fear of causing trouble......

The old man took out seven yuan from his body and held it in both hands: "Mr. is a doctor with great medical skills, the little old man heard Yang Xiucai say that he can cure the disease with only ten yuan, and the little old man is ashamed...... rummaging all over my body, there are only seven texts, and I want to ...... I want to ask Mr. to cure this naughty grandson first, the little old man still has some food at home, and he can bring it in half a day......"

Even a place like Hangzhou, which is known as "full of gold and silver".

There are still many poor people who need money for food, clothing, shelter and transportation. The old man's voice became quieter and quieter, and he really didn't have the confidence to beg Xiao Zhi to agree...... He is not a person who treats poverty as a tyrant, or even sells miserably, and he has no face to do so, ashamed of his ancestors and ancestors.

Xiao Zhi said lightly: "I can treat your grandson, or I can cure you, I want the seven cents, but your grandson and you have to give me a finger as a consultation fee." ”

Ask for a finger as a consultation fee, this is ...... Yang Xiucai didn't say anything like this just now, the old man subconsciously looked at his hand, and then at his grandson's hand, the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes were trembling: "Can you ...... Can the grandson's finger also come out of the little old man......"

Xiao Zhi threw away a sharp knife, which was regarded as acquiescing to his suggestion.

The old man picked up the knife, the knife reflected his face, a little trembling, and the grandson next to him was even more frightened, looking at Xiao Zhi's eyes, full of fear, he only dared to pull the corner of the old man's clothes and whispered: "Grandpa don't want it......"

How can adults do things and children understand, the old man stretched out his tail finger and ring finger with his left hand, he felt that the left hand was not as common as the right hand, and the lack of these two fingers would not affect the future hoe! Ruthless in his heart, the knife cut down violently, and there was no pain, he opened his eyes and found that the bright knife was actually a little soft, and it couldn't cut into the flesh at all, and the skin was not broken at all......

Some don't know: "Sir, this knife?" ”

Xiao Zhi retrieved the knife: "It's just a juggling of the rivers and lakes, the old man's heart of sacrificing himself is enough to make up for the consultation fee of the two, and he was frightened ......"

I see, the old man's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he almost fainted just now, but this test is nothing compared to saving lives! He was ashamed.

Xiao Zhi asked them to stand in front of the stall, pushed the bamboo tube forward, covered it with a black cloth, and quickly pulled out the plague from this person's body. The old man and the child's legs trembled, and they looked like Yang Xiucai just now, which gave them another physical strength to replenish the magic, and the magic power was full every minute, and they didn't worry about consumption......

There is Yang Xiucai in front and the old man's healing in the back, which is a living signboard.

One after another, people rushed to the broken bridge, there were poor people and rich people, Xiao Zhi treated everyone equally, unless he was about to die, he could only line up! The poor have no money, and Xiao Zhi acquiesces that they get money by giving up their positions in the queue to the rich, and the difference is only in early treatment and late treatment.

Otherwise, everyone will be like the old man's test to get the consultation fee, and it hurts to think about it after a long time.

The two ends of the broken bridge are divided into one in and one out, and there is no problem with the section out, but the section that enters has already lined up in a long line, and the people standing at the end of the line can't even see the shadow of the broken bridge. Queuing up is a test of consciousness in the real world, let alone in ancient times, and life is at stake.

There were a large number of people who forcibly cut into the queue.

Originally, the rich people bought the position, and the people who sold the position needed to queue up again from the end, and the addition of these people directly made dozens of people in the middle of the queue out of thin air......

Xiao Zhi secretly sighed that he was not thoughtful, and did not ask a few people who could calm the scene to manage the team.

He tried to teach these people a lesson, but after sitting down, it didn't take long for new people to make trouble, and the old people took advantage of the weakness to enter, and the team became chaotic again.

In the distance of the broken bridge, on the big tree by the lake, there is a green snake wrapped around the branches, the green snake head looks in the direction of the broken bridge, the bright red snake letter swallows a few times, the body smokes, and turns into a bewitching woman sitting on the branch, it turns out to be Xiaoqing.

She grabbed the branch with her left hand, rested her head on her arm, as if she was drunk, her eyes were misty, and the corners of her mouth were raised: "I thought who came out to rob my sister of a good person, it turned out to be this good-looking little brother." People look better than Xu Xian, and their skills are much stronger than Xu Xian, my sister is really stupid, if you want to find a man, you naturally have to find such a man...... I always say that I am high, and I am not as good as me in this regard. ”