Chapter Ninety-Nine: On the Bar with Old Man Hong
"Could it be that I was wrong?"
Ye Xuan looked at the four scratches on the back of Liu Wu's hand that were still oozing blood, and thought about the scene of the shorter man suffering and lowering his shoulders.
"Childe, what are you doing? Any questions? ”
Seeing Ye Xuan standing beside Liu Wu for a long time, with a thoughtful expression, Li Zhutou stepped forward and asked Ye Xuan suspiciously.
"Oh, nothing!"
Ye Xuan put away the doubts in her heart, and smiled at Li Zhutou with a calm demeanor.
"Oh!"
The second monk Li Zhutou and Zhangzhang let out an 'oh' in confusion, and looked at Ye Xuan with strange eyes, as if to say: This person is sick, right?
The county magistrate who fell into Feiyan's beauty was full of thoughts about Feiyan, but he didn't dare to do anything deviant because he was an official of a county.
"Okay, now that the murderer has been caught, the county can withdraw the guards of the Jindu Inn and resume normal business contacts at the Jindu Inn."
"Li Zhutou, bring the prisoner Liu Wu with you, let's go back to the county office." The county magistrate said goodbye, and walked away.
Ye Xuan saw the people in the ordinary, and also walked out, in order to confirm the doubts in her heart, she deliberately stepped forward as if she was careless, and collided without a trace, the thin and short man in the troupe.
"Ah !!"
The man let out a pig cry in an instant, and the painful expression on his face was obvious, and the beads of sweat on his forehead that were the size of beans rolled down his cheeks and onto the placket of his clothes.
"Big brother is alright, right? I'm so sorry! You're okay with this shoulder injury, right? Saying that, Ye Xuan didn't wait for the man to react, so she reached out and ripped off the man's clothes to check the injury on the man's shoulder.
Looking at the scalded and pus-drenched scar on the man's shoulder, the suspicion in her heart was put down.
"Big brother, your scars are all suppurated, why don't you go and see it?"
The man pulled his clothes together, with a faint wry smile on his face, and said: "Like us rough people who make a living by playing with knives, how can we have that idle time and spare money to go to the doctor, and the voice is not good during this time, it's good to stutter, what kind of disease do you see!" ”
Looking at the wry smile on the man's face, Ye Xuan also knew what to say for a while, and she also knew the hardships of being an artist.
"Wait a minute, I've got a bottle of medicine here that can treat this burn, I'll go upstairs and get it for you." After speaking, Ye Xuan ran up to the second floor and ran down with two small medicine bottles in her hands.
"These two bottles of medicine, the pill is oral, three times a day, one capsule at a time, all taken after meals, just eat it for three or five days in a row, the ointment is rubbed, five or six times a day is okay, you take it, I wish you a speedy recovery."
Ye Xuan stuffed the pills and ointment into the man's hand, and instructed the man with a gentle and humble expression.
The man accepted the medicine bottle embarrassedly, and said with a grateful look and tears in his eyes: "Thank you so much, little brother, if he can use my Zhang San's place in the future, you just need to say it, Zhang will never say anything." ”
It is the duty of a doctor to treat diseases and save people, Ye Xuan smiled softly at Zhang San, and said, "Brother Zhang is polite, they have all gone to the county office, so I won't delay you in the future." ”
Zhang San glanced at the people who had already walked out of the inn, retracted his gaze and arched his hand towards Ye Xuan: "I don't know the name of the little brother, it's convenient to say hello when he sees each other in the future." ”
"Under the surname Ye Mingxuan."
Ye Xuan replied.
"Farewell, Brother Ye." Zhang San hugged his fists again, turned around and walked out of the Jindu Inn in a chivalrous manner.
"Hmph, you'll be pretentious, and you really think you're a great miracle doctor."
When Ye Xuan heard this, she turned around and looked at her with an arrogant expression, with a look of disgust and contempt for Hong Laoqi, "What's the matter?" You're not convinced? If you have the ability, you can also show off! Hmph, are you a pig? Only humming and screaming. ”
"You... You... You..."
Hong Laoqi was so angry that Ye Xuan stammered when he spoke, and you didn't say anything for a long time.
Seeing that the two rivals were about to quarrel again, Gu Shaoyu hurriedly stepped forward to play haha, and persuaded peace: "Dad, you just say a few words!" Doctor Ye didn't provoke you, why did you provoke him again? ”
"Humph!"
Hong Laoqi glared at Gu Shaoyu fiercely, turned up and walked to the table on the side and sat down, the appearance of the old naughty boy was vividly interpreted.
Gu Shaoyu shook his head amusefully and helplessly, raised his eyes to look at Ye Xuan and said, "Doctor Ye, don't be like Father Hong, he is an old man with a bad brain, and he has no intention of offending you, so please bear with me." ”
Hong Laoqi, who was sitting on the bench, heard Gu Shaoyu say that his brain was not good, and was about to refute it, but he was stopped by Gu Shaoyu's eyes, and his aggrieved beard made Ye Xuan feel a lot more comfortable.
She tidied up her sleeves with a high spirit, and said like an adult: "Since he has a bad brain, then the young master will forgive him, and he is not as knowledgeable as this kind of Alzheimer's person." ”
Ye Xuan deliberately put the words 'bad brain' and 'Alzheimer', and the words were bitten heavily.
I don't know why, anyway, she thinks it's quite fun to be on the bar with this old man, she likes to look at the red old man, and the funny expression that dares to be angry and dare not speak is really a thief.
The time of the day passed quickly, and in the evening, several people who went to the county government to take care of Lin Kun's funeral walked into the inn together with heavy and sad faces.
On Feiyan's charming and charming cheeks, tears can be faintly seen, and the grief in her eyes is also from the heart.
"Class master, I'll go upstairs first."
"Well, go ahead! You also want to open a point, people can't be resurrected after death, and Lin Kun doesn't want to see you sad. ”
"Well, I'm up."
Fei Yan said that, and went up to the third floor past Zhang San.
The class leader looked at Fei Yan who walked up the stairs with a low look, and his heart was full of sympathy for Fei Yan and Lin Kun.
He also knows a little about the 'incident' where Liu Wu is, but he knows that Liu Wu is a person who looks harmless on the surface, but in fact he is a traitorous and evil person in his heart, and he can only turn a blind eye and let Liu Wu do evil.
Zhang San didn't know anything about this matter, and he naturally didn't feel guilty in his heart, only full of sadness for Lin Kun.
He arched his hand to the class master and said, "Class master, I also went up to rest, and the burns on my shoulders were a little painful. ”
"Well, go ahead!"
The class leader waved his hand weakly at Zhang San.
After Zhang San left, the class leader found a place to sit down, ordered a pot of old wine, and drank it silently to numb his guilt for Lin Kun.
He recalled a series of abnormal behaviors of Liu Wu a few days ago, and he seemed to be eyeing a caravan, wanting to rob secretly and get something for nothing.