The pulse cases were piled up into a mountain, and the five people worked together to copy and transcribe until the sun set, and it was less than eighty percent completed.

Xin Yang rubbed his sore arm and said, "I usually watch my son turn over these volumes, but I only think that my son is hard, but I never thought it would be so hard." I've only copied less than two copies, and I can't even lift my arm. ”

Mu Dianke was stacked in front of him with the new pulse cases sorted out, one by one, and a booklet was placed on it, and he was looking through the pulse case while writing something on the booklet.

Zhao Ping was curious, ran over to take a look, and saw that Mu Dian could record the age of the patients included in each pulse case, the epidemic area, and which page it was included on.

In this way, if Chang Qianfo wants to see whose pulse case, he flips through the booklet and looks up it much faster.

Zhao Ping smiled: "Nian Ke is really careful, and he thinks so thoughtfully for his son." ”

I heard someone laughing loudly at the door: "Who is so hearty and thinks about me all the time." ”

Zhao Ping raised his head and saw Chang Qianfo striding in, his eyebrows were a little tired, but his mood looked very good.

Hurriedly copied a book of pulse cases, and handed it over as if offering a treasure: "Childe, look, this is what Nian taught us to sort out." ”

Chang Qianfo is such a smart person, he only glanced at it and understood, looked at Mu Dianke in surprise, and said, "This is what you came up with?" ”

The burning in his eyes was undisguised.

Mu Dianke was embarrassed by his sentence "always think of me", and when he saw his appearance, he couldn't help but feel ashamed and embarrassed, secretly blaming him for not knowing how to restrain himself, so he said "um" lightly, lowered his head, and pretended to continue writing.

Chang Qianfo put down the pulse case, walked over, and watched her write. Hold your hands on the edge of the table, bend down, your snort in your ears.

Mu Dianke made him feel cramped and uneasy, his cheeks were red, and he wondered what was wrong with this person? So many people are watching.

An Tiru was the most knowledgeable, put down the pen, shook his sore arm, and said with a smile: "This writing is much more tiring than practicing swords, and I can't finish copying it today, so keep it for tomorrow." It's hard work, hard work. ”

Chang Qianfo raised his gaze at this time, looked at Jiang Yiyi and smiled, "Yiyi is also here." ”

Jiang Yi smiled shyly: "I'll send fruit drink to Brother Chang,"

Turning to the food box, he said, "I made apple stuff and green grape jelly, and put it in ice, it should still be fresh." ”

Chang Qianfo was inconvenient to refuse in person, and motioned for An Tiru to step forward to take the food box, and said with a smile: "There is Lao Yiyi." However, there are many affairs in the hall, and you work hard every day, so don't send me food in the future. When I want to eat, it's easy to tell the kitchen. ”

Jiang Yiyi wanted to say that it was not hard, but looking at Chang Qianfo's gentle and firm eyes, he couldn't say anything.

She is a smart and careful girl, she came back to Chang Qianfo twice, and met Mu Dianke twice. At this time, seeing Chang Qianfo holding the desk in his hand, although he looked up to talk to her, his attention was always on Mu Dianke, his body was overturned, and his chest was almost on Mu Dianke's shoulder, what else did she not understand.

lowered his head, his eyes stinged, he almost burst into tears, and whispered, "Then Brother Chang, I'll go first." ”

Chang Qianfo smiled and nodded: "Okay, go back and rest early, I've worked hard for you today." ”

After saying that, he looked down at Mu Dianke writing, the corners of his mouth were smiling, and his eyes were gentle.

Jiang Yiyi was afraid that if she looked at it more, she couldn't help crying. I ran out as if I was going out, and when I went down the steps, I tripped and almost fell, and my tears finally fell.

ran out of Xu Yuan, and the tears stopped.

There were a lot of people coming and going on the road, and strangely, no one noticed him, it was messy, as if something big had happened.

She was in no mood to pay attention, hid behind the flowers by the roadside, wiped her eyes with a handkerchief, and continued walking.

People kept going over her.

One tall and one short, two people walked side by side, the pace was very fast, and Jiang Yiyi was left behind in the blink of an eye. They all walked away, and the person on the left suddenly turned around, saw his eyes swollen like walnuts Jiang Yiyi, raised his eyebrows, and strode back.

Yang Ye turned around and shouted, "Li Zhe, why are you going?" Let's go. ”

Li Zhe waved his hand with his back to Yang Ye, and said impatiently: "You go first, I'll come right away." ”

walked up to Jiang Yiyi, didn't speak, wrinkled his brows and looked at her, and saw Jiang Yiyi shrink back uncomfortably.

"Who bullied you?"

He finally determined that Jiang Yiyi's wiping of tears had nothing to do with the Western Medicine Library. This aggrieved little appearance, I'm afraid it's not bullied.

As soon as his voice was loud, Jiang Yiyi was a little scared, for fear of saying it Li Zhe went back to the council hall to make trouble with Chang Qianfo, so he shook his hand again and again: "No, no." ”

"Why are you crying without you?"

Li Zhe's eyebrows are even heavier. Ever since he fought with Jiang Fan once and broke Jiang Fan's head, Jiang Yiyi looked at him like a mouse seeing a cat, shrinking in a small appearance, and he didn't dare to say it out loud.

What is she afraid of, and she doesn't hit women.

Jiang Yiyi lowered her head, her fingers twisted the corners of her clothes, and a pair of wet eyelashes flashed, but she didn't speak.

Li Zhe put the weight of his body on his left foot, changed to his right foot, and stood in several positions, but Jiang Yiyi still didn't mean to speak.

Li Zhe finally got impatient and said, "Hurry up and go home, don't run outside, it's very chaotic outside." ”

Turn around and go.

Jiang Yiyi was so troubled by Li Zhe that she forgot about her injury, watched the people running back and forth on the side of the road, and shouted: "Fifth Brother Li." ”

Li Zhe turned his head and raised his eyebrows.

Jiang Yiyi was afraid that he would be troubled, so he whispered: "Fifth Brother Li, in the hall, is there something wrong?" ”

"Oh," Li Zhe said, "Steward Chen and Steward Zhu of the Western Medicine Depot hanged themselves. It's a bit of a hassle, so don't get mixed in. ”

Throw down this sentence and leave, leaving Jiang Yiyi on the spot.

When Li Zhe arrived, the others had almost arrived.

Yang Ping was the first to receive the news, and personally went to Zhu Chen's family to report the funeral and appease the emotions of the two families. He also sent people to procure coffins, mourning clothes, white flags and other things to prepare for the funeral.

In time for the funeral at the height of the plague, it was difficult for people and property to be in place for a while, and it was difficult to arrange the aftermath and even implement various ceremonial processes. The weather is getting hot, and people can't stop for a long time, because Wang Lianchen's wife is still sick, so Yang Ping and Li Jinshan's two wives will assist Mrs. Jiang Shibei and the three wives in charge of the family to handle the aftermath.

At this time, Yang Ping and Wang Lianchen were talking back in front of Chang Qianfo.

The white flags in front of the warehouse of the Western Medicine Depot have been erected, and the yard is full of people, you cry, I cry, one person cries and drives a group of people to cry, whining, making people feel sad when they hear it.

Chang Qianfo's face was not very good, standing upright to listen to Wang Lianchen's words, his right hand behind his back, holding two large envelopes with a thickness of fingers, and a few pieces of paper that he didn't have time to stuff in, and was blown up and down by the evening southeast wind.

Li Zhe walked towards Chang Qianfo, and Chang Qianfo also raised his head to look over, and without speaking, he handed over the letter paper in his hand.

Those two letters, to be precise, were two suicide notes.

Zhu Chen and the others were detained in the side room for three or four hours, and they didn't know that the pen and ink they got from them actually wrote a long letter of more than 30 pages by one person, from recalling the beautiful times of the past to complaining bitterly about regretting the beginning, saying that they were ashamed of their cultivation and kindness to the master's family, and lived in the world without shame, and only asked Chang Qianfo to treat his family well.

The suicide note was stained with tears, and the feelings were sincere, and the remorse and despair at that time can be seen between the lines.

Li Zhe sighed, folded the letter, stuffed the envelope back and handed it to Chang Qianfo, and patted Chang Qianfo on the shoulder: "Don't think about it." I know that I regret it, so why bother in the first place."