Out of the Shilu Police Station, Mo Xiaochuan still needed to treat Wang Jie, so he also needed a set of silver needles and some traditional Chinese medicine. Xiao Jianjun directly took Mo Xiaochuan to a century-old Chinese medicine hall, Jishengtang.

Jishengtang really lives up to its reputation, and there are still many patients waiting in line to see a doctor at this time. Mo Xiaochuan saw at a glance that most of them were some old people, and occasionally some middle-aged people. There is only one young man, and he is the only one.

Nowadays, the TCM market is well known. In addition, the pace of people's lives is accelerating and the pressure of life is increasing, so the first thing people go to see when they are sick is Western medicine that has quick results. The Chinese medicine practitioner, known as the slow lang, was set aside. Unless they have a very complicated and strange disease, and Western medicine is helpless for a while, people will seek treatment from Chinese medicine under the mentality of treating a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

Moreover, in terms of the cost of this treatment, Western medicine is far more expensive than traditional Chinese medicine, and from the perspective of profit acquisition, young people who study medicine now will be biased towards Western medicine. It is precisely because of this that people's enthusiasm for learning Chinese medicine has gradually cooled. In this way, day after day, year after year, in a vicious circle, Chinese medicine is completely lonely. I really can't believe that after a few years, there will be no such name as Chinese medicine. This situation is the helplessness of all Chinese people.

If Chinese medicine wants to rise, it needs a long journey, a strong guide, and a group of followers who have a devout belief in Chinese medicine.

After all, Chinese medicine is the greatest medicine in the world, and it has been tested for thousands of years, and its value can not be reflected in a single paper.

For the only young man in Jishengtang, Mo Xiaochuan couldn't help but look at him more, after all, young people of their age, who are slightly westernized or ****, are even more disdainful of traditional Chinese medicine. So this young man is more eye-catching. This young man was mentally wilted, his face was yellow, his body was scattered, and his qi and blood were seriously deficient. It looks like his life is short.

Soon, Mo Xiaochuan seemed to have discovered something in the young man, his face became gloomy, his eyes were cold, and a rich murderous intent suddenly enveloped the entire Jisheng Hall. The hot air was frozen in an instant. It made people shiver through a series of chills.

"It's strange how I feel cold. It looks like early winter. ”

"Who's to say it's not? What's going on? It's not the time for cold air to go south. ”

"Is the air conditioner too low, miss, please turn up the air conditioner temperature?"

For a while, there was a lot of discussion among the patients waiting for treatment in Jishengtang.

Only Xiao Jianjun knew what was going on, but he didn't understand why Mo Xiaochuan suddenly burst out with such a strong killing intent.

"Xiaochuan, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Jianjun walked to Mo Xiaochuan's side, patted him on the shoulder, and asked softly. And looked at Mo Xiaochuan's eyes. "Hey, why is he?" Xiao Jianjun said in a low voice.

Mo Xiaochuan took a breath, put back the wisp of killing intent, and asked Xiao Jianjun in a deep voice: "Big brother knows this person." “

"Yes, this is the only son of Zhong Haitian, the governor of Jiangnan Province, Zhong Kai. He is well-behaved and generous, so he has a lot of prestige in the circle of young people in Jiangnan Province. However, I don't have a good impression of him, I always feel that this person is too fake and too gloomy. Every time you see him, it makes people feel uncomfortable. I don't know why, how did he come to Jishengtang. Xiao Jianjun found out that the object of Mo Xiaochuan's murderous intent turned out to be Zhong Kai, and he was puzzled, it stands to reason that Mo Xiaochuan should not have seen Zhong Kai, and the two of them should not have a relationship. But this is the first time they met, why did Mo Xiaochuan have so much hostility towards Zhong Kai. Since Mo Xiaochuan is a hostile person, Xiao Jianjun will naturally not be stupid enough to say that he has a deep relationship with him. In fact, Xiao Jianjun really doesn't have much affection for Zhong Kai.

"It turns out that he still has such a big background, is it any wonder? By the way, how is this Zhong Haitian?" asked Mo Xiaochuan.

"Zhong Haitian is honest and selfless, not exaggerated, does not engage in face-saving projects, and will not make the people's livelihood miserable because of his political achievements. It is a rare official who can do practical things for the people. Whether it is in the hearts of the people or in the hearts of our colleagues, the prestige is very high. Xiao Jianjun said truthfully.

"Oh. Mo Xiaochuan nodded noncommittally. Turn around and walk towards the counter.

"Xiaochuan, after all, we also know each other, and the old people in the family are also good friends, so I still have to go over to call one. Xiao Jianjun watched Mo Xiaochuan leave and said hurriedly.

"It doesn't matter if you have a relationship with each other, but there is one thing I want my eldest brother to know, it is not good to be too close to this person. Mo Xiaochuan turned around and said to Xiao Jianjun seriously.

"I know. I'll take care of the distance. Xiao Jianjun saw that Mo Xiaochuan was serious, although he didn't know why, but he knew that Mo Xiaochuan would not harm him, so he replied solemnly.

Xiao Jianjun went to say hello to Zhong Kai, and Mo Xiaochuan went to the counter to buy silver needles and medicine. Wang Jie and Zhuang Xiaoxian did not get out of the car.

Jianghai Street drove to the direction of Weizhen, Xiao Jianjun drove the car smoothly, Mo Xiaochuan sat in the co-pilot, and Zhuang Xiaoxian talked to Wang Jie in the back seat about some interesting things that had happened since he met Mo Xiaochuan. Mo Xiaochuan also listened, occasionally hooking the corners of his mouth to reveal a smile.

"Hey, there's a traffic jam ahead. Xiao Jianjun looked at the huge traffic in front of him, frowned, and said.

When Wang Jie heard this, she looked up and looked ahead: "Although this time is the time when the traffic is the most, it shouldn't be so badly blocked." Nothing should happen. Wang Jie suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart.

Mo Xiaochuan listened, his heart moved, and his spiritual power spread forward.

At the intersection of Jianghai Street and Nanshan Road, a bus with Tianfang Tourism printed on its body fell sideways to the ground, and there was a big depression in the middle of the body. There were still some bloodstains under the body, and in some places, the bloodstains were still slowly expanding, like a small blood-colored puddle.

Not far from the bus, there is also a cement engineering truck, the front of the engineering vehicle has been strictly deformed, and the cement tank on the car is still spinning. A small car that was pressed underneath made a piercing eardrum sound due to friction under the rotation of the cement tank. The front of the car had been completely flattened, and a middle-aged man sitting in the driver's seat was squeezed into a ball, blood gushing out of his mouth, nose, ears, and eyes. The breath of life has long been lost in his body. In the passenger seat, the door has been slammed open, and a woman has jumped out of the car with her upper body squeezed between the seats, and is lying on the ground with a pale face, already unconscious.

Around the engineering vehicle, several vehicles were hit and scratched to varying degrees. Messily scattered next to the construction trucks. However, the occupants of the car did not suffer any serious injuries other than some shock and some skin injuries.

At the scene, there were already several traffic policemen who were maintaining order at the scene, setting up a cordon, and rescuing the children in the bus.

Mo Xiaochuan's extended spiritual power felt all this, and his heart became heavier and heavier, and the fragility shown by life at this time gave him a deeper understanding of the awe of life.

At this moment, two mobile phone ringtones rang in the car, breaking the silence at once.

Xiao Jianjun was full of excitement, quickly took out his mobile phone, glanced at the number in a hurry, and the solemnity on his face was a little more: "I am Xiao Jianjun." Okay, I got it. We were not far from the scene of the accident and arrived immediately. “

The other phone call is Wang Jie's, and the content on the phone is roughly similar to the content on Xiao Jianjun's phone, the only difference is that Wang Jie, the director of the health bureau, wants to coordinate the first aid work.

After Xiao Jianjun hung up the phone, he said to Mo Xiaochuan: "There was a major car accident at the intersection of Jianghai Street and Nanshan Road, and a cement engineering truck hit a bus because of grabbing a red light. Many were injured and potentially life-threatening. The situation is critical. Ogawa, I need your help this time. “