Chen Dazhuang saw Jiang Muyuan for the first time, he didn't understand the identity of the other party, but listening to the tone of this person's voice, he should be a powerful person, even more powerful than the fifth master who came back to find him before.

He hurriedly thanked him repeatedly.

Jiang Muyuan secretly left Jingzhou City, and couldn't delay here for too long, so he went straight to the point and asked about the situation on the night of the embankment breaking.

"I hadn't heard the sound of the dam breaking through the dam before, I didn't know, but I heard the sound of explosives." Chen Dazhuang explained.

Chenjiazhuang is not poor in the local area, it relies on mountains and water, can hunt, fish, and open mountains.

There are many craftsmen in Zhuangzi, and they are well-known for their good craftsmanship in Shili and Eight Villages.

Chen Dazhuang also used to be an apprentice and followed his master into the mountains.

The movement of the bombing of the mountain was deafening, and the echoes were bursting, even after several years, Chen Dazhuang did not forget it.

Therefore, he calmed down, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the movement of that night was like dynamite.

Chen Dazhuang took Jiang Muyuan and Wu Ye to see the duel, and Han Lei stayed behind to take care of the fourth brother.

As Jiang Muyuan expected when he came, the breach was swept by floods, and in the dark night, there was no trace of being blown up by explosives.

The mouth was huge, like the open mouth of a wild beast, devouring countless lives.

Even if the water has fallen, standing on the shore is still frightening.

After a careful inspection, seeing that time was getting shorter and less, Jiang Muyuan went back to Jingzhou City.

Chen Dazhuang didn't dare to ask more, thinking of his sick youngest son, he had the courage to confirm that a doctor would come tomorrow, so he sent the person to the entrance of the village with great gratitude.

When the sky was white, Jiang Muyuan returned to the mansion, and after freshening up, he got up and went to the conference hall.

As soon as he appeared, he had his own little officials to wake up all the adults who stayed in the mansion at night, and the little grandfather began to do things, who dared to lie on the bed and rest?

There is naturally a lot of suffering, and no matter how much you scream, you don't dare to slow down.

All matters were arranged, and everyone was busy with their feet on the ground.

The people of Tai Hospital took the doctors and apprentices of large and small medical halls in Jingzhou City to nearby states and counties.

Xia Yi carried the medicine box on his back and followed Imperial Doctor Zhen to Chenjiazhuang.

Before Taiyi Wu told his old age, Taiyi Zhen received a lot of guidance and guidance from Taiyi Wu in the Tai Hospital, although he was not as good as Xia Yi, a little apprentice, when the two of them could barely be regarded as brothers.

These days, Xia Yi has also seen a lot of tragic situations, from the beginning of the discomfort to now be able to deal with it calmly, but no matter how calm he is, he still sighs in his heart.

Who can see so many suffering people and be indifferent?

This kind of scene, even if I have heard other doctors talk about it before, is really completely different from what I have seen with my own eyes.

When he was in Beijing, everything was peaceful, and the North 1 and North 2 Hutongs caught fire, and it was already a catastrophe to kill and injure them, but after leaving the capital and seeing the situation here, Xia Yicai deeply understood that he had experienced too little.

The people left behind by Chenjiazhuang were all gathered to clean up Zhuangzi.

The family that rescued the fourth brother looked at Chen Dazhuang and his son, and couldn't help but wonder: "What about them?" I heard that the fourth brother was sick, and finally the doctor came, why didn't Da Zhuang bring the fourth brother over? ”

Hearing that there was a patient, Imperial Doctor Zhen asked the man who spoke to lead Xia Yi to Chen Dazhuang.

The two found the Land Temple, and saw that in addition to Chen Dazhuang's father and son, there was also another old way.

The Taoist robe on Lao Dao's body was tattered and muddy, and his long hair combed into a bun was also sticky with mud, but only his face and hands were clean.

Seeing the visitor, Lao Dao said: "Poor Dao has just arrived in this Chenjiazhuang, and when he met the child who was sick, he helped him take a look, Lao Dao learned some Qihuang, but this way, the pills on his body were all gone......"

Xia Yi bowed.

Among the Taoist priests and monks, many of them are proficient in medical science, and when they travel all over the world, they are often busy with people to see doctors, and they may not receive money, and most of them talk about fate.

The old Taoist in front of him should have also encountered a flood on the way to the two lakes.

"Look at the medicine box on your back, you come and show this kid." The old Taoist beckoned.

Xia Yi stepped forward and carefully examined the fourth brother.

The fourth brother was so hot that his feet were red and swollen, and he was already pus, and he cried in pain when he touched it.

Xia Yi's brows furrowed: "Erysipelas." ”

The old Taoist chief glanced at him: "Did you bring Jiuyi Dan?" ”

Xia Yi and the others came to prevent the epidemic, and they all knew about several epidemic diseases that were prone to appear after the flood, and they also prepared commonly used medicines.

He hurriedly took out the Jiuyi Pill and handed it to the old Dao leader.

Chen Dazhuang didn't understand what erysipelas or Jiuyi Dan was, but with the doctor, he was finally much more sure-footed.

Someone came last night to explain, don't say that they have visited, Chen Dazhuang didn't say a word, only thanked the two nobles in his heart.

The old Taoist saw that Xia Yi was young, and was worried that he had no experience in using knives against children, so he simply did it himself and let Xia Yi assist.

The knife was heated on the fire, cut the suppurated area, and when the wound was cleaned, sprinkled with Jiuyi Dan powder to treat the wound.

The fourth brother didn't know anything when he was sick, crying and making trouble, Xia Yi and Chen Dazhuang pressed together, so they didn't let him move around.

The child was in pain, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

Xia Yi breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Where did the Dao Master come from?" Do you walk a lot these days? Where is the disaster bad? Are there any diseases? ”

The old Taoist touched his beard and said: "Erysipelas is the most common, and the Jiuyi Dan brought by the poor Dao has been given, you look at this one's legs, sooner or later he will be the same as his son, and there will be erysipelas more or less in this Chenjiazhuang."

Poor Dao knows that the doctors sent by your yamen are not enough at all, so according to Poor Dao, leave more useful medicine and teach the villagers how to deal with it themselves, which is much better than staying for a few days. ”

Xia Yi smiled when he heard this: "What the Taoist chief said is that it is arranged like this. ”

"The court does things inappropriately, and it is the people who suffer after all." The old man sighed, got up and walked outside.

When Xia Yi heard this, he couldn't help but look at the old Taoist a few more times, and there was a vague thought in his heart, but it was not easy to assert.

"Ask the Taoist Chief...... Xia Yi asked.

The old Taoist paused for a moment, cleared his throat in embarrassment, and did not answer.

Xia Yi caught up and asked, "Are you Yan Qingzhen?" ”

When he was in Beijing, he had never seen Yan Qingzhen, he had only heard it from rumors, but it was probably a feeling that the age and general appearance of the person in front of him and the rumored Yan Qingzhen matched it, and he couldn't help but ask a few more questions.

The old Taoist elder looked at him left and right, and was annoyed by Xia Yi's question, so he said, "What's the matter?" Isn't it? ”

"Did you see the paperwork? The Holy Lord would like to invite you back to Beijing. Xia Yidao.

The old Taoist snorted: "Let the poor Dao go back and go back?" ”

This sentence has already recognized the identity.