Chapter Eighty-Seven: Living Bodhisattva, Murong Zixuan.
Leng Yan'er's words made Mu Yan, Xia Yifeng, and Feng Ruowu all frown. They glanced at each other, and without thinking much about it, they followed the footsteps of the county order and walked towards the depths of the alley.
Not long after leaving, Mu Yan heard an extremely miserable cry coming from a room in front of him. His body was stunned, and his footsteps stopped, Mu Yan looked at the county magistrate in front of him and shook his head helplessly, knowing in his heart that this family was probably not the first person to die.
Walking slowly into the house, Xia Yifeng looked at the simple furnishings in the house, followed the narrow corridor, and walked into the room where the crying was constantly heard.
"Who are you?!" Hearing the footsteps, the weeping woman in the room turned her head sharply and looked at Xia Yifeng and the others vigilantly. After seeing the county order headed by the leader, the woman relaxed a little, but still guarded the people on the kang with a desolate face, and said sharply: "You go, I will not let you burn my husband to death." ”
"These are the imperial doctors sent by the emperor in the palace to treat your illness." The county order introduced Xia Yifeng and the others to the woman in a low voice, because Xia Yifeng had warned the county order before, and Xia Yifeng was not allowed to reveal the identity of Xia Yifeng as the emperor, so the county order did not dare to say much. "There are only two of you left in your family, mother and son, and you can't solve the problem if you cry all the time. Hurry up and let the imperial doctor take a look at your father-in-law's condition, so that everyone can have a number in their hearts. ”
The words of the county magistrate slowly calmed down the woman's mood. Cautiously moving to the side, the woman looked back sadly at the man on the kang, whose face was so pale that it was frightening. A line of tears slowly flowed from his eyes unconsciously.
The woman's actions made Mu Yan and the others completely see the man's condition. Pale face, blue eyes. The skinny body is only skinny, which makes the whole person look even more lifeless.
Slowly opening his eyes, the man glanced at his wife weakly, and then coughed violently.
A cough came into everyone's ears, and it kept hitting everyone's heart. Mu Yan watched the man cough violently, and his face turned a little red with the cough. I couldn't help but sigh helplessly. And at this moment, the man spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Swiftly dragging Feng Ruowu and Leng Yan'er in front of him behind him, Mu Yan hurriedly covered his nose with his sleeve, then turned his head to look at the two of them, and said in a low voice: "Don't get so close, pay attention to yourself." ”
Taking two steps back, Mu Yan never approached the edge of the kang again. Silently watching the woman wipe her body for her husband, looking at the woman's expression of grievance, but without a trace of timidity, Mu Yan couldn't help but feel pity for her.
As the so-called husband and wife are birds of the same forest, they fly separately when disaster comes.
In this case, the woman could have left the place. But she never gave up on this man, perhaps, this is the unique quality of ancient women......?
With his head down, Mu Yan guessed wildly in his mind, and then smiled bitterly and self-denied his crankiness.
"How long have you been sick with this disease?" Clearing his throat, Mu Yan looked at the woman with burning eyes and asked softly.
"Two days. It's only been two days. The movements of her hands slowly stopped, and the woman smiled bitterly at Mu Yan and said, "My father-in-law and mother-in-law also died of the plague. But in seven or eight days, a good home has become like this......"
As she spoke, the woman wiped tears from the corners of her eyes. And the crying gradually amplified, and finally some of them couldn't cry anymore.
The woman kept crying, which made Xia Yifeng a little impatient. Pushing the three imperial doctors in front of him towards the kang, Xia Yifeng said in a clear voice: "Why don't you go and see what's going on?!" ”
"Obey the Order......"
Responding to Xia Yifeng with trembling voices, the three imperial doctors walked slowly to the kang and carefully examined the body of the man on the kang. And Mu Yan, who saw Xia Yifeng's actions, smiled disapprovingly.
Xia Yifeng is a person who doesn't care about the life and death of others, so everything here doesn't mean much to him. Whoever dies and who lives is the same in Xia Yifeng's heart. This time, he came to the disaster area, which was a whimsical choice. Although Xia Yifeng is the lord of a country, but worrying about the life or death of strangers, Mu Yan knows that this is an impossible thing for Xia Yifeng.
"Who was the first person in your family to get sick?" After thinking about it, Mu Yan turned his gaze to the woman again and asked softly.
"It's my father-in-law." With her head down, the woman told Mu Yan about what had happened in the past few days. "My father-in-law is not in good health, and he has always been bedridden. But even so, there was no other reaction, at most there was no way to move. But a few days ago, my father-in-law's body suddenly failed, with fever, cough, and vomiting blood. A few days after my father-in-law died, my mother-in-law had the same reaction. Then, it's my father-in-law......"
Glancing deeply at the man on the kang, the woman sighed lightly and closed her eyes. continued: "Next, I'm afraid it's me. ”
Run a fever...... Cough...... Haematemesis......
Mu Yan kept repeating these three words in his heart, and was silent for a long time, and then suddenly his eyes flashed, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of Mu Yan's mouth.
"Did your father-in-law take any medicine or anything he had never taken before he became ill?" Raising his head, Mu Yan asked with a smile.
The sudden smile on Mu Yan's face made the woman a little overwhelmed, and also made Xia Yifeng and the others curiously fall on the woman.
Listening to Mu Yan's question, the woman thought for a moment and said, "It is true that I have taken some medicines, but the medicinal materials are all given by neighbors, and there is no problem." ”
"Where did your neighbor's medicinal herbs come from?" Gradually affirming the thoughts in his heart, Mu Yan sneered and continued to ask, "In my opinion, the residents of your place are not rich. It is not easy to have money to buy medicine for your family. How can he have the spare money to buy medicine and give it to your family? Or was your neighbor's medicinal herb a gift from someone else? ”
"That's right." Nodding, the woman didn't expect Mu Yan to know about that. "A few days ago, we had a living bodhisattva here, and he cured several of our patients here, and he also left some medicinal herbs for us to boil and take according to his method. My neighbor's illness was cured by the living bodhisattva! ”
Living Bodhisattva ......
Sneering and looking at Feng Ruowu, Mu Yan had already figured out the reason for all this.
Murong Zixuan, I didn't expect you to use such a trick......
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