This matter ended in an unexpected way for Sun Miao.

Sun Miao, who stepped out of the gate of the mansion, couldn't tell what he was feeling, but he always felt unhappy and unhappy.

"I really can't imagine that Song Yan, who seems to be a gentleman and generous on weekdays, is secretly this kind of person! It's so hateful! Chu Yi was still angry.

Sun Miao didn't say a word and didn't answer.

After exhaling a breath of turbid air for a long time, he arched his hand to Chu Yi and said, "Thank you to the Chu team for helping each other this time, and I am grateful." ”

Chu Yi waved his hand quite manly, and said with a smile: "What Brother Sun said, if it wasn't for you last time, it is unknown whether we would have been able to get out of the Shen Mansion alive."

"What's more, Brother Sun's wisdom and medical skills are really admirable. If I don't give up, I want to make friends with Brother Sun. ”

Sun Miao looked at the bright and moving Chu Yi, and his mood was a little better, and he smiled: "Aren't we already friends?" The Chu team is strong in martial arts and kind-hearted, and he is also admired very much. ”

"Then don't call Chu Team Zheng, just call me Chu Yi."

"Okay, then I'll go back first, and if there's a place where I can help, come to Jishitang to find me."

After separating from Chu Yi, Sun Miao went back to the Song Mansion and told the second elder about the verdict of the county government.

Hearing that Tang Chongde was sentenced to be executed, the two elders had both the consolation that their son's revenge had finally been avenged, and the sadness and incomprehension of being kind and wrong.

comforted the two elders a few words, but after all, he didn't tell them about the "diary" he saw.

After that, he checked the facial sores on Mrs. Song's legs.

At this time, the sore still shouted a few times from time to time, saying a few injustices, and the wound next to it that was cut out by himself had begun to heal.

The sores on the human face have not gone away, Sun Miao thinks that it is the reason why Tang Chongde is not dead, and he doesn't care.

It can't threaten the safety of Old Madam Song for the time being, and just wait.

After that, Sun Miao left the Song Mansion in a hurry, and he subconsciously didn't want to stay here longer.

It was past noon when he returned to Jishitang, and he went to see Aunt Xu first.

The person lay down in bed well, and nearly half of the five liters of solution were transfused.

Sun Miao took a look, although she had not yet urinated, but at this time, Mrs. Xu's pulse was strong, and her heart rate and breathing were much more stable.

All reflexes are normal, and it is clear that the state of shock has been largely corrected.

At the moment, it should be too much overdraft before, and he is still asleep, but he should not be in danger of his life.

I'm in a depressed mood, I don't want to work, and the number of spells I can use today is almost at the limit.

Sun Miao closed the hospital early, took some money and went to the nearest Juxian Building.

He wants to go for a break, and by the way, he overeats to vent, anyway, there is no shortage of money now.

Among the three major restaurants in Anyang City, Juxian Building is a well-deserved first.

Moreover, it is said that this is also the peripheral industry of a certain cultivator's sect, so not only did no one dare to cause trouble, but also gathered many people who wanted to get involved in immortal energy.

Whether this rumor is true or false is unknown.

Juxian Building has three floors, and Sun Miao asked for a window position on the second floor.

The Da'an Dynasty is rich in resources, open and inclusive, and its food culture is very diverse, and even the cooking method of "stir-frying", which appeared late, has a prototype here.

Drunken duck, steamed fish, a few exquisite side dishes, and a pot of "immortal drunk" brewed by Juxian Lou.

Since coming to this world, Sun Miao, who has not eaten a good meal seriously, threw off his cheeks and began to eat a lot.

The rough appearance that did not match his appearance attracted the eyes of the surrounding guests, and he didn't care at all.

There was food in the stomach, a few glasses of good wine in the stomach, and the unpleasant feeling eased slightly.

It's just that his side is just better, and the diners around him are talking about the Song Mansion again.

"Alas, you said that Song Gongzi is such a good person, fame and fortune, like a beautiful flower, why can't he think about it at a young age."

"Hey, what we see is the surface, if he is really doing so well, how can he run to the Qinglou every day."

"That's what I said, but it's a pity, I thought that our Anping County might be able to produce a champion."

"Yes, and no one will be righteous and squandered money in the future. The situation of the students from poor families in the academy may be even more difficult. ”

After that, several people have been chatting about how good Song Yan and Song Gongzi's character is on weekdays.

Sun Miao was upset when he heard it, and he lost interest.

The whole day was spent in this strange discomfort.

Even tossing and turning at night.

"Blanch!"

Sun Miao lifted the quilt and made it, sorted out the items and clothes, and went to the county office.

He couldn't stand it anymore, there was always a pimple in his heart about this matter, and he wanted to see what the problem was.

All the way to the county office, the door is naturally closed.

Sun Miao didn't go in, so he stood at the gate and closed his eyes to meditate, silently arguing in his heart: Go back to the day that has gone, return to the day when the west sinks!

After the familiar feeling, he began to retrace what happened in the county office.

While looking at what was happening, I thought about what went wrong or what was missing.

If he didn't find it here, then he had to go to the Song Mansion again and persuade the old couple to let him open the coffin for an autopsy.

The scene at that time was played out in front of him again, but he kept an eye on the county order and left, and he didn't find anything wrong.

It's just that Sun Miao looked at Tang Chongde, who was escorted away by the officials at the end, shrugged his shoulders and hid his face, and remembered the hoarse cry of the face sores in the hall, and the feeling that something was wrong became more and more intense.

Driven by this emotion, he suddenly desperately wanted to see what Tang Chongde's expression was at this time.

Sun Miao ran in front of him, and looked down at his face, hidden behind the sleeves of his robe.

The moment he saw his expression, Sun Miao's hairs stood on end, and goosebumps rose.

As a doctor, he is also a lot of people, but this is the first time he has discovered that he was born as a human and can laugh so viciously!

Yes, Tang Chongde was not crying at all, but laughing, a kind of treacherous trick succeeding, a laugh full of pleasure and contempt.

Is this the expression of a person who pleads guilty in court after an interrogation, is sentenced to death, and will be beheaded tomorrow?

At the end of the backtrack, Sun Miao's eyes darkened, and his head began to hurt again, and today's spell use was a little overloaded.

But fortunately, I had an afternoon of rest, and the situation was lighter than expected.

And compared to the uncomfortable feeling of depression before, this headache is nothing at all.

Go to Song Mansion! Open the coffin for autopsy!

It's night, and the door of Nanshi is closed, and it is inconvenient to contact Chu Yi.

Inevitable that there would be other changes, but Sun Miao still decided to go tonight.

When I came to the Song Mansion, I explained the situation to the family who answered the door, and the family was embarrassed: "The old lady has already fallen asleep, and such a big thing and a villain can't decide, otherwise how about you come back tomorrow morning?" ”

At this time, how can Sun Miao wait for tomorrow morning?

After saying a few more words, seeing that he still didn't mean to let go, he mediated the creation of the creation, and a bottle of medicine fell into Sun Miao's palm from his sleeve.

Secretly poured some on the sleeve, Sun Miao violently covered the mouth and nose of the family with his sleeve.

After a few struggles, the man fell.

"I didn't expect that I would do this kind of thing sometimes."

Sun Miao looked at the ether in his hand and smiled bitterly.