There is a small box in the dark compartment, which is filled with Wang Yuansui's belongings.

He took them all out and counted them all.

A total of three hundred and fifty-two taels.

Originally, there weren't so many of them.

When Wang Yuansui was suppressed in Beijing, an official came to his aid.

It was also the official's up and down that Wang Yuansui had the opportunity to be released.

Before leaving, the official sent someone to send 300 taels of silver to Wang Yuansui.

Wang Yuansui refused, but he couldn't match the kindness of the officials, so he still took it in the end.

But until now, Wang Yuansui has not used this silver.

Oh no, it's going to be used now.

Wang Yuansui stuffed things into a small box and went out of the Assassin's Mansion.

At night, the streets were empty, only the sound of Wang Yuansui's heavy footsteps.

He followed the moonlight and walked to the alley lined with merchants.

As soon as he arrived at the alley, Wang Yuansui saw a very abrupt scene.

At the end of the alley is Lin Shuji's home, which is different from other majestic and gorgeous mansions.

In front of Lin Shuji's house, it was a mess.

Wang Yuansui walked in, and there were a few pots of flowers and plants on the ground that had not been cleaned up, which had already withered and yellowed.

One of the lanterns on the door had fallen, and a corner of the stone lion was missing.

There wasn't a single porter, and the door was just loose open.

Wang Yuansui thought about it and entered the door through the crack.

The yard was very dilapidated, and the weeds grew all over the ground.

There was also a room where the oil lamps were on.

Wang Yuansui glanced at the two figures projected on the window.

Looking at the figure, it should be Lin Shuji's wife and mother.

Wang Yuansui tiptoed a little and went to the roof very easily.

Gently removing the tiles, the old and the young looked at the embroidery work.

Wang Yuansui remembered that Lin Shuji's family was in the fabric business.

The old woman's face was a little pale, and she coughed twice.

At this time, the young woman always puts down the needle in her hand and picks up a bowl of hot soup.

The two of them sat opposite each other like this, and they didn't speak, feeling a kind of unprovoked loneliness.

At this time, a cry interrupted the silence.

Wang Yuansui listened carefully, this should be Lin Shuji's youngest son who has just turned one year old.

The woman hurried to the next room.

Wang Yuansui followed.

The child opened his teeth and claws, and clawed with wide eyes and claws.

The woman hurried through the door, picked up the child, and shook it gently.

The child was still crying, and the woman looked tired and quietly embraced.

"Xiaobao, do you miss your father?"

"Your father has gone out, and he will come back soon to hug Xiaobao, Xiaobao is good."

Wang Yuansui took a deep breath, and for some reason, he was a little sad.

The child in her arms gradually calmed down, and the woman put the child into the bed, and slowly sat down on the ground, staring blankly at a void.

With a gust of wind, a small choking sound came.

Wang Yuansui's fists were clenched tightly, and the woman sat on the ground, hugged her knees and cried.

As if afraid of disturbing the child, her voice was low and low, like a silent cry.

Wang Yuansui couldn't bear to look at it anymore and looked up at the moon.

After a long time, the woman got up, first wiped away her tears with a handkerchief, then looked at the sleeping child, and then turned and went out of the house, and went into another room as usual.

Wang Yuansui's heart was heavy, and he didn't know how to react.

After a long time, he sighed softly, neatly rolled down the roof, and put the money in the small box into the house.

After doing all this, Wang Yuansui returned the same way.

When he came to the gate, he picked up the lantern on the ground and hung it back.

After that, he never looked back.

The next day, Wang Yuansui and Lei Yun still had different opinions.

After the two discussed, they thought of Yang Zhi.

These days, the two have formed an inexplicable trust in Yang Zhi.

Then listen to what Yang Zhi has to say.

But no one expected that before the assassination of Shifu, a bad news came.

Yang Zhi contracted the epidemic.

Not only Yang Zhi and Chen Nan, but also a few doctors who entered the Western District, all of them were recruited.

This was discovered at the time of the present day.

Lei Yun and Wang Yuansui were naturally very anxious, but they couldn't get in and out of the West District.

The worst thing is that the decoction has not yet been prepared.

In the past few days, the most people who have contracted the epidemic are to eat some decoctions prescribed by Dr. Xie to alleviate them, and those who are serious can only wait for death.

More than 500 people have died in this way in agony and torment.

Who can save Yang Zhi?

In the West District, Dr. Xie's face was very ugly.

Yang Zhi was lying on the bed, not yet awake.

Chen Yuyan was lying on the side of the bed, with tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes.

Yang Zhi didn't get up early today as before, until Chen Yuyan felt that something was wrong, and when she came over, she found that Yang Zhi had fallen asleep.

Not only Yang Zhi, but Chen Nan is also in the same situation.

These days in the Western District, Chen Yuyan has seen the symptoms of the epidemic.

In addition, Yang Zhi was always afraid of cold two days ago, which was obviously infected.

Doctor Xie heard that Yang Zhi was wrong, so he hurriedly rushed over.

In this vein, Yang Zhi was indeed infected with the epidemic.

Doctor Xie hurriedly asked people to pass the news to Wang Yuansui and Lei Yun, but he was silent about the others.

This is no small matter.

Doctor Xie made a decision immediately and asked Chen Yuyan to boil a relieving medicinal soup and feed it to Yang Zhi.

Doctor Xie watched Yang Zhi drink the medicine, turned around and went into the pharmacy again.

There is nothing else that can be done but this.

Chen Yuyan has seen many patients die these days, and now seeing Yang Zhi lying on the bed, her heart hurts terribly.

She stayed by Yang Zhi's bed for a long time, and she didn't even know when she fell asleep.

When Yang Zhi opened his eyes, what he saw was Chen Yuyan lying beside the bed.

He moved his arms, a little weak.

Then, the wetness from his arm made him stunned, and when he looked at it again, there were still tears in the corners of Chen Yuyan's eyes, obviously crying.

There is still a slight taste of herbs in his mouth, Yang Zhi has been in the West District for so long, so he is naturally no stranger.

This is... Herbs to alleviate blight.

Yang Zhi raised his hand and looked at it.

Truth be told, he wasn't surprised.

Ever since he entered the West End, he thought that one day would come.

I didn't expect this day to be so fast.

It's so fast that people are caught off guard.

At this time, the sound woke up Chen Yuyan.

She slowly raised her head and saw Yang Zhi wake up, first showed a smile, and then seemed to think of something, and the smile disappeared in an instant.

Yang Zhi smiled, "What are you doing, shouldn't you give your master a smile when you see me wake up?" What do you do with a sad face? ”

Usual hippie smiley.

Chen Yuyan couldn't laugh this time, "Master Hou, you..."

Yang Zhi nodded, "I'm sick, I know." ”

Chen Yuyan just wanted to ask how she knew, but she thought that Yang Zhiben was an extremely smart person.

Yang Zhi stuck out his tongue, "What kind of medicine is this, it's bitter to me, why don't you find a few pieces of candied fruit." ”

Chen Yuyan raised her little hand and wiped her tears, "You wait, I'll come right away." ”