Chapter 962: Shaking Jincheng (18)

Wen Tianyan's head was dizzy, this time she was really dizzy, she shook it gently, but unfortunately the guards who played the play were also wondering if the eldest lady really had a plague?!

It was such a moment of worry, Wen Tianyan fell to the ground.

Time fell silent for an instant, and then a coaxing erupted, "This woman has a plague on her, stay away from her, stay away!" ”

Drunk Qingfeng silently looked at the familiar faces in the crowd a few times, one, three, five, seven, nine, two, four, six, eighty, and drunk Qingfeng silently drew circles in his heart.

These people ...... It seems that all of them attended last night's long song moon's night dark wind and high "killing" people's plan meeting.

As for the purpose of the meeting that was rendered by Chang Geyue, he thought he knew......

Thinking about it, Drunken Qingfeng coughed lightly, "People, I have a few words to say!" ”

All the people were in awe, after all, Drunk Qingfeng had really saved a few people just now.

Naturally, the people were more willing to believe what they saw than what they saw.

Drunk Qingfeng looked at everyone, and then said. "My method is only to treat the symptoms but not the root cause, and the specific treatment of the plague still needs to start from the root."

Everyone nodded their heads, and then quietly waited for the drunken breeze to follow.

And at this time, I don't know who shouted in the crowd, "Go quickly, in the central square, there are fairies saving people, and some have been rescued on the spot, everyone go quickly......"

At first it was a person shouting, then a group of people shouting.

What was even more frightening was that several "unconscious" plague patients got up from the ground on their own and rushed towards the central square.

Under such a powerful drive, Drunk Qingfeng found that he had no one in his eyelids.

Drunk breeze, five flavors of grains in my heart.

Is there a grass mud horse?

Although he is still a supporting actor, he will also be in the play.

The feeling of Pudu sentient beings, Zhen Nyima is good, but it's just that they have all run out one by one, what's the matter.

Drunk breeze lost......

And in the wind and Xiaoxiao, what is more tragic than loss is desolation, I saw Wen lying on the ground with a gloomy face, I don't know how many big footprints on my body and arms, at this moment, she was completely faint.

Drunk Qingfeng slowly stood up and said seriously to Wen Tianyan, "Desolate, too desolate......"

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In the central square, Chang Geyue was dressed in white, and her white veil slowly flew in the air.

It makes people can't see her face clearly, but a pair of beautiful eyes are so dusty.

Through such a pair of eyes, everyone can't help but wonder how soul-detrimental and touching the face above these beautiful eyes must be!

The plague underneath spontaneously lined up with repeated outbreaks, and looking at Chang Geyue was full of reverence, after all, everyone could see the immediate effect of the medicine, right!

Moreover, this goddess in white actually made a whole thirteen vats of decoction and medicine boiled in advance!

It can be seen how much the goddess in white knows about the plague in Jincheng, and how confident she is in her medical skills!

Compared to the three steps and one hesitation, two steps and one sigh, the heavenly girl is much stronger!

By the way, there is no way for the girl to fall into the face.

Her style is all following the imperial medicine in the palace, and she has a superior demeanor, but she is not very down-to-earth!!

Chang Geyue took the pulse one by one, and then said softly, "No. 3 medicine, next one." ”

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