The courtyard where the candle flame flickered was empty, and Jiang Zhimiao leaned in front of the window, looking at the flickering candle flame in a daze.

The house was in endless darkness, and the eaves with red lanterns revealed the breath of life, listening to the sound of talking in the courtyard on the side, Jiang Zhimiao lowered his eyes and played with his nails.

Her original nails were a healthy pale pink, but now her nails are getting longer, and although they are not hygienic, they have a bit of a manicure smell.

The five fingers stretched out in the direction of the light, and in the dim environment, the fingers lined with green and white eye-catching, with cardamom-colored nails, Jiang Zhimiao's heart moved, how to look at it is not pleasing to the eye.

The nails have also grown a little, and I just wanted to see if there were any tools to trim the nails, but there was a noise, and seeing this, Jiang Zhimiao withdrew his hand and looked outside the house.

Wen Zhuqing was also awakened by this sudden voice at this time, and followed the prestige, only to see that the courtyard was empty.

The voice was getting closer, Jiang Zhimiao hurriedly got up and stood in front of the window, looking out of the door, the officers and soldiers who had sent them over before seemed to have brought a person, the night was dark, but he didn't see it very really.

Getting closer, Jiang Zhimiao found that this person was the doctor of the previous Rejuvenation Hall, and after thinking about it, the officers and soldiers opened the door and beckoned to the two: "You two come here, the doctor is here." ”

Seeing this, Jiang Zhimiao hurriedly walked to the door, and his eyes swept calmly to the old man: "Who are you?" ”

The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "The government sent me to show you, if there is no problem, you two can go back." ”

Jiang Zhimiao understood, I see, but what was the situation in the city, she was still a little curious, her heart moved, and she asked, "Old man, has the investigation in Shaoxian City been completed?" ”

When the old man heard this, he nodded, and said with a smile: "Yes, this plague happened suddenly, but it is better than the speed of action, the investigation in Shaoxian City has been completed, and no one has been infected with the plague." ”

When the words fell, his eyes lit up, and he continued: "This is all the credit of the prefect, in the past, the supervision in Shaoxian City was very strict, but now that the matter is out, the prefect's thunderous means have only been investigated in just half a day." ”

As if sensing that something was off topic, the old man continued: "The man who had been ill before has not gone out since he noticed that he was unwell, and he has been eating and drinking Lazar at home. ”

Speaking of this, the old man said with a touch of luck in his heart: "Fortunately, he was alone in the past, which can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune." He sighed and added, "It's a fluke that he alone has contracted the plague." ”

Hearing this, the big stone in Jiang Zhimiao's heart finally fell to the ground, and he nodded again and again: "That's good, that's good, it's really blessed by God." ”

Since the plague was spread through filth, he stayed at home every day, coming and going, and the filth was naturally piled up in the house, so that no one came into contact with the filth, and naturally there was no way to get sick.

Today, I saw a man whose face was as pale as paper, with cold sweat flowing from his forehead, like a tuberculosis ghost, and no one approached him when he walked on the street.

After a quick glance before, I saw that the street formed a protective circle centered on him, so that no one would be infected with the plague, everything was destined by heaven, destined for this man's life, and destined for Shaoxian City to escape this catastrophe.

Time was pressing, and seeing the girl pondering, the old man interrupted her thoughts with a loud voice: "Girl, this time thanks to the prescription given by the girl, I have already reported it, but..."

He repaid it, but the above did not believe that the plague was controlled by a prisoner, and put all the credit on his head, and he deserved it, but had no choice but to compromise.

Guilt rolled up in his heart, the old man lowered his eyes, his lips trembled slightly, and he noticed that he seemed to have something to say, Jiang Zhimiao was silent, and he didn't make a sound.

Seeing that the two of them were greeting, the officers and soldiers were a little impatient, and seeing that his complexion had changed a little, the old man hurriedly spoke: "Your Excellency is outside the door, these two have not yet determined whether they are infected with the plague, it is better to be cautious." ”

Seeing this, the officers and soldiers walked straight outside the house, and they had already destroyed a set of official uniforms, which had not been worn for a few hours, and he did not want to waste another set of clothes.

Seeing the officers and soldiers go out, the old man looked at Jiang Zhimiao, lowered his voice, and continued to say without finishing speaking: "The people above put all the credit for the girl on the old man, it's really ashamed, ashamed." ”

Jiang Zhimiao thought something was wrong, but seeing his guilty face, she hurriedly stepped forward to help, and said with a smile: "Harm, it's not a big deal, it's just some name outside the body." ”

Seeing that he looked like he wanted to speak and stopped, she thought it was a big deal, but it turned out that because of this, the credit was all floating clouds, and only a safe arrival in the far north was what she wanted.

Seeing that the girl had such a belly, the old man was stunned, and said again: "The girl is so generous, but the old man is narrow-minded, and the matter has been decided. ”

Jiang Zhimiao smiled and muttered a few more words, and the old man took the pulse of the two.

Seeing that the pulse was stable and there was no abnormality, he stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Judging from the pulse, the two of you have not been infected with the plague, so I will go to report to the officers and soldiers, so that you can regain your freedom." ”

After Jiang Zhimiao and the others thanked each other, the old man went out to report to the officers and soldiers, and listened to their intermittent conversation from a distance, and after a while, the officers and soldiers pushed the door again.

When I looked up, I only heard him tell in a businesslike tone: "Since you two are not sick, I will go to report it, and I will come immediately after you wait for a while." ”

After the words fell, the officers and soldiers turned around and left, the old man naturally couldn't stay longer, and after taking a deep look at the house, he also walked outside.

Someone must have been stationed outside the station, and in less than a quarter of an hour, the officers and soldiers stepped into the house again, and after taking the two of them to the place where the Liuda team was being held, he left in a hurry.

The return of Jiang Zhimiao and the others did not bring much laughter, but there were a lot of complaints, and before they entered the door, they heard a piercing scream.

"Ahh When they come back, aren't we going to be infected with the plague? Zhang Mengshi screamed like a ghost.

She shook her head and said, "No, no, I don't want to die yet, I don't want the plague, my lord, my lord, you get rid of them quickly." ”

This scream broke the original silence in the house, and when everyone heard it, they were afraid to avoid it, and they all retreated three feet, not daring to make contact with it.