In the guest room a few days later, Li Congwen and Ju Yeqi were left and right, and Xiao Tufei was in the middle, trying to persuade Yang Xiaoyang, who wrote my disagreement on his face.

However, persuasion was fruitless.

"You will only want to go to that Ruanjia Village when your brain is bad, everyone else is running to a good place with beautiful mountains and rivers, but you will want to go to a place with epidemics!

"My son promised to drink with Lao Ding, and now he wants to treat people, and I have to go too!"

"Little sheep, curing diseases and saving people is a great merit, and it is also a kind of cultivation, maybe you will be promoted to immortal if you go?"

"Little lamb, little lamb, Sister Yeqi can go together if she wants to. ”

Yang Xiaoyang glanced at a few people, pointed at them and scolded angrily: "I won't talk about you from the text, what did you do in the past? You are already weak, what should you do if you were sick in the past? Xiaodi, you let her go, what if your sister Yeqi dies there?"

"The poor road will ......"

"What kind of dying person, isn't the day before death a day? Don't even think about it, give me a good tour of the mountains and rivers, and I'm not allowed to go to that place!" Yang Xiaoyang finished speaking and grabbed the door.

The two and a half people in the room glanced at each other, but they weren't too worried.

"Do you think the lamb will sneak out to eat something delicious?" asked Xiao Di a little nervously.

"He's definitely out playing. Li Congwen pouted.

Ju Yeyan rolled his eyes and said with a determined face: "Xiao Yang must have gone to Doctor Ding, do you believe it or not?"

......

Today is another sunny day, Yang Xiaoyang walked on the road and viciously bit a sugar gourd down, chewed it in his mouth, and muttered vaguely: "It's really sick that I want to go to Ruanjia Village, a group of people have bad brains." ”

As he walked, he suddenly found himself in a familiar place, and when he looked up, he was standing at the door of Doctor Ding's medical hall unconsciously.

The corners of Yang Xiaoyang's mouth twitched, he glanced at the sugar gourd with three left, took a bite of it all, and walked into the medical hall.

At this time, the inside of the hospital hall is no different from the previous two visits, and it is still a minimalist furnishings.

The burly Divine Doctor Ding was sitting in a chair reading the book, but looking at his face, Yang Xiaoyang guessed that he might not be in a good mood.

"Doctor Ding. Yang Xiaoyang called softly.

Divine Doctor Ding raised his head, laughed three times, and said loudly: "Hahaha, why did Brother Yang come alone today? You are also sick?"

Yang Xiaoxin saluted his hand, and suddenly felt a little sorry for the Taixian order, "Hehe, I'm not sick under it." I happened to be passing by, so I came to ask something. ”

"Oh, what does Brother Yang want to ask?" Divine Doctor Ding waved his hand at Yang Xiaoyang and motioned for him to sit down.

"I want to know something about the epidemic in Nguyen Thia Village. Yang Xiaoyang felt a little embarrassed, after all, he still remembered that Doctor Ding took the initiative to talk to him.

However, when he saw that Divine Doctor Ding didn't care, he relieved his heart and listened quietly.

"I don't know much about the epidemic in Ruanjia Village, but I know that it is more severe than the last time, and many doctors are helpless. I heard from Satomasa that although the epidemic is difficult to treat, it is not easy to spread, and even if you are in the same room with someone who is infected, you may not get infected if you get along day and night, so I want to wait until I am more prepared before going. ”

Yang Xiaoyang frowned and pondered for a while, chatted with Doctor Ding for a few more words and hurriedly said goodbye.

Doctor Ding looked at Yang Xiaoyang's back and smiled slightly, and continued to look through the ancient books in his hand.

..............................

Twenty-five years of Anyan, autumn, southern Xinjiang.

"General, the Pinghe Pass garrisoned by the King of the South was broken by the army of the Three Kings, and now he has led the remnants of the army to retreat to the Wuzhi Pass, which is a letter and a talisman sent by the King of the South. ”

Yang Qi took it, glanced at it casually, and then said to the messenger: "You go and tell the king of the south, so that he doesn't have to defend it, quietly withdraw from the Wuzhi Pass, and retreat into the hinterland of southern Xinjiang." ”

"Wow. ”

Yang Qi nodded, waved people back, and the room was silent again.

I am really not used to Xu Li's questioning voice without Xu Li by his side.

He smiled bitterly, got up and looked at the map behind him, rubbed it a few times, and sighed, "Lure the enemy deep, but the people are not happy......"

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A few days later, on the path outside Dushan Town, a healthy horse and a magnificent carriage slowly traveled east.

Kanto sat on the wheel of the car and drove the car expressionlessly, he was originally here to follow Doctor Ding to deliver the message for him, but as for why he set up Yang Xiaoyang and their car, this is a long story.

But in general, it can be attributed to two things, one is that someone who knows him well calls him a brother, and then another person gives him the task of driving because he is in a bad mood or for some reason.

Yang Xiaoyang in the carriage had a cold face, ignoring the cynicism of the two and a half people, and enjoyed the pleasure of sitting in the carriage for a long time.

"Hey, it's really embarrassing for Yang Daochang, he actually committed himself to this little carriage to accompany me, a mortal man, must have also wronged Yang Daochang, right? Li Congwen squinted at him and said in a weird manner.

"Stinky little lamb, you actually secretly went out to eat delicious food without me! I smelled the smell of sugar gourd in your mouth at that time!" Xiao Tu landed on Ju Ye's shoulder, and looked at him with wide eyes, as if he had suffered a big loss.

Ju Yeqi chuckled, but didn't say much.

Yang Xiaoyang ignored a few people, but suddenly slapped his thigh and asked Ju Yeqi, "Eh, Yeqi, have you seen your illness with a divine doctor?"

Ju Yeyan was taken aback by him, and couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this, "This is not an ordinary illness of mine, it can't even be said to be a disease, and even the Immortal Realm Sect can't cure it, let alone others." ”

Yang Xiaoyang nodded lightly, pretending not to ask such a stupid question himself.

He just wanted to say something to hide his embarrassment, when he suddenly saw Li Congwen suddenly take a deep breath.

And just when Yang Xiaoyang thought that he was going to say something amazing, he saw Li Congwen gasp a few more times, and his face suddenly turned a lot whiter.

He looked at Li Congwen and felt something was wrong when he pressed his hand on his chest, and quickly asked, "Congwen, what's wrong with you?"

Li Congwen looked up, and as soon as Yang Xiaoyang met his unbelievable eyes, he saw him fall on the floor of the carriage.

"Congwen?"

"Brother Congwen!"

Yang Xiaoyang was shocked, this time he dared to guarantee that Li Congwen had not drunk, and his situation this time was different from before.

Yang Xiaoyang first shouted to stop, and then stopped Ju Yeqi and Xiao Di, who wanted to come forward to check, held Li Congwen's wrist, and crossed into a trace of aura.

After a careful investigation, he found that Li Congwen had a ball of Qi in his chest, and he used his aura to dissolve some of it, so he didn't dare to move again, and decided to give it to someone who understands medical skills to see.

"What's wrong?" Doctor Ding and Kanto lifted the curtain of the carriage and poked their heads in.

Congwen he suddenly fainted. Yang Xiaoyang was not as flustered as before, and said after sorting out his thoughts, "Just now he suddenly covered his chest and gasped for a few breaths, and then fainted. ”

Doctor Ding hissed, and his burly body stepped into the carriage.

He flattened Li Congwen's slightly lifted sleeve, pressed a finger on his neck, opened his eyelids and looked at it a few times, and let out a long breath.

"Fortunately, it's fine, it's just a lack of qi and blood and occasional cold. He hasn't been drinking in a few days, has he?"

"Nope. ”

Doctor Ding smiled, "That may be because he vomited too much blood in the first two times, and he didn't recuperate well, now I'll give him a side medicine, and then just rest well." ”

Yang Xiaoyang hurriedly saluted, "More miracle doctors." ”

Ju Yeqi hesitated for a moment, and also bowed.

"Hahaha, it doesn't matter. It may be because I have urged you to go on the road many times, so that Brother Li did not have a good rest, and I blame me for this matter. Alright, I'll go get the medicine, you wait. ”

Yang Xiaoyang saw Doctor Ding get out of the carriage, sighed, and helped Li Congwen to the seat and lay down.

"Brother Congwen must have eaten too little to get sick, I must eat more in the future. Xiao Tu had a sad face, a sad face.

Yang Xiaoyang smiled far-fetchedly, "Okay, you can eat more in the future, now let's not talk for now, let Brother Congwen have a good rest." ”

There was silence in the carriage, and the two half-men had different expressions, probably thinking about something.

Until Doctor Ding came in with a bowl of medicine.

"Hahaha, the medicine is here, drink it and recuperate for a few days and it should be fine. "Doctor Ding is as cheerful as ever, neither his personality nor his body shape is like a doctor, but like a martial arts practitioner.

Yang Xiaoyang gave way, and saw Doctor Ding squeezing in front of Li Congwen, opened his mouth with his big hand, and poured a bowl of decoction that had been a lot colder directly.

Yang Xiaoyang's eyelids jumped, and at that speed, he thought he could choke Li Congwen to death, but this Li Congwen was also a strange person, obviously he couldn't wake up, but he didn't delay drinking the medicine, and he was bored with a mouthful.

After drinking the medicine, the corners of his mouth didn't even touch the soup, and he was stunned by Dr. Ding, who wanted to wipe his mouth.

Yang Xiaoyang coughed dryly, "Divine Doctor Ding, when will we arrive at Ruanjia Village?"

Doctor Ding put the bowl aside, then reached out and touched Li Congwen's neck, and nodded, "Ruanjia Village is not far from here, and it is estimated that it will be there in two days." ”

He put the bowl away, "Okay, let Li Gongzi have a good rest, it's getting late today, let's choose a place to camp." ”

When he saw the two nodding, he got out of the carriage, and the carriage set off slowly.

Ju Yeqi stared at the back of Divine Doctor Ding for a while, and frowned and checked Li Congwen's pulse.

Yang Xiaoyang was silent for a long time when he saw her, and asked strangely, "What's wrong?"

Ju Yeqi shook his head, "Maybe I'm too worried, Congwen is indeed infected with the wind cold." ”

Yang Xiaoyang was even more strange, "Isn't that a wind chill? Could it be that Doctor Ding lied to us?"

"I don't think Uncle Ding is a liar. Xiao Tu said with a pout.

Ju Yeqi smiled, "It stands to reason that he is not weak from the tattoo, and he has never had any illness along the way, I don't know why he got a cold." But now it seems that this is indeed the case, probably because Doctor Ding's medical skills are much higher than mine. ”