When the Dong family rushed to the Imperial Medical Office, the entire Imperial Medical Department was in chaos.

The fire was far bigger than they had imagined, and not only the storeroom where the seven-petal leaves were stored, but also two or three adjacent rooms were engulfed.

Dong's father's eyes were red, and he looked at Dong Junqin suspiciously, but Dong Junqin said that he really didn't know.

Although he came up with the plan, the matter was completely out of his control.

However, as far as the current situation is concerned, no matter who set this fire, the Imperial Physician Department has already notified the palace. So what to do next and how to say it is the most important.

When Lord Xiahou arrived at the Imperial Doctor's Office, the fire was basically under control.

This Lord Xiahou is not Lord Xiahou. He is the younger brother of Xiahou Huai, the prime minister of the left, and Xiahou Zheng, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites.

When the accident occurred in the Imperial Doctor's Office, he happened to be in the palace to discuss with Emperor Chenyang about the year-end sacrifice to the sky.

The urgent report entered the palace, Gao Ting ran errands around the palace of Emperor Taishang, and Xiahou Huai was sick in the palace. Therefore, Emperor Chenyang sent Xiahou Shangshu to the Imperial Doctor's Office.

Seeing that the originally good backyard warehouse was reduced to a scorched earth, Xiahou Zheng gritted his teeth and looked at the imperial doctor's order: "Lord Chang, why do you go to the water?"

Lord Lu: "Xiahou Shangshu, the teacher has just returned from Yangzhou, and he doesn't know about this matter. This...... In fact, during the tripartite inspection in the afternoon, it was found that insects grew in the seven-petaled leaves of the heavy grass hall......"

Xiahou Zheng: "Are there any insects, and what does it have to do with walking water?"

Lord Lu lowered his head and said hesitantly: "We put worm attractants to lure out the dirt in the seven-petal leaves." Unexpectedly, it also attracted mice. The students on patrol were frightened and accidentally knocked over the candlestick...... Just ......"

What is the reason for this?

Xiahou Zheng glanced at the Dong family, and Dong's father's face was very bad, so he said sharply: "Which student is so timid, and still studying medicine?"

Lord Lu: "He...... He was burned, quite badly. Daoist Lianhua is being treated in the West Hospital. ”

Xiahou Zheng frowned, very displeased. He sent one of his men down to see what was going on.

At this point, Mars is swept away.

Xiahou Zheng ordered someone to bring the mask and prepare to enter the warehouse with Lord Chang, Lord Lu and the belated Wang Fengyu.

Dong Junqin started with Dong's father, and Xiahou Zheng tilted his head slightly, but in the end he didn't stop it.

In the storeroom, the smell of burnt is pungent. Dong Junqin didn't use an enchantment to block the smell in case there were any clues in the smell.

The shelf where the seven-petal leaves were stored had been burned black and broken, and fell to the ground crookedly. And the ground was a cloud of black ash, and the outline of the grass could barely be seen. As for the bugs, even if there are still survivors, there is chaos in the room, and it is impossible to distinguish them.

It's really ruined.

However, Dong Junqin suddenly wanted to open the eye of the sky and found something other than black.

In the eyes of heaven, there are many white spots in this room. They were slowly moving along the wall to the window.

Dong Junqin excused Dong's father that he couldn't stand the smell and left first.

After handing over Dong's father to Uncle Zhang, Dong Junqin quietly turned around and followed Bai Dian to the back garden not far from the warehouse.

Dong Junqin hid behind the moon gate, and saw that those white spots condensed together, turned into a cloud of white smoke, and finally sank into the pond.

What is this? Dong Junqin is very sure that there is no such thing in the warehouse during the day.

He thought about returning to his father, and at this time, Xiahou Zheng and the others also walked out.

Xiahou Zheng: "It's so clean, I can't find anything for a while." How's that student?"

Listening to the report of his subordinates, the Shangshu who was over sixty years old showed a heavy expression.

He turned around and walked towards the west courtyard, and several adults and the Dong family followed.

The Western Hospital is the place where the Tai Medical Department treats patients. When a few people entered the house, they were greeted by a smell of burnt meat, as well as * burned teachers and students.

Shang Pharmacy, Tai Yi Bureau, and the Dong family have seen a lot, so there is no big reaction. Xiahou Zheng has experienced war, but it's okay. But the faces of several of his men were already distorted.

Especially when they went inside and saw the timid student. A young little guard immediately covered his mouth, looking like he was about to vomit.

Xiahou Zheng thought he was embarrassed, and turned to everyone: "If it's okay, go out!"

In the end, there were only three adults and the three members of the Dong family left.

The chief of the Taoist and the others walked almost before they got up: "The fire was too fierce, and the body was crushed by the collapsed cabinet, almost forty percent burned, and the femur was fractured......"

It's pathetic. Half of his face showed flesh like a skinned cow or sheep, and his lips were cut to show his teeth. The fractured right half of the foot, almost charcoal-black, and the whole leg looked like a half-burned firewood. The other half is not much better, black, black, red and red, it is simply something that has just been unearthed.

Xiahou Zheng gave Daoist Lianhua a look. "You can't die, but it's impossible for him to speak for ten days and half a month." ”

Wang Fengyu: "Dao Chief, even you can't do anything?"

The Taoist did not answer. Wang Fengyu went out of the same school as him, and he should know that this level of burns can protect most of the skin, do not blister or decay, and retain a trace of the patient's consciousness, which is already doing his best. The rest will take time.

If you want to recover quickly, unless you are an immortal. Although Daoist Lianhua is a Taoist priest of Changshengtai, his cultivation in Taoism is very ordinary.

Xiahou Zheng looked at Dong Junqin: "Doctor Dong, what do you see?"

Dong Junqin: "The foot is about not able to be saved, and the other parts, if you allow it, the younger generation is seventy percent sure." ”

Now, no matter how disdainful they are of the immortal law, they can only allow it.

Dong Junqin sat on the edge of the bed, and the Taoist of Mercy helped him prepare tools and cut off the clothes that were attached to his body.

The silver needle pierced the acupuncture point, and the student was in pain, wanted to move and wanted to cry, but unfortunately he had no strength, his whole body was stiff and painful, and finally he could only hum a few times.

Dong Junqin: "Captain Lianhua, he may struggle later, please help press it." ”

Listen to the words, look at this body, where can I press it?

Dong Junqin didn't wait for him to press it, and took the lead in stretching out two fingers to point at the acupuncture point on his left chest.

The fingertips shone slightly, and the flesh and skin rebonded everywhere they went.

Several people couldn't help but widen their eyes.

To tell the truth, they follow the will of the Emperor Taishang to prohibit the law all day long. Only magic harms people, but I have never seen how magic saves people.

It is said that even Changshengtai only set up a formation on the periphery to exorcise evil spirits, and never participated in the diagnosis and treatment of the emperor.

Now, watching Dong Junqin's wonderful hand rejuvenation, he can't help but get closer.

When Dong Junqin's fingers moved to the broken femur, the person who was originally paralyzed on the bed suddenly let out a ghost scream, accompanied by strong convulsions.

The crowd was frightened and retreated. Fortunately, the chief of the Taoist Pity reacted quickly, and quickly got up and held the person down, regardless of whether it was a good piece of meat or not.

Dong Junqin: "The femur was broken, but it didn't hurt the tendons. I used my spiritual power to forcibly regenerate the bones, and the muscles were re-adhesed, and the process would be very painful. However, you can walk on the ground the next day. Bear with me. ”

The person on the bed heard that he could go down to the ground the next day, and his voice immediately became a little quieter. After a while, Daoist Lianhua felt that his hands were loose, and Dong Junqin said, "Okay." ”

The person on the bed eased up and raised himself to look at his legs, but Dong Junqin held his face. He snorted and fell back to the bed, and when Dong Junqin's hand was taken away, the injury on his face was almost the same, only a little red.

After Dong Junqin withdrew his hand, his chest rose and fell slightly. The Taoist chief probably saw that he was a little tired, so he consciously wiped the man's body with a damp cloth to see if there was anything missing.

The man felt much better, so he said to Dong Junqin: "Doctor Dong, can my feet regenerate?"

At the beginning, the Xuanqing Immortal let his hands regenerate, and of course Dong Junqin, who was blue, could also regenerate this person's feet.

It's just that without waiting for Dong Junqin to speak, Lord Lu said: "You howled like that just now, aren't you tired?

The teacher speaks, and the student obediently shuts up.

But Dong Junqin knew in his heart that they were not afraid that he would be tired. They were afraid that Dong Junqin would have a pimple in his heart when he remembered the incident of cutting off his hands.

But even if there was no such thing, they wouldn't let Dong Jun heal his feet immediately.

Several adults were more anxious to ask questions than their feet.

The student said: "I saw a figure enter the storeroom, so I went in and had a look. But when he got inside, a big rat suddenly fell from the beam. I was startled and accidentally knocked over the candlelight. I didn't pay attention when I put out the fire, and I left sparks on the cuffs. As soon as I turned around and brought it to the seven-petal leaf, it was ...... And then that's it. ”

This accident really can't be said to be unreasonable. It's just that Dong Junqin is curious, no matter how easy the grass plants are, they won't burn to this extent in such a short period of time, right?

At this time, two teachers and workers from the Imperial Medical Department came in to report that the warehouse had been cleaned up.

Dong Junqin looked up, he looked at the two of them, and suddenly felt that one of the slightly older teachers was very familiar.

And just as the man turned around and hurriedly left, Dong Junqin listened to his footsteps and suddenly remembered.

Luozhou, at the door of the coffin shop, the old man who raised a little ghost!