Ahri took a bag of fragrant dumplings and walked down the street contentedly. Suddenly, he stopped, and his stomach, which had been indisputable, began to rumble again.

He had to pick up a fragrant dumpling and take a big bite. Then counted into the bag, a.... Two..... Three......

He ate one, and there were five left. These are enough for Master to fill his stomach. I think that at that time in Qingqiu, my master was a person who could eat five bowls of bamboo rice in one go.

Ahri thought as he ate fragrant dumplings. Unconsciously walked to a corner, and saw a person leaning against the corner, curled up and hugged his body, babbling and screaming.

Ahri saw that the clothes were a little familiar, and when he got closer, he saw that it was Su Yan.

I saw Su Yan holding his stomach with both hands, sweating profusely on his forehead. His face turned pale, and his lips gradually lost color.

Ahri immediately looked around, and the streets were desolate, and the breeze kicked up a thin layer of dust, and there was no trace of popularity.

Ahri put aside the gauze-wrapped fragrant dumplings in his arms, and he also made a special knot to keep it from getting dusty. Then he asked, "Can you still talk?"

Su Yan closed his eyes, the corners of his eyes were slightly wrinkled, his face was a little hideous, and he nodded with difficulty.

"There is.... A thief...... I..... Target.... Money Bag ....."

Su Yan kept panting, and the place where his hands were covered was already dyed red, but blood was still bubbling out. Ahri remembered that Jiang Langzhong's medical hall was near here, and said worriedly, "I'll take you to the medical center." ”

Even though it's just around here, it's a few miles away. On the way, Su Yan took a nap on Ahri's back for a while, and when he woke up, he felt a little refreshed, and he could also feel the ups and downs of the people under him at this moment.

Before, Ahri felt that if he helped him to the hospital, he was afraid that he would lose blood and die. So I simply carried him on my back, so that it would be faster.

But Su Yan's blood dripped all the way, and Ahri's pace was unsteady and he staggered, which made his wounds hurt.

"Little boy.... And so on.... In the next will die on your back. ”

Ahri was silent, he couldn't speak anymore at the moment, he had to save his strength..... Medical ..... The infirmary is almost there.

"Little boy, I don't know your name yet. ”

Su Yan was close to Ahri's back, and his voice was weak, but Ahri could hear it clearly.

"Li Tan. ”

Two words burst out of Ahri's mouth, knowing how difficult it is to speak behind someone's back at the moment.

Su Yan's body is not heavy, but he is too tall, pressing on Ahri's thin and thin back, no matter how you look at it, there is a sense of disobedience.

I finally arrived at the door of Miaohui Hall. However, everything in front of them made the two stunned.

The plaque of Miao Hui Hall was smashed to pieces. Split apart, sawdust flying. The three words "wonderful", "hui" and "tang" fell apart, and the staggered and overlapping shoe prints happened to fall on this "wonderful" word.

Presumably, the owner of the few pairs of feet on the plaque had either just stepped on the dirt road or had just gone to the livestock pen at home to feed, and the plaque still carried the fragrance of the soil and the smell of fodder grass in the livestock pen.

The contents of the infirmary were thrown out one after another, and some people picked up the medicinal herbs scattered on the ground and fled.

I saw Jiang Langzhong sitting on the threshold with blank eyes, and was pointed at his nose and scolded.

"Quimpy hurts!"

"Quack doctors, release people, we want justice!"

The guys of Miaohuitang were in a hurry, a large group of people surrounded the door, and some people even rushed in directly, making it messy, and the guys of Miaohuitang didn't have time to stop it.

Rummaging through boxes and cabinets, smashing things, tearing books when they see books, this group of people is no different from bandits and thieves.

Jiang Langzhong sat still, holding the torn and shredded medical book on the ground with both hands, and his yellowed eyes were a little sour.

That's a cure that I have painstakingly researched for half a lifetime.... There are also those left by his ancestors, and he treats them as treasures. Now, it's like this......

He asked himself that he knew the Book of the Three Worlds, and that he had never done anything that hurt heaven and reason. The medical skills of his ancestors have been passed down from generation to generation, and he has passed them on to his generation, which is already the third generation. How did you expect it to be destroyed in your own hands......

The doctor does not take the medicine.

Ahri wanted to step forward, but in a trance, he saw two familiar figures in the crowd.

It was Master Yuezhuo and Yao Ye.

What are they doing here?

Ahri called Master Yuezhuo, Yuezhuo turned around and saw that Ahri was carrying a bleeding man on his back, and when he got closer, he was actually the man he hated.

Yao was also shocked and shouted, "Young Master Su, what's wrong with you?"

"I don't know, let's save people first. Ahri didn't care about anything else, and brought Su Yan to Jiang Langzhong.

Seeing this, Jiang Langzhong said, "Hurry up..... Bring him in......"

Those people who were still making trouble in the hospital also put down their hands at this moment, stopped, looked at a few people, and exchanged heads.

Jiang Langzhong, with the help of Master Yuezhuo and Ahri, placed Su Yan on a flat collapse. I wanted to find clean fabrics and herbs to treat Su Yan's injuries, but these were all messed up by the people at the door.

So he took out an ink-colored vial from his waist and tore apart Su Yan's clothes. Suddenly, the fair-skinned and muscular figure was visible to everyone.

He suffered a knife wound, but fortunately, the wind oil powder he carried with him could be used, which was the magic medicine for treating bruises and trauma left by his three generations of ancestors, and he always carried it with him.

The white powder spilled down the mouth of the bottle and fell on the wound.

The bloody wound was blurry and it was impossible to see where the flesh was and where the skin was.

Su Yan let out a low roar, his eyebrows and eyes furrowed, and his facial features twisted together.

The guy from Miao Huitang found a spare gauze strip from the back room and handed it to Jiang Langzhong.

The three of them gradually breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the bleeding had stopped.

I only heard Jiang Langzhong say, "He suffered a knife wound, and after that, he will go back to recuperate for a few days, and then eat some light food, and he will gradually recover." Do not touch the wound with water. ”

As soon as Jiang Langzhong's words fell, there was another sound outside the door. "Quimpy hurts people!"

Ahri couldn't bear it anymore and shouted outward, "Why do you say that Jiang Lang is harmful! Didn't you see him save people with your own eyes?!"

"He's a quack doctor! A few days ago, my lady just coughed a few times, and came to this wonderful hall for treatment. But he said that my lady was a plague, and he insisted that someone lock my lady up. ”

"Yes, yes, yes, my dad is locked up too!"

"And my little tiger and little rabbit! The two are still babies!

The woman burst into tears.

They all raised their hands with sticks and hoes, and even more so, whips from which they kept their animals in their homes. There was another strong crusade.

"Don't be angry, everyone is not angry, I have already said below, your loved ones are suffering from the disease of wasted labor, and if they come into contact with you again, I am afraid that you will also be infected with the disease. ”

"Leaving them here here is to keep them for centralized treatment and prevent the epidemic from spreading, to save them and your lives!"

Jiang Langzhong argued bitterly, he didn't know how many times he had repeated these words, but those people still couldn't listen to them. He slammed his hand into his chest one by one, almost knocking out a mouthful of old blood.

Hate......

"Nonsense! Quimpy doctors harm people! Return our relatives!"

Those people are still pestering endlessly, and they still refuse to leave.

Seeing that everyone couldn't listen to Jiang Langzhong's painstaking persuasion, Yue Zhuo waved his black and gold-rimmed sleeves, and walked towards the door with righteous indignation.

The people who came were a little imposing, and the crusade gradually weakened.

"Knowing that everyone is suffering from the separation of their loved ones, since many people in Chang'an City have this symptom, they still listen to what Jiang Langzhong said. Go back separately, and when Jiang Langzhong cures everyone's relatives, he will let them go..."

When everyone heard these words, they felt that there was some truth, so they put down the wooden stick weapon in their hands, and looked at each other, a little shaken.

Another person in the crowd shouted, "If the epidemic is really serious, why didn't the government notify the people, and now there is no notice posted in the city!

"Lord Jing Zhaoyin has come to the city, and a few days ago, he also went to the Clothes Pavilion. ”

The sharp-eyed person recognized that it was the popular singer Ji Yao of the Clothes Pavilion who was talking at this moment. Unexpectedly, the arrogant and cold Di Yao would also appear here.

Those men felt pity for the jade, and some people teased, "Miss Yaoye, do you remember that you are down? I also had a dewy relationship with you in Xia.....

Yao also lowered her eyebrows and said weakly, "I don't remember...."