An hour later

The Tianma convoy flew hundreds of miles and landed outside Pengwan City.

It was noon, the snow was about to stop, and Wu's mother urged the carriage to kick and kick to the city.

Because flying is prohibited in the sky over the city, Li Shu does not want to cause more trouble and alarm the local government, so he still acts according to the rules.

After entering the city gate, several people did not stop, and went directly to the largest medical hall in the city.

Zhao Xuan didn't understand anything from the poem under the carriage, the time was too short for him to study. But when he entered the city, he was bound to be examined by a doctor. He had no choice but to return to his senses, control his body, and always maintain a state of death.

Originally, he didn't think about simply faking his death and getting out, but now he is not far from the capital, and he is not close, and it is just time for him to collect the body and return to the capital. If he really "died" at this moment and let Li Shu transport his "corpse" back to the capital, then he would not be able to cry.

It's better to enter the Fallen Dragon Mountain Range, the mountains are high and dense, let Li Shu just dig a pit and bury him, and spread the news of his death, that would be the best for him.

In this way, this "disease" naturally cannot be easily cured.

Zhao Xuan exerted his extraordinary ability to control his body, and let Li Shu take him, from the big medical hall to the small pharmacy, and looked at them one by one. Famous and unknown doctors have also passed by. But this one says cold, that one says hidden disease, and the medicine prescribed is also from all over the world, if you eat them all, it is estimated that you can eat people to death. Especially after passing through the most famous doctor in Peng Wancheng, an old gentleman with a Jinshi rank in the four realms of medicine and Taoism. Couldn't cure him with medical books, and Li Shu and the others finally gave up.

Until the evening, everyone wanted to find an inn to stay.

The night is miserable. Li Shu looked at Zhao Xuan, who was lying in the carriage "unconscious", and her heart was even more sad: on the one hand, she was sad about what happened to her, and on the other hand, she felt confused about where she would go in the future; of course, there was also a trace of guilt for not completing Zhao Ling'er's entrustment, in short, her heart was complicated.

It's only been a few dozen days since she left Beijing, and she has "taken care" of Zhao Xuan like this, how will she explain to Ling'er in the future?

Especially before Zhao Lai followed, and now Zhao Lai has just left. Zhao Xuan had an accident the next day, what did Zhao Ling'er think of her?

Originally, although she made up her mind to escape, it was also based on Zhao Xuan's safe and sound. Now that Zhao Xuan has become like this, she can't help but hesitate a little in her heart.

"Princess, the inn has arrived. Ping'er's crisp voice woke Li Shu up from her thoughts.

Lifting the curtain and looking outside, I saw that the sky was dark. A light came into view.

The inn in front of it is two stories high. Two rows of lanterns hang under the eaves of each floor. The shape is eight-sided, and the skeleton is carved with bird and beast patterns. The street is bright and red, and the streets with several horses in front of the door are bright.

Li Shu stepped down from the carriage, and Ping'er hugged Zhao Xuan behind her. said that it was holding, but in fact, it was Zhao Xuan hanging on Ping'er. Fortunately, the little girl cultivates martial arts, and the weight of a person is nothing. But when he got under the carriage, he was also picked up by one of the four guards arranged by Zhao Lai.

The inn was full of people, and the front door was open. The guys who ran the hall inside saw that the people who came were dressed beautifully, and everyone was driving the Pegasus. Obviously, it's either rich or expensive. He stepped forward and rushed to the outside of the lobby, bent down again and again, and said, "A few guest officers, please!"

"Look. Li Shumu didn't squint and walked into the lobby.

Later, Ping'er took out her purse, threw a few taels of silver to Xiao Er, and entered with Wu's mother and the guards.

Xiao Er checked the silver two, his face was full of joy, he casually put it in the jacket on his shoulder, hurriedly caught up, led Li Shu inward, and asked as he walked: "Is the guest officer sharpening or staying in the hotel?"

Li Shu glanced at the guests in the lobby, it was the meal at this time, and there were many people at this table. Seeing Li Shu and the others coming in, some people stopped eating and turned their heads to look at them, presumably guessing Li Shu's identity, while others continued to eat and drink without being affected in the slightest.

Retracting her gaze, Li Shumoth frowned slightly, as if she was not used to eating in front of so many people, and said, "Clean up a few upper rooms and send us your best dishes." ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" Xiao Er hurriedly agreed.

The rooms of the inn are divided into four levels: heaven, earth, Xuan, and Huang, and the "yellow" number is the shop, that is, the kind of room where more than ten or twenty people sleep together; the "Xuan" number is slightly better, and one person can have a room, but the facilities are not very good, that is, the so-called standard room; the "earth" number is closer to one floor, and the accommodation conditions belong to the top class in the whole inn, which is equivalent to a business suite; the "Tian" number is the best room in the inn, which is equivalent to the so-called VIP in P, that is, the presidential suite.

As for the word "yellow", it is not nothing, as long as you find the shopkeeper to say a few nice words, and the shopkeeper is also soft-hearted, maybe you can give you a horse ring, firewood room to sleep in.

Of course, Li Shu wanted to live in the No. 1 room of Tianzi, and when the shopkeeper wanted to lead her upstairs, she was suddenly stopped by someone.

"This young lady, please stay!" The person who spoke was a middle-aged scholar, with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, a wisp of mouse whiskers, and a somewhat obscene appearance. The clothes are slightly tattered, and there is a box next to him, and there is a "tiger support" on the box.

The "tiger brace" is a copper ring, the center is empty, there are iron beads in it, it is an alternative bell, and it is an indispensable thing in the hands of the Jianghu Langzhong who walks the streets and alleys.

Practicing medicine is not like selling vegetables, you can't stand on the street and shout.

It's not a matter of shouting at the top of his voice, "I've cured the disease, I've sold the medicine, I've been cured if I'm sick, I'm not sick and I'm not sick to buy it for self-defense."

If you really want to shout like that, it's not Lang Zhong, but the one who runs the rivers and lakes to sell strong pills.

Therefore, some You Fanglang Zhong has such a "tiger support" in his hand, shaking it while walking, just like selling tofu and knocking "tofu bangzi", which is a means of reminding people that "I am coming".

Obviously, this slightly obscene middle-aged man is a wandering Langzhong.

I saw him stand up, a wisp of mouse whiskers under his chin, and arched his hand to Li Shu and said, "This young lady, the son next to you is not very sick, why don't you let the old man show you?"

Li Shu looked over when she heard this, and a trace of contempt flashed in her eyes: Any doctor with some ability will open a medical center, not be a tour of Fang Langzhong. The middle-aged man in front of him is probably only a child, and he is not even as good as the Qian Imperial Doctor. Can Zhao Xuan's disease be treated?

Shaking his head, he was about to ignore him and go upstairs.

Ping'er on the side whispered, "Gong...... Miss, do you want him to try it?"

Li Shu glanced at her in surprise and said dumbly: "Ping'er, I know you're worried about 'him', but you have also seen that his illness is so helpless that even the most famous doctor in the city is helpless." What can you do with just a wandering man?"

When she said this, she didn't deliberately lower her voice, You Fanglang was not far away from her, so she naturally heard it.

He didn't show much anger, You Fanglang smiled gently, but this "gentleness" became a little obscene with his appearance, stretched out his thin hand, and said with a mouse's whiskers: "Miss's words are wrong! In Xia Sun Siyuan, although his literary position is not high, he is better than practicing medicine since he was a child, and he has been practicing medicine for decades, and he has not seen any incurable diseases? Don't say that this son next to you is just an ordinary person, that is, a monk who is a monk and a monk who has returned to the truth, and the old man has also seen a doctor for them. Miss must not take the life of the boy next to you......"

Sun Siyuan? Lao Tzu still thinks Sun Simiao!

Although Zhao Xuan closed his eyes, he could hear the conversation outside clearly, and he couldn't help but complain in his heart when he heard it.

Li Shu hesitated a little, frowning and looking at the person surnamed Sun, as if she was considering how true and how false the other party's words were.

Seeing this, Imperial Doctor Qian, who had been following him for a day, stepped forward and whispered, "Gong...... That, although this person's words may be a bit exaggerated, but the ...... I still remember that the villain said in the morning, don't ...... Childe's illness, maybe don't look for a clever doctor, the most important thing is experience. This Lang Zhong in front of him can obviously only treat ordinary people, if he really practices medicine for decades, maybe he ......"

Can a blind cat really hit a dead mouse and cure Zhao Xuan?

Li Shu didn't know if Imperial Doctor Qian's analysis was grounded, but in the current situation, he could only be a dead horse and a live horse doctor, thought about it, nodded and sighed: "That's it, let him come and take a look." With that, he walked upstairs.

Sun Siyuan's eyes lit up suddenly, and he was happy in his heart: I finally caught a big fish!

Imperial Doctor Qian walked over, stretched out his hand, and said, "Doctor Sun, please." ”

Sun Siyuan cleared his throat and said, "Lead the way in front of the head!"

Imperial Doctor Qian's face darkened: The shelf is quite big!

Without saying a word, he turned around and took Sun Siyuan to follow behind Li Shu, and the group went up to the second floor.

Leaving only two guards behind, following the other runner, go outside and lead Pegasi into the backyard stable.

......

The second floor, Tianzi No. 1 room.

Xiao Er arranged a room for Li Shu and a few people, then stepped back and instructed the back kitchen to prepare meals.

Li Shu summoned Sun Siyuan to diagnose and treat Zhao Xuan's condition.

Sun Siyuan said, "Please let a few go out first!"

At this time, there were only Li Shu, Ping'er, Wu Ma, Qian Imperial Doctor, and Sun Siyuan in the room, and the rest of the guards were guarding the door.

Except for Sun Siyuan, who said this, the rest of the people frowned, even Imperial Doctor Qian.

Ping'er couldn't help but say, "The surname is Sun, what do you mean?"

Sun Siyuan was not surprised, and said with a gentle smile: "You don't know, the medical skills in the world are different, you can't use them in front of people, I hope you can understand!"

Li Shu frowned and said, "Doctor Sun, do you think we should believe you?"

Sun Siyuan said: "Believe it or not, it's still Miss you." Shaking his head, he had an unfathomable posture: "If Miss doesn't believe it, I can't make a move!"

Seeing this, Ping'er hesitated: "Miss...... Look at him so confident...... Why don't you let him try?"

Li Shu shook her head expressionlessly, looked at Sun Siyuan, and said in a deep voice: "Doctor Sun should take the patient's pulse first, if we can tell the condition, it will not be too late for us to go out." It was clearly a look of doubt about Sun Siyuan's medical skills.

Ping'er felt anxious for a while: This Dr. Sun won't die in a fit of anger, right? (To be continued......)