Cold-blooded Marshal Evil Charm Military Doctor

After a while, Zhan Qingcheng, who had taken care of everything, breathed a sigh of relief, and walked out of the small thatched house with Leng Han.

I didn't look carefully when I came here, but looking at it now, it can no longer be described as dilapidated. It seems that the small house can be blown down when it rains, leaks, and a strong wind blows.

Mingyue gave Zhan Qingcheng the best bowl of boiled water in the house, her eyes twinkled as if she was thanking her.

Zhan Qingcheng looked down at the bowl that was missing a small corner and drank it without hesitation. Mingyue smiled, lowered her head and said thank you in embarrassment.

Leng Han watched them chatting for a few words as if he didn't notice him at all, pursed his lips without saying a word, and then watched Zhan Qingcheng come over.

"Goodbye, big brother. You must come to see me next time. Mingyue, Mingzhi, and mother will be here waiting for you."

"Okay." Zhan Qingcheng waved his hand to Mingyue and walked towards Leng Han.

"Let's go, Young Marshal Leng." Feng Qing said calmly.

Leng Han nodded, and the two left side by side. Zhan Qingcheng knew that his disguise would not be able to deceive him.

Zhan Qingcheng asked casually: "When did you find out?"

"In the beginning."

"How did you find out?" Regarding the matter of disguise, Zhan Qingcheng felt that he was disguised well, even Xia Tian and Liu Mei couldn't recognize him, why did he see it at a glance?

Could it be that he, Young Marshal Leng, really has the piercing eyes that are rumored in Kyoto?

Leng Han looked at his peach blossom eyes, and slightly evoked a wave, saying: "Eyes and voice."

"Oh." Don't ask any more questions, I don't have the energy anymore, just after getting off the boat, I studied non-stop and went out of the city to treat Mingyue's mother. After a long day of traveling, I feel a little dizzy now.

A young man hurried over and shouted, "Everyone, I saw Young Marshal Leng!"

"where?"

"Everyone, let's go find Young Marshal Leng together!"

He Haozhong wanted to vomit blood, are these people in such a hurry?Even if they see Leng Han, Leng Han can't cure them of all diseases!

The two walked to the police station in a tacit understanding, and they were surrounded by people before they walked halfway, and they talked about the young Marshal Leng, if Zhan Qingcheng knew that they were here to ask for debts!

One sentence per person, noisy ears buzzing, especially irritable.

The left sentence, "Young Marshal Leng, please save the big guy!" The right sentence, "Young Marshal Leng, please save us, there are old and young and there are young ones, what can we do!"

The people in the military department who listened to the endless complaints were in a mess, especially upset.

Leng Han frowned, and Zhan Qingcheng was not much better. Although they had reserved a lot of space for them, they formed a circle and everyone was talking, which really hurts my head.

Zhan Qingcheng had no choice but to appease: "Everyone be quiet, I am a doctor invited by Marshal Leng. I have stayed abroad, read a lot of books and have a lot of ink. I am here this time to treat everyone Yes, I have researched it, and this disease is still curable, but I have to give me some time to study the medicine. But don’t worry, everyone, I won’t charge you money.”

The common people looked at Zhan Qingcheng with wide eyes in disbelief, Leng Han nodded in approval,

"What do you use to prove that you are a doctor? What if we can't cure our disease? What if those medicines are expensive!"

When these questions are raised, it is inevitable that many people will doubt them.

Zhan Qingcheng glanced at him along the source of the sound, seeing that he was not a good person, and pretended to say regretfully: "It's fine if you don't believe it, but don't ask me to save you when the time comes, I'm a very small person .Even Marshal Leng has paid a lot of money to hire me, otherwise I wouldn't have come!"

"I believe him." A short sentence calmed people's hearts. Since it was approved by Young Marshal Leng, it was not bad.

Zhan Qingcheng pretended to be angry, and said casually: "Of course, I can treat your illnesses, but you have to give me time to make medicines, otherwise what can I do to save you? I'm not a fairy!"

Everyone gave way to Zhan Qingcheng and Leng Han, hoping that Zhan Qingcheng would make medicine right away.

After walking a certain distance and getting into the car driven by He Haozhong, the two of them talked about their plans for this matter.

Zhan Qingcheng raised conditions with Leng Han bluntly, "I'd like to ask you to help me with the medicine. I have my own plans for the medicinal materials, but you have to help me find a quiet place."

Leng Han looked at him for a while, then lowered his hat and said, "Okay."

He Haozhong was curious about Zhan Qingcheng, so he would look behind him from time to time. Seeing Leng Han staring at Zhan Qingcheng, he felt weird.

Zhan Qingcheng felt strange, although his face was covered with makeup, it was not ugly, why did he always look at his face!

Forget it, just wash off your makeup and put on a mask later, otherwise Leng Han will definitely get strange looks from everyone if he keeps looking at her.

"Recently, the Great Emperor's Army is going to carry out a great task in Huaxia Kingdom. I would like to ask for your help." Sano knelt on the futon tomorrow morning, picked up the jug from the place where the wine was warmed, and slowly poured wine for Miyamoto Jingming. The mellow fragrance of wine permeated the air, and one smelled drunk, so it was good wine.

In the country of Wa, those who can sit in the position of Dazuo are nothing more than years of military exploits. In this way, the youngest and middle-aged people can sit in this position.

Although Jingming Miyamoto is the chief, he is not like the other chiefs, he is a handsome young man.

In this way, Miyamoto Jingming will make people feel jealous to some extent, and will also target Miyamoto Jingming to some extent, but the strange thing is that no matter what other people's small actions, Miyamoto Jingming acts as if nothing happened , but those who were targeted by Jingming Miyamoto would die, and gradually no one would dare to fight against Jingming Miyamoto, which shows the strength and influence of Jingming Miyamoto.

Kneeling on the futon, Miyamoto took a sip from the wine glass. The wine was very fragrant and mellow. Miyamoto sipped it slowly until the glass was empty before putting down the wine glass, "Sano-kun, good wine."

"Yes, this is a century-old fine wine brewed by Huaxia Country. I will ask my daughter Akiko to give you a few jars later." Ming Sano had already inquired about Miyamoto Jingming's hobbies on the way here in the morning. Wine, you can drink a thousand glasses without getting drunk.

This wine is a century-old wine from the Huaxia Kingdom, but this wine is the treasure of the restaurant, so why would the restaurant buy it?What's more, what the Japanese said was to give it to themselves, but of course the restaurant refused, so the Japanese killed the restaurant and took the wine.

Miyamoto Jingming picked up the jug and poured a glass of wine, and looked at it playfully, "Thank you, Mr. Sano, for your kindness. But... Huaxia Kingdom? Interesting." After speaking, he drank the glass in one gulp Wine, no appreciation just now, only the meaning of possession.

Most of Miyamoto's wines come from Huaxia, because Huaxia's wines are strong and mellow, unlike wines from other countries.