A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

The half-breed seemed to be taken aback, but didn't ask anything, and just nodded to show that he knew.

After a night of nothing, Wu Dahu brought Song Qinghan and Hua Lian to the governor's mansion early the next morning, and conveyed his intention of coming to his servants.

Not long after the servants entered, Zhu Xiu came out of the mansion, saluted Wu Dahu, and said with a light smile: "Your Excellency is eating in the living room, do you want to eat together, or in the side hall for a while?" Take a break?"

Wu Dahu said in a deep voice: "Don't bother the governor to eat, we can just wait in the side hall."

In fact, even if the governor doesn't explain, it doesn't matter if someone directly takes them into the side hall, but after such an explanation, their impressions immediately improved a lot.

However, the governor who has always been diligent in administration would wake up so late, which was a bit beyond their expectations.

The governor didn't keep them waiting for long, and soon walked in from the other side of the hall.

It's just that I just saw someone, and before I had time to exchange greetings, I heard a series of coughing sounds from the governor's throat, which sounded depressed and intense.

Song Qinghan looked up and saw that the legendary governor was wearing ordinary cotton clothes, with a sallow complexion and a haggard appearance. If he didn't say anything, he might think that he was a tramp begging on the roadside.

It's no wonder he wakes up so late, with the evil in his body, even if he wants to get up early, it's difficult, unless he wants to die.

After the coughing stopped, the governor waved his hand in their direction, gesturing them to sit down, and then directly entered the topic.

"What do you think about Lu Sen's matter?"

He was so straightforward, Wu Dahu naturally couldn't go around in circles anymore, and said directly: "We suspect that he was framed by someone, and the murderer is the same person as the mixed blood incident a few years ago."

Although it was the first time he heard the word "mixed blood", the governor's face did not change at all, and he even directly used their words instead of his habitual expressions.

"How did you come to this conclusion? You weren't here when the mixed blood incident happened."

Before Wu Dahu could speak, he rubbed his thumb lightly, and said slowly, "Or...do you have any connection with the murderer?"

Wu Dahu was silent for a while, as if he was considering how fast he could speak.

It was too difficult to involve Muhammad without involving the mixed race and triplets in the family.

With just this short pause, the governor seemed to have understood a lot of things, a gleam flashed in his eyes, he skipped the topic and said, "Then what do you think about the murderer's purpose?"

This question was something they had thought about last night, so they could naturally answer it decisively.

"Master Governor, we think the reason why he did this is to use the hand of Lord Governor to eradicate our family."

The coughing sound came from the governor's throat again, and this time it was obviously more violent than the last time, the cough made the governor even bend his waist.

I don't know if Zhu Xiu has been waiting outside. After saluting and apologizing to Wu Dahu and others, she came in with a bowl of rock sugar pear water, and walked quickly to the governor, as if she wanted to serve him a sip.

But the governor's temper seemed a bit stubborn, he didn't even look at the bowl of Sydney water, and said in a low voice: "Take it out, don't you see that I'm talking about business?"

Although his voice is small, his tone is very sharp, and the majesty exuding from his body cannot be underestimated.

A look of helplessness flashed across Zhu Xiu's face, he glanced at Wu Dahu and the others, and walked out again with the bowl of ice sugar Sydney water.

Wu Dahu understood the meaning in his eyes, and he didn't intend to procrastinate for a long time. He said quickly: "Master Governor, we are here this time to see how Lu Sen is doing. If we can learn the details from him details, maybe we can be of some help in this case."

The governor slowly stopped coughing, took his hands away from his chest, and said slowly: "I will take you there, but I will listen to your conversation verbatim."

Wu Dahu nodded, and as soon as he stood up, he heard Song Qing coldly said: "How long has the Governor been coughing? Have you ever seen a doctor?"

Obviously, this question has been asked by many people, so the governor said numbly: "It's just a stubborn illness, it doesn't make any difference whether you see the doctor or not."

Song Qinghan glanced at his throat thoughtfully, thought for a while, and then closed his mouth without saying anything.

Under the leadership of the governor, the three of them walked through the complicated corridors and walked into an ordinary-looking woodshed.

Lu Sen was lying in the middle of the woodshed, and when he saw them coming in, he had a look of disbelief.

Seeing that there was no trace of suspiciousness on his body, Song Qinghan's trust in the governor's character rose to a higher level, and he asked, "Did you come to the governor's mansion by yourself?"

Lu Sen shook his head desperately, and said aggrievedly: "I, I don't know what's going on, I was walking on the road well, and suddenly it was dark in front of me, and when I opened my eyes again, I found myself in a completely strange place, I just know It's someone else's house, I don't know it's the governor's house..."

The governor seemed to know what happened later, so he took the initiative to explain to Song Qinghan: "Zhu Xiu saw him sneaking around in the mansion, and became suspicious, so she took him down and locked him in the woodshed. .”

"Later, during the dispute between the two, something fell from his arms to the ground. Zhu Xiu glanced at it and was shocked. After ordering someone to take care of Lu Sen, she went to look for me."

Song Qinghan and Wu Dahu looked at each other, and said, "Can... let us take a look at that thing?"

The governor waved his hand and said to Zhu Xiu, "Take that thing out."

Zhu Xiu reached into his bosom, took out something similar to a jade pendant, and put it into Song Qinghan's hand.

Song Qinghan was stunned for a moment, looking at this white and shiny object, he asked in doubt, "What is this?"

Seeing the governor clenched his fist and put it near his mouth, Zhu Xiu hurriedly replied: "This is a very common token of identity among the barbarians. As long as you take him with you, even if you look completely different from the barbarians, you can still use it as a token of your identity." The barbarians can move freely inside."

Song Qinghan rubbed the token thoughtfully, and said slowly: "Isn't there no way to prove who its original owner is? If you want to frame someone else, you just need to put this token on him. "

After the governor coughed, he said in a deep voice: "Although that is the case, there are not many people in this world who can use such tokens to frame others at will. Can you contact him?"

Song Qinghan shook his head subconsciously, and realized something was wrong after shaking his head. He raised his head and explained: "Who is the governor asking? I didn't hear clearly just now."

But it is obvious that the governor no longer intends to cooperate with him, and said softly: "If you can't be contacted now, it doesn't mean you will never be able to. Since you are worth his shot, it means that you are very important to him. If you don't see the result you want to see , he will appear."