Traitor, he is bent on death

The chopsticks are very ordinary bamboo chopsticks, but because they are held in a pair of jade-like hands, they add a bit of extravagance.

Jiang Jintang's hands froze in mid-air, and the vegetables on the chopsticks fell back into the noodle bowl, and a few drops of noodle soup splashed out, like spring water ripples in Whoxin Lake.

"I've already said it." Jiang Jintang said in his heart beating like a drum, "I won't like you."

Xuan Lan didn't speak for a long time, and the atmosphere in the room was stagnant.

Xuan Lan is the proud son of heaven, he was born with honor, so he tried to flatter a person so lowly, and was rejected over and over again, he should have turned his back a long time ago, but it is not easy to persist until now, Jiang Jintang waited quietly He slams the door and leaves.

But Xuan Lan didn't leave.

He even smiled and said, "Then wait until you like me, and I'll ask you again."

"you……"

Xuan Lan interrupted him: "After eating, let's go outside to have a look. It has been raining for the past few days. It is very likely that they will take the opportunity to open the gate to release the water."

He brought the topic to a serious matter, but Jiang Jintang was speechless, so he hummed in a low voice.

The noodles were not tasty, but Jiang Jintang still finished his meal. After the meal, Xuan Lan asked the shop waiter to find a fence to cover Yincai's face, which is now a wanted criminal, and left the inn with Jiang Jintang.

Huazhou is not as prosperous as Yangzhou, but it is also very lively. There are many people on the street, hawkers hawking things, children chasing and fighting, brightly dressed princes and servants are like a cloud, and ragged beggars kneel on the ground and kowtow. Each way of life.

When passing through an alley, Xuan Lan suddenly saw many people surrounded here, and stepped forward to inquire: "Brother, what's the fun here?"

The man turned his head and saw Xuan Lan's extraordinary demeanor, and said: "This Widow Chen is infected with the plague, and everyone is discussing to set up firewood to burn her to death!"

Xuan Lan paused: "Burn to death?"

The man said: "Hey, she has the plague, but it is contagious. If she is not burned to death, the whole city will accompany her to die?!"

Xuan Lan has learned about the epidemic in Jiangnan. If it is not close contact, it will not be contagious. In the early stage of infection, there is no cure. These people don't ask the doctor, but they want to set firewood in private and burn them? !

Seeing that Xuan Lan hadn't come back, Jiang Jintang walked up a few steps and said, "What's wrong?"

Xuan Lan said: "Just stand there, don't come over."

Even though he knew that it would not be contagious by touching, Xuan Lan was still worried. As for Jiang Jintang's body, if he really caught the epidemic, he would die before the doctor could help him.

Jiang Jintang stood there inexplicably, and asked, "What happened?"

Xuan Lan hummed, and said, "I'll just go and have a look."

He parted from the crowd and approached, and saw a few strong men dragging a sick woman. The woman was holding on to a pillar and refused to let go, crying and begging: "I didn't get the plague! I just got a cold...I didn't get the plague! Please do me a favor, if I die, what will happen to my daughter?! She is only three years old this year... Please..."

She was crying heartbreakingly, and the faces of the spectators were moved, but no one stopped her. The strong man became impatient, and scolded: "Don't think we don't know! The second sister-in-law who lives next door to you has seen it." Now, you go and get the things from the yamen! The officials above are uneasy and kind, and want our lives, but we ourselves can’t die in vain. For you alone, let so many people in Huazhou die. Where is your conscience?!"

Widow Chen choked up and said, "I... I just took two pieces of clothes... My daughter has no clothes to wear... I have no choice..."

Xuan Lan's face was gloomy, and he asked the people next to him, "Something from the yamen?"

Standing next to Xuan Lan was the second sister-in-law of Wang. She said in a low voice, "An adult came from the capital, and he said he was going to give out clothes, dishes, and food to the victims of the disaster... In fact, they all died of the plague." The things used by people who have been killed! My man works in the county government office, and I really can't stand these activities, so I reminded us. I have already asked the neighbors in the neighborhood not to take the things given by the government office. In the end, this sister-in-law Chen..."

She sighed: "It's also a crime."

Xuan Lan's eyes were extremely cold.

If he didn't come to the south of the Yangtze River, how would he know that this is how his ministers protect the people of one side!

He clenched his fingers tightly, veins appeared on the back of his hand, and he could hardly suppress his anger, but suddenly a warm hand covered his hand, Xuan Lan was startled, and turned to see Jiang Jintang standing beside him at some point. around.

She held his hand, but didn't look at him.

"I didn't tell you not to come here." Xuan Lan calmed down slowly, and held Jiang Jintang's hand instead: "So you are not afraid of death?"

Jiang Jintang glanced at him: "Why, I will be infected, you won't?"

Xuan Lan choked.

The strong man over there had already tore Widow Chen off the pillar, and the woman's sharp cries were extremely penetrating. Some people lowered their heads and wiped away their tears, talking about committing crimes, while others shook their heads and sighed, scolding the court for incompetence.

Xuan Lan stepped down from the supreme dragon chair in the capital, stepped down from the altar, and saw the real world.

A world full of fireworks and countless ugliness.

Just when Widow Chen was about to be dragged away, Xuan Lan finally said, "Wait."

Widow Chen seemed to see a savior, and cried loudly: "Please...please save me, I don't want to die yet...I don't want to..."

The leading strong man looked at Xuan Lan: "Who are you?"

Xuan Lan bent down, put a piece of silver on the ground, and said, "Take her to the doctor."

The brawny man stared at the silver for a long time before suddenly laughing: "See a doctor?! If we can take her to see a doctor, our neighbors, why burn her to death?!"

There was infinite resentment in his voice: "Those dog officials have already issued an order that if there are any doctors in the city who dare to punish them, they will all beheaded!"

The burly man almost choked up: "People's hearts are made of flesh. If they can live, who wants to die?!"

Jiang Jintang felt the hand holding him tighten a little bit, and then he seemed to realize that it would hurt him, so he quickly relaxed a little.

Jiang Jintang looked sideways at Xuan Lan.

Across the fence, he couldn't see the boy's expression clearly, but he could recall the first time he really saw Li Shuzhi's pain.

Like a sharp and sharp cold knife, it cut through the picture scroll of singing and dancing, Haiyan and Heqing, revealing the dense white bones and meandering blood under the splendor pile.

"It's still not certain that she is infected with the epidemic." Jiang Jintang said warmly, "If she is really just suffering from a cold, then everyone here will have to bear their lives."

The strong man froze.

The backs of the onlookers shivered.

They are all just ordinary people, they want to continue to live with firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea, but they don't want to cut off other people's way of life.

"This..." Second Aunt Wang hesitated and said, "But we don't have a doctor here, how do we know..."

"I'm not talented, I'm a quack doctor." Jiang Jintang said: "I can help her take a look."

Perhaps it was because Jiang Jintang was born with such a convincing temperament, but the second sister-in-law Wang didn't even have the slightest doubt, and hurriedly said, "Then...the young man, show her quickly!"

Jiang Jintang hummed, and was about to go forward, but Xuan Lan pulled him back, bent down and pressed against his ear and said, "What kind of medical skills do you know?! If you come forward so rashly, what if you get infected? ?”

Jiang Jintang has never seriously studied medical skills, but as the saying goes, a long illness becomes a doctor. He has been dealing with various medicinal materials since he was born, and he has learned some superficial ones.

He patted the back of Xuan Lan's hand reassuringly, and said, "Don't worry."

Then he broke away from Xuan Lan's hand, took two steps forward, the strong man handed him a piece of white cloth, Jiang Jintang thanked him, covered his mouth and nose with the white cloth, and then squatted down in front of Widow Chen.

His voice was very soft: "Offended."

Ruxue put her fingers on Widow Chen's wrist to feel her pulse. Everyone around watched nervously, and Widow Chen was sweating on her forehead.

Jiang Jintang withdrew his hand and said, "Please open your mouth and let me see."

Widow Chen quickly followed suit.

Jiang Jintang looked at her tongue coating, and asked again: "Have you experienced dizziness, nausea, or nausea recently?"

Widow Chen said: "I'm just a little dizzy, not nauseated."

Jiang Jintang hummed, and Widow Chen grabbed his snow-white sleeve and looked at him expectantly: "Doctor...I...I..."

Jiang Jintang said softly, "You're just infected with a cold, not a seasonal epidemic. Drink ginger soup for a few days and you'll be fine."

Widow Chen clutched her heart tightly, laughed and cried: "Did you all hear that?! I'm just wind-cold..." She curled up into a ball while crying, her voice was blurred: "I'm just wind-cold... ..."

The second sister-in-law Wang breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "It's fine if it's not the epidemic, it's fine if it's not! Hurry up, help Chen sister-in-law up..."

As she said that, she was going to pull Widow Chen, but the strong man stared at Jiang Jintang and said, "You said you are a doctor, but you are a doctor?"

Jiang Jintang stood up and tidied his cuffs. Widow Chen had caught a black handprint on his snow-white sleeves. He didn't care, but looked up at the strong man: "Then how do you want me to prove it?"

The strong man thought for a moment and said, "Since you are a doctor, tell me what's wrong with me."

Before Jiang Jintang could speak, someone hugged his shoulders.

Xuan Lan hugged Jiang Jintang with one arm, squinted his eyes to look at the strong man's eyes, and said: "I also learned a little medical skills from my brother, I think you are a little bit lost and crazy when I watch you."

"..." The strong man said angrily, "You scolded me?!"

"I'm not good at learning, and there are some misdiagnoses." Xuan Lan said with a smile: "My brother and I just passed by here, and saw you disregarding human lives. It's the duty of a doctor to give a helping hand. We are not related to this sister-in-law. , do you need to lie?"

"Let's talk about it..." He turned his head and leaned into Jiang Jintang's ear and laughed, his voice was very low, with a somewhat indescribable meaning: "My brother's medical skills... are very good."

"Even my lovesickness is cured."

The author has something to say:

Xuan Lan, you are so flirtatious.