After wearing a beautiful proton

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As the sun sets, the busy day slips away quietly.

Night quietly shrouded the silent land, the air was stuffy, and in the empty Hanmo City, only the painful wails of patients came from far and near, making it impossible to sleep peacefully.

Zhao Changling stood by the corner of the medical hall, making sure that Doctor Gu was still busy treating patients, so he sneaked in.

"What are you doing?" A cold voice sounded from behind.

Zhao Changling turned around stiffly, and saw Xiao Yi holding a basin of hot water, staring at him suspiciously.

Zhao Changling sighed, and patiently explained: "Little brother, I know a little bit about medicine, so I just want to help."

"Come to help? All right, come with me!" Strangely, Xiao Yi agreed without thinking too much.But he had just walked three or four steps before he turned his head and said, "Don't call me brother anymore, just call me Xiaoyi."

Seeing his distressed expression, Zhao Changling was extremely amused.This young man looks mature and serious, but he is still young after all.

Fortunately, Zhao Changling was wearing a veiled hat, so the curvature of his mouth could not be noticed, otherwise people would look at him with blank eyes.

Xiaoyi was also aware of this problem, holding hot water, and asked curiously: "It's late at night, why are you still wearing a veiled hat? Could it be that you are ugly? No... no! Judging by your temperament, you don't know what to do. It's like nothing out of the ordinary."

Zhao Changling pinched the hood, raised his eyebrows and said, "It's inconvenient to show your face when you're away from home."

"Oh? So, you are very handsome?" Xiaoyi snorted coldly, and said indifferently: "You can still be more beautiful than my elder sister?"

Hearing this, Zhao Changling asked in bewilderment, "Do you still have a senior sister?"

Xiaoyi realized that he had said something wrong, and immediately regretted it, so he could only avoid the seriousness and said lightly: "I heard that she left the teacher's school a long time ago, and I only saw her once from a distance."

"Speaking of..." Xiao Yi glanced at him, and thoughtfully said: "Looking at your temperament, you are somewhat similar to her."

I have to say that even though he didn't have a face, Zhao Changling's extraordinary temperament and calm demeanor made him even more imaginative.

It was not the first time Zhao Changling had heard that he looked like a woman. Could it be that such a person really existed in this world?

Xiaoyi led Zhao Changling to the backyard. Rows of clay pots were neatly placed on the ground, and the fragrance of medicine filled the air.

"This medical clinic is not big, and the number of patients it accepts is limited. We can only give priority to receiving people who are seriously ill." Xiaoyi explained while explaining the precautions: "At present, there are more patients who can only stay at home. We don't have much time left."

There was an endless stream of patients, but Dr. Gu and his two disciples were helpless after all, and the people who were not infected with the plague were unwilling to come to help.

Therefore, when Xiaoyi saw Zhao Changling for the first time, he could smell the faint scent of medicine on his body, which can only be done by someone who has been immersed in medical skills for many years.

If it was normal, Xiao would definitely make the medicine himself, and he couldn't pretend to be someone else, but when something happened suddenly, Zhao Changling didn't look like a bad person, so let him stay and help.

Xiaoyi spoke clearly and fluently, and explained the precautions of decoction in a few words.

Zhao Changling nodded, carefully keeping every point in mind, then squatted down, and fanned the fire with the cattail fan beside him.

Unexpectedly, under the strong wind, a tongue of flame sprang out of the originally faint flame, which ignited Zhao Changling's hanging cap.

Zhao Changling subconsciously shook off the cattail fan, untied the veiled hat and threw it on the ground, stepped on the flames again, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Xiao Yi, who was secretly watching the show, was stunned.His eyes reflect a peerless face, and even the most beautiful praises in the world cannot describe his smiles.

"You...you look exactly...actually like my elder sister?!" Xiaoyi pointed at Zhao Changling in amazement.

Zhao Changling was taken aback when he heard the words, he couldn't help touching his cheek, and said amusedly: "There are similarities between people, what's so strange about that?"

Xiao Yi shook his head, and said firmly: "No! No! Not only are you similar, but you look exactly the same!"

If you have to find out the difference, it must be that Zhao Changling is younger and more handsome.

Zhao Changling frowned slightly, and asked, "What's your elder sister's name?"

"I don't know either. Master won't let us ask."

Zhao Changling let out a sigh of regret, Xiao Yi saw his lonely expression, and couldn't bear to say: "If the master sees your appearance, he will definitely be surprised. At that time, maybe you can ask him."

Zhao Changling nodded, then picked up the curtain cap and put it aside, continuing to fan the wind patiently.

However, Zhao Changling disliked the inconvenience of wearing a veiled hat, but Xiao Yi was in a dilemma. Such a beautiful figure should not appear in front of people at will, so as not to cause fire.

Therefore, Xiao Yi ran out in a hurry, and soon rushed in like a gust of wind, panting.He also held a dark blue kerchief in his hand.

"Fufufu...you...you put this square scarf around your mouth."

Zhao Changling took the scarf and praised: "When the plague is rampant, we should all wear masks."

"Mask? That's an appropriate word." Xiao Yi made sure that he covered his mouth and nose, only showing a pair of breathtaking hyacinth eyes, and then ran out of the backyard with hot water.

Zhao Changling was the only one in the huge courtyard. Fortunately, he didn't feel lonely, but concentrated on brewing the medicine, for fear of making any mistakes.

Soon, Zhao Changling was busy running around the medical hall with bowls of soup and medicine.

During the period, Xiao Er also saw him. Although he was very curious, he heard that Xiao Er had brought him in, so he let him go.

The night was heavy, and the night sky was full of stars, blinking and pointing at the mountains and rivers.

Zhao Changling was in a state of desperation, and his mouth was parched from work. At this time, he was squatting in front of an old man with a basin of hot water.

This old man has lived in Hanmo City for generations, but this sudden plague destroyed his family, and now he is only accompanied by a five-year-old child.

Fortunately, the old man's grandson was not infected with the plague and was temporarily taken away by a kind neighbor.

Lying in the medical hall all day long, the old man Cao was in a daze. His hands and feet were weak from repeated fevers, his feet were covered with thick blisters, and his hair was dyed with an unpleasant stench.

Zhao Changling put down the basin and pulled his right foot, but he dodged it suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Changling raised his head strangely and asked.

Old man Cao huddled in the corner, pulled the hem of his clothes to cover his feet, and said in embarrassment: "Young master...Young master, I can come by myself...by myself..."

Zhao Changling smiled gently, and comforted him: "This pot of hot water is made from medicinal materials, and it needs to be combined with massage to cleanse your thick foam."

An embarrassed smile appeared on Old Man Cao's old man's face, he gathered up his clothes, and refused, "No need... hehe... no need!"

Zhao Changling sensed the movement in his hand, sniffed it a few times, and a smell of sweat came to his nostrils, only then did he realize the embarrassment of the old man.

It turned out that the patient here had been in the medical center for many days without scrubbing, and the thick bubbles on his body continued to burst, emitting a pungent stench.

Although he has never seen Zhao Changling's appearance, but he has an extraordinary temperament, obviously he is not an ordinary person, old man Cao dare not let the nobleman do it himself.

Zhao Changling shook his head, held his ankle firmly, took off his shoes and socks for him, carefully rolled up his trousers, raised his head and asked, "Is it hot?"

The old man Cao struggled in every possible way, but he was powerless. He was flustered for a long time. When he listened to his question, he answered irrelevantly: "Ah? Oh...it's a good medicinal bath, a good medicinal bath!"

Zhao Changling smiled and tried to persuade him, "It might be a little hot, so bear with it."

When the feet were put into the hot water, the old man Cao twitched his toes, and was about to lift his feet, but he held back.

Zhao Changling looked at his wound while scrubbing the medicated bath for him.In his memory, most of the patients infected with the plague had fever, vomiting and diarrhea, vomiting blood, etc., but he had never heard of thick blisters on their feet.

Therefore, Zhao Changling paid special attention to his feet, and as expected, he found something wrong——

Old man Cao actually had a bite wound on his left foot!

The wound was on the calf, the bite marks were bruised and the muscles were rotten, but there were faint signs of healing.

Zhao Changling's heart skipped a beat, he pressed lightly on the bite mark, and asked in a deep voice, "What bit this wound?"

The old man Cao grinned his teeth in pain, and replied sweating profusely, "It seems...it seems to be bitten by a mouse..."

"Rat bites? Are you sure?!" Zhao Changling asked eagerly.

The old man Cao saw that he was shocked, and explained tremblingly: "It was bitten by a rat! A few months ago, the country of Yue was flooded, and countless rats rushed out of the ground. They bit everyone and injured many people." !"

"Why don't you talk about such an important matter?!" Zhao Changling spoke harshly, completely without the indifference of the past.

In ancient times, the plague was a highly contagious plague. There was no cure for the infected, and the dead were everywhere.

Old man Cao didn't know why he was angry, so he explained timidly: "Actually, during floods, it is common for rats to flee everywhere. When they are hungry, they will bite people and livestock."

The old man Cao had something to say, in their opinion, rats biting people is not a very rare thing, it seems that there is no need to explain it specifically, right?

Impatient, Zhao Changling immediately went to check the legs of the second person, the third person, and the fourth person. Seeing that they had all been bitten by rats, his guess was further confirmed.

Coincidentally, Xiao Er walked by with three empty bowls in his hand, saw him looking at the patient's feet solemnly, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhao Changling grabbed Xiao Er's wrist and asked eagerly, "Where is your master? Where is Dr. Gu?"

Xiao Er almost smashed the bowl to the ground, so he asked in a bad tone: "Why are you asking this?"

"Tell me quickly!"

Xiao Er froze all over, seeing him in a hurry, she pursed her lips in displeasure, "In the room..."

Before the words fell, Zhao Changling rushed out like a flash of lightning.

Xiao Er lowered his head, saw the water basin he had left on the ground, and kicked it angrily, "If you forget about things, you want me to clean it up for you, hmph!"

On the other side, Zhao Changling was in a state of turmoil. Seeing a candle burning in a room not far away, he became more and more impatient.

"Doctor Gu! Doctor Gu!"

"Who? Calling the soul?!"