Rebirth of the Blind

The capital of the country is in a state of prosperity, and they are not bothered at all by the matter of Qin Jue City. Maybe they all think that the plague only exists in Qin Jue and has nothing to do with them. What they have to do is to raise the price of rice. As long as Qin Jue City is not slaughtered, The imperial court had to transport food there.

As usual, Mu Yangfeng ignored Ao Fenglie who was following behind him, and fed medicine to the patient in front of him. This person was arranged by Ling Qi for him, and he experimented with the latest medicine he developed on this person.The patient didn't seem to care. For him, this disease is either death or pain. It's better to be a drug tester, at least there is a chance of survival.

"Today is the last day. If your illness is still not cured, then this medicine is useless." It also means that Qin Yucheng will usher in the fate of closing the city.

The man smiled warmly at Mu Yangfeng, without the slightest hesitation, he raised his head and drank a bowl of extremely bitter soup.Regardless of whether the drug will succeed or not, his fate will be over.

It's a fight for life or death.

"I'll be back in two hours to take your pulse. You should have a good rest."

"Doctor Mu, regardless of whether the medicine is successful or not, Qin Jian's people and I will thank you."

Perhaps it was because of seeing that person's grateful expression, Mu Yangfeng's eyes turned sour, and his tear glands overflowed involuntarily. When his eyes were about to fill up, he turned around without saying a word, and tears fell down at that moment.

Ao Fenglie followed behind him, until he left the place where the plagued people were placed, Mu Yangfeng stopped, looked back to the direction where the house was no longer visible behind him, "This is the first time I have wished so much since I was a child It can save a person." Yes, it was the first time.He has been obsessed with medical skills since he was a child, and has been immersed in refining medicine every day, but those who really know him will know that his real purpose is to make convincing medicine and affirm his ability. Unlike other doctors, he hopes to be able to Hanging pot to help the world. "Actually, I didn't dare to look at that person at all. I didn't regard him as a patient from the beginning to the end. I just regarded him as a tool, a tool that can let me know whether the medicine is useful, but..." spread out Hand, looking at the palm without many calluses, it seems to be covered with blood red, which makes people feel terrible, and dare not look more, "But this person trusts me wholeheartedly, believes that I will give him a new life, and believes that even if he dies I will save the other people in Qin Yucheng as well."

Is this what shame feels like?Mu Yangfeng seemed to understand.

"Don't think about it so much. If the medicine is really successful, then you can compensate him and give them some of your treasured Dabu pills." Ao Fenglie pretended to be relaxed and said, only he himself knew, He didn't want to see Mu Yangfeng like this, even though the previous Mu Yangfeng had always been heartless.

"Ao Fenglie, I want to tell you a secret." Mu Yangfeng looked straight at Ao Fenglie, making Ao Fenglie dare not even turn his head. "I have always been a hypocrite. There is a beggar and I am the first The first time I saw it, I felt very pitiful, but I didn’t think of helping at all. I just sent him a few bottles of medicine from time to time, but later I saw him in another place, and he wanted me to help find his friend who was a beggar in his original place. Tell that person about his recent situation, I agreed without thinking about it, but in fact I was not prepared to help at all, because even if I told him, his beggar friend would only complain, so what else could he say?"

"Everyone has their own ideas. You are right. If he is doing well now and his friends know about it, he will be blamed by others in the future. It is better not to say it." Ao Fenglie didn't think it was a hypocrite. Performance.

"Then what if... I can heal his eyes, but I don't want to do anything at all?" So he is a hypocrite, he sympathizes with that person on the surface, but he has no idea what can actually help him.

Ao Fenglie frowned, "Is that man blind?" Whenever he thought of a blind man, he thought of His Majesty's blind male favorite.

"Well, so Ao Fenglie, the next time you encounter any danger, I will do the same. On the surface, I say I will save you, but in fact I am going to leave you alone." Wiping away the dry tears on his face, Smiling and said to Ao Fenglie: "So don't believe me."

Ao Fenglie snorted coldly, "I'm not the kind of person who needs your help, you can just concentrate on researching the medicine now, and think about the rest." Pulling the cloth towel on his face, he said impatiently: "When will it be possible? Take off this thing, let me tell you, I came here for you, you'd better solve it for me quickly, or my nose really can't stand it."

The originally sad mood was disturbed by Ao Fenglie, and turned into an atmosphere again, but Mu Yangfeng did not drug this person who can only use martial arts to escape like before, the corners of his mouth curled up in a small arc, regardless of the people behind him No matter how you call, you don't look back.

Two hours later, Ling Qi followed to the place where the plagued people were resettled, staring at Mu Yangfeng and the other three imperial physicians to get their pulse, the three imperial physicians all stood aside with puzzled faces, and it was Mu Yangfeng's turn to do the same, "Yes Is something wrong?"

The four of them shook their heads at the same time, "On the contrary, this patient's pulse condition is very good." The leading imperial physician looked at Ling Qi and replied, and Ao Fenglie walked in, "That means the plague can be cured, right?" Ling Qi frowned. , looked at Ao Fenglie with warning, and then said: "Prince doctor, is there anything wrong?"

Mu Yangfeng looked at the patient with a sallow face sharply, "This medicine is the most effective so far, at least this person's life is saved, but it is not completely cured, it seems..." He bowed his head and pondered for a while , "It should be that the medicine is missing, what does the imperial physician think?"

"Doctor Mu is right, the old man thinks so too. There should be a medicine missing in the prescription."

"Can you figure out which medicine is missing today? Everyone should be very clear that the matter of Qin Yucheng will not be hidden for long. If the medicine is not developed today, the imperial edict to seal the city may be received tomorrow. Everyone The imperial physician probably doesn’t want to die in a foreign land, does he?”

Several people looked at each other, and after a while, the leading imperial physician bowed to Ling Qi and said, "Don't worry, Eighth Prince, we will try our best to find the medicine that is missing the taste today."

"Then the king will be waiting at the City Lord's Mansion."

Ling Qi was uneasy. It was easy to find the missing medicine in just half a day, but it was very difficult... and very difficult.Looking down at the shriveled City Lord Qin Jian, his originally calm mood became more and more heavy.

This person has to say that he deserves to be the lord of Qin Jue City, and as a commoner of Qin Jue, he has done everything he can do.

"As long as you last one more night, you will still be the lord of Qin Yu City, so...you must survive."

Mu Yangfeng took a few deep breaths before letting another patient take the decoction in his hand, because the previous person had already taken the medicine and could not take it again in a short time, so this time he still had to wait two hours for the medicine to take effect.

"Doctor Mu, relax. This medicine has a high chance of success."

Yes, that's just too high.This time he didn't leave, but chose to stay here forever, and he wanted to see with his own eyes when the medicine was successful.

The two hours became very long, and it was the same for all five people present. When they all felt the pulse, Mu Yangfeng excitedly hugged the imperial physician who was closest to him, "We succeeded! We succeeded! The city lord is saved! "Yes, the city lord is saved, he has to prepare the medicinal materials quickly, and cook a dose for the city lord right away!"

It was the first time that Mu Yangfeng regretted that he didn't learn martial arts, and even more regretted not allowing Ao Fenglie to follow him in the afternoon, otherwise he could command Ao Fenglie to rush back to the City Lord's Mansion with him in his arms.

Without complaining much, he didn't dare to slow down. Panting for breath, he finally arrived at the City Lord's Mansion half an hour later. He was so happy that he didn't slow down, and rushed directly to the house where the City Lord lived. When he was approaching, his But his footsteps slowed down, the medicine bottle in his hand fell to the ground without a curve, and the soup contained in it was picked up on his trouser leg, his lips moved a few times, but he didn't say a word for a long time.

Ling Qi walked towards him slowly, looked down at the mess under his feet, and said, "Did the medicine succeed?"

"...City Lord..." His throat seemed to be blocked, making it difficult for him to even say a word, and he only heard Ling Qi say: "He passed away an hour ago, and he left without pain. It’s over. This king will take care of the city lord’s funeral. What you have to do now is to pack the medicine together with the imperial physicians and send it to the common people.” Seeing Ling Qi turn his back, “This king I also need to write a note and report it to the emperor, Song Shu, and go with this king."

"No." Song Shu glanced at Mu Yangfeng, who looked ashamed and defeated, and hurried to catch up.

After all, he was one step slower.

Ao Fenglie patted him on the shoulder, "I didn't expect you all to like that old man." Ling Qi, whom he looked down upon, rarely showed regret after the old man's death, even Song Shu, who rarely appeared tone.What is the charm of this person that makes these people like this?

In the early morning of the next day, Ao Fenglie got the answer.People gathered outside the city lord's mansion, and the sound of mourning and weeping made people unable to close their eyes to sleep anymore.

Maybe His Majesty will not get such bitter cries when he dies?He didn't mean it at all, they were crying from the bottom of his heart.

Standing outside the City Lord's Mansion, he still didn't understand.When he came to Qin Jue, he only saw a dying city lord, so everything was difficult for him to explain. It wasn't until later that someone said that the city lords of Qin Jue city all looked nostalgic, and he seemed to understand a little bit.

It turned out that the white hair on that head was boiled for Qin Jian.I heard that the city lord Qin Jue was not popular when he first took office, because those people were too ordinary compared to the previous one. At that time, Qin Jue was still a prosperous city. Afterwards, Qin Jue experienced the bad rain, and they finally saw the city lord. Good, but when they wanted to admire this man, this man left them because of long-term exhaustion and plague infection.

The day of the city lord's funeral was brilliant. Almost all the people in the city came to see him off. Except for the children, most of the people were in tears. The plague and the rain had left Qin Jian, but the sorrow of the city lord's departure lingered for a long time, until A new city lord appears.