Chapter 1617: 1617
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Although the entrance of the secret passage was small, there was something else in it. They walked side by side without crowding.
Mo Shanghua walks in the body side of Yan Beicheng, Mou Guang involuntarily looks up in the cave.
The walls of the secret passage are all paved with bluestones. For convenience, a hole will be made every other distance to place the wall lamp. The inside of the secret passage is also very clean, and there is not much dust. It can be seen that the secret passage has not been abandoned for long.
Don't hurt to look at Yan Beicheng beside you. There's something calm in your eyes.
Her previous conjecture was true. This person was not as simple as she had seen.
Yan Beicheng, however, seemed to be unaware of it. He walked silently all the way. He only took a candlestick from the wall. After walking in the dark passage for a long time, they climbed out of a dry well.
Moshanghua looked up and saw that the houses here were made of earth, and the roofs were covered with grass and mud. She knew that this place should be in the north of the city, the poorest part of the city, but it was almost half the distance from the palace in the city.
Yan Beicheng, with such a noble personality, was tired and didn't shout. He took him to a mud hut beside the dry well, pushed the door open and went in.
As soon as I entered the room, my nose was covered with a strong smell of medicine. After smelling it carefully, the flowers in the street smelled some rotten smell under the cover of medicine, and I felt a sense of uncertainty.
Mou Guang looks along the bed and sees a middle-aged man lying on the earthen Kang, closing his eyes and dying.
The most terrible and disgusting thing is that the man is covered with chickenpox like things, which almost envelops the whole person. Some of the "chickenpox" have even been broken, and the wound shows light yellow and bloodshot liquid.
Seems to feel someone coming, the man opened his eyes and sat up, "it's you." After a pause, his eyes fell on the flower, "who is this?"
"This is the doctor. Don't move. Let her have a good look at your illness." Yan Beicheng put the back of his hand behind him and said in a low voice.
The man nodded, then leaned against the wall behind him, not moving.
Mo Shanghua then walked to the earthen Kang and gave the man a very serious look up and down, but the color behind suddenly changed and exited the house.
Yan North City in the heart tiny sink, hurriedly pursued to go out, "how?"
In the heart an answer already faintly emerged.
Similar to the modern African Raman virus plague
Mo Shanghua held the wall with one hand and slowed down for a while. Then he turned to look at him. "What this man got is not an ordinary disease, but an infectious disease named Raman, which is similar to the plague, but the disease is different."
The color of the dandy on the surface of Yan Beicheng was clean, and the deep part of his eyes was slowly stained with a kind of unpredictable and treacherous color, "can it be cured?"
In addition, he is more suspicious of the identity of Mo Shanghua.
He invited so many people, but he could not make a definite diagnosis. Now he just took a look at Mo Shanghua, and then he knew it. It can be seen that his medical skill is very good.
How could a person with such high medical skills be the woman who was raised in the boudoir?
Mo Shanghua pondered for a long time, her ruddy lips moved and her voice was low. "It's better to burn people as soon as possible. This disease is too infectious."
Yan North City heart a shock, into the temple sword eyebrow deep frown, "really no way?"
As a matter of fact, he had expected for a long time. After all, he had already invited most of those he could, and no one could be cured.
But this person's identity is too special to die.
Mo Shanghua looks up at Yan Beicheng. Seeing that he looks like this, he knows that he is afraid to be an important person.
Silent for a long time, she was very serious, word by word of mouth: "Yan Beicheng, I have to tell you, the infectious strength of this disease is you can't imagine big, once infected, I'm afraid the whole Yuzhou City people will inevitably suffer, in larger, it can't be too much to say that it can endanger the whole kingdom of God."
That's right. Burning is the best way.
After a word, Yan Beicheng could not help being silent.
People in this world have never been kind to him. What do these people have to do with him? It's just his identity
He was doomed not to die.
After thinking for a long time, Yan Beicheng raised his head again, and his lips seemed to be smiling. "I didn't expect that you ugly woman is really a kind-hearted doctor. Even the life and death of those unrelated people are always thinking about."
Mo Shanghua stares at Yan Beicheng's lips, suddenly thinks that he has met the cloaker, and his eyes are slightly fixed. When he looks at him, he just turns his mouth, looking a little angry.
Even so, she still had some doubts in her heart, but she didn't break them. Her face was frozen. "You are the leader of Yuzhou. I'm just afraid that I'm worried about the life and death of your people. I'll remind you."
"Don't say it's useless. I just ask you whether you can cure it or not." Yan North City slightly droops a head, particularly serious stare at him, Mou bottom faintly surging a few minutes dark color.The flowers and willow eyebrows on the street frown gently, and a touch of deep thinking color is dyed in the water eyes.
Although she was a doctor of medicine in her previous life, this kind of case was only seen in the copy. She only had a certain understanding and had real contact with it. If she really wanted to be treated, she had no bottom in her heart.
After all, Raman's infectivity is too strong, and the risk factor is great for everyone. She is not a virgin. There is no need to lose her life because of an unrelated person.
But now, she is to accept the words of Yan Beicheng, the trade between the two is still, those chips, is really attractive.
The flower heart in the street is constantly calculating the value of this business, hesitating in the heart, struggling incomparably.
Yan Beicheng collected all her looks into his eyes. He knew that he was waiting patiently for her to think for a while, but he didn't see the result, so he said, "if you can cure this person, I will give you a thousand dollars, and the other conditions are still the same."
A thousand gold?
This is not a small windfall. If she wants to do something in Yuzhou City, it will be convenient for her to have this money to pave the way for a long time.
Mo Shanghua is fretting in her heart. Now she secretly thinks about what she can do after she has money.
It has to be said that this gold examination is really tempting to her, which makes her feel moved and curious.
What's the identity of that man? Is Yan Beicheng so willing?
Mo Shanghua thought so, then naturally looked at Yan Beicheng and said, "who is that person? You can even throw out the thousands of medical fees at will?"
Yan Beicheng's sword eyebrows wrinkled slightly, which seemed to be deep in his eyes.
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Although the entrance of the secret passage was small, there was something else in it. They walked side by side without crowding.
Mo Shanghua walks in the body side of Yan Beicheng, Mou Guang involuntarily looks up in the cave.
The walls of the secret passage are all paved with bluestones. For convenience, a hole will be made every other distance to place the wall lamp. The inside of the secret passage is also very clean, and there is not much dust. It can be seen that the secret passage has not been abandoned for long.
Don't hurt to look at Yan Beicheng beside you. There's something calm in your eyes.
Her previous conjecture was true. This person was not as simple as she had seen.
Yan Beicheng, however, seemed to be unaware of it. He walked silently all the way. He only took a candlestick from the wall. After walking in the dark passage for a long time, they climbed out of a dry well.
Moshanghua looked up and saw that the houses here were made of earth, and the roofs were covered with grass and mud. She knew that this place should be in the north of the city, the poorest part of the city, but it was almost half the distance from the palace in the city.
Yan Beicheng, with such a noble personality, was tired and didn't shout. He took him to a mud hut beside the dry well, pushed the door open and went in.
As soon as I entered the room, my nose was covered with a strong smell of medicine. After smelling it carefully, the flowers in the street smelled some rotten smell under the cover of medicine, and I felt a sense of uncertainty.
Mou Guang looks along the bed and sees a middle-aged man lying on the earthen Kang, closing his eyes and dying.
The most terrible and disgusting thing is that the man is covered with chickenpox like things, which almost envelops the whole person. Some of the "chickenpox" have even been broken, and the wound shows light yellow and bloodshot liquid.
Seems to feel someone coming, the man opened his eyes and sat up, "it's you." After a pause, his eyes fell on the flower, "who is this?"
"This is the doctor. Don't move. Let her have a good look at your illness." Yan Beicheng put the back of his hand behind him and said in a low voice.
The man nodded, then leaned against the wall behind him, not moving.
Mo Shanghua then walked to the earthen Kang and gave the man a very serious look up and down, but the color behind suddenly changed and exited the house.
Yan North City in the heart tiny sink, hurriedly pursued to go out, "how?"
In the heart an answer already faintly emerged.
Similar to the modern African Raman virus plague
Mo Shanghua held the wall with one hand and slowed down for a while. Then he turned to look at him. "What this man got is not an ordinary disease, but an infectious disease named Raman, which is similar to the plague, but the disease is different."
The color of the dandy on the surface of Yan Beicheng was clean, and the deep part of his eyes was slowly stained with a kind of unpredictable and treacherous color, "can it be cured?"
In addition, he is more suspicious of the identity of Mo Shanghua.
He invited so many people, but he could not make a definite diagnosis. Now he just took a look at Mo Shanghua, and then he knew it. It can be seen that his medical skill is very good.
How could a person with such high medical skills be the woman who was raised in the boudoir?
Mo Shanghua pondered for a long time, her ruddy lips moved and her voice was low. "It's better to burn people as soon as possible. This disease is too infectious."
Yan North City heart a shock, into the temple sword eyebrow deep frown, "really no way?"
As a matter of fact, he had expected for a long time. After all, he had already invited most of those he could, and no one could be cured.
But this person's identity is too special to die.
Mo Shanghua looks up at Yan Beicheng. Seeing that he looks like this, he knows that he is afraid to be an important person.
Silent for a long time, she was very serious, word by word of mouth: "Yan Beicheng, I have to tell you, the infectious strength of this disease is you can't imagine big, once infected, I'm afraid the whole Yuzhou City people will inevitably suffer, in larger, it can't be too much to say that it can endanger the whole kingdom of God."
That's right. Burning is the best way.
After a word, Yan Beicheng could not help being silent.
People in this world have never been kind to him. What do these people have to do with him? It's just his identity
He was doomed not to die.
After thinking for a long time, Yan Beicheng raised his head again, and his lips seemed to be smiling. "I didn't expect that you ugly woman is really a kind-hearted doctor. Even the life and death of those unrelated people are always thinking about."
Mo Shanghua stares at Yan Beicheng's lips, suddenly thinks that he has met the cloaker, and his eyes are slightly fixed. When he looks at him, he just turns his mouth, looking a little angry.
Even so, she still had some doubts in her heart, but she didn't break them. Her face was frozen. "You are the leader of Yuzhou. I'm just afraid that I'm worried about the life and death of your people. I'll remind you."
"Don't say it's useless. I just ask you whether you can cure it or not." Yan North City slightly droops a head, particularly serious stare at him, Mou bottom faintly surging a few minutes dark color.The flowers and willow eyebrows on the street frown gently, and a touch of deep thinking color is dyed in the water eyes.
Although she was a doctor of medicine in her previous life, this kind of case was only seen in the copy. She only had a certain understanding and had real contact with it. If she really wanted to be treated, she had no bottom in her heart.
After all, Raman's infectivity is too strong, and the risk factor is great for everyone. She is not a virgin. There is no need to lose her life because of an unrelated person.
But now, she is to accept the words of Yan Beicheng, the trade between the two is still, those chips, is really attractive.
The flower heart in the street is constantly calculating the value of this business, hesitating in the heart, struggling incomparably.
Yan Beicheng collected all her looks into his eyes. He knew that he was waiting patiently for her to think for a while, but he didn't see the result, so he said, "if you can cure this person, I will give you a thousand dollars, and the other conditions are still the same."
A thousand gold?
This is not a small windfall. If she wants to do something in Yuzhou City, it will be convenient for her to have this money to pave the way for a long time.
Mo Shanghua is fretting in her heart. Now she secretly thinks about what she can do after she has money.
It has to be said that this gold examination is really tempting to her, which makes her feel moved and curious.
What's the identity of that man? Is Yan Beicheng so willing?
Mo Shanghua thought so, then naturally looked at Yan Beicheng and said, "who is that person? You can even throw out the thousands of medical fees at will?"
Yan Beicheng's sword eyebrows wrinkled slightly, which seemed to be deep in his eyes.
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Although the entrance of the secret passage was small, there was something else in it. They walked side by side without crowding. Mo Shanghua walks in the body side of Yan Beicheng, Mou Guang involuntarily looks up in the cave. The walls of the secret passage are all paved with bluestones. For convenience, a hole will be made every other distance to place the wall lamp. The inside of the secret passage is also very clean, and there is not much dust. It can be seen that the secret passage has not been abandoned for long. Don't hurt to look at Yan Beicheng beside you. There's something calm in your eyes. Her previous conjecture was true. This person was not as simple as she had seen. Yan Beicheng, however, seemed to be unaware of it. He walked silently all the way. He only took a candlestick from the wall. After walking in the dark passage for a long time, they climbed out of a dry well. Moshanghua looked up and saw that the houses here were made of earth, and the roofs were covered with grass and mud. She knew that this place should be in the north of the city, the poorest part of the city, but it was almost half the distance from the palace in the city. Yan Beicheng, with such a noble personality, was tired and didn't shout. He took him to a mud hut beside the dry well, pushed the door open and went in. As soon as I entered the room, my nose was covered with a strong smell of medicine. After smelling it carefully, the flowers in the street smelled some rotten smell under the cover of medicine, and I felt a sense of uncertainty. Mou Guang looks along the bed and sees a middle-aged man lying on the earthen Kang, closing his eyes and dying. The most terrible and disgusting thing is that the man is covered with chickenpox like things, which almost envelops the whole person. Some of the "chickenpox" have even been broken, and the wound shows light yellow and bloodshot liquid. Seems to feel someone coming, the man opened his eyes and sat up, "it's you." After a pause, his eyes fell on the flower, "who is this?" "This is the doctor. Don't move. Let her have a good look at your illness." Yan Beicheng put the back of his hand behind him and said in a low voice. The man nodded, then leaned against the wall behind him, not moving. Mo Shanghua then walked to the earthen Kang and gave the man a very serious look up and down, but the color behind suddenly changed and exited the house. Yan North City in the heart tiny sink, hurriedly pursued to go out, "how?" In the heart an answer already faintly emerged. Similar to the modern African Raman virus plague Mo Shanghua held the wall with one hand and slowed down for a while. Then he turned to look at him. "What this man got is not an ordinary disease, but an infectious disease named Raman, which is similar to the plague, but the disease is different." The color of the dandy on the surface of Yan Beicheng was clean, and the deep part of his eyes was slowly stained with a kind of unpredictable and treacherous color, "can it be cured?" In addition, he is more suspicious of the identity of Mo Shanghua. He invited so many people, but he could not make a definite diagnosis. Now he just took a look at Mo Shanghua, and then he knew it. It can be seen that his medical skill is very good. How could a person with such high medical skills be the woman who was raised in the boudoir? Mo Shanghua pondered for a long time, her ruddy lips moved and her voice was low. "It's better to burn people as soon as possible. This disease is too infectious." Yan North City heart a shock, into the temple sword eyebrow deep frown, "really no way?" As a matter of fact, he had expected for a long time. After all, he had already invited most of those he could, and no one could be cured. But this person's identity is too special to die. Mo Shanghua looks up at Yan Beicheng. Seeing that he looks like this, he knows that he is afraid to be an important person. Silent for a long time, she was very serious, word by word of mouth: "Yan Beicheng, I have to tell you, the infectious strength of this disease is you can't imagine big, once infected, I'm afraid the whole Yuzhou City people will inevitably suffer, in larger, it can't be too much to say that it can endanger the whole kingdom of God." That's right. Burning is the best way. After a word, Yan Beicheng could not help being silent. People in this world have never been kind to him. What do these people have to do with him? It's just his identity He was doomed not to die. After thinking for a long time, Yan Beicheng raised his head again, and his lips seemed to be smiling. "I didn't expect that you ugly woman is really a kind-hearted doctor. Even the life and death of those unrelated people are always thinking about." Mo Shanghua stares at Yan Beicheng's lips, suddenly thinks that he has met the cloaker, and his eyes are slightly fixed. When he looks at him, he just turns his mouth, looking a little angry. Even so, she still had some doubts in her heart, but she didn't break them. Her face was frozen. "You are the leader of Yuzhou. I'm just afraid that I'm worried about the life and death of your people. I'll remind you." "Don't say it's useless. I just ask you whether you can cure it or not." Yan North City slightly droops a head, particularly serious stare at him, Mou bottom faintly surging a few minutes dark color.The flowers and willow eyebrows on the street frown gently, and a touch of deep thinking color is dyed in the water eyes. Although she was a doctor of medicine in her previous life, this kind of case was only seen in the copy. She only had a certain understanding and had real contact with it. If she really wanted to be treated, she had no bottom in her heart. After all, Raman's infectivity is too strong, and the risk factor is great for everyone. She is not a virgin. There is no need to lose her life because of an unrelated person. But now, she is to accept the words of Yan Beicheng, the trade between the two is still, those chips, is really attractive. The flower heart in the street is constantly calculating the value of this business, hesitating in the heart, struggling incomparably. Yan Beicheng collected all her looks into his eyes. He knew that he was waiting patiently for her to think for a while, but he didn't see the result, so he said, "if you can cure this person, I will give you a thousand dollars, and the other conditions are still the same." A thousand gold? This is not a small windfall. If she wants to do something in Yuzhou City, it will be convenient for her to have this money to pave the way for a long time. Mo Shanghua is fretting in her heart. Now she secretly thinks about what she can do after she has money. It has to be said that this gold examination is really tempting to her, which makes her feel moved and curious. What's the identity of that man? Is Yan Beicheng so willing? Mo Shanghua thought so, then naturally looked at Yan Beicheng and said, "who is that person? You can even throw out the thousands of medical fees at will?" Yan Beicheng's sword eyebrows wrinkled slightly, which seemed to be deep in his eyes. www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
