Chapter 512 (1/2)

Zhensandong now also want to open, as long as you can cure this hidden disease, even if it is scattered some wealth, it is worth it.

However, in the face of his determination, Zhou Qing'er turned his lips disdainfully: ”you can keep your medicinal materials. I'll have a clinic here tomorrow to see the Yongzhou people, so I won't bother you.”

Finish saying this words, also don't care how the earthquake three East tremble, Zhou Qing son beautiful eyes sweep white Chen, mutter a way: ”you, follow me.”

”Are you ordering me?” White Chen arms ring chest, light smile way.

Wen Yan, Zhou Qing'er hesitated a little, and then said, ”you are free, I can't command you!”

Leaving this sentence at will, Zhou Qing'er had nothing to say, so he followed Zhang Dazhu through the crowd and walked to the distance.

The originally accessible street is now full of mud. The ruins on both sides of the street make Bai Chen shake his head and sigh.

All the way behind Zhou Qing'er, Bai Chen looks at him casually, and sighs to himself that this is Prince Chen Xun's hypocrisy.

If he really wanted to save these suffering people, how could the streets be like this now, and how could Yongzhou's medicinal materials be so expensive.

He is not incompetent, but does not want to spend too much, after all, the prince for reserve, the need is strength, money, is to recruit the most direct protection!

A prince who knows how to make use of people's hearts can know the advantages and disadvantages of these things just by thinking about them. Bai Chen is sure that Su Xun must have weighed all the advantages and disadvantages before he came to Yongzhou with his disaster relief strategy.

Since Zhou Qing'er says that he wants to open a clinic to help everyone, this reputation will soon spread in Yongzhou. As long as you follow him, you will not be far away from the prince Su Xun. Instead of actively looking for him and making him suspect, you'd better let him bump into him himself, which seems more natural.

Along the way, they came to a thatched cottage that could not bear the wind. They pushed the door and came in. There was a sour smell in it, and it came in an instant.

Entering the thatched cottage, Bai Chen and Zhou Qing'er stare at the congee on the table like a paste. They don't know how long it's been put. They get moldy, and their eyes become dull.

In this impoverished cottage, except for the dying old man lying on the bamboo bed, almost all the other things have been soaked in water and rotted.

”Well, I'm really sorry. Although the flood of Huaihe River didn't rush to my house half a month ago, it rained heavily and still poured a lot of water. Now I can't even take out a stool for guests in my family. It's really funny for you.” Zhang Dazhu scratched his head awkwardly, looking guilty.

”Not in the way.”

With a faint smile, Bai Chen first came to the old man, and his eyes gradually turned red. Then the old man's internal organs, bones and blood all clearly appeared in his eyes.

Black liver?

Seeing the dark liver, Bai Chen could not help frowning. Although he didn't know the medical theory, he could conclude that the old man's illness must be very serious.

Since the three men came to the room, the old man did not open his eyes. His haggard and thin face, with his closed eyes shaking slightly, looked a little trance.

Seeing this, Zhou Qing'er squatted beside the bed and put two jade fingers on the old man's wrist. Zhang Dazhu stood on the side and held his breath.

With the passage of time, Zhou Qing'er's eyebrows gradually wrinkled. In the end, she was shocked. She couldn't help exclaiming: ”this is nitrous poison!”