Soon after, a piece of news spread throughout the world: Xuanhumen reopened the mountain gate and set up a general helm in a new place. Although the only surviving disciple was young, he had superb medical skills and had already begun to show his talent. He was known as the little miracle doctor.
Along with this came the matter of the price of medical treatment and the repayment of Feng Dao Wu Jue's debt.
It was already late winter, and the sky and earth were vast. The snow-covered ground and the white sky were indistinguishable from each other. ap.
In the countryside and mountains, a carriage rolled forward through calf-deep snow.
The slave driving the car gave the reins to the person next to him and retracted the hand holding the reins into the sleeves lined with sheepskin. His hands were red from the cold and needed to be warmed.
He tightened his neck and hid his face, which was also flushed by the cold wind, into the collar of his cotton-padded jacket.
There were coughing sounds in the car from time to time. The old slave seemed to have been used to it for a long time. He didn't go in to ask, just rushing on his way.
After the car turned a corner, Lao Nu saw the wheel marks extending from another road and merged with their car marks at the intersection ahead. He couldn't help but say: "Young Master, the Xuanhu Gate should be right in front."
A pale hand with slender fingers grabbed the car door curtain, opened a corner of the tightly covered cotton door curtain, and then lowered it again. At this time, you can see several deep marks on the snow in front of you, heading all the way forward.
The old slave consoled him with hope: "I didn't expect that there are still descendants of Xuanhumen. It is said that the medical skills are quite high. Broken intestines can be reconnected. There are methods for ghost fetuses. Young Master, your illness will definitely be cured."
But there was no echo in the car, only two slight coughs.
When the car arrives in the village, you know the direction without asking for directions. Just look at the car prints on the ground. In the middle of winter, besides looking for Xuanhumen, who would come to this remote place?
From the low earthen wall, you can see carriages and horses parked in livestock sheds in several farmyards.
Going further, you can see the small courtyard at the foot of the mountain. Outside the courtyard door, several people are sitting in front and warming themselves by the fire.
Seeing someone else coming, Li Zheng, who was warming himself by the fire, led a villager to greet him. He first bowed and saluted: "I am Li Zheng of this village. Who is here and what's the matter?"
The old slave got out of the car and bowed: "The young master of Huoyun Villa came here to pay homage to Xuanhumen."
Li Zheng turned his head and looked at the carriage. The curtains were so tight that he couldn't see what was going on inside. He turned his head and said to the old slave, "Are you seeing a doctor or seeking revenge?"
The old slave choked and then replied: "See a doctor."
After hearing this, Li Zheng turned around and shouted: "I'm here to see a doctor, please play the gong!"
With a "bang~" sound, a villager rang the gong to notify the people in the yard.
"The little miracle doctor is inside." Li Zheng made a gesture of invitation, but the old slave was stunned again.
Xining was cooking hot pot with everyone in the main room, and frowned when he heard the sound of the gong. The snow had only stopped for a long time when someone came. However, when people come to see a doctor, they come to give money, which can also be regarded as food and clothing.
The mutton slices were just cooked. There were only a few slices of mutton in total, so I couldn't put them down: "Elder brother, go and greet them."
One was younger than him, and the other was still recovering from serious injuries. Liu Yulang could only quickly stuff the meat into his mouth, get up and go out. When he walked out of the house, he was chewing mutton, and he didn't know if it would scare people away.
But now that I’m here, I won’t leave until I’ve seen it. Not to mention that the mouth is shiny and still chewing, even if you hold a whole sheep hoof in your hand, the person will not leave. After a while, Liu Yulang came back, sat down, picked up his chopsticks, and hurriedly stirred up the meat in the pot: "It was said that the young owner of Huoyun Villa thought that the smell of meat in the house would make him cough, so he waited outside. An old man also followed him. Slave, I let him out."
Cough, consumption? Xi Ning frowned slightly, this disease is not easy to cure even in the modern dimension. Under the current medical level, don't even think about recovery.
But since you are here, let’s go and have a look.
Xining quickly chewed the meat in his mouth, rinsed his mouth with pear sugar water, stood up and walked out.
A noble prince stood in the courtyard with his back turned. The young master has a slender figure, wearing a floor-length white fox fur, and a golden crown on his head. It seems that everything around him has become blurred, and only his entire back is left. When he turned around, it seemed
Heaven and earth were eclipsed by it.
Xining, who has seen too many male gods, couldn't help but admire that there are still good people in the world, and even mortals can match the existence of male gods. Her face is a bit pale and her cheeks are slightly thinner, but she has her own charm and fully meets the requirements of a sickly beauty.
She walked over and cupped her hands: "Xuanhumen Xining."
When the other party saw that she was a ten-year-old girl, she couldn't help but have doubts in her eyes, but she still politely returned the greeting: "Guo Siyuan of Huoyun Villa."
The old slave walked out, and the door was immediately closed by the villagers outside. He was a little worried. After waiting for a while, he lay on the door and looked in through the crack in the door.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Li Zheng and the villagers hid next to the fire and used branches to poke the sweet potatoes that were roasting inside: "Don't look at it, come here and let us warm ourselves together."
After thinking for a while, the old slave walked over, squatted down together, and put on a flattering smile: "Are you all Xianhumen people?"
Li Zheng sneered: "What are you thinking about? Not everyone can enter the Xuanhu Gate if they want to."
"That you……"
"I'm here to help. It's idle in the winter... By the way, if you want to stay in the village for a while, would you like to introduce the house and yard? The rent here is cheap, and we also provide meals and livestock fodder. All farmers All prices are the same, no matter the age, no matter the age.”
Uh... No wonder I saw fine carriages and horses when passing through the village. These are not something ordinary farmers can afford.
"If you need to stay, be sure to ask Li Zheng to recommend a better courtyard." The old slave said flatteringly, and then turned to another topic: "You were talking about seeking revenge. Is there anyone coming to seek revenge?"
"Yes, several." Li Zheng pulled out a sweet potato and poked it tentatively with his fingers. He felt it was not cooked yet, so he pulled it back again: "Some of them really have grudges. Two of them heard that blood debts can be repaid by medical treatment. I deliberately said that I came here to seek revenge and wanted to waste the money for diagnosis and treatment."
Old slave...
Can this still be faked? However, it costs five hundred taels, thousands or even tens of thousands of taels of silver. Not everyone can afford it: "What if there is really a grudge?"
"First write down what the grudge is, where it happened, and who was killed or beheaded. After it is confirmed, it may be free or discounted depending on the matter. If it is fake, the original price will be paid, and double the price."
Such a thing is really unheard of. The old slave thought it was novel and funny: "What if someone doesn't want to see a doctor but wants revenge?"
"The little miracle doctor said that this was a debt Wu Jue had owed before. It had nothing to do with Xuanhumen originally, but because he was already a member of Xuanhumen, he repaid the debt. If Wu Jue dies, then his previous debt will be repaid. The debt went with him, and Xuanhumen has no obligation to repay it. Xuanhumen is a trustworthy company, and any debt must be repaid, and any favor must be repaid!"
"So who dares to kill Wu Jue now? Once he dies, the debt will be gone, and medical treatment will cost money. Anyone who wants revenge can come and try. Some people killed him first, so it's better to come and take credit."
Well, after all, there is so much money, and the little miracle doctor is said to have a temper, so he can't treat everyone. After offending Xuanhumen, do you still want to treat this disease?
"Wu Jue is very popular now. Many people are eager to let him chop him, as long as he doesn't chop him to death." Li Zheng's words made the old slave unable to react for a moment.
