Mi Heng heard all their words.
Then, he froze in place.
how so?
Why is this happening?
Mi Heng gave money, but not much. He just asked the storytellers to talk for one or two times to build their reputation. They didn't just keep talking. Storytellers shouldn't be so willful and continue to help even if they don't get money. Make a name for yourself.
He still couldn't figure out one thing. Why was he already famous, but in the end, everyone just scolded him instead of praising him?
Why?
"Shohei!"
Yang Xiu gently shook Mi Heng.
"I... Dezu, why is this happening?"
Mi Heng asked in disbelief.
It was obviously something that was beneficial to me, but how could it develop into something like this in the end?
Yang Xiu said: "I don't know why, but I think this is the Cao family's counterattack against you. We can't imagine what will happen next. From the beginning, you shouldn't do that, alas!"
"impossible!"
Mi Heng walked out and walked towards their circle of scholars.
As soon as I got closer, I heard the scholars discussing their own affairs.
But it's not a good thing. They are talking about Mi Heng spending money to deliberately smear the Cao family. He has a bad mouth and curses people everywhere. Such remarks are constantly fermenting.
When they noticed Mi Heng's arrival, they immediately shut up and stopped talking. They smiled awkwardly and dispersed.
Mi Hengxian was stunned.
Can't believe this is true.
"why why……"
Mi Heng kept asking himself.
He values his fame as much as his own life.
As a scholar, there is no one who does not value reputation. Especially a scholar like him cannot accept such a fact.
Yang Xiu wanted to persuade him, but he didn't know where to start.
——
At this time, it’s almost New Year.
The weather was warmer than before, and it was no longer so cold that it made people shiver. The wind and snow outside had stopped long ago, but the snow was still there, and the sky and the earth were still pale.
Cao Ang brought the latest comments from outside to Chen Zhou.
"More and more people are scolding Ni Heng now."
"People outside are saying that Mi Heng deliberately spent money to discredit our Cao family."
"The scholars in the past praised Mi Heng so highly, but now he has fallen so hard. You don't know if you can bear such a gap. I'm afraid you will go crazy."
"Sir, this plan is a bit cruel!"
"Even my father heard about the situation outside and admired Mr.'s method. It was another murderous act."
Cao Ang walked to Chen's house and said excitedly.
Chen Zhou was not surprised at all by this result.
Before time travel, he had seen many similar things on the Internet, and using such remarks on the Internet to attack a person was even more ruthless than he was attacking Mi Heng now.
Chen Zhou said: "These are all dirty and shameful means. Young Master, it's better not to tell me out, lest I get scolded too. Just treat it like Mi Heng spent money to smear Young Master. Now that it's been backlashed, let's release the news like this." Bar."
"I understand!"
Cao Ang understood instantly.
He was about to go back, and when he released the news based on Chen Zhou's suggestion, Cao Peng also came.
"Brother, sir."
Cao Peng panted and said, "Mr. Zhicai, he is seriously ill!"
"What?"
Cao Ang lost his voice.
Now that the New Year is approaching, on what should be a festive day, such bad news suddenly comes, which makes him unable to believe it.
Chen Zhou was surprised when he heard this, but when he thought that the actor's liver had been damaged by drinking, his liver function had already been almost destroyed, and his stomach was full of ascites that could not be discharged. He was lucky to be alive until now.
Liver disease is very serious.
Once severe liver disease occurs, there is almost no possibility of recovery other than liver transplantation.
Such is the case with Xi Zhong.
Chen Zhou expected that his condition worsened.
"Go and have a look."
Chen Zhou said.
Ignoring the cold wind outside, they put on their cloaks and went out.
The Xi Zhong's residence was not far from Chen Zhou's. They didn't even need a carriage. They stepped on the snow and arrived at the Xi Zhong's house not long after walking.
Cao Cao has been here a long time ago.
As good friends of Xi Zhong, Guo Jia, Xun Yu and Xun You, as well as the Yingchuan scribes, were all present.
They looked at Xi Zhong anxiously, and then at the doctor responsible for diagnosis and treatment.
In the end, the doctor shook his head helplessly, saying that there was nothing he could do to save her.
"Zhicai!"
Cao Cao and the others cried out in sorrow.
Cao Cao burst into tears.
He has a very good relationship with Xi Zhong and Guo Jia in private, and they are good friends.
Seeing Xi Zhong's condition getting worse, they cried so miserably.
"My lord, don't be sad."
Xi Zhong was weak and said in a weak voice: "There is no possibility of saving me from this disease. If it weren't for Du Zhi's help, I would have died a long time ago. It is enough to survive until now. If you give me another chance, in fact, I I don’t regret drinking, the taste of wine is really good, but... Fengxiao, you are as addicted to alcohol as I am, and my end is the best warning, don’t drink anymore!"
"Zhicai, have a good rest and don't talk anymore."
Guo Jia's tears blurred his vision.
"Zhicai, please stop talking."
Xun You also advised: "You can get better after taking a rest and drinking some medicine."
Xi Zhong shook his head and said: "I know what is going on with my body. There is basically no chance of getting better. That's probably it! My lord, I'm sorry that I couldn't help you calm the world."
Cao Cao sobbed and cried: "Stop talking, Zhicai, really don't talk anymore, you have a good rest... Come, go find Hua Tuo, hurry!"
After the incident in Jiping, Cao Ang has been looking for Hua Tuo.
However, Hua Tuo didn't know where he went or where he was wandering. They have never been able to find him, and they still can't find him until now.
Seeing that Xi Zhong was almost gone, Cao Cao didn't know how anxious he was.
"Here comes the ferry."
Chen Qun noticed the person coming behind him and said quickly: "There should be a way to cross over, come and see."
"Wat it!"
Cao Cao immediately took Chen Zhou's hand and said excitedly: "Save Zhicai quickly, you must be able to do something."
Last time, Xi Zhong almost died, but it was Chen Zhou who saved him.
However, Chen Zhou was not a doctor and did not understand medical skills. Even in modern society more than a thousand years later, it would be difficult to cure liver problems. The most he could do was to prolong his life.
"There's nothing I can do."
Chen Zhou shook his head.
If he had a way, he would be a more powerful miracle doctor than Hua Tuo.
Now, Chen Zhou had no choice but to make them feel even more desperate.
"This is how my life should be!"
Xi Zhong smiled heartily, but the laughter was weak, and continued: "My lord, I will take the first step. When you have settled the world and my lord is sitting on the rivers and mountains, you must not forget to tell me in front of my grave..."
He hadn't finished speaking yet, but he felt it was getting harder and harder to breathe.
I can’t even say the following words.
Then, everything went dark.
Eyelids slowly closed.
The breath was cut off.
The drama loyalist is gone like this!
"Zhicai!"
"Sorry, Zhicai!"
"It hurts, Zhicai!"
"What a pity, Fengxiao!"
Seeing this, Cao Cao shouted loudly.
Cao Cao and a group of Yingchuan scribes cried bitterly beside Xi Zhong.
Chen Zhou sighed helplessly, unable to extend his life for the drama loyalist.
Maybe this is the fate of the drama lover.
