After half a stick of incense, Xiao Ru came in with porridge and saw that Mr. Wang Xiaolang had left and that his wife had tears in her eyes. She was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to comfort her and asked, "What did you say to your uncle? Why are you so unhappy?" "
Mrs. Cao did not reply to her words, but asked her, "Xiao Ru, please answer truthfully, am I suffering from... malaria?"
Xiao Ru was stunned for a moment, then said bitterly: "Do you know, little lady..."
"This hateful uncle..."
Xiao Ru angrily stamped her feet.
"Don't call him uncle, he will be dead soon..."
Miss Cao's face was expressionless and her voice was emotionless, as if she was talking about a very ordinary thing.
But Xiaoru understands her very well. The pain she hides in her ruthlessness can be hidden from others, but how can she hide it from Xiaoru.
The 'Ding Tie' is a certificate of engagement between two people. It contains the two people's birthdays and the engagement agreement. Each of them is exchanged for the Ding Tie. If the Ding Tie is exchanged, in principle, they are already two unrelated people. .
So what if they are related, it is just a baby engagement. If one party dies prematurely before the formal marriage, even if the engagement is not exchanged, legally the engagement will be automatically terminated.
"Little lady, what happened? I can see that Wang Xiaolangjun still cares about you..."
Mrs. Cao interrupted her, shook her head slightly and said, "It's not important anymore... I am a dying person, so I shouldn't drag anyone down."
"Little lady, please stop saying that."
Xiao Ru came forward and squatted in front of the bed, held her hand and comforted her: "I heard on my way out of the city today that Wang Xiaolangjun took his new students to search for drugs that can treat malaria in various places in Kaifeng. They have been quite effective. Not one of the patients has had an accident so far, so I must have confidence in him."
"He said he wanted to exchange the order back..."
Mrs. Cao couldn't hold it back, she still said this to her, tears flowing down the corners of her eyes again.
"I'll go find him!"
Xiao Ru was furious and was about to get up and chase after him, but was held back by Mrs. Cao.
"Don't go...Xiao Ru, please, don't go..." Miss Cao begged with eyes filled with tears.
"Little lady, how could he do this!"
Seeing his little lady's appearance, Xiao Ru felt angry at first, then felt distressed, and her tears flowed down unsatisfactorily.
"Maybe, this is my life..."
…
Wang Zhi left Cao's mansion and went straight to the carriage parked nearby.
Wang Gui saw that he didn't say anything, so he drove to the palace. After arriving at the palace, Wang Zhi did not get out of the car.
After Wang Gui asked, Wang Zhi's voice came from the carriage, "Go outside the city."
Wang Gui did not ask further questions and continued to drive the carriage towards the west city.
…
At the same time, in a deep mountain forest in Kaifeng, a somewhat obese man was panting and climbing up a steep mountain road.
His clothes had long been torn and were wet with sweat and stuck to his body. His face had long been assimilated with mud, and his original appearance could not be seen.
As he climbed, he scanned the messy trees around him. When he saw a tree he didn't see, he stepped forward and peeled off the bark, tied it with a cloth strip, marked it, and put it in the bamboo basket behind him. Then he tied the bamboo basket with the cloth strip. Because the bamboo basket is now filled with bark and is about to leak out.
Finally, he was so tired that he sat down to rest for a while. When he got up again, he felt dizzy, unstable, and rolled down the mountain.
When he woke up again, it was getting dark. He felt bad. If he didn't go down the mountain while it was getting dark, it would be hard to find his way when it got dark. If he got lost, he would be afraid to stay in this old forest at night. It was about to kill someone. He stood up with difficulty holding on to the tree next to him. Just as he was about to find a way down the mountain, he noticed that the tree next to him was also something he had never seen before. Although it did not bloom or bear fruit, he would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let it go. Kazuki's attitude made him peel off the skin again.
It was so pitiful that when the last drop of light left the earth, he came down the mountain.
At night, when Wang Zhi saw him in the brightly lit patient camp, he almost didn't recognize him.
"Fat man?"
Wang Zhi stepped forward and looked at the beggar clay figurine in front of him. He was a little surprised and said: "How did it look like this?"
"Oh, don't talk about it. I fell down while climbing the mountain and almost ended up in the old forest."
Uncle Xu waved his hand slightly, with a bitter look on his face, then took off the bamboo basket behind his back and handed it to the student who specialized in classifying and marking it.
The student numbly and skillfully took out stacks of familiar tree bark from the bamboo basket and put them aside. Occasionally he encountered one or two that he was not sure about, and after smelling them, he put them aside. As expected, they were all repeated. of.
There were many students and sages from the Juxian Hall who went out to look for bark. Except for the first two days, there were many barks that were not repeated and were marked with numbers. Most of the barks that were recovered later were duplicates.
Finally, he took out a pile of bark, looked around, smelled it, and finally took a lick. After confirming that it was something he had never seen before, he wrapped it in a clean cloth, and then wrapped it in the cloth. Write a number on it: nine hundred and thirty-one.
After handing the bark number 931 to the student who was responsible for making soup, he stopped paying attention and continued to sit down and distinguish.
…
The next morning, the patient camp once again welcomed hundreds of infected patients. Wang Zhi lay in the tent and squinted for a while before being awakened by the commotion outside.
He walked out of the tent and looked at many patients lying feebly on the ground outside. There was not enough shelter to accommodate them, and they had no intention of sleeping.
Enduring his sleepiness, he called Wang Gui over and asked Zhao Dexian why he hadn't arranged for anyone to build a shed.
Wang Gui pointed to the shed where patients were isolated. His meaning was very clear. Zhao Dexian had also collapsed.
Wang Zhi wanted to visit the patient's shed, but was blocked by Wang Gui. In the end, Wang Zhi wrapped his mouth and nose with fine cloth and entered the shed.
He knew that this kind of fine cloth was of little use, so Liao Zuo felt comforted.
Wang Zhi carefully identified the patients lying on the straw mats one by one. Finally he saw Zhao Dexian, walked up to him, knelt down and touched his head, and sighed deeply.
"Master's house..."
Zhao Dexian woke up and struggled to get up and salute when he saw Wang Zhi.
When Wang Zhi stopped him, he looked into his eyes and asked, "Do you regret it?"
"I do not regret!"
Zhao Dexian shook his head, his voice weak but firm.
"My master, there is no need to mourn for me."
Zhao Dexian looked at the sad face of his master, and forced a smile and said: "I have done countless evil things in the past ten years. Today's disaster can be regarded as evil retribution. During this period of following the master, I The most fulfilling and valuable time in my life was when my master allowed me to find the meaning of living in this world. It’s a pity that I have to pay off my debt even if I don’t allow it to be paid off.”
"Recuperate with peace of mind. Your life can't be worth anything to anyone. You still have no children, so you can only repay the debt you owe."
Wang Zhi's comforting words are always so original, but Zhao Dexian obviously likes this, and he also had a glimmer of hope after hearing this, "I believe that the master can find a cure for malaria. The master is born to be a saint who saves the people of Ming Dynasty." .”
Saint?…
Wang Zhi smiled bitterly, and when he saw a student coming to look for him, he comforted Zhao Dexian for a few words, then got up and left.
The student carefully approached Wang Zhi and whispered in his ear, "Master Wang, when I was giving the medicine just now, I found that five people had died last night."
Wang Zhi was stunned when he heard this, and his face turned extremely ugly for a moment, but he did not ask the reason. He had known that such a moment would happen, but he did not expect that it would happen so quickly with the help of Qinghao Decoction.
"These people all had old illnesses before contracting the disease."
The student took the initiative to explain, and Wang Zhi's expression softened a little.
"Try not to disturb others and give him a good burial."
Wang Zhi gave a simple instruction and walked out of the shed, letting out a deep breath in the morning sunshine.
The sun is still the same sun, but this world is no longer the original world.
"Wang Zhi!"
A female voice sounded, her tone harsh and full of anger.
"Xiao Ru, you're here, the medicine has been prepared for you."
Wang Zhi knew why she stopped calling him uncle, but he didn't know why she was angry. Even if she was angry, it should be her own fault, okay?
"Come here!"
After Xiaoru finished speaking, she walked away angrily. She still didn't listen to her wife's words. After thinking about it all night, she decided to come to Wang Zhi on her own. She had to come and ask clearly.
She and Mrs. Cao had been following Wang Erlang for several days, and she had some understanding of his character. From the perspective of a bystander, she felt that there might be a misunderstanding in this matter, but he must have said unfeeling words, so She had to come and ask.
If things were as the little lady said, then she would have to scold this bitch on behalf of the little lady before she could relieve her anger.
Wang Zhi scratched his head, a little confused, but still followed.
"Say! Why did you say such things to my little lady yesterday!" Xiaoru walked to the side where no one was around and asked.
"Huh?" Wang Zhi became even more puzzled after hearing this.
He and Mrs. Cao didn't say a few words yesterday, and in the end he left sadly. Why did this girl come to question him...
"I don't quite understand what you mean." Wang Zhi shook his head.
"You're still pretending!"
Xiao Ru almost pointed at his nose and scolded him, "Did you say you wanted to exchange your engagement with the lady!"
"Yeah." Wang Zhi nodded.
"Sure enough, I was wrong about you, and so was I. You are a ruthless and heartless man, a villain who only seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages!"
When Xiaoru saw Wang Zhi nodding, he became a little angry for a moment, and started to curse without even asking the reason.
Wang Erlang was scolded inexplicably, and he was a little angry, so he replied: "You little girl is so ignorant. It is obvious that your little lady has always looked down on me. I wanted to change my appointment, but you came to scold me." I don’t think that makes sense.”
Xiaoru was a little stunned when he heard what he said, but seemed to be close to the answer, and rushed to reply: "How is it possible? My little lady is so interested in you, how can she want to exchange for a fixed post!"
Wang Zhi couldn't help but sneer when he heard this, pointed to his nose and asked, "Your little lady is interested in me? Are you sure it's me? You haven't woken up yet and you recognized the wrong person!"
Only then did Xiaoru remember that his wife really had no favorable impression of the young man in front of him before. He probably didn't know about being watched these days, so he bit the bullet and said, "Then tell me, how is my wife doing?" Did he tell you that he wanted to change his post?"
"she says!……"
Wang Zhi was angry at first, and then stunned. What did she say? Wang Zhi remembered it. She only said that she had something to say to herself...
