Immortal Voices

Rong Xian handed the prescription to Mrs. Wang and said carefully: "You don't need to drink if you don't cough. Don't worry about fish and shrimps. Don't worry, it will be fine soon."

Mrs. Wang was very pleased to hear what she said. No wonder everyone said that Doctor Rong had the best medical skills in the world. All the quack doctors could not cure themselves.

After getting the prescription, she didn't bother Dr. Rong to see the doctor, and immediately followed the girl-in-law and left.

On the roof of the medicine hall, Yun Youfeng was lying on his back with his knife, his face was very relaxed, and even that smirk became warm.

Listening to Rong Xian's warm voice soothing every patient, there is no half impatience and boredom. He couldn't help thinking that this world is really incredible. There are such wicked and wicked villains as Qingbo, but there is also such a pure and pure Good people.

It is also because of the presence of people like Rong Xian that people feel warmth and hope.

After Rong Xian watched all the patients, night fell and the city of Broken Leaves was quiet.

She leaned on the seat, rubbing her sour wrists, rubbing and seemed to be unable to resist the drowsiness and fell asleep on the table.

In the eyes of everyone, Rong Xian is a doctor who is not a good warrior. He has been busy all day without even drooling. At this time, if you are still energetic, you might as well tell others that she has a problem.

Rong Xian was lying on the table as if she was asleep. In fact, she immersed most of her mind and tried to motivate the essence of the sword emperor in the heart. There were clouds and winds. Her safety did not need to worry, she only left a trace of awareness to pay attention to the outside Case.

In my ears is the sound of the heart's slow beating.

Each beat can assimilate a trace of blood, and the strong seal also loosens a minute, until the blood in the body is completely transformed, the seal is automatically released, and then her strength is restored.

Only when she is strong enough does she not fear anyone.

The candlelight shook, and Yun Youfeng came in through the window and saw Rong Xian Meiyu fell asleep with a little tiredness.

He was silent for a long time, and took a thin blanket from the back bedroom to cover her gently.

I sorted the papers on the table to record the condition of each person, and after finishing finishing, I looked at the medicines missing in the medicine cabinet and registered them.

When he was busy, he woke up Rong Xian: "Rong Xian, go home to sleep, and you will sleep cold here."

Being too tired is more likely to get sick, and Rong Xian does not have a strong aura of protection like him and San Niang.

When Rong Xian heard his voice, his heart moved, and he seemed to be confused because he slept. His voice was dumb: "If I don't go home, I don't have a home."

Yun Youfeng's breathing was stagnant, and she looked subconsciously at her arm, and the pale, transparent stone made his heart tremble.

He slammed his hands on Rong Xian's sleeping hole, watching that even if he fell asleep, there was a layer of warm and soft breath all over his body, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Human, you still can't do bad things." Yun Youfeng murmured, reached out and picked up the man, and quickly returned to the wine shop.

When the sun shone inside the house, Rong Xian returned to his consciousness and opened his eyes.

After a brief meal, she went to Wei'an Medicine Hall full of energy. She visited the clinic for three days. By the fourth day, there were not so many people, and the critically ill patients had already seen it, and the doctors here for the remaining minor diseases could handle it.

At this time, she picked up the list of patients who could not get out of bed and could not get out of bed.

Yun Youfeng reluctantly followed, thinking that this person could relax for a few days, but did not expect to work harder than the previous three days.

She went to four homes a day, her busy feet were not touching the ground.

On the second day of the visit, she saw the last patient and passed a tea treatment while walking back with her medicine box on her back, listening to the tea drinkers discussing something together.

"I mean seriously, my uncle escaped from Sunny Town, where the plague was rampant, many people have died and the city has been sealed."

"Ah, no, we haven't heard of it here."

"Of course we won't hear about it here, the city is closed, and all the insiders are locked in. Where did you hear from, I wouldn't know the news if my aunt was going out an hour earlier."

The two sitting at the tea table were spitting, and Rong Xian, who heard the news, paused, Mei Yu came over with anxiety: "Two little brothers, disturbed."

The boy in the gray shirt put down the tea bowl and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Rong Xian said with a little embarrassment: "I just accidentally heard what my brother said, and I want to ask my brother, did a plague really occur in Sunny Town?"

The boy nodded, and said earnestly, "Of course, this is what my uncle himself said. What do you ask? Do you have any relatives in Sunny Town?"

Rong Xian shook her head, touching the medicine box and said, "I'm a doctor. I heard that there was a plague and I couldn't help worrying about the people there."

"Doctor? Any other doctor is willing to go now, if you go, you will die." The teenager said sadly.

Rong Xian frowned and smiled warmly: "No, they will definitely survive."

Having said that, she hurriedly walked towards the wine shop, preparing to organize things to go to Sunny Town.

After she left, the two who were still talking about the plague looked at each other, turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

In a secluded alley, the two arched toward the man in the dark: "Master, it's done."

A figure came out in the shadow. He was wearing a coachman's clothes, and the doll's face was full of killing: "I see, let's go back."

At this time, Rong Xian, who was returning to the wine shop, was busy organizing things, but she looked indifferently to the slightest anxiety.

Yun Youfeng has always been with Rong Xian and heard the two people talking.

Now standing at the door, watching Rong Xian's eagerness to sort things out, she couldn't help but said, "Even if you're in a hurry, just go away for a while. You've been running for so many days. "

Rong Xian turned back, the calm look on his face had been replaced by anxiety and worry: "How can you not be in a hurry, saving people like fire, plague is no other disease, it is dead all the time, I can go a little early Save one. "

During the conversation, she had packed her things, carried two pieces of clothes for change, and was ready to go out with a medicine box.

Yun Youfeng wanted to stop people but there was no reason. He was worried when he heard the plague, but he always felt something wrong. He couldn't tell what was wrong with him, so he just followed him stupidly.

At the door, Lou Sanniang was delivering wine to the guests. When she saw the gesture of the two, she stepped forward and asked, "Rong Xian, where are you and Youfeng going?"