Sick Prince Rescue Plan

After Su Qiancheng entered the room, there was a smell of sour and bitter smell on his face. He continued walking without changing his face, looking at a few old people and a young man in the room, his gaze swept across their faces, and he realized that There is really no pustule.

This is very abnormal. If it is a general infectious disease, if the pustule is long, it is impossible to avoid the face and grow to other places. The pustule is not mature, and you still care about the face of the person.

After looking at it again, to make sure there was no problem on their faces, he turned and went out thoughtfully.

Jun Yuwan and the others saw him standing by the door meditating. They thought they were thinking of something. Zhang Jiu asked impatiently, "What can the genius doctor see?"

Su Qiancheng raised his head and looked at him, "Have you ever noticed, are there pustules on the faces of the dead?"

Zhang Jiu was startled, and scratched his hair, "Pustule?"

He searched in his mind, but he really didn't pay much attention...

An old grandmother leaning against the wall and basking in the sun suddenly said, "Pustules...no, their faces were clean when they died."

"Aunt Li, how do you know?"

Zhang Jiu looked at the old grandma curiously, and seeing her old and muddy eyes staring at Su Qiancheng, he hurriedly introduced: "This is the genius doctor Su, the genius doctor Su with a brilliant silver needle."

Aunt Li appeared to be in her seventies, with silver hair, deep wrinkles on her face, and her eyelids drooping down, she looked lacklustre.

I heard that the handsome young man in front of me was Doctor Su, she opened her eyes curiously, her muddy eyeballs seemed to tell if this person was real.

After a few glances, she laughed, "I'm old and have bad eyesight. I haven't seen it clearly after watching it for a long time, but it looks delicate."

Su Qiancheng raised his eyebrows, and he refused to accept the word delicate.

Aunt Li didn't care about his reaction, but was very curious about what he said, "How do you ask this?"

Su Qiancheng pointed to the people around him, "They are all sick, but there are no pustules on their faces. Isn't this unusual?"

Hearing what he said, Zhang Jiu turned his head abruptly and almost twisted his neck. He hadn't noticed before, but now it is really like this!

"Mr. Su is really extraordinary, I haven't noticed this kind of thing! However, Aunt Li, how can you be sure that those who died are like this?"

Aunt Li sighed leisurely, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on her face, bringing out a warm color, "When those people left, I wiped their faces. They are so dirty when they are alive. Decent and decent."

Her speech speed was extremely slow and the content was heavy. When her voice fell, everyone was speechless for a long time.

Su Qiancheng was the first to react, and said, "Thank you very much."

Aunt Li waved her hand nonchalantly, "If you can cure them, I would like to thank you."

"What are you talking about? Aunt Li, what about you?"

Zhang Jiu looked at her disapprovingly, but saw relief on her face.

"I have lived for so many years. I have lived long enough. It makes no difference if I die early and die one day at a time. I have no children or grandchildren. I come and go naked without worry. It's good."

Zhang Jiu opened his mouth and looked at her face, but couldn't say anything to comfort him.

In the end, I could only follow Xiao Jinshao and the others with great thought.

After making a round in the resettlement area, all of them had their own plans. After returning, they called for the commander of the garrison guarding the city.