Talk about the world of mortals in detail

More than half a month has passed since the last trial of Hong Wei in heaven.

The situation in Dengzhou City is also much better than before. Although they are still giving porridge every day, at least many people's homes have been cleaned up, and the city has become somewhat like a state city.

After all, Dengzhou is the center of disaster relief, and Dengzhou City, which was not too damaged, is also the face of disaster relief. Even a capable minister like Li Qian still needs face.

However, Li Qian and the Chu family's father and son are still very busy at work. On the surface, the flood is over, but the water recedes does not mean that the disaster is over. In fact, the test is still very severe.

Moreover, major construction after a major disaster also requires a plan. Although this part cannot be completely undertaken by the court, at least some plans for the city need to be established.

In a medical clinic called Renjitang in Dengzhou City, Yi Shuyuan and an old doctor sat together to treat people.

In such a catastrophic situation, of course, no consultation fee is charged. As for the medicinal materials, sorry, they are too scarce and can only be given to the most urgent people.

There were not many people in the medical center at the moment, and most of the patients who came in the morning were the old doctor and Yi Shuyuan who had checked their pulses and either performed acupuncture or massage. There was really no medicine.

An old woman walked to the door of the medical center and saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old apprentice carefully cleaning the counter and medicine cabinet. Drawers soaked in water were cleaned individually and left to dry at the door of Renji Hall.

The apprentice's movements are very meticulous. Although the counter has been cleaned once, there is still mud left in some corners. This is a medical center, so it is best not to have any dirt. Wrap the linen buckles with bamboo skewers and buckle them little by little and wipe them clean. clean.

Seeing this situation, the old woman was mentally prepared, but she still opened her mouth and asked expectantly into the medical center.

"Doctor, is there any medicine? My child's high fever won't go away. I have money!"

The old woman took out a silver hairpin from her arms and quickly stuffed it back into her arms.

The apprentice stood up and looked behind him. The old doctor over there was wiping his sweat with a piece of cloth. He shook his head helplessly.

Yi Shuyuan, who had just come from the backyard carrying a bucket, also heard the woman's words and sighed.

"The new medicinal materials haven't arrived yet. Take your child to the hospital. It may be able to help reduce his labor pain and fever."

"He can't get out of bed."

The woman looked a little sad. Yi Shuyuan frowned slightly, looked at the old doctor, then looked at the old woman and responded.

"Well, tell me where you live, and I will make a visit to your home in the afternoon."

"Hey, thank you, doctor, thank you, doctor!"

The old woman left her address and left with a lot of gratitude.

As soon as the old woman left, the apprentice couldn't help but complain helplessly.

"Medicine, medicine, medicine, we all need medicine, but we don't have it either. Why doesn't the imperial court send more medicinal materials? Master, Mr. Yi, if this continues, how can our medical center survive?"

"Hold on as long as you can!"

As the old doctor said this, he started wiping his sweat again. Yi Shuyuan slipped out a folding fan from his sleeve, unfolded it and handed it to him. The latter fanned himself a few times, and not only did he feel much cooler, but a cool breeze seemed to blow up in the hospital.

At this time, a voice came from the street outside the hospital.

"It is now extremely difficult for the imperial court to ensure smooth flow of food routes. Medicinal materials are much more valuable than grain, and are much easier to handle among the people. Even the imperial court cannot keep gouging merchants. A cart of grain is as heavy as silver, and a cart of medicinal materials is as heavy as silver. It’s more expensive than gold.”

The owner of the voice was Li Qian, the imperial envoy for disaster relief. However, he was not wearing official uniform, and there were only two people accompanying him. One of them looked like a master of martial arts in plain clothes, and the other was Chu Hang. When they saw Li Qian, the three people in the medical center People saluted one after another.

"I've met Mr. Li!"

Li Qian and the people around him also returned the favor. Chu Hang behind him breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Yi Shuyuan was still here. As long as Mr. Yi is here, Mr. Li's health should not have any major problems.

"You don't have to be polite, Mr. Cheng and Mr. Yi. I came here specifically to see a doctor today. I'm having trouble with my legs, so I came to see you guys."

Although what Li Qian just said is exaggerated, it also explains the current situation to a certain extent.

Food is okay, and medicinal materials are not difficult to collect. The existing ones must be given priority to areas with the most patients. Dengzhou City is not in a serious situation.

The old doctor smiled bitterly.

"I am helpless. I can only ask Mr. Yi to stretch my meridians for you."

"My lord, please!"

Yi Shuyuan said, rolling up his sleeves and walking towards a bed in the medical center.

As soon as Li Qian lay down, Yi Shuyuan checked his pulse. Judging from the pulse, Li Qian was weak, probably due to overwork. He didn't waste any time and directly massaged Li Qian's acupuncture points.

On the other side, the old doctor walked to the door and looked at the sky. Under the bright sun, the weather was also extremely hot.

"The weather has been abnormal after the great disaster. It's almost a cold dew, but this day is even hotter than before. Sir, have the corpses everywhere been properly disposed of?"

Li Qian lay on the bed with his brows furrowed.

"In the past month, many people have claimed the bodies and buried them themselves. The rest will be burned if they can, and buried if they can, hiss."

Li Qian couldn't help but inhale due to the strain on his legs, while Yi Shuyuan kept moving his hands and turned to look outside the medical center, his expression also slightly serious.

"The floods have just receded. It's humid and hot. In addition, many corpses have not been disposed of in time. There is a fear of epidemics! Dengzhou City is actually not bad. In some places, the victims are too concentrated."

Li Qian's heart skipped a beat. He had almost never had a good rest since fighting the disaster for more than a month. He was busy with endless things every day. He was worried about the epidemic, but compared with the previous things, he could only lag behind. But now But we have to pay more attention to it.

As a craftsman on the front line of disaster relief, Chu Hang explained to Li Qian on the side.

"There is nothing we can do about it. Some places are completely flooded. It's good to have a place to shelter from the wind and rain. Recently, many people have begun to return to their hometowns. It will take time to rebuild their homes. It's better to be hotter than cold."

"yes!"

Li Qian sighed, to this day, the smugness he had when he came was only left with endless fatigue. He often couldn't sleep all night long, and he could only try his best to achieve perfection.

Regarding the emperor's requirement of writing a memorial every three days, Li Qian was often a little overwhelmed. After all, there really wasn't that much to write.

But Li Qian still had to pretend to be confident, after all, he was the backbone of the entire Lingdong disaster relief effort.

Yi Shuyuan gathered some Qi on his fingertips and gently kneaded the meridians for Li Qian. The latter's expression gradually relaxed and he fell asleep on the bed without realizing it.

Yi Shuyuan stood up at this moment and looked at Chu Hang and the guard.

"You two should also take a rest. The adult should wake up in the afternoon. He is just too tired."

"Thank you very much, Mr. Yi!"

The guard and Chu Hang saluted Yi Shuyuan together, and the latter smiled.

"It's not easy for you two. You can take a nap."

In the lobby of the medical center, in addition to beds, there are several recliners. These were prepared when there were many patients, and they have not been removed now.

The guard naturally declined, and Chu Hang was not in the mood to rest.

"If you don't want to sleep, I need to take a nap!"

The old doctor Cheng Luo lay down on the recliner on the side, fanned Yi Shuyuan, and gradually closed his eyes.

“Dong-dong-dong-dong-dong.”

A burst of drum sound came from the sky. Chu Hang was startled. He hurriedly ran to the door of the medical center and looked at the sky. Vaguely, he seemed to be able to see vague ripples in the sky. Looking closer, it seemed like an illusion, but the drum sound was still there. echoing in the ears.

"Mr. Chu, what's wrong?"

The guard also walked to Chu Hang and subconsciously looked at the sky. There seemed to be nothing unusual.

"Didn't you hear that?"

"What did you hear?"

"It sounds like a drumbeat"

As Chu Hang said this, he suddenly realized something and turned sideways to look inside the medical center.

"What kind of drum sound? There is none."

The guard was talking on the side, and in Chu Hang's sight, Yi Shuyuan was slowly putting down his rolled-up sleeves and looking at him calmly.

"People in Dengzhou and even people all over Lingdong are spreading rumors that this flood may have been caused by a demon dragon, and that a god from heaven captured the demon. Yi is thinking about how to write this into the Lingdong flood. in the book."

Yi Shuyuan smiled as he said this.

"What Mr. Chu just said reminded Yi that if the heaven wants to execute the demon dragon, it will definitely beat the drum and shake the sky, so it will be recorded in the book!"

Chu Hang's eyes slowly widened. Could Mr. Yi's words mean that the demon dragon was about to be executed in the sky?

Hui Mian's voice also reached Yi Shuyuan's ears at this moment.

"Sir, why don't we go up and have a look?"

"If I don't go, I have a reason not to go."

Without opening his mouth, Yi Shuyuan murmured in response to Hui Mian, then walked to the door and looked up at the sky. Chu Hang also looked at the sky again.

"If there is really a god who executes the demon dragon, it should be in that direction!"

Yi Shuyuan pointed to the southwest. Chu Hang and the guard also looked there subconsciously. Even the apprentice from the medical center ran out and looked at the sky.

There are several versions of the story about the dragon in the great water. The young apprentice heard Yi Shuyuan talk about some "ideas" occasionally, and was quite interested in it.

"Why that?"

The young apprentice asked, and Yi Shuyuan glanced at him.

"The rest of the sky is unobstructed, but there are clouds there. Why do you think it is?"

The young apprentice scratched his head.

"makes sense."

——

At this moment, the cloud platform outside the heaven extended, and a god held a seemingly small and delicate platform in his palm, slowly walking on the cloud.

As the god reached out and threw it, the table in his hand suddenly fell towards the clouds with a ray of light and turned into a huge high platform.

The high platform is shining brightly. There is a stone beam on the top of two huge stone pillars carved with dragon shapes. The words engraved on it are blooming. It is - Dragon Slaying Platform!

"Dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong"

Several gods in the clouds beat the drums together, and the sound of the drums shook the sky and spread to all directions.

The pale-faced Hong Wei was escorted by the gods to the high platform. When he saw the three characters "剉龙台", Hong Wei's whole body collapsed.

"No - no - don't kill me - don't kill me - Heavenly Emperor, have mercy on me - Heavenly Emperor, have mercy on me - Dragon Lord - Dragon Lord save me - father - grandpa -"

Hong Wei shouted sternly and tried to awaken his magic power, but no matter how hard he struggled, he was quickly carried to the dragon-slaying platform.

The two gods stood on the head of the cloud and just pushed Hong Wei forward. He fell from the head of the cloud. Before he hit the ground, chains suddenly shot out from the dragon-slaying platform.

In an instant, Hong Wei was entangled in chains and felt a tearing pain all over his body.

"Ahhh. Moo, moo."

Lieutenant Hong in the chains unexpectedly appeared as a dragon involuntarily, and a scaly dragon struggled painfully on the dragon cutting platform while being entangled in chains.

"Moo, please forgive me."

Suddenly, the sound of dragon roar came.

"hold head high--"

The gods and men around them all looked into the distance, and saw several dragons flying into the sky, and soon they arrived at the outskirts of the cloud platform. The leader was an old dragon, and there was a female dragon that screamed shrilly before they even got close.

"Wei'er - Wei'er -"