The General Is As Urgent as Law

"Old General, he ..." Min Qiu spoke in silence, wanting to inquire about the situation inside, he didn't know how to speak properly. Now even if Xue Ziqin hangs his head, he can see the face full of surprise and consternation.

"I don't know." After a few breaths, Xue Ziqin said so, then he looked up, staring at the empty sky without clouds or the sun, as if thinking of something, said quickly: "Zhong Yi ... Zhong Yi? Did Zhong Yi come back with him? "He said, turning to look at Min Qiu, very anxious.

Min Qiu heard and thought for a while: "... in! Outside the city, in the garrison."

"South or north?"

"No, at the time he said that he had old knowledge in Xiangcheng, so he lived with his friend." Min Qiudao, "Zhong Yi has a close relationship with the old general, so he went."

Xue Ziqin eagerly put Min Qiu on his shoulders and asked aloud: "Where? Where is his friend?"

"In ... the medical hall in the south of the city, it's called ... called ..." Min Qiu said halfway through, and could not remember the name of the medical hall that Zhong Yi mentioned. Xue Ziqin no longer had patience and turned away.

"General ?!"

"You are guarding here!" Xue Ziqin didn't look back, so he strode away meteorically.

Min Qiu took two steps, and stopped after hearing the words, only to see Xue Ziqin's back disappearing around the corner. He followed Xue Ziqin over the years. From what Xue Ziqin said, he always thought that Xue Ziqin only had to follow Xue Changfeng towards Xue Changfeng and had to obey. More often than not, Xue Ziqin violated the command of the old general, and although he did not cause much trouble, he could indeed see that he was dissatisfied.

But now looking at him so anxiously looking for Zhong Yi, the previous guess seems to have gone wrong, perhaps Xue Ziqin's heart, no matter what, he also regards this uncle as a relative, but he can't see it on weekdays.

He looked back at Xue Changfeng's closed door again. He was accustomed to parting with life and death. The people were still there, and there was never much sadness in his heart.

Mo said that Min Qiu, who had little contact with Xue Changfeng, thought so, even Xue Ziqin himself thought so. For so many years, when talking about relatives and family members, he would think of Mr. Song, and only Mr. Song treated him like he loved his own son.

At that time, he realized that if he can stand out in the future, he will certainly do filial piety for this person who is not a biological father but is superior to a biological father. It's a pity that people are not willing to do so. When General Manager Song died, he was only eight years old, he could do nothing, and even thought he would die from famine.

Then Xue Changfeng rescued him. Although he picked up a life, he was miserable in the barracks. He didn't have Xue Ziqin until today when he came out on top.

Xue Ziqin originally thought that he had only called Xue Changfeng his father because of his life-saving grace.

Today, Xue Changfeng is suddenly in danger, he realized that perhaps his relationship with Xue Changfeng is not as indifferent as expected.

Xue Ziqin frowned, hurrying to the stable and led the horse toward the gate of the general's palace. Cen Liyun is anxiously arranging the big things and small things in the house—Xue Changfeng is probably not working right now. Fu Yang is taking care of it. The affairs in the house should be presided over by the wife of the general, especially Xue Changfeng ’s aftermath. .

She was talking to her servants, and Xue Ziqin pulled the reins and hurried out, happening to pass by her. Cen Liyun subconsciously called her: "General!"

Xue Ziqin didn't seem to hear anything, and his footsteps never stopped. She followed a few steps forward, only to see Xue Ziqin out of the house, so she flew on the horse and left without a trace of hesitation.

There was some pain in the heart like a needle. Cen Liyun shook his head arbitrarily, only now that Xue Ziqin was anxiously unavoidably ignoring her and not thinking about it.

There are only two large medical halls in the south of the city. Since I don't know which one, I asked them one after another. He acted vigorously and was surprised by many passers-by, regardless of whether or not to ask. Until arriving at the first medical hall, Xue Ziqin dismounted and re-entered it, shouted on the counter with a palm and shouted: "Zhong Yi! Zhong Yi! Give me out!"

The shopkeeper of the medical hall looked at him like a man, and his eyes widened in fright. He thought that something was wrong with his own medical hall.

Xue Ziqin reached out and grabbed the other's shirt, and pulled half of the body out of the counter. "Call me Zhong Yi!"

"Son ... the little one doesn't know what Zhong Yi ..."

The shopkeeper's words had just dropped, and his shirt was loose. The fierce son had just left the hospital. He protruded his head, and looked out of the door with some shock. He was gone in a blink of an eye. The shopkeeper shuddered with a sigh: "Who is this, this ..."

With this momentum, Xue Ziqin went to the second medical hall again. As usual, he still couldn't find the trace of Zhong Yi. He let go of the little guy and stood in front of the counter

The doctor in the second medical hall looked at him so anxiously, and did not care about his previous rudeness. Instead, he asked tentatively, "But is this son in a hurry?"

Xue Ziqin had recovered, and looked up at the doctor: "Does the doctor know a person named Zhong Yi?"

"You just asked about it, and the villain has never heard of it."

"Will there be a medical museum near here?"

"In addition to our medical hall, the medical hall in the south of the city has the Furong medical hall on East Street."

"Anymore?"

"And ..." The doctor frowned, thinking, and turned: "There is another very small one, you turn right at the first fork towards East Street, there is a very small medical hall called Yuanlu Medical Hall . "

"Thank you, say goodbye." Xue Ziqin scrambled away and walked away as fast as he came.

He walked over as the doctor said, looking up at the signs along the way, but he didn't see the so-called Yuanlu Medical Center. In desperation, he walked back and forth twice on that street and had to dismount the horse to catch a passerby: "Do you know Yuanlu Medical Hall?"

The passerby looked at him like this

The appearance of the ceremony was very impatient. However, Xue Ziqin was tall, and he was not easy to answer. He was afraid that something would happen, so he pointed at one hand: "Aren't they there?"

Xue Ziqin looked over with his hand-the signboard of Yuanlu Medical Hall, shabby and sloppy, and the characters were very small. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't see it at all. No wonder he hasn't seen this signboard several times before and there. Others' signboards are hanging under the eaves. Only if his signboards seem to be placed casually, they lean against the door.

Xue Ziqin was too late to thank and rushed in, then shouted: "Zhong Yi! Zhong Yi!"

Before the person inside could tell what happened, he had seen an old acquaintance sitting in a chair drinking tea, and beside him was an old man with white hair and long beard.

Zhong Yi suddenly heard someone yelling his name, and subconsciously replied, "Where are the cubs yelling?" After he finished, he fixed his eyes and Xue Ziqin was standing not far away, panting.

"Zhong Yi! Follow me! Hurry!" Xue Ziqin finished, two steps in three steps, in front of Zhong Yi in a blink of an eye, and then grabbed him regardless of him, and clamped it under his arm.

"Xiao Xue, what are you doing! You let me down!" Zhong Yi shouted, "What are you doing with me ?!"

Xue Ziqin walked towards the horse outside, and said, "The old man is in critical condition."

"Wait, you wait!" Zhong Yi struggled and twisted even harder after hearing the words, "Pillbox! Medicinebox!"

No way, Xue Ziqin had to put him down.

Zhong Yi turned around and went inside again. The elderly bearded with a smile on his face seemed not to be surprised by the movement of Xue Ziqin at all.

"Yeah, come to the master to drink tea after the consultation."

"it is good."

"That Yan Sheng entrusted the master to take care of it." Zhong Yi said, and had already gone out. "He's going to play with his friends this time, and he should come before dark."

"Be careful on the road." The elder nodded at him.

Perhaps it was because of the appearance of Zhong Yi. Although he was faintly worried, he was not as chaotic as Xue Ziqin. He looked at Zhong Yi holding things so neatly, but slowly said goodbye to the old man.

Look at the signboard of Yuanlu Medical Hall again, and look at the big place in it-if the old man is the master of Zhong Yi, the medical technique may be very clever. The so-called big hidden in the city, Yomo means this. Ordinary people have seen the broken samples of this medical hall, and they are definitely discouraged, and will not come in to seek medical consultation.

"Let's go." Zhong Yi said, "What's wrong with Old Xue?"

"I don't know ..." Xue Ziqin reached out and grabbed Zhong Yi's waist again, and led him on the horse. Zhong Yi hadn't sat firmly behind him yet. Xue Ziqin's horsewhip had been drawn on the horse's buttocks, and he flew towards the general's palace as if he were about to fly out.

When Xue Ziqin returned to the General Mansion with sweat, he dragged Zhong Yi to Xue Changfeng's bedroom. The two had just come to the door, and a doctor came out of the back with a medicine chest, and ran into a frontal face with Xue Ziqin.

Xue Ziqin just asked, "How is the general?"

The doctor looked at his eager eyes, somewhat bowed his head unbearably, then shook gently, and sighed a long way: "It is old and incompetent ..."

Watching Xue Ziqin so anxious at the beginning, Zhong Yi hadn't realized how critical the situation was. Seeing this doctor's attitude now, he realized that things might be more serious than he thought. He reached out and pushed the man away from the door, humming a "quack doctor", and entered the bedroom.

Fu Yang burst into tears beside him, holding Xue Changfeng's hand. After Zhong Yi passed away, he took Fu Yang's position and skillfully picked up Xue Changfeng's wrist to start pulse. He looked at Xue Changfeng's face while checking his pulse.

The famous general who once succumbed on the battlefield and made the enemy frightened. At the moment, he was angry, white and blue, and his lips were purple, and it was a sign of poison. Re-exploring his pulse, the pulse is bizarre, and it will be interrupted for a while, which is extremely strange.

Zhong Yi opened the medicine chest, felt a needle with an embroidered needle thickness from inside, and quickly pierced each of his ten fingers, saying at the same time: "General you ..."

The pierced finger clearly should have spilled blood, and at this time, the blood overflowing there could not drip.

Xue Changfeng said in a deep voice: "Forget it."

"What's the matter?" Zhong Yi said, "Who poisoned you?"

Fu Yang, who was next to him, looked at the scene in front of him. Perhaps he was in front of an outsider, and he didn't dare to let his emotions out. She sniffed her nose and wiped the tears on her face indiscriminately. Her voice was hoarse: "Three years ago, when I entered the General's Mansion, the poison in the General's Office was still unclear."

"How could it be?" Zhong Yi wondered. "It's impossible. I saw it at that time. It was just a normal poison. After I took the blood and took the medicine, it would be no harm to cultivate for half a year."

Xue Changfeng coughed dryly, and now he even coughs, his internal organs are burning like pain. Finally, he passed by, he said: "In the end, I underestimated Shang Xu."

Zhong Yi heard the words and probed him again. This poison is strange, unlike the toxins that can be produced in Xuanguo. To say it, it is more inclined to the poison of snakes and insects. The strange toxicity makes Zhong Yi frown.

"The doctor doesn't have to be watching, I know what poison is." Fu Yang said, "I have seen similar poisons while traveling. I must have assassinated people on that day. There are two kinds of poisons. Once this poison has entered the bloodstream, It was undetectable until the attack. "

"that……"

"This poison has no solution." Fu Yang said.

Hearing this, Xue Ziqin's face became more difficult to look at, and he growled and said, "Since Shang Xu is dead, I will ask his family to be buried with him." Yu Qi, he turned around and left, as if to go to the former leftist The government killed a lot.

"Qin'er!"

Xue Changfeng shouted, and then began to cough again.

"Right Father ..." Even though Xue Changfeng usually said nothing, he could not listen, but now he can't do it. Hearing Xue Changfeng's uncomfortably coughing sound, Xue Ziqin hurriedly turned around and stepped to the edge of the couch, Shen Sheng shouted at him.