The Lord who use immortals as food

When the rain stopped, the first ray of morning light also shone on the pier.

The strict winter prison is buried underground and has been operating under Shenjing's security system for nine years. Now that the victims have been brought to light, and with conclusive evidence, the Taiping Cao Gang no longer has any barriers.

Di Jiu, who was famous for being the one who took on the case alone, is now sitting in a wheelchair, leaning in front of the case, checking everything that has been reported.

Pei Ye, who had bandaged a little to stop the bleeding, leaned to the side: "Is there anything else that slipped through the net?"

Di Jiu shook his head: "I'll teach you to kill all the big ones. Just some small fish and shrimps, just let them go."

He turned his head and glanced at Pei Ye: "When I sent you here, I wanted to add a head from the Immortal Terrace, but I didn't have the authority. Lord Tong only said that you would be of great use when necessary, but I didn't expect it to be such a use. "

"Is it good to use?"

"It's easy to use, it's easy to use." Di Jiu sighed softly, but when he saw that the two people's faces were generally pale and sickly, he couldn't help but smile, "Although they both almost met the King of Hell, I suffered so much It seems less than you."

Pei Ye also smiled: "I haven't recovered my true energy yet, and I look weak. I will get better in a few hours; but if you want to stand up and walk, it will probably take several decades or months."

"..." Di Jiu lowered his head and flipped through the book, "The miracle doctor at Taishan Yaolu said that he will be well within half a month."

Pei Ye raised his neck "Oh" and paused: "Taishan Yaolu is indeed an excellent medical skill, but the charges are too expensive."

"." Di Jiu looked at him strangely, "Are you short of money?"

"Living in Chang'an is not easy."

The two chatted until a few clerks from outside the courtyard came in carrying the dock account books from the West Hall. Several small piles of books fell heavily on the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Di Jiu put down his pen and nodded with satisfaction: "There are many things that can be gleaned from this exchange."

Pei Ye's expression changed slightly, remembering the memory of searching the account books in Xiangzhou City, he covered his arms and left, boarding the carriage waiting outside the hospital.

The Taiping Cao Gang was such a large organization that it would take two or three days to sort out the bone veins from its corpses. Pei Ye planned to just sit back and go directly to the Xiuwen Museum after two days to ask for the results.

As for this moment, I still really have to go to the medical clinic first.

Although it was said that he felt much better after recovering his true energy, this was based on his experience in fighting with serious injuries. Although the injury at this time was not fatal, it was definitely not serious - for example, within at least ten days, he was only Can hold a sword in his left hand.

Following Di Jiu's instructions, Pei Ye came to Xiuxianfang East Street. The nearest Taishan Yaolu Medical Building was indeed located here. It looked very similar to Shaolong Mansion. It was also on the seventh floor. Pei Ye walked into the lobby. The external wounds on his body were too conspicuous, so a doctor immediately came to inquire and introduced him to the quiet room on the fifth floor.

It was still a reassuring environment. When the heavy wooden door was closed, there was only silence. There were no windows, so a few bright candles provided moderate light. After entering his name and taking a blood sample, the doctor asked him to wait, saying that he would soon be assigned a suitable person to treat him.

Pei Ye lay on the clean bed and waited quietly. He was already somewhat familiar with this special-shaped bed. It was very comfortable to lie on and it was also convenient to hand over certain parts of the body. He thought about these thoughtful measures. , couldn't help but sigh at the staggering medical fee.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, the door behind him was finally pushed open, and light and clean footsteps walked in.

Pei Ye lay down and said in a low voice: "Doctor, can you give me a list of the total expenses here later?"

Then pay Xu Chuo or Sansi, he thought.

Then a girl's plain voice came from behind: "You have been here in Shenjing for more than ten days, and are you still so poor?"

Pei Ye stiffened and slowly turned around.

Behind him, Qu Xin was lowering his head to take out a needle. He was still wearing a simple light gray long coat, his slightly parted hair was pulled up, and his young, cold, and clean face seemed to be chatting away.

Pei Ye was silent for a moment, turned around, and lay on the bed again: "Why are you here?"

"You are my uncured patient, so of course I came to Shenjing with you." Qu Xin washed his hands carefully and put on cold hand clothes, "But I waited for you in the Shenjing Medical Building for ten days, and you didn't Didn’t come back.”

Pei Ye was startled and opened his mouth. At this moment, he remembered that when he climbed onto the Jade Sword Platform alone, he did not tell the girl. Later, he came to Shenjing with an injury. After being released from prison, he felt better. Qi Zhaohua arranged to receive the medicinal stone, but he never thought that she would follow him. He waited in the hospital building for ten days without knowing his whereabouts.

He also left the hospital building as a patient. After finishing his work, he should have returned to the hospital building.

The young man was a little moved, but not too embarrassed, and said: "Then you don't have to run so far."

"No," Qu Xin said flatly, "you didn't return the medical pavilion when you left Shaolong Medical Building. I left you three more days, and I have to pay for another twenty-one taels of silver."

".Are you sick?"

Qu Xin stepped forward, waved his hand and filled a basin of water: "Take off your clothes."

Pei Ye took off his shirt in a depressed manner, revealing the valgus flesh and twisted arms, and whispered: "The right arm is broken and smashed; there are knife wounds on the abdomen and back, deep and shallow, reaching the bone, and there are several internal injuries."

Qu Xin put his cold hands on his back, which was hot due to injury, and the gentle Qi spread through his body, and recorded the injury with his other hand.

"So you happen to be in this hospital building?"

"No, they knew you called me after you arrived." Qu Xin said, "You are someone I have recorded. If you are injured in the future and come to Taishan Medicine House, I will treat you first."

".You seem a bit unauthorized."

"I don't record every person I've treated, it's because your physique is special."

"What's so special about my physique?"

"Easy to save."

"."

"And you get injured all the time, every time is different."

Pei Ye suspected that he heard a hint of satisfaction from this tone, but he didn't have time to question it, because the girl soon put a small pill to his lips. Pei Ye recognized it, it was used to numb patients before surgery. He opened his mouth and swallowed it, and soon fell asleep.

When he woke up again, all the wounds had been properly wrapped, and his body felt warm and lazy. It must be that he took something internally.

Qu Xin was boiling a pot of small medicine next to him while studying medical books.

Even though it always made him roll his eyes, he had to admit that the girl's medical skills were simply amazing. Pei Ye waved his right arm slightly, and he felt that he could hold a sword.

"After treating me, will you go back to Shaolong?" Pei Ye tilted his head.

"Well, there are some herbs from several states I want to see." Qu Xin didn't look up, "But I often go back to Shenjing. There are many difficult cases here, and people don't owe me money for consultation."

"." Pei Ye pretended not to understand, "Then if you go back to Shaolong, please bring me a letter."