Before they set out, Yuanqiu and his party drank the medicine to avoid poison, soaked the cloth towel that covered their mouth and nose with medicine, and put on their hands the silk gloves made by Yuanqiu.

But no matter how full it is, I can't help but be shocked when I look at the terrible situation in front of me.

If heaven has eyes and God has spirit, how can this tragedy happen in this peaceful world.

Chen county magistrate from the city, behind him, in addition to two entourage, empty, that originally heroic face, full of helpless guilt.

He arched his hand to Yuanqiu and King Jing: "the lower officials are incompetent, they can't bring the doctor."

Yuanqiu sighed, gently shook his head, eyes full of yuannai: "since ancient times, human selfishness, in the face of life and death, righteousness, virtue, are not important." As in previous lives, no matter how miserable or pitiful the patients suffering from AIDS are, few doctors are willing to accept them. Life is precious and life is beautiful. Who will gamble on his own life for an unrelated person?

Chen county magistrate was shameless and sighed: "in ordinary times, he is full of righteousness. When something happens, he shrinks. It's really hateful."

Zhu Yan waved his hand: "they have the right to choose. It's not their fault to sweep the snow in front of the door. This is human nature."

Yuan Qiu looked at them and found that she was the only one who knew medicine. It would be even more difficult to teach these people to use syringes to give medicine. This kind of medical skill did not belong to this dynasty, and not everyone had this talent.

When she was helpless, the sound of horse's hoof kicking sounded. She looked sideways, but saw a humble carriage coming from far away. After that carriage, four or five riders, men and women, all with dust on their faces, seemed to have been on the road for many days.

The carriage stopped in front of the carriage in Yuanqiu and stretched out a pair of white and slender hands from the dark curtain. The hands were so familiar.

A head stretched out from behind the curtain, and the peach blossom eyes were full of a faint smile.

"Song Ning?" Yuan Qiu pick eyebrow, she did not expect, song Ning will appear here.

Zhu Yan frowns. He doesn't know why song Ning appears here. He just feels uncomfortable.

Song Ning stepped out of the carriage on the footstool brought by the coachman and went straight to Yuanqiu. He was thin and tall enough to compare with Zhu Yan, especially his back.

Song Ning, who is so thin, has a romantic charm, which is enough to capture the girl's heart.

Song Ning came to Xia Yuanqiu, as if in his eyes, there was only Xia Yuanqiu, nothing else.

"What are you doing here?" Zhu Yan subconsciously step forward, standing in front of Xia Yuanqiu, trying to block his gaze at Xia Yuanqiu.

as like as two peas, he finally turned his eyes on Zhu Yan and looked at the face which was quite similar to himself. He looked at those eyes that were almost identical to himself. He had a slight trace of his mouth, showing a hint of sarcasm: "where is the legs of song, and how can we still report it to his royal highness?"

Zhu Yan cold hum: "you come all the way, is it to fight with me?"

Song Ning smile, smile light, but twinkle cool eyes: "nature is not."

Xia Yuanqiu stepped out from behind Zhu Yan and said to song Ning, "are you coming all the way here to help me?"

Xia Yuanqiu's eyes fall on the middle-aged men and women behind song Ning. They are not martial men, but more unusual people. Like her and song Ning, they all exude a faint fragrance of medicine, which is the characteristic of being associated with medicine all the year round.

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