Chapter 102

When they saw the sad scene, they were stabbed in the soft inside and clenched their fists, as if they wanted to rush to tear the pain of those people from their bodies.

Song QingHan's action is very fast, the expression is serious and attentive, even does not give the small worker the time to explain, starts the operation directly.

Fortunately, doctor Shi made a sound in time to appease the frightened workers and explained the discovery that vaccinia can cure smallpox to them.

After solving these small workers, Xia Yunfei and Qingfeng also came back, followed by a lot of people, it seems that they are half into the city with the zombie army.

Seeing song QingHan's face tired, doctor Shi took song QingHan's scalpel and began to act.

Maybe it's because they have been in a state of despair for a long time. In the eyes of those terminally ill patients, even the color of hope seems to be cautious. They don't dare to expect too much. Otherwise, they will be unable to accept the cruel reality after being hit.

There was no other noise in the huge sheep farm except the sound of people breathing and the sound of scalpel scratching on the flesh and blood.

Shi doctor tired, the original Xuan immediately forward to take over.

After Xuan was tired, the strong men took turns.

After all the strong men took turns, the scalpel fell into the hands of song QingHan.

After three rounds, the cycle came to an end, and the moon was high in the sky.

I don't know who brought up the head, and a burst of whimpers broke out in the crowd, and then there were repeated shouts of "God bless, thank God doctor".

Song QingHan wiped the sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand. His eyes were burning and his face showed a happy smile.

This is the reason why he wanted to be a doctor, not for the words of thanks, but for the happiness of the rest of his life.

Night is deep, Xia Yunfei and others from the carriage will bring in the food to make dinner, with the people share a clean meal.

Although the cowpox has been planted, it still needs follow-up observation. After dinner, song QingHan and his party lived here, replaced the original bedding with their own, and then put the original bedding into the fire.

Other people also rummaged through the boxes to find new clothes and bedding, and changed them from the beginning to the end. If it wasn't for the wounds on their hands that couldn't get water, they would have to take a hot bath symbolizing rebirth.

There was no talk for a night. On the next day, there was a lot of people outside. Even magpies seemed to know that the place was bustling with excitement.

Song QingHan walked out of the door and saw that people had begun to clean the house and yard. He was very happy.

The owner of the sheep farm had passed away in the smallpox epidemic, and he had no relatives and friends. Therefore, all the sheep became ownerless.

Thinking of the small stones at home, song QingHan had the cheek to gather in front of the villagers who were dividing the sheep and asked, "can you sell me two sheep? There are children in the family who want to drink goat milk...

"what to sell! Only take it! How about two ends? Ten heads, please

Before he finished, the enthusiastic villagers pushed a few innocent sheep to song QingHan, and his face, which had not been completely eliminated, had a brilliant smile on his face.

Song QingHan couldn't laugh or cry, so he quickly waved his hand and said, "I can't take so many of them. It's better to have one male and one female, so that we can drink goat milk later..."

"this..."

the villagers looked at their carriages and knew that song QingHan's words were true. They had to pick and pick up the strongest two sheep, tie their hooves with ropes and help them Song QingHan put into the carriage.

See this, song QingHan heart a song, take out two hundred taels of silver from his arms, into the head of that person's arms.

The man was so scared that he stepped back a few steps and said in a continuous voice, "I can't do it. I can't do it. I don't dare to ask for the money of song Fu Fu! Don't you take away our birthday? "

Song QingHan looked at the silver note that fell on the ground and said deliberately: "anyway, I've given you money. If you let it rot in the ground, it's up to you."

Unexpectedly, hearing him say this, the villagers ran farther, which was totally different from his expected reaction of reaching out to pick up the banknote.

He was puzzled and pondered for a moment. He bent down to pick up the banknote. He glanced at the ruffians who were talking to the villagers.

These local ruffians came here with song QingHan for such a time, which was a complete transformation. When they had a sense of awe for life, they became less interested in doing evil and were thinking about finding something serious to do.

It happened that after this battle, the desert was seriously damaged and its population was sharply reduced. Therefore, they discussed with the villagers whether they could stay in the desert.

Naturally, the villagers' requests for "help people" were full of promises. They not only agreed to let them stay, but also offered to give them the best land and real estate. Therefore, the ruffians could not close their mouths with laughter.

Just when they were overjoyed, song QingHan's quiet voice suddenly sounded on their back."What are you laughing at? So happy? Why don't you tell me to laugh? "

The ruffians admired song QingHan for a long time. In addition, there was the "watching event" before. Therefore, as soon as they heard song QingHan's voice, they shivered subconsciously, turned around, and flattered: "doctor song, we are happy for the desert! After all, we will stay here. After all, the desert is short of strong people like us! "

Song QingHan saw that their eyes were dodging, but there was no meaning of fraud when they said this. He nodded with satisfaction, reached for the two hundred taels of silver, and ordered, "take it! Moshang has just begun to rebuild. There are many places where money is needed. Every cent here is spent on the villagers. It is not allowed to embezzle it. Do you know that? "

"I see, I know. Doctor song is really a Bodhisattva."

The ruffians quickly took the silver ticket, and the chicken nodded like a peck, even a voice.

Song QingHan hummed and checked all the people who had vaccinia yesterday with yuanxuan and Dr. Shi. Seeing that their condition showed signs of improvement, he immediately put down his heart and sat on the carriage back home.

However, song QingHan couldn't help crying or laughing. When he climbed into another sheep carriage and drove for a while, he suddenly found that the weight was not right. He lifted the curtain and found that there were two more sheep and other things in it unconsciously.

Thinking that these were the wishes of the desert people, he did not refuse. A warm feeling flowed in his heart, and the corners of his mouth were unconsciously hooked up.

Although they were on their way all night, it took them three days to get to the state capital because they were not as anxious to go back as they had been when they came here and had more rest.

After sending doctor Shi and his servant to the spring returning hall, song QingHan and Yuanyuan Xuan respectively drove a carriage back home. They jointly unloaded all the things on the cart and then returned the carriage.

They were tired after running all the way. After washing their bodies with hot water, they went back to their rooms to have a rest.

When Wu Dahu came back with a small stone in his arms, he looked at the four sheep lying on the ground. His heart moved. He knew that song QingHan and song QingHan had come back. He did not disturb them. He made a fence with wood chips in silence. After loosening the hooves, he let them move freely in the rockery.

Song QingHan had a sleep and got up refreshed. When he saw Wu Dahu and Xiaoshi, his thoughts seemed to overflow. He rushed to hold them full.

Wu Dahu's eyes flashed with surprise, but he did not hesitate to embrace song QingHan, smelling the fragrance of his hair, and felt relieved.

Small stone also very cooperate, did not make a sound, stir song QingHan's hair with fingers, as usual into his mouth.

After holding for a long time, song QingHan finally got embarrassed. He raised his head and was about to speak. His lips were soft and his nose was filled with a breath that did not belong to him.

Wu Dahu is gentle and clumsy, but more than that, it is predatory.

After a kiss, the two people read not to give up to separate, looking at the eyes as if there is a gurgling stream flowing through, surprisingly clear.

"Is doctor song there?"

The sound of knocking and shouting interrupted the sweet atmosphere between them. Song QingHan came back to his senses and blushed as if he wanted to cover up his embarrassment. He walked quickly to open the door.

The figure of Zhu Lao appeared from behind the door. When he saw the cold of Song Dynasty, his eyes and eyebrows expanded in an instant. He said with a smile: "I saw that there was no light in the yard. I thought nobody was at home."

Song QingHan said "ah". He was about to turn around to light the lights. He found that Wu Dahu had already lit all the lights. The bright lights were shining outside the courtyard, revealing Zhai Su, who was hiding in the shadow.

Zhu Laohe laughs and walks forward a step. Zhai Su walks in and turns to song QingHan and says: "su'er's illness is almost cured. The best scar removing medicine has been found in the rejuvenation hall. After a while, he can recover. He said he would like to thank you in person. Just when I am free today, I brought him here."

Zhai Su smiles and nods to song QingHan. He is about to turn his head and look at their yard, but his sight suddenly solidifies when he encounters Wu Dahu.

Seeing Zhai Su's silence for a long time, Zhu Lao's smile on his face became more and more stiff. He approached him and asked in a low voice, "what's the matter, su'er?"

Song QingHan followed Zhai Su's eyes and saw Wu Dahu standing in the same place, which almost startled him.

Wu Dahu's eyebrows are tightly wrinkled. The fire seems to be coming out in his eyes. His teeth are also biting tightly. It seems that he is trying to restrain his emotions.

"Why are you here?"

Unexpectedly, Zhai Su opened his mouth first. The object of conversation was Wu Dahu, who was angry.

Wu Dahu saw him in a light and light manner. He pressed his hands and said in a cold voice, "what's the relationship with you?"

Zhai Su saw that he turned to enter the room, and suddenly said, "you are my son, how can it have nothing to do with me?"

As soon as he said this, the whole courtyard was quiet, and even the original Xuan, who had just come out of the room, was afraid to move.

Song QingHan looked around and said with a dry smile, "Sir, do you recognize the wrong person? Big tiger was born in a poor family. How could he get on with you? "Zhai Su did not expect to change his face and said: "I know he was born in poverty, after all, I left because of this."

Seeing that he was more and more unsavory, Wu Dahu whispered: "enough! You and I have nothing to do with each other. Please come back! "

Zhai Su looked down at the small stone in his arms, and then looked at Song QingHan. He chuckled and said, "so this is your husband. Since you don't welcome me today, I'll come back another day."

With that, he turned and left, regardless of whether Zhu had followed.

Wu Dahu clenched his fist, looked at his back and said in a deep voice: "not only today, you will never be welcome here!"

Zhai Su's pace was stunned, but he didn't say anything and left on his own.