Chapter 88 "It just doesn't matter!"
Yang Qian stood in front of the booth, pointing his fingers at the portrait on it, his voice trembling with anger.
"Irregular!"
As if he still couldn't get over his anger, he continued to curse: "It's offensive!"
Yang Qian's scolding attracted the attention of others. Some nodded in agreement, while others became angry.
"What nonsense are you talking about?! If you don't want to see a doctor, get away!"
Hearing this, Yang Qian became even more angry, "If you don't go to a regular medical hospital, come to a hospital like this and see how it is repaired. It looks like a coffin. It's not unlucky!"
coffin?
This statement made everyone stunned. When they thought about the appearance of Qingzhu Hospital, they were indeed quite similar. It was square and upright, neither like the double-sloped roofs of the Han people nor the pointed domes common in Lanzhou.
The person who answered the call just now responded quickly. He is also a Han Chinese and knows that coffins bring wealth.
"We have the Green Bamboo Medicine God who can bring people back to life even in the coffin and make money. It's not like that Yishengtang who goes in alive and comes out dead."
"You are talking nonsense!"
"It turns out that you are really from Yishengtang. Everyone came and saw that they had no medical skills and killed people. Now they are talking about the fault of us female doctors. They must be jealous."
Yang Qian saw that everyone was looking at her wrongly, and immediately said: "I am not from Yishengtang!"
He wanted to go before, but Yishengtang confiscated it.
Now it seems that I am lucky that I didn't go there. The smell of Yishengtang is so bad that the whole Lanzhou can be smelled. Those doctors are afraid to go out. If they go out, the vegetable leaves will be smashed, and there will be no benefit at all.
"He is indeed not from Yishengtang, I can testify."
Yang Qian was overjoyed when he heard this and looked in the direction of the sound. His smile suddenly froze and his face turned pale.
It turned out to be Zha Zha, the patriarch of the Shuiyi tribe.
Is he still not dead? ! Why didn't Zhang Liuxing tell him that the Shuiyi tribe would also appear here? !
Yang Qian yelled, pushed through the crowd and fled out the door.
He fed Zhuo Zha some poisonous weeds, and it was impossible for the Shuiyi tribe to let him go.
Escape, must escape.
"Huh, it turns out he's just a paper fake!"
The young man who was planning to yell at Yang Qian for a few rounds, slapped his mouth without hesitation, and continued to find someone to yell at with his hands behind his back.
As for Yang Qian, he fled regardless, successfully exited the hospital gate, and even passed through the outermost wall.
"Huh... finally escaped..."
Yang Qian held up his legs and gasped for air. He looked around and after confirming that there were no pursuers, he breathed a sigh of relief.
That bastard Zhang Liuhang, when Chief Sang comes back, he must make a good complaint, but he even tricked everyone in the same camp.
This is actually an injustice to Zhang Liuxing.
Zhang Liuxing returned from Sang Mansion that time, thinking that he would soon be able to demolish the Pingxi Dam, especially the hospital.
Unexpectedly, Sang Ao did go and brought more than a thousand private soldiers of the Sang family. As a result, not to mention demolishing the hospital, he was severely humiliated. The dignified third prince of the Zhanyue clan was kidnapped by his own people.
Even if he wasn't tied up, the private soldiers who tied him up were no different. The whole Lanzhou was watching Sang Ao's joke. He didn't even dare to open the door of Yishengtang for fear of being splashed with dirt again.
Qingzhu Hospital opened today, and Zhang Liuxing couldn't be more angry. He followed the crowds in the city before dawn, disguised himself slightly, and hid in the crowd until his teeth started to itch.
It wasn't until I saw Sang Ao and others coming that I felt more comfortable. Unfortunately, the good times did not last long, and Wen Yunxi's supporting forces appeared one after another.
In the beginning, they were just the four northern tribes. He had never had any dealings with those people. He just thought they were just stupid barbarians and didn't take them to later the Shuiyi tribe appeared and publicly stated that they were on good terms with Wen Yunxi. He was so angry that he couldn't stand it any longer, so he followed the group of people who left. However, the more he thought about it after he returned, the angrier he became, and he happened to meet someone who had been rejected by him before. Yang Qian passed by, so he sent him here to curse and vent his anger.
Zhang Liuxing had no idea that Yang Qian was also a member of Sang Fu, and was still complacent at home about killing someone with a borrowed knife.
Coming back to this, Yang Qian thought he was out of danger, so he cursed and continued walking out after resting enough.
"The yin is strong and the yang is weak, the shape is like a coffin, and sooner or later they will bury themselves in it."
Yang Qian kicked away the pebbles in front of him.
"It's a joke for a few yellow-haired girls to serve as court officials!"
They were fighting to be registered as a 12-year-old girl. It was indeed a barbaric place with no knowledge at all. She deserved to be deceived by a woman like Wen Yunxi.
Magic medicine?
He would rather believe that pigs can climb trees.
Yang Qian became angry when he thought of the portraits on the booth. Why was he running around outside every day, while those little girls were all sitting in the hospital.
He was exiled to Lanzhou just because he was prescribed the wrong medicine. He finally survived and was introduced to Yishengtang by Chief Liang. That bastard Zhang Liuxing actually said that he could only be a clerk.
Later, I met Sang Fu and offered him a salary to work as a traveling doctor. There was only one condition, which was to poison the leader of the Shuiyi tribe.
He lost the bottle of poison and did not dare to tell Sang Fu, so he had to find poisonous weeds he knew and poisoned Zha Zha. It was quite successful. He hid in Heishi County and waited for news, because there was no news of Zha Zha's death. He was afraid of being blamed by Sang Fu, so he went out to continue working as a traveling doctor.
He said he was a wandering doctor, but in fact he just randomly picked some herbs that could not kill people. Anyway, Lanzhou people are stupid and easy to fool.
Forget it, let’s go back to the Lixi clan.
Just as he was thinking about it, his neck suddenly tightened, and before he could react, he was gagged and put in a sack.
"Woooooooo..."
who? ! He clearly didn't see anyone catching up just now!
After being carried on someone's shoulders for a long time, Yang Qian wished that he was already in front of him when the sack was opened.
"Yang Qian, we meet again!"
The candlelight illuminated the face of the woman in front of him, which was deep and delicate, but had a pair of extremely sharp eyes, which were looking at him closely.
"戈云!"
Yang Qianjie screamed, and there was heat down there, and a strange smell came out.
The person he fears most, besides Sang Fu, is Shu Yun. Sang Fu controls his life and death, and being caught by Shu Yun would be worse than death.
He had never seen such a fierce woman, and her eyes were as fierce as a wild wolf.
"Shu Yun, no, Princess Shu Yun, I really don't want to harm Patriarch Shu, I was just deceived by Sang Fu, no, I was forced by Sang Fu, yes, he forced me, and I also threw the bottle of poison Now, if it’s a poisonous weed that won’t cause any trouble, Patriarch Zhu will be fine just by vomiting blood in a few days. Don’t you think he’s fine now?”
Zhuo Yun continued to look at him without speaking.
Yang Qian gritted his teeth and continued: "As long as you let me go, I can poison Sang Fu, and then you, the Shuiyi tribe, can become the overlord of Lanzhou again."
After saying this, Yang Qian suddenly felt that this was a good idea. If he could poison Sang Fu, let alone make up for his mistakes, he should be a high official.
When the time comes, let Zhang Liuxing wash his feet! Yang Qian was thinking happily when his arm suddenly hurt. Before he could understand what was going on, his whole body was paralyzed on the ground with his limbs twisted.
Zhuo Yun clapped his hands and stood up, looking towards the shadow, "Leave it to you, let him spit it out."
"Okay." It was a gentle female voice that seemed to be smiling.
(End of this chapter)