Chapter 575

Yuchi Gong and the others were deeply relieved.

Suddenly there was a shrill scream at the place where the porridge was served.

"Ah --!"|

"This porridge is poisonous!"

"Poisonous! God damn it, this porridge is poisonous!"

With the sound, everyone was in an uproar.

Yuchi Gong also suddenly stood up, hurriedly pushed away the people, and came to the man who fell on the ground and rolled all over the ground, with a gloomy face.

By then it will be too late.

I saw those around who had eaten porridge, or who had just prepared to drink porridge, or those waiting in line, could not help but be confused.

"What is this?"

"Isn't everything good before? Why..."

"No! These thousand knives are going to poison us!"

"Folks, run! Yuchi Gong dispatched 3000 armour soldiers. What is this? It's trying to kill us!"

Hearing the roars of panic in the crowd, the people couldn't help but take risks of the dead.

What's more, it's directly soft to the ground.

"My God! What did I do wrong?"

"Why kill me in this way?"

"No, they think the victims are a burden and want to kill us. It's over!"

"Run!"

"Run!"

With a sound of alarm in the crowd, the voice sounded.

People, completely flustered.

Because at this time, there are really a large number of warriors who are rapidly encircling here.

Yuchi Gong waved his hand with a gloomy face and roared, "which bastard dares to alarmist here?"

"Want to kill you? Do you think you deserve it?"

"If you don't want to be a rebel, squat on the ground and shut your mouth to me one by one."

"Somebody, pass on the doctors and bring all the doctors in Chang'an City..."

"No! Let me have a look!"

Right now.

An old voice interrupted Yuchi Gong's voice.

Yuchi Gong and others looked at the sound.

I saw a carriage in the East Palace slowly stopping at the door of the Treasury. I think the sound came from the car.

At this time, the people also heard the voice, turned around and saw a carriage dressed in bright yellow. The people in Chang'an City, as long as they are not fools, are absolutely clear that this is a configuration that the prince's carriage dares to use except the emperor.

The emperor's carriage is embroidered with golden phoenix spreading wings, and only the crown prince's car can be embroidered with dragon!

At this time, everyone was surprised.

He knelt down quickly.

Yuchi Gong could not help getting up and hugging his fist.

"Welcome your royal highness!"

Although Yuchi Gong doesn't know what the prince will come at this time, there must be some etiquette.

Around the carriage, the prince's guard also hugged Yuchi Gong and said, "general Yuchi, don't do this. There is no prince in the car, but Mr. Sun, a miracle doctor!"

miracle-working doctor?

No wonder.

But what does the crown prince ask doctor sun to do?

But without waiting for Yuchi Gong and others to think more, they saw that the curtain of the carriage was chatted, and Sun Simiao, with silver hair and a deer head crutch in his hand, got out of the carriage.

Everyone saw it and bowed down again.

"Doctor sun!"

Sun Simiao waved his hand, motioned, and then hurried to the person who fell to the ground to feel his pulse carefully.

The man who fell to the ground did not know whether he was frightened or because of pain. He was trembling, and even a groan came out faintly.

Sun Simiao frowned slightly, then took out the silver needle, inserted three needles in the belly of the fallen man, then took it out and sniffed it carefully. His eyebrows couldn't help going deeper.

At this time, the people couldn't help but lengthen their necks and look at doctor sun.

Sun Simiao, the king of medicine.

Don't say it's in Chang'an City, in the Tang Dynasty, and even in other places. Many dignitaries, even the emperor, are very polite to Sun Simiao, just because he is a miracle doctor!

And now.

While protecting Sun Simiao, Yuchi Gong watched his eyebrows wrinkle deeper and deeper, and the groans of the fallen man became weaker and weaker, so he couldn't help feeling anxious.

A moment later, Sun Simiao put away the silver needle, glanced at the fallen man and snorted coldly.

"If you can trust me, I'll tell you the symptoms of this man. Except that he ate too greasy in the morning, he had a little diarrhea, and the rest was OK!"

After that, Sun Simiao left.

"What... What?"

"Too greasy in the morning???"

"Diarrhea? That is, diarrhea?"

"Sleeping trough, who the fuck is this man? Which street? Who knows him?"

"Fuck, this is making trouble!"

"My God, my porridge! I grass your uncle!"

At this time, after Yuchi Gong said goodbye to the miracle doctor, he waved his hand and stared at the man who still couldn't afford to fall to the ground, and slowly pulled out the unfamiliar knife around his waist: "I'll give you three suction times. If you explain why you did this, I'll spare your dog's life and only break your leg, if you don't say @!"

"Then fucking shut up to me forever!"

Too greasy in the morning?

Your second uncle's.

I haven't had meat for three days!

Fuck you, this is still a disaster victim? Didn't the victim stick his chest to his back?

This fucking rich man eats meat. How can he be like a disaster victim?

The people were angry.

"Fuck, kill him for me!"

"Kill him!"

"General Yuchi, it's easy to get dirty by killing him. I'll come! My pig killing knife is rusty!"

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