After entering the room, Su Qiancheng's face smelled of bitterness. He continued to walk, looking at several old people and a young man in the room. His eyes swept over their faces and found that there was really no abscess.

It's very abnormal. If it's a common infectious disease with pustules, it's impossible to avoid the face and only grow to other places. The pustules are not refined, and they also worry about people's faces.

Finally, he looked at them again to make sure there was no problem on their faces. He turned and went out, thinking.

Jun Yu Wan they see him standing at the door thinking, think is to think of what, Zhang Long impatient asked: "what can the doctor see?"

Su Qiancheng looked up at him, "have you ever noticed that there are pustules on the dead face?"

Zhang long a Zheng, scratched his hair, "pustule?"

He searched in his mind, but he didn't pay much attention

On one side, an old woman who was leaning against the wall to bask in the sun suddenly made a sound, "pussy... No, their faces were clean when they died."

"How do you know, Aunt Li?"

Zhang Jiu looked at the old woman curiously, and saw her old and turbid eyes staring at Su Qiancheng. He quickly said in a voice: "this is Su's miracle doctor, Su's miracle doctor with wonderful hand and silver needle."

Aunt Li seems to be in her seventies, with silver hair, deep wrinkles on her face and drooping eyelids. She doesn't look energetic.

It's said that the handsome young man in front of her is Dr. su. She opens her eyes curiously, and the turbid eyes seem to distinguish whether this person is real or not.

Looked at a few eyes, she laughed, "old, bad eyes, see so long also did not see clearly, but looking at is a delicate."

Su Qiancheng pick eyebrows, for the word Xiuqi, he refused to accept.

Aunt Li did not care about his reaction, but was curious about what he said, "how do you ask this?"

Su Qiancheng pointed to the people around him, "they are all ill, but there is no abscess on their face. Isn't that unusual?"

Listen to him say so, Zhang Jiu suddenly turned his head, almost twisted his neck, didn't notice before, now look, it's really like this!

"Dr. Su is really unusual. I didn't even notice this! But, Aunt Li, how can you be sure that those who died are the same? "

Aunt Li sighed leisurely. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on her face, bringing out a little warm color. "When those people left, I wiped their faces. It's so unclean to live, and they have to face when they die."

She spoke very slowly, and the content was very heavy. When her voice fell, people were speechless for a long time.

Su Qiancheng was the first to respond and said, "thank you very much."

Aunt Li waved her hand indifferently, "if you can cure them, I'll thank you."

"What? How about you, Aunt Li? "

Zhang Jiu looked at her with disapproval, but saw relief on her face.

"I've lived for so many years. I've lived long enough. It doesn't make any difference to die one day early and one day late. I don't have any children and grandchildren. It's good to come and go naked and have no worries."

Zhang Jiu opened his mouth and looked at her face, but he couldn't say anything to comfort her.

In the end, I can only follow Xiao Jinshao and go with them.

After a round in the resettlement area, several people had their own plans in mind. When they went back, they called the garrison commander who was guarding the city.