V2.Chapter 38

Although the entrance of the tunnel is small, there is something else inside. They walk side by side, neither of them is crowded.

On the street flower walks in the Yanbei city body side, the eye light involuntarily in the hole looked up.

The walls of the tunnel are all paved with bluestones. For convenience, a hole will be dug out at intervals to place the wall lamps. The inside of the tunnel is also very clean. There is not much dust in it. It can be seen that the tunnel has not been abandoned for a long time.

Don't hurt to look at the side of Yanbei City, the eyes of water stained with a bit of calm, and firm.

Her previous conjecture was true, and this man was not so simple as he appeared.

But Yan Beicheng felt as if he didn't feel it. He walked silently all the way. He only took a candlestick from the wall. After walking for a long time in the dark, they just climbed out of a dry well.

When the flowers on the street looked up, the houses here were all made of earth, and the roofs were covered with thatch and mud. I realized that this place should be in the north of the city, the poorest part of the city. However, it was nearly half the distance from the palace in the city.

Yan Beicheng's character of respecting and treating the superior was half tired and did not shout. He took him directly to an earthen house by the dry well, opened the door and walked in.

As soon as I entered the room, I was covered with a strong smell of medicine. After smelling it carefully, I could smell some rotten smell under the cover of the fragrance. I felt a sense of uncertainty in my heart.

Eyes light along the bed to see a middle-aged man lying on the Kang, eyes closed, dying appearance.

The most terrifying and disgusting thing is that the man is covered with varicella like things all over his body, which almost envelops the whole person. Some "chickenpox" have even been broken, and the wound shows light yellow and bloody liquid.

It seems to feel that someone came, the man just vaguely opened his eyes, propped up his body and sat up, "it's you." After a pause, his eyes fell on the flowers on the street, "is this?"

"This is the doctor. Don't move. Let her have a good look at your illness." Yan Beicheng carried the back of his hand behind his back, and his face was full of dandy and whispered.

The man nodded and leaned against the wall behind him, not moving.

Only then did the stranger walk to the Kang and took a look at the man seriously, but the color behind him suddenly changed and he exited the house.

Yan Beicheng heart slightly heavy, busy chase out, "what's the matter?"

An answer has been looming in my mind.

Similar to the modern African Raman virus plague

The flower on the street supported the wall with one hand, slowed down for a while, then calmed down, turned to look at him, "this person is not an ordinary disease, but an infectious disease called Raman, which is similar to the plague, but there are some differences in the disease."

The dandy's color on the surface of Yanbei city became clean, and his eyes were slowly stained with some unpredictable and treacherous color, "can we cure it?"

In addition, he is more suspicious of the identity of the flower on the street.

He invited so many people, all can not diagnose, now the flower on the street actually just looked at a glance, already knew, can see its high level of medical skill.

How could a man with such high medical skills be the woman raised in the boudoir?

On the street flower ponders for a long time, the ruddy lip petal just moved, the voice is low and hoarse, "had better burn the person as soon as possible, this kind of disease infectious power is really too big."

Yan Beicheng heart a shock, into the temple sword eyebrow deeply wrinkled, "really no way?"

In fact, he had expected that, after all, he had already invited most of the people he could, and no one could cure him.

But this person's identity is too special to die.

The flower on the stranger raised his eyes and looked at Yan Beicheng. Seeing his face like this, he knew that he was afraid to be an important person.

Silence for a long time, she was very serious, word by word: "yanbeicheng, I must tell you, the epidemic of this disease is you can't imagine, once the spread out, afraid that the whole city of Yuzhou people will inevitably suffer, in a larger, it is not too much to say that the whole kingdom of God can be endangered."

In this way, burning is the best way.

After a few words, Yan Beicheng could not help being silent.

People in this world have never been kind to him. What do these people have to do with him? It's just his identity

It was destined that he would never die.

After thinking about it for a long time, Yan Beicheng raised his head again, and his lips seemed to smile rather than smile. "I didn't expect that you, this ugly woman, are really kind-hearted doctors. Even those irrelevant people's life and death are always thinking about it."

Looking at the corner of Yan Mo's Cape, he was annoyed by the way he looked at it.

Even so, she still had some doubts in her heart, but she didn't break them. Her face was frozen. "You are the authority of Yuzhou. I'm afraid I'm worried about the life and death of your people. Just remind you."

"It's unnecessary to say that these things are useless. I only ask you if you can cure them." Yan Beicheng slightly droops his head, especially seriously stares at him, the eye bottom faintly surges several minutes dark color.The willow eyebrows of the flowers on the stranger frown gently, and in the eyes of the water, they are dyed with a look of deep thinking.

Although she was a doctor of medicine in her previous life, this kind of case has only been seen in the copybook. She has only a certain understanding and real contact. If she really wants to be treated, she has no bottom in her heart.

After all, Raman's infectivity is too strong, and the risk factor is very great for everyone. She is not the Virgin Mary. There is no need to lose her life because of an unrelated person.

But at present, she has come in response to Yan Beicheng's words. The transaction between them is still there. Those chips are really attractive.

The value of this business is constantly calculated in the heart of a stranger, hesitating and struggling.

Yan Beicheng put her face into the bottom of her eyes. She understood it in her heart. She thought about it patiently for a while, but there was no result. He said, "if you can cure this person, I will give you a thousand yuan of outpatient fees. Other conditions will remain unchanged."

Gold?

This is not a small windfall. If she wants to do something in Yuzhou, it will be convenient for a long time.

On the street flower in the heart of micro motion, then secretly thinking about this money can do.

It has to be said that the thousands of dollars of money to her temptation is really big, let her heart moved, but also generated a bit of curiosity.

What kind of identity was that man who made Yan Beicheng so willing?

The stranger flower thought so, then naturally looked at Yan Beicheng and said, "who is that person who makes you even pay for the diagnosis?"

Yan Beicheng's sword eyebrows wrinkled slightly and incomprehensibly. It looked like a clear pupil in the depth, and it was very unpredictable.