Author: Ju Gaogao

"Xiaoxiao, what a coincidence, you are here too." Dawu held the bag, scratched his head, and smiled guiltily at An Xiaoxiao. Just as he was about to approach, suddenly a few cold light shot out. He subconsciously turned around and dodged, only to feel that the needle tip was enough.

I wiped my scalp and heard three sounds, and the silver needle nailed into the tree trunk behind me.

"Xiaoxiao." Dawu was sweating coldly, and he was still in the same place and did not dare to move. He could only glance at the other person with his eyes flatteringly. He didn't expect that the latter didn't want to pay attention to him at all, and turned back to his body with a blank expression.

"Miss An, don't you let him get on the car?" Dawu, who was standing outside, lowered his head, drooped his shoulders, and looked at the carriage pitifully, and inevitably made the owner of the Jiangguan who had been paying attention to the two of them feel pity.

She hesitated and wanted to plead for Dawu. Seeing An Xiaoxiao's expression, she decided to shut up.

The carriage started slowly again, and the two of them sat at each other, silently. The owner of the hall has been in a state of anxiety these days. He rarely relaxed now, and his tiredness couldn't help but surged in his heart. She took off her strength and leaned against the car.

On the wall, I fell asleep in a drowsy way.

"Who asked you to come up? Get out of here."

"Xiaoxiao, I'm not worried about you."

The woman's low voice was almost as far away as the man's begging for mercy. Master Jiang wanted to look up, but his eyelids were too heavy. He struggled for a few times and fell asleep again.

"When did you come?" I noticed that the people in the car were awake, and the two subconsciously relaxed their voices. After hearing each other's breathing grow again, An Xiaoxiao continued to lower her voice and said:

"I'll put you down after passing by other towns later. Do you know how to go back by yourself?"

"No, I want to go with you." Dawu said while driving, "I saw it when I left. You secretly stuffed a lot of medicinal materials and wine and vinegar into the space. Where can I bring these things when I go to travel far?

I want to see the world, too.”

An Xiaoxiao smiled when she was tricked by Dawu. She had no choice but to tell the truth to him. She said patiently: "We always have to keep people to take care of two young ones. If it really doesn't come back for ten days and half a month.

, What should Shu Yue Yu Ce do?"

"So I'm going even more, I can help!" Dawu continued to exert his shameless spirit, and approached An Xiaoxiao shamelessly, begging for mercy: "The two young ones have already been told to Uncle An Er,

If he cooks, you can definitely rest assured!”

Seeing that the carriage had passed the transit station, An Xiaoxiao could not do so, so she could only leave a word and listen to the command when she arrived at the place, and then followed him. Dawu responded twice, and kissed her on the face.

He scratched his head and laughed. An Xiaoxiao gave him a blank look, leaned his arms against Dawu and fell asleep deeply.

The three of them dared not delay. After traveling day and night, they finally arrived at Huanghua Village on the third day. An Xiaoxiao and the owner of the Jiangguan jumped out of the car. They saw five or six officers and soldiers guarding the village entrance from a distance, and the county magistrate stood beside them.

Just as a young man was about to talk to him, everyone covered their faces with white cloth, barely showing their eyes.

"See the county magistrate." The owner of the library, Jiang, has returned to the men's clothing. She walked to the front of the county magistrate and saluted. The latter's eyes paused on her for a moment, nodded, and then turned his gaze to An Xiaoxiao and

Dawu.

"Mr. County magistrate, it's been a long time." An Xiaoxiao pulled Dawu and bowed, and said with a smile. The county magistrate was not as surprised as he imagined, but just sighed, waved his hand, and said to the young man: "Tell them now."

Condition."

The young man was the newly appointed chief clerk of the county. He nodded slightly and told the three people about basic information such as the population, living conditions, and economic conditions in Huanghua Village. He slowly said: "At present, the plague broke out in Huanghua Village.

Fifteen days later, the county magistrate invited four doctors to treat them, and the results were very little. Some doctors were even unfortunately infected with the epidemic, and now the village is struggling to support them."

"All of them are still in the village now?" An Xiaoxiao asked. She carefully calculated the population and the number of infections. She felt a little bad. She looked at the owner of the Jiang Pavilion and heard the other party say, "You

How many medicinal materials are left now?”

"Two of the four doctors have returned to the town, and two others are supporting the village." The chief clerk closed the booklet and shook his head and said, "At present, I don't know about the medicinal materials. All the materials and medicinal materials we brought have been sent to the village.

The situation in the village is now in chaos and there is no way to know.”

Just as the few people were talking, a villager suddenly knelt at the entrance of the village, lying in front of the officers and soldiers with tears in their faces. His hair was dirty, and he was stuck in a place, knocking on the ground with his head, and constantly begging, "Brother of the officers and soldiers,

Please, let us out, let us out."

The officers and soldiers were reluctant to do so, so they turned their heads and forced her back with the hilt of the knife.

The situation in the village seems not to be underestimated. An Xiaoxiao and the owner of the Jiangguan looked at each other. After checking their respective medicinal materials, the owner of the Jiangguan came to the county magistrate and gave a bow: "Please give me some convenience,"

Let us in."

The county magistrate looked at the handsome man in front of him with a complicated expression. After a while, he waved his hand and signaled the officers and soldiers to let go. He sighed, "Get back safe."

As soon as we entered the village, the smell and fishy smell came over us. The three of them brought white towels, checked their mouths and noses, and moved forward slowly.

The situation in the village is worse than expected. The ground is full of human and animal feces and vomit. Coughs and cries come from every corner of the village. You can even see villagers lying on the ground, covered in dirty bodies.

He is chaotic, sick, dull, and has no will to live.

"What should we do now?" Dawu tried his best to avoid the rotten things surrounded by flies, suppressing the sour smell that spreads in his stomach, and barely said, "I feel like I can't start."

"Go and find those two doctors." Director Jiang took out the map in his sleeve, pointed to the farmhouse not far away and said, "We will first make peace with them, and then discuss what will happen next."

The three of them did not dare to delay and went straight to the location of the two doctors. When they arrived at the house, Dawu grabbed his package and stepped forward to slap the door: "Is anyone here? We were sent by the county magistrate, open the door.

”

The wooden door creaked open, and bitter medicine came to his face. A thin-faced man walked out of it. He bowed his hands without much greeting, and led the three into the house.

The house was dark, with medicine jars on the ground, and seven or eight straw mats were added on the ground, all of which were old, weak, women and children. An Xiaoxiao frowned and walked straight to the only middle-aged man lying in the corner.

The man's face showed an abnormal flush. When he saw An Xiaoxiao squatting in front of him, he looked shocked and stood up and blocked her with his hands: "Miss, don't get too close to me, this disease."

"How long have you been coughing?" An Xiaoxiao grabbed his wrist and took his pulse carefully, signaling him not to speak first, while Director Jiang asked about the current situation.

"We have limited staff, so we can only barely concentrate the women and children in the village in this house to ensure that they will not deepen their condition and find ways to treat other people in the village." The thin man explained in a low voice a few times, and then looked at the lying man again.

Comfort said, "They are doctors sent by the county magistrate to help."
Chapter completed!