Chapter 889 Uncle Song and his wife can't just die like this!
It was a cloudless day and the spring scenery was bright.
At the Hongyun Club, Ye Cheng's right eyelid twitched all night, and he started consulting and practicing medicine early in the morning.
Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Ye Cheng is not a great philanthropist, but he doesn't mind doing more of the things he can do.
The young man Lin Xiaoyu and the young girl Lin Xiaohua have been following Ye Cheng, learning martial arts and medicine.
Both of them are children from poor families. They are hard-working and extremely talented. They quickly started to get started. This made Ye Cheng couldn't help but lament the monopoly of the aristocratic family chaebol on the upward path. If there was fair competition, if Lin Xiaoyu and Lin Xiaohua were given a
Given a fair chance, this young girl is definitely the most dazzling being.
"The grand gathering of the world... I'm afraid it will make the world worse..." Ye Cheng sighed quietly, feeling helpless.
"If the world becomes the world of some people, maybe destruction is also a way?" The figure of the black butterfly owner appeared in Ye Cheng's mind for no reason, and he was suddenly shocked.
Subtly, Ye Cheng discovered that he was somewhat influenced by the master of the black butterfly!
Ye Cheng shook his head and began to practice medical consultation. He has not given up hope in this world. Even if there is darkness ahead, he is willing to be the torch that lights the way forward.
"Teacher, there seem to be a little few people today." Lin Xiaoyu worked diligently and quickly prepared everything for Ye Cheng.
"Teacher, why did I find that some patients... seem to be afraid to come over." Lin Xiaohua observed very carefully. She found that there were not many people around the Hongyun Club, but those who took the initiative to queue up were extremely hesitant, with a look in their eyes.
What are you afraid of?
Ye Cheng's pupils shrank slightly, and he naturally discovered the problem immediately.
"People from the Temple of Heavenly Medicine... intervened?" Ye Cheng's brows gradually furrowed into a frown.
It was also at this time,
A slight discussion fell into Ye Cheng's ears.
"Old Uncle Song died so tragically, with stab wounds all over his body. Alas... Old Uncle Song and his wife are usually very nice to everyone. Who would have thought that such a thing would happen..."
"Uncle Song's wife had just recovered, and the result...is that good people are not rewarded! I heard that they also planned to go on a trip and made a whole plan. I cried when I saw the bodies of the two old people this morning...
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"We are all ordinary people. How can we offend those big shots? Mr. Song's temper is just stubborn. This is harming himself!"
"I heard that they have stewed chicken soup and are preparing to deliver it to Doctor Ye..."
Ye Cheng's body trembled, and lines of blood gradually appeared in his eyes. He immediately rushed towards the crowd, with a trembling voice: "What happened?"
"Divine Doctor Ye...I..."
"Mr. Ye, Mr. Song and his wife are dead. They are the patients you cured at the Temple of Heavenly Medicine yesterday. Their bodies were found in the early morning. They had been stabbed more than ten times. In addition to these stab wounds, there were also some other injuries.
Wound! Now everyone is speculating whether it is the revenge of the Temple of Heavenly Medicine. The patients you healed yesterday, Divine Doctor Ye, are all worried and scared. Even we... don’t dare to seek medical treatment from you, Divine Doctor Ye now. We are all ordinary people.
Ordinary people really don’t dare to offend the Temple of Heavenly Medicine…”
"Dead..."
There was a roar in Ye Cheng's head, remembering the scene of Mr. and Mrs. Song standing in front of him yesterday.
Ye Cheng's heart felt as if someone had stabbed him hard, and it was bloody.
The Temple of Heavenly Medicine can be regarded as a force that has been inherited for hundreds of years, how could it do such a thing!
"Where...are they!" The killing intent in Ye Cheng's heart continued to rise.
After getting the address, Ye Cheng rushed there as quickly as possible.
When he arrived at the thatched cottage, Ye Cheng's body was trembling slightly. He saw chicken soup placed in a thermos box outside the house, and there was a thank you letter next to the thermos box.
Ye Cheng pushed open the door with both hands, and soon the pungent smell of blood hit his face.
Old Uncle Song and his wife fell in a pool of dried blood. The wrinkles on the two old men's faces were piled together, revealing a look of pain.
The two old men clasped their hands tightly and looked at each other. At the last moment of their lives, the two old men probably wanted to cuddle up together.
Ye Cheng sniffed, the blood in his eyes became more and more intense, and he stared at the wounds on the two old men.
The person who killed the two old men was definitely a cold-blooded guy!
This man is deliberately torturing the two old men!
This man is not even willing to give the two old men dignity and happiness!
Ye Cheng slowly knelt down, slowly closed the eyes of the two old men, and said in a low voice: "Yes... I'm sorry..."
Ye Cheng raised his head, with some mist in his eyes. If it weren't for him, the two old people would not have encountered this.
"Heavenly Doctor Palace..."
You don’t need to think about it to know that this must have been done by someone from the Heavenly Medicine Hall!
Suddenly, Ye Cheng's pupils shrank to the size of a pinhead, and he felt the aura belonging to Chen Fusheng, the deputy master of the Heavenly Medicine Hall, on the two old men!
The other party has not erased his aura!
"This is... intentional!"
Ye Cheng clenched his fists and quickly figured out the other party's purpose. This was to deliberately anger himself, or to take revenge on himself!
But why... take action against two innocent old people!
Ye Cheng slowly exhaled a breath and glanced at the travel plan made by the two old men last night. It turned out that they planned to set off after sending him the chicken soup cooked by themselves. Their destination was Jiangnan...
"Ha...Chen Fusheng! Congratulations, you successfully angered me!" Ye Cheng's eyes were completely covered with layers of bloodshot eyes, and the terrifying murderous aura was constantly released.
All the people watching were trembling.
"Xiaohua, Xiaoyu, you are carrying the bodies of Mr. Song and his wife, we... go to the Temple of Heavenly Medicine to ask for an explanation!" Ye Cheng's voice was calm.
"Yes, teacher!" Xiaoyu and Xiaohua had already burst into tears. At the same time, they hated the Temple of Heavenly Medicine to the extreme. If they had not been taken to the Hongyun Club by Ye Cheng, would their fate have been the same as Mr. Song and his wife?
The Temple of Heavenly Medicine, which hangs a pot to save the world, turns out to be the most vicious executioner!
"Ye Cheng..."
At this moment, Lin Qiushuang and Ji Ziyue rushed over. After seeing the tragic situation in front of them, both of them were silent for a moment.
But after Ye Cheng decided to go to the Temple of Heavenly Medicine, Lin Qiu Shuang still said in a deep voice: "Don't be impulsive. Chen Fusheng is venting his anger. I think as Chen Fusheng, he will not target ordinary people again in the future."
, this matter should be over here, I think...I want you not to cause any more trouble!"
"Am I causing trouble?"
Ye Cheng turned around, stared at Lin Qiu Shuang coldly, and said word by word: "Do you want me to just let it go?"
"There is no need to expand the matter. Hongyun Club will negotiate with the Temple of Heavenly Medicine about this matter. You..."
"Shut up!"
Ye Cheng interrupted Lin Qiu Shuang directly: "Uncle Song and his wife...can't just die like this!"