Zuo Fei followed Bian Que and the other two and arrived all the way to the west bank of Long River. There was a broken shack, a few bamboo poles, and covered with garbage that had been chaotic, exuding a strange smell.

Xiaobian, you guys are here. Today I have a meat meal. I picked up a dead piglet by the river. It’s still very fresh.

There was smoke coming out of the shack and the burning hairs, which was very pungent.

Bian Que pulled a rag open, and Zuo Fei saw two old men sitting cross-legged inside, and a roasted black dead piglet was riding on the fire in the middle, which made people feel like they were.

Lao Sun, I, Zhang, we have met a savior.

The old man with white hair looked at Zuo Fei: Who is he?

Our savior, Mr. Zuo Fei.

The old man with white hair bowed and said: Mr. Zuo, do you want to help us?

You old people are helpless, I want to arrange food and accommodation for you.

The beautiful middle-aged man next to the old man with a white hair said: This guy, don’t know what we want to do?

You don’t have to do anything, helping the elderly is my responsibility. How easy is it for you? How can you eat this dead pig? If there is a virus, you won’t get sick? You are all old Chinese doctors, don’t you understand?

The white-haired old man looked sad: Isn’t this really not eaten? Otherwise, who would eat this thing? It would be disgusting to see it.

The middle-aged man with beautiful beard said: There is no free lunch in the world, so you should just say it.

Bian Que said: He is an agent of the Three Realms, and he is specifically looking for us time travelers, so don’t be too careful.

The old man with white hair coughed: Zhang Zhongjing, my friend, if he can really help us, he will be very grateful.

The middle-aged man with beautiful beard caressed his long beard and said: I, Sun Simiao, and I will discuss Zhang Zhongjing.

Zuo Fei was very happy. He didn't expect it to be done so easily. He thought of many countermeasures on the way he came, alas, wasted

Shambara Asylum.

The big tree is covered with fallen leaves, and the sun shines on the fallen leaves, revealing a hint of redness.

Li Er took out a card and saw that it was a yaoji. He smiled knowingly and looked at Yun Zhongzi next to him: Xiao Yunzi, it's your turn.

Yun Zhongzi blew his beard and glared: I'm immortal, don't always call my nickname. Believe it or not, I'll fuck you in the eye.

Just you? Your master doesn’t dare to talk to me like this.

Zhang Bairen smiled and said: Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and investigate, the weather is getting colder and colder. Just do it again and again. In a few days, if it snows, there will be no such good opportunity. It is cold and I don’t want to catch a cold.

That is, after playing for two more rounds, I will study "The Tips for Raising Pigs". I will be discharged from the hospital in the next few days to prepare for the pig farm. Cui Ziyu got a red picture and smiled at the corner of her mouth.

Wu Song, who was practicing boxing not far away, heard the word "discharged from the hospital". He suppressed his anger and walked over without saying a word: Xiao Cui, are you going to be discharged from the hospital too?

Yes, Brother Tang, you must hurry up too.

Tang Monk asked in a low voice: Can I go through the back door? I really don’t want to stay here anymore, I want to open a martial arts hall.

Cui Ziyu was stunned for a moment: What's the back door? If Zuo Fei doesn't nod, you don't want to leave. Besides, I'm raising pigs to benefit the country and the people, so it's hard to say about your martial arts school.

Why is it hard to say, you look down on me?

Tang Monk's bald head was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves and was about to fight Cui Ziyu.

Cui Ziyu hurriedly said: Don’t be angry, otherwise you won’t be discharged from the hospital early. Calm and impulsive are devils. Only by being calm and generous can you complete the review faster.

Tang Monk hurriedly recited the Heart Sutra, suppressed the anger that was about to explode, and murmured: Amitabha, the demon in his heart is at work!

Li Er glanced at Tang Monk: The little bald head is so angry that it hurts the liver, and the qi is so strong that it hurts the kidneys. Take care.

I'm immortal, play your cards and lose to you.

Tang Seng snorted coldly and walked to the side to continue practicing boxing.

Zuo Fei took five old Chinese doctors and saw Xiaoyu as soon as he entered the hospital gate. She looked at several old men in rags strangely, and looked at Zuo Fei again, not understanding what was going on.

Hmm, they are all patients.

Bian Que straightened his chest: I became mentally ill.

Hua Tuo, Li Shizhen, Sun Simiao, Zhang Zhongjing also said in unison: We are all mentally ill.

They are majestic, as if being mentally ill is a supreme honorable thing, and there is no one else.

The little fish was startled by them.

Okay, register them. Zuo Fei said to the five old Chinese doctors: Come with me!

The five people were headed by Bian Que, with neat steps, without squinting eyes, and full of energy. Because Zuo Fei had promised to provide the distribution, and he was still free to eat.

Xiaoyu quickly registered and archived them, divided them into districts, and assigned them numbers.

Zuo Fei is very satisfied with Xiaoyu's ability to do business: OK, you five are in a row, and live in Room 1234, Huangzi District.

Bian Que's expression gradually disappeared as he smiled: No, we are five people, why are there four rooms?

Don’t be picky. Room 1 is much larger than other rooms, and there are two beds inside, so you won’t let you roll under the same quilt. Our hospital is still very careful and will not let you get sick.

So how do I get a distribution? I want to live in a single room? Bian Que said.

I want a single room, too.

Single room, a single room is required.

Anyway, I don't want Hua Tuo to live with him, his feet are stinky.

Then I'm a single room, you can do whatever you want.

Hua Tuo suddenly felt that odor of his feet was actually an advantage. He was very satisfied with his talent. It seemed that sometimes shortcomings can become advantages.

Li Shizhen has skin diseases, so it is best not to stay there, as something is prone to accidents.

Li Shizhen raised his hands and agreed: That's right, I have a skin disease, whoever lives with me will infect anyone.

Zuo Fei looked at the other three: You guys, let’s decide for yourself.

Sun Simiao held Meilang and his eyes turned: Come on, let's jump farther away, and the one who jumps the farthest will live in a single room.

Bian Que cursed: I think beautifully, you are bullying the old man.

Zhang Zhongjing: I seriously agree. Let’s have a competition to meditate. Whoever sits for a long time will live in a single room.

Sun Simiao protested: No, I have hemorrhoids, you are bullying the patient.

Bian Que said: I see, let’s play the fist, win two with three punches! The winner will live in a single room!

agree!

Can!

Come on, one heart, two preferences, eight immortals, three Taoyuan, seven stars, round ideas

After a fight, Bian Que won the game with his own strength and clasped his fists at the other two: Hahaha, Cheng Rang, Cheng Rang.

Zuo Fei sighed in his heart. These old Chinese doctors are very naughty, all of whom are not serious. When they make a fuss, they are more energetic than young people. At this time, a beautiful singing voice from the garden came from the other side of the garden:

Why is it so popular?

Alas, it seems to be red,

It's as red as a burning fire,

It symbolizes pure friendship and love

Isn’t this Hua Baixian?

Zuo Fei walked towards the garden, wondering what the hell was doing!
Chapter completed!