After taking a look at the "symptom" on your hands, Xiao Zhi stuffed it into a special storage basket next to him. This thing can effectively prevent the spread of the plague virus...

Although the scholar recovered from his illness, his body was still extremely weak and his steps were weak.

It wouldn't be surprising that he was swaying in the West Lake in the next second. Xiao Zhi smiled helplessly. Since he was doing things, he would just take a good end.

His left hand is surging with magic, and his index finger is a little further away.

The scholar was shocked, his whole body was cool, he no longer felt powerless, and his sense of weakness was swept away. In this world where there were monsters and ghosts, he, who was originally a smart person, immediately thought of his relationship with Mr. Broken Bridge, immediately turned around and bowed deeply, and said, "Thank you, Mr.!" Then he left...

I didn't expect that I would feel pretty good when I did such a thing. Looking at the scholar's back, Xiao Zhi leaned gently on the bamboo chair, and he felt like he was saving the world with a stolen pot.

The scholar left for about half an hour. I don’t know if his publicity came soon, an old man in rags and holding a thin child in his hand. Both of them were very dirty, as if they were dug out of the soil. They were surrounded by plague, and they were obviously suffering...

When the old man saw Xiao Zhi on the broken bridge, his slightly turbid eyes suddenly lit up a little. He held the child and panted and came to the stall to hold his fists in a hurry: "Sir, sir, be fine, save my grandson. I am old and useless. If I save it, it is a waste of medicinal materials. But he is the only incense in my family, so you must not break it.

The old man heard from Yang Xiucai, who was planning to go to Beijing to take the exam, saying that you are aware of medical skills and have completely cured his illness in less than ten breaths..." When he said this, he hurriedly fumbled in his dirty clothes, and the dust kept falling down.

The two are natives in Hangzhou. Although they are poor, they are still acceptable. The reason why they become dirty is that they heard that sludge can disperse disease and can also isolate the transmission of plagues, and more importantly, they can prevent robbery.

There are many people from other places in Hangzhou, with floods in front and plagues behind. Many people with bad intentions take advantage of the situation to rob. When they start stealing things, they rob things when they are brave. Finally, they form gangs, rob them by blocking the road, rob them in the house, and kidnap children.

Being a little down or ugly, maybe they won’t like us anymore.

Yang Xiucai? Is it the scholar just now? Xiao Zhi didn't know much about ancient history. He only knew that scholars in the Song Dynasty were different from those in the Ming and Qing dynasties. He did not need to pass the exam. Any scholar could be called scholars. Xiao Zhi no longer thought about Yang Xiucai's affairs, and his eyes fell on the children beside the old man.

The child was about six or seven years old. When he saw Xiao Zhi's clothes were "high-end" and tender skin, he was shocked to be "noble". He suddenly moved behind the old man with a little timidity, not daring to speak for fear of causing trouble...

The old man took out seven cents from his body and held them in both hands: "Mr. The old man heard from Yang Xiucai that only ten cents can cure the disease. The old man was ashamed... he looked through his whole body and only seven cents. I want to ask the gentleman to cure this naughty grandson first. The old man still has some food at home, and he can bring it in half a day..."

Even in a place like Hangzhou, which is known as "all over gold and silver".

There are still many poor people who need money everywhere in food, clothing, housing and transportation. The old man's voice became smaller and smaller. He really had no confidence to beg Xiao Zhi to agree... He was not a person who acted as a rude or even acted miserable, and he had no shame to do this, and he was ashamed of his ancestors.

Xiao Zhi said lightly: "I can cure your grandson or you. I want this seven cents, but your grandson and you will give me a finger separately as a medical treatment."

Ask your fingers as a doctor's doctor, this... Yang Xiucai didn't say this just now. The old man subconsciously looked at his hand, then at his grandson's hand, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were trembling: "Can... can the grandson's finger be released by the little old man..."

Xiao Zhi threw away a sharp knife, which was his suggestion.

The old man picked up the knife, and his face reflected his face, trembling a little. The grandson next to him was even more frightened. His eyes looked at Xiao Zhi, full of fear, and he only dared to pull the corner of his clothes and whisper: "Grandpa, don't..."

How can adults understand how children understand? The old man stretched out his tail finger and ring finger with his left hand. He felt that the left hand was not commonly used by his right hand. Without these two fingers, it would not affect his future resistance to hoe! He felt cruel in his heart. The knife was cut down violently, but there was no pain. He opened his eyes and found that the bright knife was actually a little soft and could not be cut into the flesh at all, and the skin was not broken...

Somewhat is unknown: "Sir, this knife?"

Xiao Zhi retrieved Xiaodao: "It's just a juggling game in the world. The old man's self-sacrifice is enough to make up for the two of them's medical treatment, and he was frightened..."

So that's it. The old man's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He almost fainted just now, but this test was nothing compared to saving his life! He kept saying ashamed.

Xiao Zhi asked them to stand in front of the stall, push the bamboo tube forward, cover the black cloth, and put out their hands together, and quickly took out the plague from the man's body. The old man and the child's legs trembled, and they looked like Yang Xiucai just now. This gave them some magic trick to replenish their strength. The magic power was full in minutes, and they were not worried about consumption...

There is Yang Xiucai in front and the old man's healing behind, which is a living sign.

Some people rushed to the Broken Bridge one after another, and there were poor and rich people. Xiao Zhi treated everyone equally and could only queue up unless he was about to die soon! The poor had no money, and Xiao Zhi agreed that they would get money by giving the rich a seat by giving the queue. The only difference was early treatment and late treatment.

Otherwise, everyone would get a medical fee like an old man, and it would be a pity after thinking about it for a long time.

The two ends of the broken bridge are divided into one in and one out. There is no problem with the one that goes out, but there is already a long queue of people standing at the end of the line. People standing at the end of the line can't even see the shadow of the broken bridge. The queuing tests consciousness in the real world, not to mention in ancient times, and life is at stake.

A large number of forced people were involved in line-breaking.

Originally, when rich people bought positions, those who sold positions needed to line up again from the end, and the joining of these people directly caused dozens of people to be added out of thin air in the middle of the team. The turn of the corner was like knotting hemp ropes, squeezing a bunch of people, and everyone was clamoring for themselves in front...

Xiao Zhi secretly sighed that he was not considerate and did not invite a few people who could calm the scene to manage the team.

He tried to teach these people a lesson several times, but after sitting down, a little later, another new person made trouble, the old man took advantage of the situation and the team became in chaos again.

In the distance of the broken bridge, on the big tree by the lake, a green snake wrapped around the branches. The green snake head looked towards the direction of the broken bridge. The bright red snake's letter swallowed and spitted a few times, and its body smoked, turning into a charming woman sitting on the branches. It turned out to be Xiaoqing.
Chapter completed!