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Chapter 2

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    Following the blood trail, he walked and stopped all the way out of Shanliang Town, and finally stopped in front of an abandoned courtyard.

    This is really not like a place where people live. Most of the wall has collapsed, and the remaining half is also in danger.  The dilapidated door was ajar, and when I stretched out my hand to push it open, dust fell from the top.

    Xiang Huan raised his hand and slapped it, turned around to cover Wan Yao's head, and pulled her in.

    Compared with the outside of the courtyard, the inside of the courtyard seems to be less alive, and it is so old that it looks like a ruin from the former dynasty.  Fortunately, the man found it, and lay face down under the threshold, unconscious.

    "Hey, hello" Xiang Huan went up and turned the man away, and patted his cheek left and right, seeing that his face was bleeding, but he still didn't wake up.

    "Let me see."

    Wanyao squatted down, lifted the man's sleeves and tapped his pulse - the pulse was strong and tense, which should be due to damage to the spleen, stomach, liver and gallbladder.

    "Open his mouth, let me see the tongue."

    Xiang Huan did as he said.

    As soon as I opened it, my mouth was full of fishy smell.  The tongue coating is covered, thick and pale.

    After she finished reading, she signaled to let go, "He is very irritable, lacks Qi, and is extremely hot. I'm afraid he hasn't eaten properly for a long time"

    Xiang Huan hummed.

    Thinking to myself, it wasn't me who did it this time.

    Just as he was talking, the other party moved restlessly and murmured: "Waterwater"

    He just opened his mouth and hummed, but he still didn't wake up.  Wan Yao frantically untied the water bag and handed it to Xiang Huan. Seeing him feeding it to others like a gulp, she could only carefully advise: "Slow down, slow down."

    He pursed his lips impatiently, but in the end he relaxed his movements a little.

    This gambler is not very old, maybe a few years younger than Xiang Huan. After taking off the mask, he looks even smaller, with a small body, and his whole body is as thin as a stick.

    Wan Yao looked worried and watched him gurgling and drinking the water. At this moment, a few weak coughs came from the room behind him.

    "There may be patients inside." She nodded at Xiang Huan, "I'll go in and take a look."

    "good."

    Wan Yao lifted her skirt and stepped across the threshold. The small wooden house was like a coiled hole, with large spider webs knotted on the wall. She stood at the door and looked around, and found that the innermost part was dark and dark, and there were really a few figures leaning against it.  corner.

    Wan Yao unconsciously lowered her body, stepped lightly, and walked forward tentatively.

    The line of sight in front of him gradually became clear, and he could barely distinguish the appearance of the other party.

    Those were two unkempt women, and there seemed to be children beside them.  A rotten straw mat and torn cotton wadding covered the three of them, and the air was full of dust. They leaned against the wall with their heads tilted and lethargic, and the sound of coughing unconsciously escaped from their mouths.

    It should be this voice that I heard outside the door just now.

    "Ma'am?"

    Wan Yao stood a step away, bent slightly and called out in a low voice.

    The people opposite did not respond, their breathing was weak, their faces were obviously sick, and they did not know what was the relationship with the young man who fell in the hospital.

    "Ma'am."

    Wan Yao stretched out his hand to hold the woman's shoulder and shook it, the straw mat and quilt covering her body slipped down and spread lightly by her feet.

    *

    The great day suddenly disappeared into the clouds in the afternoon, and the heavy light was about to come out, which made it somewhat depressing.

    Chen Wenjun woke up from a nap, got up and asked her maid to dress her up.

    There was a dignified and gentle face in front of the bronze mirror. It was not an overpowering beauty, but her temperament was refined and she was a very elegant woman.

    "Young madam, it's cloudy outside, wearing this pair of agate earrings will complement your complexion."

    The maid suggested to her softly.

    That pair of earrings is really beautiful. Before she got married, her mother specially left her as a dowry.

    Chen Wenjun gently brushed the round and smooth outline of the gemstone, and finally took it off, "I'm going to pay my respects to my wife in a while. She is not in good health, and her red color is a little more flamboyant. If the elders see it, I'm afraid I will be blamed. Change it."  Yes."

    That is to say, but since she married into the Liang family, she has not actually been able to see the respected Mrs. Liang with her own eyes.

    Chen Wenjun passed the door a month ago.

    The person who was referring to the marriage was her uncle, Yuan Fu, Marquis of Wu'an, who was famous in the dynasty.

    As for why this marriage suddenly happened, the reason seems to be rather complicated. She only knew that because the old lady passed away and the wife was seriously ill, the Liang family wanted a daughter-in-law to celebrate.

    The husband is a young nobleman, and it can be seen that he is not very satisfied with the marriage, but he is forced by his uncle.??To be completely white, hanging in the air helplessly.

    Fortunately, Xiang Huan just gave her a hasty hug, then quickly let go, and glanced at her: "That's all right."

    Immediately, he turned around and walked towards a few patients in the corner as if nothing had happened.

    He passed by, but Wan Yao remained motionless, her eyes were open, her shoulders and back were stiff.

    He hugged her

    He just hugged her

    The blue sky and white sun in her sight were dazzling, and for a moment she felt that her five senses were not very sensitive, and the fingers in the sleeves were slightly bent, and she barely regained consciousness after clasping them tightly twice.

    Xiang Huan squatted down in front of the broken straw mat. Knowing nothing about medical science, he couldn't see any difference between this spot and ordinary diseases.

    Wan Yao stood behind him, stared at his back for a long time, and then walked over slowly.

    Xiang Huan was still looking at those scars, and only asked her: "Are you sure this is the plague?"

    Wanyao silently took one person's hand and checked his pulse first. The pulse was slightly different from that of the young man outside. She looked at him for a while and shook her head, pursing her lips, "I'm not sure, judging from the symptoms Mr. Chen described, it should be  It can be matched, but I haven¡¯t seen an example, so I don¡¯t want to jump to conclusions.¡±

    Speaking of this, eight or nine is not far from ten.

    The appearance of a plague on the outskirts of the imperial capital was a major event that would cause a sensation in the capital.  They can only pray that these are the only ones infected with the disease, if these few patients are just the tip of the iceberg of the disease that has flowed into Chang'an.

    Then, the future imperial capital will be unpredictable.

    "It doesn't matter, let's ask first before we talk Can these people wake up?" Xiang Huan tried to shake it a few times, but obviously there was no response.

    "Their condition is not very good, they should be in a coma. I didn't bring a needle today" Wan Yao hesitated and bit her lower lip, "I don't know if the one outside the door knows the details?"

    "Go out and ask." He said, pulling her to get up.

    Just at this moment, there was a series of footsteps in the courtyard, and the visitor said in surprise: "Brother, brother, wake up!"

    As soon as Wan Yao went out, he saw a young man who looked very similar to the young man on the ground squatting under the steps and calling softly.

    It was the accomplice who followed out of the thousand just now.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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