The old man's exclamation sounded, filled with tension and uneasiness that could not be concealed.
"Isn't Ping An's leg broken? The rain has become lighter now. I thought about asking Ah Yuan to go to the county to grab some tonic for him, and then I found out about it."
Feng Lingjun explained to his wife,
"I heard from Ah Yun that martial law has been enforced in the county. There are policemen and government soldiers guarding the gates of the county. It is strictly prohibited to leave. If Ah Yuan hadn't reported the name of our Feng Mansion, he might not have been able to enter the city.
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Speaking of this, Mr. Feng couldn't help but show a bit of reserve in his tone. His Feng family is now considered a big and famous family in Qingshan County.
The two talented men and their vast wealth are among the best in a county.
"You old guy, why are you talking about these irrelevant things?"
The old woman was angry.
"After Ah Yuan entered the city, he followed my instructions to prepare some medicines for nourishing qi and blood for Ping An. Only then did he realize that the medicine shops in the city were in extremely short supply of medicinal materials. There were not even many doctors, and even the doctor
Doctor Qin is gone."
"What's gone?"
"What else could it be? A plague! After a great disaster, there must be a great plague. This has been the case since ancient times."
Feng Lingjun's tone was full of regret.
"Old Doctor Qin and several other old gentlemen in the county have gone."
"You're already at this age, wouldn't it be good to stay at home and take care of yourself? If you die, can you come back?"
Feng Bingwen clearly heard that his grandmother's words were full of worries. They were pure worries about the life and death of familiar people.
"I am familiar with the old doctor Qin. I know him. He has been following the four words of 'hanging a pot to help the world' all his life. Now that he heard that there is a big epidemic in a distant place, how can he stay in the medicine shop and live peacefully."
Feng Lingjun shook his head. It was precisely because the other party had the magnanimity of a great doctor who cared about the world that he made friends with him and made him a good friend. Therefore, when he heard that the other party was leaving for the epidemic area, he was not surprised, but was extremely pleased.
"That old Mr. Qin saved so many people, I don't know how many people I saved back then..."
Grandma kept talking about the life of Dr. Qin, subconsciously feeling that this old gentleman might not come back.
Although Doctor Qin has superb medical skills, he is still old after all. Although the rain has lightened up, it is still raining. The roads are muddy, the journey is tiring, and there is a serious epidemic. The possibility of returning safely is too small.
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"Old Doctor Qin!"
Listening to the sighing voices of the two old men, Feng Bingwen recalled the old man who checked his pulse a few years ago.
When he was hanging out in the county town, no, reasoning with people, he often heard about the old doctor.
Doctor Qin treats people and prescribes medicines based on their family background. He is not snobbish because he dislikes the poor and loves the rich. Instead, he adjusts the medicinal materials used in the prescription according to the person's family background. If he really has no money, he can still borrow money on credit without charging interest.
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This benevolence is unique in the entire Qingshan County, so this old gentleman is also well-known as a great philanthropist. It may be an exaggeration to say that tens of thousands of people are reborn as Buddhas, but it is true that many people have set up longevity plaques for him.
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"It's a big epidemic. I should go and see if I can help in any way."
As soon as the thought fell, the Dragon General sent back by the Dragon Lord did not return to his true form, but went straight towards the camp of the victims in Jinglin Prefecture. Just after flying in the air for a moment, the divine light transformed by the Dragon General stagnated in the air.
The six-foot-tall Long Jiang casually pulled aside and gathered the dissipating clouds into a ball to cover his figure, and then looked down.
I saw below me an official road full of water and mud. A ghostly carriage was speeding a few feet above the ground. It was not some ghost that appeared in the daytime and wanted to show off its evil intentions, because there were still people on this carriage.
There is a strong scent of sandalwood lingering.
"Huh?"
Feng Bingwen, who had clearly seen the clues of the carriage, fell from the clouds and directly stopped the carriage. Suddenly, the horses neighed in panic. The carriage fell down and was about to be hit in the muddy water.
The gentle force holds on.
"Why are you panicking?"
Feng Bingwen, who stretched out his hand to lift the carriage, scolded and looked at the five clouds of black smoke in front of him that came out from all corners of the carriage and fell to the ground, turning into five giant ghosts.
It's just that when these five evil-looking ghosts saw Feng Bingwen's majestic appearance, they were so frightened that they hunched over and had a flattering look on their faces.
"I've seen you, sir. I wonder what you're doing by stopping me?"
A big ghost suppressed his fear, endured the pain of his soul almost collapsing, and plucked up the courage to ask.
"Let me ask you, what's going on with the old doctor lying on the carriage you're dragging? I'll tell you the truth. If there's any untruth, I'll let you have a taste of the lightning strike and let you know what it means to be out of your mind.
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Feng Bingwen asked sharply. As soon as he passed through the sky, he felt the Yin Qi mixed with the blood of living people. At first, he thought it was a ghost harming people.
If he hadn't seen the scent of incense wrapped around these five big ghosts, he would have just swung down the thunder from the sky and wiped them out.
After he stopped him, he felt that there must be something hidden, because the person lying on the carriage was none other than Dr. Qin, whom the two elderly people at home were talking about.
"Sir, this is unfair. We are acting according to the city god's decree and have no intention of harming the common people."
"That's right, that's right. We are spirit ghosts who have been offered incense and offerings by mortals. We are different from those lonely ghosts!"
Several other big ghosts also noticed that the situation was not good and quickly explained. If the situation at hand was not answered correctly, it would probably end in disgrace.
"City God's Law?"
"Sir, you don't know something. There is a flood in Yunze Prefecture. The flood is about to recede, but suddenly a plague breaks out. Now the imperial court is mobilizing doctors from various states to go to the epidemic area to treat those infected.
Mortals suffering from the disease, we act accordingly.”
"So you are asked to help transport the doctor?"
Feng Bingwen found it interesting but also a bit ridiculous.
"Urgent times do extraordinary things. Sir, please don't underestimate us. We and the five ghosts are skilled in transportation. It only takes half a day to transport people and carriages thousands of miles away.
The old gentleman in the car only needs to lie down in the car and have a good sleep without any bumps. When he wakes up, he will be refreshed and he will have reached his destination without having to suffer from the fatigue of the carriage."
"Interesting, do other state capitals also send doctors here like this?"
"We don't know, maybe there are other means."
The five ghosts looked at each other, then shook their heads honestly.
"Well, stopping you and others has also delayed a lot of your time. It just so happens that I also want to take a look at the refugee camp in Yunze Prefecture to see if I can help with anything, but I don't know the location. That's why
I am worried that I have met you. Since we are together, let’s go together together!”
Feng Bingwen's tone did not allow for rejection and was very domineering. The five ghosts' faces were full of sorrow. Although they wanted to refuse, their arms could not twist their thighs. They could only let this godly general who came out of nowhere wrap them and the carriage and fly away. Up to the sky.
With the guidance of the five ghosts, Feng Bingwen quickly found a refugee camp. In fact, there was no need for guidance. The private tents stretched for nearly a hundred miles. If it were in the sky, even thousands of miles away, they could See the outline.
After arriving outside the camp, Feng Bingwen dropped down at the gate of the camp very consciously, and also put down the carriage that he had brought with him.
When he arrived, there was a surging wind and clouds, a mighty divine light, and many visions, with almost no cover. Therefore, someone from the camp quickly came out to greet him. It was an official wearing a red robe.
Feng Bingwen did not study the grades and costumes of the officials, so he did not know how powerful the people in front of him were. However, no matter how big the officials were, as long as they had not practiced cultivation, they were all the same.
Even though the red-robed official in front of him was accompanied by soldiers and generals, cheering in front and behind him, he looked very majestic. To him, there was no difference. On the contrary, when the other party saw him, he looked wary but also hopeful. .
"I wonder where your Majesty came from? Are you here to save the suffering people?"
It should be noted that Feng Bingwen was still wearing the dragon armor given by the Dragon Lord at this time, although it was made by the Dragon Lord who had turned into a real dragon before his transformation.
However, given the luxury of Dragon Palace's water veins and the amount of immortal treasures and divine materials incorporated into it, it must be a heavy treasure. Feng Bingwen had not moved before, and the aura emanating from the armor almost shattered the five spirit ghosts.
The divine light emanating from this armor, coupled with Feng Bingwen's arrogant appearance, couldn't help but be ignored by the officials in charge of the refugee camp here.
"I just heard that there is an epidemic here, and I don't know the specific situation. I just came here to see if there is anything I can do to help."
Feng Bingwen directly ignored the other party's first question. He had no serious background now. Even though he became a master, he did not go back to the Immortal Mountain to practice with him.
"I see."
After hearing the other party's statement that he had no means to eliminate the plague, the red-robed official was inevitably a little disappointed, but he quickly cheered up.
After all, the other party is an immortal and a god. Even if he does not have the means to drive away the disease, as long as he is willing to use his magical powers to help, the pressure on the government can be reduced a lot.
"Then please ask the immortal master to follow me into that view."
"This doctor..."
Feng Bingwen did not forget the old doctor Qin who was still sleeping soundly on the carriage beside him.
"Of course someone will make arrangements. Master Immortal, please don't worry, please come with me."
Looking at the weather here, although there is a raging epidemic in the sky, there is no chaos. Obviously, the government is still in control of suppressing everything.
After entering the camp, Feng Bingwen couldn't help but marvel. The endless camp in front of him didn't look dirty at all. The brown oilcloth tents were lined up in rows, and they were as neat as a piece of land that had been magnified many times. checkerboard.
The only regret is that this camp, which houses an unknown number of thousands of victims, seems particularly lonely. Except for the guarding soldiers, there are almost no people moving around.