Early in the morning, Lin Haihai took Wangchen to Jingzhao Yin Yamen. After a month of open and secret visits, he had preliminary evidence that Bai Mu Yang was hoarding medicinal materials. However, Bai Mu Yang never revealed the location of the warehouse!
Lin Haihai couldn't wait any longer. The medicines from the plantations were not yet available on the market. Even if they could be put on the market, the medicines from the plantations were still not perfect enough. Many effective and cheap Chinese herbal medicines were no longer available in the market. The workers and disciples of the plantations had no choice but to buy them in the market.
After work, I carry a basket on my back to the nearby hills to collect herbs.
The autumn wind is gradually rising and everything is in depression. During this season change, influenza is most likely to occur on a large scale. Lin Haihai knows that influenza is not a product of modern times. Every era and every region has the possibility of an outbreak. Medicines
In short supply, Lin Haihai was not worried about the situation and was always uneasy. Although Western medicine could be continuously wholesaled, she and Li Junyue were the only Western medicine doctors. The imperial doctors had only scratched the surface of their knowledge and were not enough to treat patients independently. Traditional Chinese medicine was the only way to treat patients.
It is the fundamental guarantee.
According to Zheng Feng's report, there has been commotion in various places among the people due to the shortage of medicines. There are still many people on the market who are sweeping away the medicines in the hands of drug addicts. The medicinal materials trading market in the southeast has been closed for a few days, and various medical clinics have
Already in panic.
Today she deliberately took the time to go to the Yamen. Since he didn't say anything, don't blame her for being rude. She wasn't a good man or woman even though she was fierce.
"I'm looking for Mr. Luo!" Lin Haihai said to the Yamen servant.
"Doctor Lin, please!" the yamen servant recognized her and said respectfully.
Lin Haihai nodded and led Wangchen in. Luo Kuangyuan was already waiting. When he saw Lin Haihai coming, he quickly stood up to greet him.
"Master Luo, is there any progress?" Lin Haihai asked.
"There is no progress! This guy is really hard and hard to eat, and he has used his sentence, but his mouth is very stingy, and he doesn't vomit!" Luo Mining Yuan's face was full of frustration.
"It doesn't matter, let me meet him for a while!" Lin Haihai had a trace of violence in his eyes. She always got angry these days and had no self-control at all. Is it a problem with the weather? She herself was confused.
Luo Kuanyuan nodded and said, "I'll go with you!"
"No need, just let Wangchen accompany me!" Lin Haihai said succinctly.
"Then I'll wait for you outside. Remember, be careful. This guy is a hidden master. Even though he is locked in prison, you still have to be careful." Luo Kuanyuan warned.
"I will do it, don't worry, Mr. Luo!" Lin Haihai said.
When a group of people came to the cell door, Lin Haihai said: "Don't come in, Wangchen and I can just go in!"
"Remember, be careful!" Luo Kuanyuan was a little worried, but she must have her own reasons for doing this, and he didn't want to interfere.
Lin Haihai took Wangchen in. Bai Muyang was imprisoned in a five-square-meter secret room, guarded by four guards. Lin Haihai motioned for them to go out. The four of them looked at each other, clasped their fists and said, "Miss, please be careful.
Don't get too close!" They didn't know who Lin Haihai was, but to be able to walk in here easily, I believe he was definitely not an ordinary person.
"I know, please close the door!" Lin Haihai said politely.
The four of them clasped their fists again, then exited, closing the door behind them.
Lin Haihai approached the cage and looked at the disheveled Baimu Yang. The white prison clothes were stained with blood. He could tell at a glance that he was a person who had been tortured. Lin Haihai was very disgusted with these stubborn bad guys, and felt sick in his heart. She
Holding his breath for a while, he suppressed the turbulence in his heart. Bai Muyang stared at Lin Haihai coldly with squinted eyes, and suddenly made a "poof" sound from his mouth, wanting to spit out a mouthful of Lin Haihai's blood. Lin Haihai flashed sideways, and with a
Feeling sick, she immediately leaned over and retched. A trace of worry flashed in Wangchen's eyes, and he took out a white handkerchief from his arms and handed it to Lin Haihai.
Bai Muyang smiled sadly: "Princess, this is not the place you should come to. Go wherever you feel comfortable!" After saying that, he closed his eyes contemptuously and lay down against the wall.
Lin Haihai stood up, wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, turned to Wangchen and said: "Open the lock with your sword, I want to go in!"
Forgot to listen to his life, the cold sword flashed, put away the sword fall, the lock was engraved into two sections. There was a strange trace of Bai Mu Yang's eyes, and then he laughed.
"You stay at the door, don't let people come in!" Lin Haihai commanded indifferently.
Wangchen didn't say anything. She knew Lin Haihai's ability. She healed her wounds that day, and the extent of her skills was beyond her estimation. She walked to the cell door, folded her arms and said nothing.
Lin Haihai couldn't control his inner irritability, kicked the door open, and asked coldly: "Where are the medicines that have been hoarded?"
Bai Muyang stood up and looked at Lin Haihai who was a little angry. Since this person was the princess, she was naturally the best life-saving talisman. He kidnapped her and took her out. I believe no one would dare to stop her.
"Do you think I will tell you?" He laughed loudly, "What a God-given opportunity, you actually came to die by yourself. Everything started from and ended with you!" After saying that, his face changed, and there was a look in his eyes.
A cruel and bloodthirsty light flashed through. Lin Haihai was approached with a throat-locking move. Lin Haihai was extremely angry. She had waited for a month and had lost her patience. Some people's wolfish ambitions had plunged the people into dire straits. She didn't care.
Whoever is in power can't play with the lives of the people. She used her right hand to control the wind, eliminating Bai Muyang's sharpness. She clamped her two fingers firmly on Bai Muyang's wrist and threw it lightly. Bai Muyang's body fell heavily.
He went out, hit the wall and bounced to the ground. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He stared at Lin Haihai in disbelief. Lin Haihai pointed his finger in the air and touched his Tianzhong and Tanzhong points. It felt painful, sore and numb.
The feeling immediately swept through the whole body, and Bai Muyang curled up and trembled non-stop.
Lin Haihai approached: "Say, I don't have much patience!" The voice was frightening and cold, which meant that there would be more exciting things to come.
A sneer appeared on Bai Muyang's pale face, and he said: "Do you think torture can be effective? Let me tell you, if I snort, my surname is not Bai!"
Lin Haihai stood up and looked at him coldly, "In that case, I should watch a good show!" Her lips raised lightly, and a trace of ridicule escaped from her eyes. She seemed to be in a happy mood!
Gently setting up the barrier, she said: "Take your time and enjoy the feeling of being killed by an evil ghost!" After reciting the spell, the wind surged and the dark wind gusted. Bai Muyang looked at the faces floating in the air in horror.
"Master, do you still recognize me? I'm Xiaohong! You throw me into the well, it's very cold there, do you want to try?" Xiaohong walked towards Bai Muyang, her body wet, and pointed her slender fingers straight towards
He stretched out his hand and gently attached it to his face. Bai Muyang looked at her in horror and asked in a trembling voice: "Are you Xiaohong? Aren't you dead?"
"Thanks to the master, Xiaohong has become a lonely ghost, wandering on the road of Huangquan every day, and cannot be reincarnated!" Xiaohong looked at Bai Muyang faintly, her green face was covered with hair, and water was seeping down from her hair!
Bai Muyang's body moved back, and his hands continued to wave: "No, this is the eye -catching method, there is no ghost in this world!"
"Master Bai!" A white shadow floated over, and a woman with light makeup looked at him quietly and said resentfully: "Do you still remember me?"
"Piaoxue? Are you Piaoxue?" Bai Muyang rolled his eyes and fainted!