After Jiu'er left, Su Yu glanced at Dongfang Qing and said, "Father, did you really let sister Jiu'er do it?"
"Why do you ask."
Su Yu shook his head, "I just feel that although sister Jiu'er is very smart, she is still only a six-year-old child. Isn't these things too tiring..."
Dongfang Qing paused and then said, "Ah Yu, different people need to be treated in different ways. If it were placed on an ordinary six-year-old child, it would be a burden that could destroy them. And that child Jiu'er..."
"If you don't let her do it and let her play and live like an ordinary child, it will be boring for her."
"I see."
At the same time, he made up his mind in his heart that he was not as talented as his sister Jiuer. He had to work harder to avoid being left too far behind by his younger brothers and sisters.
…
At this moment, the tea shed next to a certain official road heading to southern Xinjiang was full of people.
These guests also have a common trait, most of them are healers.
Due to the poisonous mist incident in Dreamland, doctors can be said to be the most popular profession nowadays. Even if they only have some superficial medical skills, the demand exceeds the supply.
Being able to gather so many doctors here at once is naturally no small matter, and it is not something ordinary people are capable of doing.
"My fellow colleagues, since we are all going to Southern Xinjiang, we must all have outstanding medical skills. This is not to belittle oneself, but Southern Xinjiang has been particularly outstanding in treating poisonous poisons since ancient times. This time, we are spending a lot of money to find good doctors all over the world.
, I’m afraid that the situation of the patient who asked me to wait is not very optimistic..."
Someone laughed and said, "Why does this colleague have to talk in such a roundabout way? If we work alone, we may not be able to achieve anything. But if we join forces, maybe we can still think of a way. The medical treatment in southern Xinjiang is indeed
Poison and poison techniques are all outstanding, but no matter how powerful they are, there are always unexpected places. Looking for people like us, it must be a new idea to treat patients."
"Very true. Since we meet here, we are destined to meet each other. When we arrive in southern Xinjiang, it would be best for us to communicate more with each other."
Nowadays, many countries spend a lot of money to seek medical treatment. Among them, the importance of "heavy money" in southern Xinjiang is obviously particularly impressive.
Otherwise, he would not have gone there even though he knew that the patients in southern Xinjiang must be unusually serious.
The people here basically have some real abilities and are very confident in themselves. In addition, they all want to be famous or like yellow and white things.
Although they say they want to take care of each other on the surface, it's hard to say what they think in their hearts.
After everyone had their own thoughts, someone spoke again, "Have your colleagues heard about Xiyue's situation?"
"Are you talking about the fact that those who were poisoned in the Dream Realm have now been cured of their poison?"
Thinking of something, the person who answered the call subconsciously lowered his voice.
"That's exactly what happened. I passed by the Xiyue border a few days ago and heard rumors that although doctors from the official medical office in Xiyue Kyoto treated those people, it was actually..."
He paused for a moment before continuing, "Yes..." He reviewed Jiu'er's identity in his mind and chose the one who looked the least sensitive and said, "It was Emperor Xiyue's niece who taught them how to solve it behind their back."
These words were not terrible and treacherous words, but after everyone figured out the various identities of Emperor Xiyue's niece, the teahouse's breathing became quieter.
After a while, someone spoke again with some fear, "Three days after the fire in the Dreamland, someone who tried to enter the Dreamland saw some very scary things..."
He swallowed his saliva and said, "They saw some people who must have entered the Dream Realm before them. They died in terrible conditions. Dozens of people were cut into dozens of pieces each..."
Some people feel that they can't drink the tea in their hands.
"What are you talking about?"
The speaker breathed out softly, "I don't want to say it either. But ever since I heard that rumor and this incident, I have been keeping it in my heart. And I feel that it might have something to do with your and my trip to southern Xinjiang..."
Some people frowned and asked, "How do you say this?"
"You must have all heard what the devil Murong Shuo said before he set himself on fire. At that time, he threw his witch disciple into the crowd and said that if anyone dared to hurt her, they would kill each other. If anyone dared to take her
Once killed, there will be a whole family of massacrers..."
These words made the temperature in the tea shed under the scorching sun inexplicably drop a few points.
The person who spoke subconsciously swallowed again, "And those who later found corpses in the dreamland didn't know whether they were frightened or stunned. A theory began to spread that those people
So we ended up like that because they besieged...that...witch who also entered the dream realm again."
"In other words, the devil's last words, which were like a curse on his deathbed, took effect... Because those people besieged the demon girl, she ended up with a mutilated body. Probably the demon girl was not in serious trouble, because she didn't see Da Jing. There are legendary legends in these countries.
The news of the demon girl’s death must come out, otherwise, all the nine clans with incomplete corpses must have been wiped out.”
Someone slammed the tea cup on the table, as if to suppress something terrible, "Absurd! How can it be fake that the devil turned into ashes under tens of millions of eyes?"
"Don't forget, Regent Da Jing also died in the Dream Realm. Why couldn't those people be killed by Regent Da Jing or someone related to him?"
Everyone: Although the Regent of Da Jing is dead, isn’t the Regent of Da Jing scary?
They also exist like monsters and monsters...
But what is more terrifying now is indeed the various problems left by the devil Murong Shuo. Someone immediately explained, "Brother, it is true that the devil turned into ashes. What this dear friend means is that the devil
It’s very possible that he also left behind some terrible men and horses.”
"Impossible. If there were such people, how could he be so desperate that he set himself on fire and died?"
Someone else said, "So, what you are saying is that if we go to southern Xinjiang, if the devil still has people left in this world, those people will be harmful to us?"
The person who first mentioned this nodded, "The devil self-immolated, Prince Yin, the regent of Southern Xinjiang, was the first to bear the brunt and played a very key role in it. So..."
"Ha," someone laughed sarcastically before he finished speaking, "Since we met here, all of you are traveling together, so you must have something you want. If you are timid and afraid, you might as well go back now!
"
These words slapped the face of the person who had begun to shrink from his heart.
Some people blushed for a while, "As doctors, it is my duty to save lives and heal the wounded and overcome difficult and complicated diseases. There is no way I can go back now..."
"Hehehe, that's it. There are a lot of dangers in the world. If you're afraid, just hide in your turtle shell and don't come out."
They reached a unified opinion on this matter, and for the time being they really started to discuss it in a decent way.
They have the same clear mind.
Now Xiyue Kyoto has organized a large-scale organization to detoxify the dreamland. Those who were poisoned and still alive are trying their best to rush to Xiyue.
Xiyue did not say that it would not detoxify people from a certain country.
Come to think of it, even people from Southern Xinjiang and Northern Desert, the two countries that took the lead and played a major role in the Dreamland incident, will not turn away Xiyue as long as they go there.
So why do people in southern Xinjiang spend so much money to find medical treatment?
They can only think of one possibility, and this is the only possibility.
That is, Prince Yin, the regent of southern Xinjiang, was himself poisoned!
After all, Prince Yin also penetrated deep into the hinterland of the Dream Realm...