The one who clicked on Zhou Wenju's acupuncture point was a middle-aged scribe. He wore a yellow robe and tied his hair in a bun like a Taoist priest. He had long eyebrows and narrow eyes, and a sinister expression. He said in a low voice: "If you want to survive, just follow us honestly.
Come."
Those who know the current affairs are heroes, but now they fall into the hands of the enemy. If they struggle and resist, they will only suffer the consequences. Hu Xiaotian nodded and said with a smile: "Brother, I don't seem to know you. Have you found the wrong person?"
The middle-aged scribe said: "That's right! You are the one we are looking for!" He and the other man pulled up Hu Xiaotian and Liang Dazhuang and pushed them to a house not far ahead. They had just reached the gate.
At the same time, the door opened, and a short and fat man came up to him and said, "Third brother, did you succeed?"
The middle-aged scribe asked them to bring the people in first, and he stayed behind and looked outside. After making sure that no one was following him, he closed the door and locked the door from the inside.
Although Hu Xiaotian has not been in Qingyun for a long time, he has already offended many people. He is silently calculating in his heart which enemy wants to deal with him. Liang Dazhuang has just reported his identity, and these people are not moved at all.
It seems that they are not people who are afraid of trouble. Things are really troublesome. In the past, Murong Feiyan was by his side to protect him and he never worried about safety issues. However, Murong Feiyan was taking care of Le Yao at this time and was not in Qingyun County at all. Liang Dazhuang
His combat effectiveness is not even as good as his own. In this current situation, he can only rely on himself to find a way out of trouble.
After passing through the front yard and walking through the second door to the inner house, he saw that the east wing was brightly lit. At this time, a person came out of it. Hu Xiaotian saw clearly that it was Zhou Wenju, the miracle doctor of Xichuan.
Zhou Wenju looked quite surprised when he saw Hu Xiaotian. He said in shock: "Master Hu... why are you here?" Then he noticed the medicine boy standing next to Hu Xiaotian, and suddenly understood all this. He said angrily: "
Zhou Xing, you beast, you dare to frame Mr. Hu!" He rushed up and waved his palm to hit the medicine boy, but the short and fat man grabbed his wrist and pushed him to the ground with a hard push.
The medicine boy Zhou Xing cried loudly: "Sir... that man is hopeless... they threatened you to pay with your life, I... then I remembered Mr. Hu... don't hit me, sir..." He rushed up
He seemed to be fighting the short and fat man, but he was kicked in the lower abdomen by the short and fat man, and he fell to the ground. Before the medicine boy could get up, the short and fat man pulled out his saber with a clang and placed it on the medicine boy.
On the child's neck, he growled fiercely: "If you can't save my young master today, I will make all of you pay for it with your lives."
Hu Xiaotian feels that this guy is a little clueless. Damn it, is this guy inconsiderate? Your young master is doing this shit to me? I have to say that Hu Xiaotian was really scared just now, worried that someone would want to retaliate against him. Put them away
How unjust it must be for him to get here and get slapped without asking any questions. But after coming here, seeing Zhou Wenju, and hearing the words of the medicine boy and the short fat man, Hu Xiaotian made a guess in his heart.
It was almost certain that Zhou Wenju had been kidnapped to treat his illness. The patient must have been seriously ill. Zhou Wenju was also helpless, so these people came to find him.
Listen to the conversation between Zhou Wenju and the medicine boy Zhou Xing. It seems that Zhou Wenju did not confess himself, but Zhou Xing betrayed him on his own initiative.
The short fat man stared at Hu Xiaotian fiercely and said: "If you don't hurry up and go see my young master for medical treatment, if you dare to delay again, I will chop him with a knife."
Hu Xiaotian suddenly laughed.
Obviously, none of them expected him to laugh at such a time, and they were all stunned by his laughter. They thought to themselves that this guy is not normal. No normal person would be able to laugh in this situation.
The short fat man rubbed his nose and said: "Laughing? Laughing at your uncle. Believe it or not, you made me angry and chopped you with a knife?"
Hu Xiaotian shook his head and said: "I don't believe it! If you dare to chop me with a knife, if I die, your young master will also be buried with you. It's like you chopped your young master with a knife. Come on! I'm waiting for you.
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"Uh..." Humpty Dumpty was overwhelmed by Hu Xiaotian's army.
"Uh, how big is your mother!" Hu Xiaotian actually pointed at the short fat man's nose and walked over. Zhou Wenju and Liang Dazhuang were all sweating for him. No one dared to imagine that Hu Xiaotian dared to curse in this situation.
There was no fear at all on Hu Xiaotian's face: "You short winter melon, you actually threatened me and chopped it into pieces if you wanted to. Didn't your family teach you to be polite?" He was not showing off his courage, but he knew what he was doing.
Since the gangster tried every means to rob himself to save others, he would not attack him easily. He used this to test the other party's bottom line and see if they were willing to take advantage of others.
The short fat man was stunned by Hu Xiaotian's scolding. Only then did he react. He raised his saber and said: "I'll chop you up..." Before he could rush forward, his two companions had already stopped him. The middle-aged man had already stopped him.
The scribe shouted: "Lao Wu, calm down." He winked, and the other person pulled the short fat man aside. The two whispered a few words in a low voice, and took Yaotong and Liang Dazhuang to the west room for custody.
The two of them were also their hostages, in order to coerce Hu Xiaotian into obedience.
Hu Xiaotian saw this and secretly understood in his heart that the injured young master was very important to these people. The real purpose of their kidnapping was to save people, which meant that at least he still had some of the initiative.
The middle-aged scribe came to Hu Xiaotian, his face completely changed at this time. He smiled and cupped his hands and said: "Sir Hu, we really have no choice but to do this today. Please forgive me for the offense."
From his words, it can be inferred that he has a clear understanding of Hu Xiaotian's identity. But the more serious the situation becomes, the more they know that Hu Xiaotian is an official of the imperial court, they still dare to kidnap him, which is enough to prove that these people are not good people.
Hu Xiaotian said: "It's not as simple as offending. Kidnapping court officials, threatening and intimidating, and imprisoning freedom. The combination of these crimes will probably lead to beheading."
The middle-aged scribe smiled and said: "Sir, there is no need to threaten us. The crimes we have been charged with are already capital crimes. Even if we have a few more crimes, it will not hinder us. For us, one more day of life is one day of gain, even if it is
Unfortunately, we have to die tonight, so we have no regrets."
Hu Xiaotian couldn't help having a headache when he heard that. I said, after a long time, they were all desperadoes. This is troublesome. People are not afraid of death! Doesn't it mean that it is difficult to escape today? Hu Xiaotian said: "What do you want to do with me?
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The middle-aged scribe said: "My young master was seriously injured. I heard that Mr. Hu has superb medical skills and unparalleled hands. He saved the second son of the Wan family and the eldest mistress of the Wan family. Therefore, I asked Mr. Hu to come and heal my young master's injuries."
Hu Xiaotian secretly sighed in his heart. People are afraid of being famous, but people are afraid of being strong. Even though they are saving people, it is not a good thing to spread the word. Now trouble is coming. He sighed and said: "Saving people is a good thing. If you follow etiquette,
If you sincerely ask me, of course I won’t refuse, but you just used such despicable methods to trick me into coming here, so..."
The middle-aged scribe said: "If adults knew our true identities, how would they be willing to help save people?"
He was right. If Hu Xiaotian knew that he was asked to help rescue the robbers, he would not pay any attention to them and would definitely let them fend for themselves.
Hu Xiaotian said: "Mr. Zhou is the number one miracle doctor in Xichuan. If he can't cure the disease, I may not be able to do anything about it."
When Zhou Wenju heard Hu Xiaotian mentioning him, he couldn't help but look ashamed. After coming to Qingyun, he suffered setbacks one after another. First, he was helpless to save Wanfu's eldest mistress. Now, although he was kidnapped by this gang of gangsters, he also faced injuries.
There was nothing he could do. If he had the ability to heal the injured person, these gangsters would not come to Hu Xiaotian.
The middle-aged scribe chuckled. After laughing, a gloomy chill flashed through his eyes: "If my young master dies, all of you will be buried together."
Hu Xiaotian knew that he was in big trouble tonight. He nodded and said: "I have seen many people asking people to see doctors. This is the first time I have seen people asking people to see doctors. It's okay, let me see the injured first.
." He came to Zhou Wenju and winked at him and said, "Mr. Zhou, how is the patient's condition?"
Zhou Wenju said truthfully: "The situation is not very good. You will know when you take a look."
Hu Xiaotian walked into the room and saw a man lying on the bed by the light of the lamp. The man's face was pale, his eyes were closed, and his lips were also extremely pale. He had a typical anemic appearance. He could tell at a glance that he was in a coma.
, the white sheet covering him has been stained red by the blood flowing out.
Zhou Wenju slowly opened the sheet. The man's upper body was naked, and there was a shocking wound on his midriff. Hu Xiaotian judged at first glance that it was injured by a sharp blade. When he lowered his head and looked again, he saw that the man's lower body was still wearing black trousers. It should be
Dressed up for a night walk. I was suddenly startled in my heart. I cast my gaze on the man's face again. The face that was clearly illuminated by lightning in the dark night suddenly appeared in my mind. The injured person in front of me was clearly the man who visited Wanfu at night. His intention was
The flower thief who robbed Le Yao.
Hu Xiaotian's surprise was extraordinary. There are certain things in the world. He didn't expect that the flower thief escaped and ran around in a circle before meeting him again. Hu Xiaotian didn't even need to ask about the medical history. He knew that the wound on this person's stomach was caused by a wound.
Murong Feiyan poked it out with a sword. Why didn't he stab this guy to death at that time? If he killed him, wouldn't it have been settled once and for all, and it would have saved him so much trouble, so in many cases, he just couldn't leave any trouble behind, and killed him.
It does make sense that weeds need to be rooted out.
Hu Xiaotian regretted it all, but he had to get through the crisis at hand first.
Zhou Wenju said: "His wound was too deep. I just helped him stop the bleeding temporarily. As for the rest, I can't do anything else." His expression looked a little embarrassed. In fact, it was not that Zhou Wenju's medical skills were not good, but that he was familiar with this kind of abdomen.
He has little experience in treating acute trauma. His limited surgical knowledge is limited to bandaging trauma, reducing fractures, etc. This kind of trauma is too difficult for him, and it involves damage to internal organs. For Zhou Wenju, who is basically
It was really difficult for ancient doctors without any knowledge of human anatomy to start. (To be continued...)
