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Chapter two hundred and seventy-ninth not let

Because of the strict epidemic prevention measures for the diarrhea patient in the backyard, the atmosphere in Qianjin Hall was a little tense.

Perhaps sensing their nervousness, there were fewer guests.

When two men wearing silk shirts and waving fans walked in, the disciples did not pay attention to come forward to say hello.

The two men looked at each other nervously.

"Sir." The disciple finally saw it and hurriedly stood over, "asking for a diagnosis or getting medicine?"

The two men became even more nervous and couldn't help but take a step back.

"Grab...grab...the medicine," one said.

Oh, he's a stammer... The disciple suddenly understood, but doctors must treat everyone equally and cannot laugh at other people's shortcomings. His demeanor was more kind.

"Please, do you want to take the medicine according to the prescription or separately?" he asked.

The man looked at him and was speechless.

"Catch him alone." The other one couldn't stand it, pushed him away, and strode over.

He leaned on the counter and slapped his big hand like a cattail leaf fan on the counter.

The disciple at the counter was startled and looked at the man again.

He wears the kind of satin clothes worn by ordinary merchant bosses, swings an elegant fan, and has a fat head and big ears, but no matter how you look at it, you feel...this clothes seems to be stolen...it feels inconsistent with this person...

"This, this, this, each weighs ten pounds." He nodded casually and said.

Ten pounds!

The disciples were a little stunned.

"What? You see I have no money?" the man glared.

The disciple hurriedly apologized and called for help. The quantity was too large and he had to take the goods directly from the warehouse.

"Hey, little brother, what's going on with your Qianjintang's recent execution of people?" the man asked again.

It was very embarrassing to be asked directly like this. The disciple turned around with a bit of indignation.

"It's not us who kill people," he said, "it's us who are being blackmailed!"

"Look, let me tell you, it must be like this. The boss said it, Mrs. Qi won't kill people...those people are pretending to be pitiful..." another one said excitedly.

The disciple who said this was a little confused and looked at him in surprise.

This guy doesn't stutter and speaks so smoothly that I can't understand what he is talking about...

The man who spoke earlier kicked this man, and the man quickly kept silent and did not dare to speak.

"Yes, yes, Mrs. Qi will definitely not be like this." He smiled at his disciple and leaned over the counter, "Little brother, tell me what's going on."

Of course the disciple was happy to say it, but before he could open his mouth, a disciple rushed in from outside the door.

"Senior Brother, it's not good, Master has been arrested by Wang Qingchun..." the two disciples shouted.

This news caused chaos in the hall.

"what happened?"

"Why?"

Everyone gathered around and shouted.

"He said that Master spread rumors to disturb people's hearts." The disciple said, not sure whether he was running away or sweating profusely.

"Nonsense, how dare he talk such nonsense." Zhang Tong also came out of the backyard, looking surprised.

"Not only did they arrest Master, they also came to seal up our Qianjin Hall!" the disciple shouted, pointing outside, "People are already here..."

The disciples were in a panic and shouted.

"Go find Master and come back quickly." Everyone shouted.

This master naturally refers to Qi Yue.

"No, we can't call her back now." Aru rushed from behind and shouted, "She is making medicine. If it distracts her, what will happen to the medicine?"

"But, but what should we do?" Everyone ran out of ideas and asked anxiously.

"What should I do?" Hu San walked out and gritted his teeth, "Don't let them in!"

"Is this okay?" Aru looked at him and asked.

Hu San straightened his back and looked out the door.

"Okay!" he said seriously.

There was a commotion in the hall, and the two men who took medicine were left aside and no one paid attention to them.

"Brother, it looks like there's going to be a fight." Someone whispered.

"Let's fight, what are you afraid of?" The other one said with a glare, his face was excited, and he touched his body with one hand, and there was only a fan.

"Brother, don't be ridiculous. Big brother said that we can't cause trouble for Madam Qi. If anyone knows our identities, Madam Qi will be beheaded if she is accused of being a bandit!" He said in a low voice.

The previous one calmed down.

"Then what should we do? Just watch Mrs. Qi's people being bullied?" he asked in a low voice.

This kind of question that requires IQ is really embarrassing.

The man touched his head.

"I just told him to let the dog head open, he has many evil ideas..." he muttered.

The two of them stood there dumbly, watching the excited and thin disciples slam the door and then hold it with their hands.

Just after closing the door, the voices of Wang Qingchun and others sounded outside.

"..Open the door! You think everything will be fine if you close the door?"

"You surnamed Wang, you are avenging your personal revenge! Don't think we don't know!" Hu San shouted, "Release our master, we still have patients living there. If treatment is delayed, I will sue you for intercepting the doctor and killing someone!"

You can really learn and apply it!

Wang Qingchun sneered angrily, looking at the excitement here, and countless people gathered on the street to watch.

Therefore, Qianjin Hall is really a treasure for the people of Yongqing Mansion. The theater troupe cannot afford to hire them, but with them here, there is no need to worry about watching the theater...

Two boys in the crowd saw it and ran away.

"Housekeeper, it's bad, Wang Qingchun is bullying the young lady again!" They ran into Dingxihou Mansion and found the housekeeper and shouted.

"Isn't this grandson finished yet?" The housekeeper stood up and thought for a moment, "Isn't the prince leaving yet?"

The boy shook his head, meaning he didn't know.

"Hurry up and go to Shan Ning Mansion to see if the prince has not set off yet. If he has not set off, tell him," the steward said.

"What if we start our journey?" the boy asked blankly.

"Then...it's not fate," the housekeeper said with a sigh.

What does this have to do with fate? The boys didn't understand, but they didn't ask and went busy.

The door of Qianjin Hall was finally knocked open because the patient's family members were crying outside.

"We won't let you treat him, we will take him away." Dr. Zhu's wife cried.

The patient's family asked to leave, but they really couldn't refuse.

Wang Qingchun shook his clothes and looked disdainful.

A group of small shrimps and small fish, what else do you want to cause trouble?

Are there any patients threatening to let Liu Pucheng go? They are so stupid. Do they think he is the only doctor in Yongqing Mansion?

ridiculous!

Dr. Zhu's wife cried and went back, and several guards followed her, preparing to carry her away.

"No!" Aru stretched out his hand to stop him, "You can't take people away."

"That's my man! Where did you, this woman, come from?" Dr. Zhu's wife was startled by the woman who suddenly blocked the road and shouted immediately.

"I am the head nurse here. No one can take this patient away." Aru said. This was the first time she faced so many people. She was so nervous that she was shaking all over, but she still stood still and stretched out her hand without moving. "This patient

It is contagious and must be isolated and must not be moved, otherwise more people will get the disease."

The people in the room were stunned for a moment.

infect…

Doctor Zhu's wife thought of what her husband had said about plague, and immediately took two steps back with a look of horror on her face.

"Really, is it really a plague?" she shouted tremblingly.

As soon as he said this, the crowd outside cheered loudly.

"What?"

"Plague!"

"Mom! It's over and there's a plague!"

Wang Qingchun was furious and shouted to the crowd.

"It's not a plague! Don't listen to Qianjintang's nonsense! It's because you had diarrhea after eating bad food!" He shouted loudly, "The boss of Qingfeng Tower used bad vegetables and meat, which caused several people to have vomiting and diarrhea."

After shouting several times, the scene became quiet.

"You are so bold. You dare to talk nonsense like this. You are going to cause civil unrest!" Wang Qingchun raised his eyebrows and shouted sternly, "Everyone who comes will be taken away and the store will be closed!"

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

"No, absolutely can't take it away!" Aru shouted, blocking the door firmly.

Dr. Zhu's wife raised her hand and hit him.

"Little hoof, what are you thinking about?" she scolded.

Aru was hit hard and half of his face turned red.

Before Dr. Zhu's wife could put her hand down, someone rushed over and slapped her across the face.

Dr. Zhu's wife was not on guard and could not withstand the force of the unexpected palm. She fell out and was hit so hard that she could hardly breathe.

"Hit her! You dare to hit her! I'll beat you to death!" Hu San pointed angrily at Dr. Zhu's wife and cursed.

This sudden blow made everyone stunned.

"Why do you, a man, beat a woman?" A doctor shouted tremblingly when he couldn't stand it anymore.

The people at Qian Jin Tang are so rude!

This is a medical clinic, maybe a black shop!

"I don't care about you, women or men!" Hu San glared at the doctor fiercely, "I'll hit whoever hits her!"

Dr. Zhu's wife came to her senses and sat on the ground crying. The relatives who had followed her gave up and rushed towards Hu San.

Hu San couldn't beat four hands with one punch, but he still protected A Ru in front of him.

Seeing that they were taking action, the other disciples naturally wanted to help Hu San, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

"What are you doing! What are you doing!" A deafening roar suddenly sounded from the crowd. At the same time, two people rushed in and separated the melee crowd in three strokes.

The people on Wang Qingchun's side looked at the two people who suddenly jumped out.

Obviously not from Qianjintang.

"Who are you?" Wang Qingchun asked carefully, "What do you want to do?"

Countless eyes looked over, and the two stout men in silk shirts were a little stunned.

"We..." one of them stammered, "...caught...the ones who took the medicine..."

Taking medicine?

Everyone looked at them with suspicion.

"We are taking medicine, what are you doing? Why don't you pack the medicine for us quickly!" Another person yelled with eyes wide open, pointing at the disciples of Qianjin Hall.

Are these two people stupid? At what time and on what occasion did they take medicine?

"You two, Qianjintang is going to be closed down, so we can't sell medicine. You'd better go to other places." Wang Qingchun said in a deep voice.

"Search! We had to get medicine before the seizure. It doesn't matter now. Hurry up and get us medicine!" The man shouted with a glare.

Where did this lunatic come from...

Everyone looked at these two people in amazement.

"What are you doing? What do you want to do? You want to stop us from getting the medicine?" The two shouted, glaring and rolling up their sleeves, "To stop us from getting the medicine is to kill our families. These are sworn enemies. What are you doing?

kill!"

What a mess!

The scene was at a stalemate for a while.

"Elder brother! Sister Aru! The patient is about to die!" A shout came from the yard.*** (To be continued)


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