Everyone craned their necks to watch, wondering what was going on?
Most people think that there may be some misunderstanding, and the illnesses among this group of people should have nothing to do with the plague.
Xia Shang didn't pay attention to the people around him. He was still asking the patient in front of him if he was still feeling uncomfortable somewhere.
The patient was stunned for a long time, apparently trying hard to understand what was happening in front of him. When he fully understood, a joy from the bottom of his heart filled his face: "Doctor, I feel really much better!
Am...I...am I dreaming? Oh my god! I really feel better."
He was so excited that he wanted to jump, but at the moment he was weak and exhausted, and could not make too drastic movements. There was nowhere to vent his excitement, and in the end, with tears in his eyes, he grabbed Xia Shang's sleeves excitedly: "Doctor, you are really awesome
Living God! I kowtow to you!"
Xia Shang stopped him, calmly took out a few packets of prepared medicine, and warned: "Just boil it in boiling water three times a day and take it. If there is nothing else, you can leave."
The other party looked confused, holding the medicine, and made no movement for a long time.
Someone next to him patted him: "Hey, you look like you are a local, right?"
The patient nodded blankly.
"Since you are a local, you can go back to where you came from! Why are you still here? Do you still want to follow us?"
"No...this...the money for the medicine hasn't been given yet."
"This is life-saving medicine. Can you afford the money?"
"Yes, yes! There is no way to repay the kindness of saving my life. Xiaosheng is willing to give all his finances to his savior!"
As the man spoke, he went to look for his money.
"Boy, don't bother! If this Dr. Xia is greedy for money, he won't save you. Just go, Dr. Xia won't ask for a penny from you. To tell you the truth, the people in our team,
Every one of them was saved by Dr. Xia."
"Doctor..." The man was choked with sobs and didn't know what to say. Finally, he bowed to Xia Shang, then wiped the corners of his eyes and left alone.
The patient left, but this scene remained intact in the eyes of the onlookers.
Someone came up and asked, "What disease does he have?"
One person in the team asked with a slight sarcasm: "What else could it be? Didn't you see that he almost died?"
"Is the plague really cured?"
"What's so surprising about this? I got the plague too."
"Ah?" The man was startled and took two steps back.
"But good morning, thanks to Dr. Xia."
"This Doctor Xia...can he really cure the plague?"
"Didn't you all see it just now? You still don't believe it?"
On the side, the middle-aged swordsman who was still holding the monk saw that Xia Shang's expression had changed and he stepped forward: "Are you really good at curing plague?"
Xia Shang looked at him and nodded.
"What? You still don't believe it?" Someone beside Xia Shang said.
The middle-aged swordsman had a strange expression on his face, lowered his head and said solemnly: "I want to hear him admit it himself."
Xia Shang was also stunned by these words. He felt that what this person said seemed to have a deeper meaning. But when he thought about it carefully, he didn't know what he was thinking about. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded: "I do know how to resolve it.
The Law of the Plague.”
Unexpectedly, as soon as Xia Shang's words came out, the aura of the swordsman in front of him changed! His eyes widened, and his aura became stronger.
"Okay! Since you admitted it yourself, don't blame me for being rude."
No one reacted, they only heard a clang on the ground.
The middle-aged swordsman's saber has fallen to the ground! The blade is sharp. The moment it hits the ground, the blade tears the wrapping cloth and leaves a deep mark on the ground. The back of the knife flashes with blue light and a cold edge, like
It was the fangs of a fierce tiger that locked onto Xia Shang.
"Young master, be careful." Xian'er shouted in a low voice. She had sensed the middle-aged swordsman's unkindness and took a step forward, trying to block Xia Shang.
Xian'er is a delicate girl who needs protection, how can she be allowed to stand in front of her?
Xia Shang was furious, grabbed her sleeves, and pulled her back with such force that she almost fell down.
"Don't be ridiculous!" Xia Shang shouted, a little displeased with Xian'er's actions.
But this time is no longer the time to worry about this. The middle-aged swordsman in front of him has already raised his sword and slashed it from bottom to top. The speed was so fast that only a black shadow was visible. If Xia Shang had been slower, he would have been slashed.
Split into two pieces, fortunately Xia Shang had rich experience and had already seen through the middle-aged swordsman's motives.
As soon as the swordsman moved his hand, Xia Shang followed the queen and got out of the car.
As soon as Xia Shang's feet landed, he heard a loud click.
The iron-backed knife struck the cart, and for a moment wood chips flew everywhere, and the medicinal materials on the cart were also thrown into the air.
A large number of broken leaves of Artemisia annua were mixed in the dust in the air in Xu County, like a sudden snow, falling all over the people around. No one knew what these Artemisia annua was? Only a dozen people who followed down the mountain
Personally, I felt very distressed when I saw the artemisia leaves flying all over the sky.
This is not only something they spent many days of hard work, but the key is a life-saving elixir. At this time, any bit of Artemisia annua is very precious. But now it has been completely destroyed by a middle-aged man wearing a bamboo hat.
It was ruined. The anger in the hearts of the people around him was indescribable. If it weren't for the fact that he was so powerful in martial arts and so difficult to deal with, everyone would have rushed forward.
When Xia Shang saw this scene, he was even more angry and his eyes were red.
"You bitch!"
After cursing, the two shurikens in his hands made two "shu" sounds.
The extremely thin silver needle, hidden in the mixture of dust and mugwort sawdust flying all over the sky, cut through the air and went straight into the eyes of the middle-aged man under the bamboo hat.
"Drink!" The middle-aged man shouted loudly, and an invisible and powerful Qi suddenly emitted. Everyone around him was shocked and took a step back. Two silver needles were deeply shot down in the air by his Qi.
"Ah? Pei Yuan Realm!" Xia Shang was shocked.
In the current state of him and the two women around him, dealing with a master of the Peiyuan Realm would be tantamount to courting death.
What's even more frustrating is that up to now, I still don't know why the other party suddenly killed me.
The middle-aged swordsman acted like a hateful person before. Why did he suddenly become murderous towards himself when he heard that he could cure the plague?
Xia Shang has never been able to figure this out, and there is no time for Xia Shuang to figure it out now. The middle-aged swordsman's sword has come again, and this time it comes faster!
At this time, things happened suddenly. Xia Shang was not as calm as before. He was not prepared at all. Seeing that the iron-backed sword in the swordsman's hand was about to hit his face. In shock, he actually froze on the spot!
At the same time, the expressions of the two women beside him also changed. Even if they wanted to stop him, it was too late.
At the critical moment, something suddenly flew out of the air on the side of Xia Shang.
Just listen to the crisp sound of "dang".
A folding fan actually hit the back of the knife. (To be continued)