After entering the room, Tong Yan politely invited Shang to sit down and then poured tea. Unfortunately, there was no fruit. If there was fruit, he would have to make a temporary fruit platter.
"Master, what brings you here so late? Do you want me to go down and book a room for you and have some rest?"
Shang Xun took a sip of tea and said nothing.
No matter where she lives, he is obviously waiting for her to take the initiative to ask for help.
After waiting for a long time, I saw that I couldn't wait any longer.
Shang Xun said slowly: "Did you get into a fight today?"
"Hit."
"Who did you fight and did you win?"
"Of course I won!" The childish words became more energetic when he said this, "Master, let me tell you, if I don't win today, you may have to recruit new disciples."
"At that time, the three of them were all higher than me in cultivation, and they wanted to sneak attack me very insidiously. However, I was more skilled and counterattacked with one enemy and three enemies!" Tong Yan talked about today's fight with great interest. Looking back now,
, I suddenly felt like I had exploded.
She admires herself! Praise!
Different from Tong Yan's excitement, Shang Xun had a calm expression after hearing this. He put down the tea he had taken a sip of and looked at the dancing people indifferently.
After finishing speaking, Tong Yan felt that the other side was very quiet. He looked at Shang Xun secretly and saw him looking at her expressionlessly.
Tong Yan immediately stopped talking, okay, this is like a novice playing a game. He can't help but show off after winning three times in one fight. But in front of the king, this kind of game is just a small fight, with mistakes everywhere.
Seeing the people across from him sitting down properly, Shang Xun spoke.
"Who is the other party?"
"From the God-killing Hall."
"Um."
After saying yes, he stopped talking and put one hand on the table, tapping it as if he was thinking about something.
Then the voice came again, "Go down and help me arrange a room."
This means that she wants to stay, but how long she wants to stay and when she will leave. Tong Yan doesn't dare to ask more questions. She feels that the master's pressure is a bit low now.
I quickly booked a room and came back. As soon as I entered the door, a small porcelain bottle was thrown towards me.
Subconsciously catching it, Tong Yan looked at the people inside.
Shang Xun: "Healer, take me to the room."
Tong Yan: Got it!
The next day, after Yunlu got up and cleaned up, he was going to go to the hospital to help. When he opened the door, he saw Tong Yan in the corridor.
Yunlu was stunned. Wasn't she taken away by a man in black? Why did she come back? And what was she doing standing in front of a strange guest room?
It's not that they didn't go looking for Tong Yan. According to eyewitness descriptions, the man in black suddenly appeared in mid-air and then disappeared suddenly. He was obviously a monk. Even if they wanted to find him, they didn't know where to find him.
She walked quickly towards Tong Yan and shouted, "Miss Tong, when did you come back? Were you okay yesterday?"
Tong Yan turned around when he heard the sound, saw it was Yunlu, smiled and said, "I came back last night..."
At this time, the door in front of her opened with a creak, and she hurriedly turned around, forgetting to continue talking to Yun Lu.
He called out to the red figure who came out, "Master, morning."
The man's magnetic voice sounded lazily, "Morning."
master?!
Yunlu opened his eyes in surprise and looked at the person who came out, Tong girl's master! A more powerful monk!
So...so young, so stunning...
Yunlu's stunning eyes couldn't help but stare blankly.
When Shang Xun felt the overly intense gazes from the side, he frowned slightly, moved his fingertips slightly, and a spell to isolate his sight was instantly created.
Whether it's stunning or not is other people's business, but now he feels annoyed.
Under the influence of the spell, in the eyes of outsiders, he has a very ordinary face that is easily forgotten upon seeing him, and may even lead them to subconsciously ignore him.
Sure enough, Yunlu's eyes went from stunned to a little confused. He felt that the man in red had an extraordinary aura, but his face was extremely ordinary. After seeing him, he couldn't recall his specific appearance.
It was as if the beauty that had astonished her before was just an illusion created when she was in a trance.
She focused her attention on Tong Yan again, "Girl Tong, who was the person who fought with you yesterday? Were you injured?"
Tong Yan: "He is also a monk, so he is basically an enemy. Are you going to the medical clinic to help now?"
"Do you want to go together?" Yunlu nodded, then looked at Shang Xun, thinking that with him here, she might not have time to go to the hospital to help.
Then he changed his mind and said, "I think you may not be able to leave for a while. I guess the medical center has also started to distribute soup and medicine. There is a shortage of people. I'd better go there first."
Without waiting for Tong Yan to speak, he quickly went downstairs.
On the corridor, Tong Yan looked at Shang Xun and said, "Master, would you like to follow me to the medical clinic?"
What is there to see at the medical clinic?
But seeing the expectant look in his disciple's eyes, Shang Xun finally nodded reservedly.
Tong Yan actually didn't have much help at the hospital. He just moved wherever needed. At most, he got a job as a 'security guard' and a 'driver'.
Her desire to lead businessmen is similar to the low sense of accomplishment in finding a job.
The medical center has expanded several times compared to when Tong Yan first came here. The surrounding open space has long been cleared and temporary sheds have been built to house hospital beds.
Almost all nearby shops, rented and donated, were converted into simple wards.
However, there are still not enough beds. Only patients with severe symptoms can be admitted to the ward, while people with mild symptoms have to go back after taking medicine every day.
There are eleven medical clinics in Hecheng that mainly treat epidemic diseases. However, Dr. Huang's office covers almost half of the southern district.
In addition, the Southern District is a civilian residential area with an extremely dense population. Once the plague spreads endlessly here, half of the entire Dutch city will be destroyed.
With so many people gathering together, the chance of infecting each other is naturally greater. Now there is no effective prescription to control or treat the disease. As we see the number of patients increasing day by day, the number of deaths is gradually rising.
Everyone's mood is becoming more and more depressed.
The two main people in charge of the medical clinic, Dr. Huang and Tang Yi, obviously have a heavier burden on them.
As time goes by and the number of patients increases, more medicinal materials, food, and beds will be needed than before.
Although merchants from all over the country tried their best to help collect supplies and deliver them, if the plague cannot be cured, it will spread uncontrollably.
It is difficult to guarantee whether Shangjing will simply abandon this place for the sake of the overall situation, completely seal the city gate, and wait until all the patients in the city are dead before burning out the source of infection.
Don't think this idea is too extreme and unrealistic.
Because there was a terrible rumor circulating in the city, many people had heard about it and were frightened by it.
This incident happened just a few months ago in an inconspicuous village near Hecheng.
According to the inference of many people, that village was the source of the plague outbreak here.
It was late summer, and a small medical clinic in Hecheng suddenly received two patients with fever.
The doctor, who came into contact with all kinds of patients every day, didn't find it strange. He normally treated them and prescribed medicine before sending them away.
A few days later, the two patients came again, and their condition became more serious.
The doctor thought it was strange at the time. According to convention, even if the patient would not be cured after taking medicine, it should not be more serious. However, the situation before him was exactly the opposite.
Then he diagnosed them more carefully, prescribed medicine again, and told them to take medicine on time, rest more and go out less often.
I thought the matter would end there, but a few days later, the doctor encountered a big problem.
The family members of two patients came to the hospital to make trouble, saying that he was selling fake medicine and had killed their family members!