Mo Qiu’s Immortal Fate

Before the carriage stopped, the people in the Sun’s house who were guarding the door hurried over.

"But the gentleman of Qingsang Pharmacy?" One person took the reins, stopped the carriage, and looked to Mo Qiu:

"Quickly please come in, he...my master is injured It's serious, but absolutely nothing can happen!"

The words are full of anxiety.

"en." Mo Qiu nodded, got up and got off the carriage, and took the medicine box from Senior Brother Wei.

He has weak bones, and the medicine box is extremely heavy, so he is struggling to groaned on his shoulders.

Senior Brother Wei stepped out of the carriage yawning, and the oncoming coldness made him shrink.

Looking at the two anxious servants, he rubbed his hands and jumped off the carriage, and said:

"What's the matter? Where did it hurt?"

"This..." The subordinate hesitated slightly, and stretched out his hand to lead forward:

"We are not very clear, Mr. will be admitted to the hospital soon, the master and the wife are waiting in the backyard."

"Okay." Senior Brother Wei raised his mind, hands behind ones back and took a big step towards the front courtyard.

Sun’s Residence is located in the Yuanzhuang Village in the south of the city. It covers an area of ​​more than ten acres and is a large yard with five entrances.

Old Sun is also the largest wealthy household in Zhuangzi.

As soon as you enter the door, the first thing you enter is a huge wall facing the door, with vivid flowers blooming on it.

It's just...

"Blood?" Mo Qiu glanced at the peony petals, the dull blood on it was extremely dazzling.

"Oh." The servant hurriedly explained:

"Today, a sheep was killed in the house, and a sheep ran out from behind with a tone of blood, splashed with blood."

"Kill the sheep?" Senior Brother Wei's throat rolled and said:

"Why, there is a happy event in your house today?"

Lamb is not cheap, even if it is Rich people don’t eat it every day.

"Hi... can be considered a happy event." The smile on the face seemed to be reluctant, and he lowered his head and said:

"A few guests came, the master called for a good reception "

"tsk tsk......" Senior Brother Wei shook his head slightly:

"It's really unfortunate. The visitor came, but Old Sun was unfortunately injured."

"Yes, yes." The descendants were nodded again and again, and stretched out his hand:

"The two of you are going here."

At the same time, he glared at the people around him, Said: "Second tiger, don't stand stupidly, and help little Master hold the medicine box."

"No." Senior Brother Wei waved his hand:

"Let him carry it by himself. If you are so weak, you should practice more, so that you can go a long way in the future."

Mo Qiu smiled awkwardly, nodded, glanced all around, and couldn't help but feel a little curious in his eyes.

This yard is so big, why didn't I see a few people along the way?

Although he was puzzled in his heart, he had no plans to seek out the root cause, so he crossed the two into the backyard.

There are already many people waiting here.

"Master, madam." The servant hurriedly greeted one of the men and the woman, saying:

"The doctor from Qingsang Pharmacy is here!"

"Okay , Okay!" A middle age person with a rich face was nodded again and again, and even more hurriedly stretched out his hand and said backwards:

"Two of you, please come in quickly."

" Old Sun, what's going on?" Senior Brother Wei looked surprised and looked back and forth at each other:

"Doesn't you seem to have injuries on your body?"

Mo Qiu I was also surprised, this is Old Sun Lord? Didn’t you say that you fell from the attic and was injured by iron tools?

Nowadays, except for the expression of Bai Wai, everything is normal.

"It's not...it's not me." Old Sun shook his head anxiously:

"Someone else was injured,"

"Who?"

"It's our second brother!" A cold and dull voice rang from behind Old Sun.

As soon as this person's voice came out, there was a moment of silence in the field, and everyone in the Sun House bowed their heads obediently and honestly.

A few of them were trembling, and their faces showed uncontrollable panic.

One person pushed Old Sun away and strode to Senior Brother Wei. His burly figure was like a giant bear.

I'm afraid that even Boss Lu from the pharmacy is inferior to it.

"From the pharmacy?" The visitor glanced at the two of them, and finally landed on the medicine box carried by Mo Qiu, and then nodded:

"Come in with me!"

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"Huh?" Senior Brother Wei was taken aback.

"Huh what?" The face sank, and as soon as he stretched out his big hand, he grabbed Senior Brother Wei and carried him towards the inner hall.

"Hurry up and give my second brother a diagnosis and treatment, if it can't be cured..."

"hmph!"

He is coldly snorted, he shakes his hand, Just throw people into the house.

The one hundred jin person is like a straw pierced in his hand, and he throws it far away.

Mo Qiu saw that the other party looked back and looked, body trembled, not daring to delay, and hurriedly trot to follow in.

This should be the master’s bedroom.

In addition to the patient lying on the bed, there are four people in the room, both tall and short, all with strong breath.

Moreover, there are swords and weapons on them diagonally, plus the blood that hasn't dried up on their bodies...

At a glance, I know it's not a good crop!

"Who is he?" One of them was about thirty or forty years old, dressed in a Confucian shirt, with sharp eyes on Divine Spark.

Looking at Senior Brother Wei, his eyes sank:

"Didn’t the doctor from Qingsang Pharmacy come here?"

"Big brother." At the door The big man stretched out his hand and pointed at Senior Brother Wei, and said dullly:

"He is."

"Fart!" The man in the Rushan shirt shouted:

"Why are the few doctors there so young? The fatty is it possible that is surnamed Sun?"

"What?" The big man suddenly showed a hideous face and grabbed the door. The cooked copper stick on the side glared at Senior Brother Wei:

"Are you a fake?"

These people are too powerful, Mo Qiu and the two are like tigers and wolves. Qun, his body did not dare to move, his heart was full of anxiety.

I saw that the big man was about to kill with his club. Senior Brother Wei trembled on the ground and said hurriedly:

"I am the doctor of Qingsang Pharmacy!"

"My Master is Master Qin. Today, because several old Masters didn't have time, I asked me to come over."

"If you don't believe me, you can ask Old Sun Lord, he can testify! "

His voice is hurried, and the speed of his speech is surprisingly fast, he almost spit out the words in one breath, lest there is no chance to say more.

"Fuck your mother's shit!" The big man roared:

"You are a group. Of course you will not deny each other. I want to lie to Laozi, no way!"

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"Enough." The Confucian shirt man frowned, waved his hand to stop the big man's movements, and looked towards Senior Brother Wei:

"Are you really the doctor of Qingsang Pharmacy?"

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"It's true!" Senior Brother Wei was anxious and nodded, and even right hand raised high, loudly said:

"I swear, if I lie to you, I will strike you , Don’t die!"

"en." The man in the Rushan shirt complexion slowly, nodded, reached out and pointed to the man on the bed:

"My brother, I was tricked by a bow and arrow , You will heal him."

"Don't worry." He leaned forward, looking straight at Senior Brother Wei with a solemn expression:

"Our several brothers gratitude and grudges are clear , If you save my brother, it will be our benefactor."

"Consultation fee, easy to say!"

"But if..."

Voice When he fell, his face sank, and the hard slate ground under his feet was already cracked and cracked. This force was not possible for ordinary people to hit with a hammer.

Senior Brother Wei's face turned pale, and anxiously nodded:

"Definitely, definitely!"

"That's good." The man in the ru shirt imposing manner received it. , Just like an elegant literati, stretched out his hand to signal:

"Doctor, please!"

Senior Brother Wei stood tremblingly, and came to the bed trembling, just punching his eyes After sweeping, the complexion is white.

I saw that the patient on the bed was unconscious, pale and dry lips.

Two long arrows with barbs pierced from behind and pierced through the chest. His body was full of blood, and his clothes were dark red.

This kind of injury...

He has a bitter heart, and with a little hope, he gently presses the pulse of the injured person, and his heart beats.

"What's the matter?" The man in Rushan is very good at his words and expressions. Although Senior Brother Wei hasn't spoken yet, he has already sunk his face:

"This kind of injury, you can't cure it. ?"