The cat's slightly contemptuous cry made Du Shoushou feel a little dissatisfied: "I said Shan Ye, what qualifications do you have to laugh at me if you are a cat who has been huddled in someone else's arms all day long?"

The kitten stuck to An Zheng's body and stretched his waist. He glanced at Du Shushou with a look like this, which is my cat. The meaning in his eyes was that a beautiful cat like me could naturally despise everything, and beauty is justice.

Du Shoushou walked towards the clinic with An Zheng on his back, and naturally he couldn't see the expression of the kitten on his back. He gasped while walking: "An Zheng, you look so thin, why are you so heavy..."

An Zheng chuckled softly and said, "Fatty, do you know that when you carry someone on your back, it is not a good thing to find that this person is getting heavier and heavier."

"Why? What does that mean?"

"That means you're tired."

Du Shushou was stunned for a moment and curled his lips: "You are still in the mood to joke now. Don't think I don't know. My mother told me that when my breasts were seriously ill, she ran to the clinic with my breasts on her back. Halfway through, I felt that my breasts were getting heavier and heavier, and before I could go out, my breasts were gone... The Crazy Man from the clinic later said that people will become heavier after they die. Don't worry, if I am here, you won't let you die."

An Zheng smiled: "It's not that easy for me to die again."

Du Shushou did not understand what An Zheng meant. He thought An Zheng was talking about what he was almost beaten to death by Gao Di's group of people before. How could he know that the person on his back had fought fiercely with many masters in the depths of Cangman Mountain, so that the mountains, rivers and rivers had changed shapes. That time, An Zheng was actually not far from death. It was precisely because of that battle that An Zheng realized that in the Great Xi Dynasty, there were far more people who were looking forward to his death than those who were seen on the surface, and some of them were companions An Zheng once thought he could fight side by side.

An Zheng’s home is not far from Nanshan Street Medical Center. The clinic’s Qu Fengzi’s medical skills are very good, but he is greedy. If he has no money, he will not take action even if he dies in front of him.

When Du Shushou ran to the entrance of the clinic with An Zheng on his back, Qu Liuer, the little apprentice of Qu Liuer, was tiptoing to install a baffle, and was about to close the door. At this time, it was getting dark and there were no people on the street. Qu Liuer was only seven or eight years old, and looked white and thin, and it looked a little difficult to install a baffle on his tiptoe. He had beautiful eyebrows, big eyes, and curved eyebrows like willow leaves. His face was slightly pointed, and he looked more like a girl.

"Liu'er, let your master save An Zheng."

Du Shoushou rushed to the clinic panting, and Qu Liuer was startled by him. Turning around and seeing An Zheng's blood, his face immediately changed. The incident of An Zheng fighting with the bully gangsters outside the tavern has been rumored to be very popular. So Qu Liuer's first reaction was that An Zheng was beaten up.

"But...but...but the master will not heal him."

Everyone in Nanshan Street knows that there are three types of patients who are not treated in the clinic... They don’t take the treatment when they drink, don’t take the treatment after night, and don’t take the treatment if they don’t have money.

Qu Liuer's voice was also soft and a little at a loss: "It's dark now, and the master is going to go out to drink..."

"But if he doesn't save him, he will die!"

Du Shushou shouted, with a plea in his tone.

Just when Qu Liuer didn't know what to do, he looked like a goatee, a goatee-beard, and a thin and look like a ghost. He walked out from it step by step: "Who is going wild in me, and I won't see where this is. No one dares to break into the clinic in Nanshan Street."

When Du Shushou saw that Qu Crazy Man had come out, he hurriedly ran over with An Zheng on his back: "Master Qu, I beg you to save An Zheng, he was injured."

Qu Crazyman squinted his eyes and looked at An Zheng, and was also startled by the blood, but he quickly calmed down and shook his head: "Everyone who lived in Nanshan Street of Fantasy World knows that Mr. Qu has three non-treatment. He doesn't see him at night. He drinks and doesn't see him, and those who don't have money to see him will not see him. You two poor boys have taken all of the three non-treatment of Mr. Qu. Let's go, let's go, let's go. Mr. Qu is not as good as you two little kids today, just leave quickly."

Du Shushou took out a handful of silver from his arms and patted it on the counter: "Master Qu, I have money!"

As soon as Qu Fengzi saw the handful of bloody silver, his eyes immediately lit up: "This..."

Du Shushou said anxiously: "Is it enough? It's not enough at home, so you can just offer it."

Qu Fengzi said with some embarrassment: "You also know that I am the most ruler. Without rules, you can't be in a square order... I won't be treated at night and I won't be treated when I drink... But if you have money, just say it earlier. Come on, come in quickly. Liu'er, why don't you help your An's brother down quickly? Why are you so careless and dyed your blood in this body?"

He said he was stained with blood, so An Zheng felt a little surprised. Qu Fengzi could not see clearly on Du Shoushou's back, but he said he was stained with blood, not bleeding, so Qu Fengzi obviously knew that those blood was not An Zheng's own.

Qu Liuer hurried over and helped An Zheng get off Du Shushou's back. He was obviously frightened when he saw An Zheng's pale face and blood.

"Hold him and I'll take my pulse."

Qu Fengzi rolled up his cuffs and pinched An Zheng's pulse. After a moment, his face changed: "This...How is this possible? You... Are you a human or a ghost!"

He shouted, and his body couldn't help but hide back.

"What's wrong with Mr. Qu?"

Du Shushou asked quickly.

Qu Fengzi's face turned pale: "Although I have never done many good deeds, I have never done any evil. If you take your life, you can't come to find me... If you have any grievances, you can just find your enemy. I am a place to cure diseases and save people, and I have never harmed anyone."

Du Shushou listened to his nonsense and pulled him: "Can you save me?"

Qu Fengzi shook Du Shoushou's hand away: "He is a dead person! How can I save me!"

Qu Liuer frowned, reached out and pinched An Zheng's pulse gate. After a moment, her face changed: "The five internal organs are damaged, especially the spleen has been broken and the liver has also been cracked. It is obvious...it should be dead."

An Zheng slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and then smiled at him: "I'm not dead now, but if you don't save me, I'm afraid I can't stand it for long. The five internal organs are damaged, but not as serious as you think. If there are herbs such as snake thread, nine-eyed iron leaves, cinnabar gallbladder, and chere, please take some of them now, and use the Three Poison Blood as the introduction, and boil a pair of medicine for me to drink."

"You fart!"

Qu Fengzi was angry when he heard the medicines An Zheng said: "If you don't understand medicine, don't talk nonsense. The medicines you mentioned cannot be used together. Anyone who takes them will die! Even if you are a ghost, Qu Master cannot take medicine and treat them randomly."

An Zheng patted Du Shoushou's shoulder: "Get the money."

Du Shushou grabbed another handful of silver from his arms and put it on the table: "As my brother said, although I don't know that he actually understands medical principles, I believe him."

"This is not a matter of money or not!"

Qu Fengzi shouted: "As a doctor, you must have your own principles. My rules for not receiving treatment can be broken for money, but this medicine will never work. I can't save you, but as long as I open the door and receive the clinic, I can't let you die in my door. If it is spread, my Master Qu's name will be ruined. Liu'er, first get a little Huandan and feed him, and then use the prescription I taught you to treat internal injuries. Even if this person is bound to die, I will still pull him back from the gate of hell."

"Catch the medicine I said."

An Zheng said to Qu Fengzi: "Xiao Huan's elixir has too strong power. I have been suffering before. Although I exercise, my body is weak and I can't stand the power of the medicine. Although the medicines I mentioned are toxic, they can stop bleeding first. My internal organs are damaged now, and ordinary drugs do not stop bleeding so quickly. However, poisons are good, although they are also a kind of destruction, but they are better than continuing to bleed. And as long as these poisons are accurately measured, they will not die."

Qu Fengzi frowned and was skeptical: "How do you know this?"

An Zheng said: "When I was chopping wood in the back mountain, I saw an ancient book that recorded some prescriptions, but the book was too broken and gone. If you take medicine as I said, I will write down all the prescriptions in the ancient book for you."

Qu Fengzi was silent for a while and said, "I can't save the person who is seeking death. In a while, you eat the poison you want and die outside the door. Don't die in my room. In addition, write down the ancient prescription you mentioned now, and I won't accept your medical treatment."

He pushed the silver on the counter forward, even with a sense of reluctance on his fingers.

"The money belongs to you."

An Zheng waved his hand: "Also, please find a big wooden barrel, I want to take a shower."

"You fart!"

Qu Fengzi was angry again: "You are bleeding from internal organs now, so taking a hot bath is looking for death!"

An Zheng shook his head: "Do what I said, it has nothing to do with you if you die."

Qu Fengzi shook his hand: "If you love him to die, you will die! Liu'er, come and serve him to die!"

After saying that, he turned around, skillfully put the silver away, and walked to the inner room. Qu Liuer didn't know what to do, so he looked at An Zheng at a loss. An Zheng smiled at him: "Don't be afraid, I understand my own injury. Please take medicine as I said, and then prepare a wooden barrel and put it in hot water. And... prepare a small Huandan, I will use it later."

Qu Liuer hurriedly ran out to do it, but for some reason, he felt that he should believe this boy who was less than one or two years older than him. When he ran, his knees on his legs were slightly closer together. Although he could hold it sternly, there were still some flaws.

"Qu Crazy Man is not a bad guy."

An Zheng leaned back: "Qu Liuer is a girl, and she has no blood relationship with Qu Crazy, so he should have adopted her."

"How do you know?"

"Is Qu Liuer good-looking?"

"nice!"

"Is Qu Crazyman good-looking?"

"That's more to say?"

"Then you say, even if Qu Crazyman rolls off the sheets with a fairy-like beauty, can he give birth to a daughter as beautiful as Qu Liuer?"

Du Shushou was stunned for a moment: "It really makes sense. Even if you follow Qu Crazy, there is nothing to see. Hey, why are you so gossiping? What does this matter have to do with you? You are here to see a doctor."

An Zheng smiled and shook his head, saying nothing.

He held the kitten in his arms and gently stroked the cat's back with his hands. He always felt that there should be some story between Qu Crazy and Qu Liuer.

At this moment, three young men in black brocade clothes walked in outside, with a gloomy face and cruel eyes. After they came in, they looked around, and finally their eyes fell on An Zheng, with unconcealed hostility in their eyes.
Chapter completed!