Xian Mengmei's Way to Save Her Husband

Chapter 98 Bamboo Academy
Isn't he just flattering... At the same time, he wants to help, and at the same time wants to be a peacemaker. There is no such perfect thing in the world.

Xu Huaichuan put away his folding fan and continued, "Although I can't..."

Gongsun Luoyi was not in the mood to listen to his high-spirited expression of emotion at all, and could not help but pay attention to the plague outbreak in the refugee area that the others were talking about.

"Mr. Xu, dare to ask where this refugee area is."

"In the eastern outskirts of the city, brother Song contributed money and efforts to build them some houses that can shelter them from wind and rain."

"Can you take me there?"

"Look at it from a distance. The plague is breaking out there now; there is no cure for it yet. My Brother Song is already worried about this matter."

Gongsun Luoyi also imitated his appearance, and said with a straight voice: "Who is this brother Song, you have a brother Song on your left and a brother Song on your right."

Xu Huaichuan was unhurried, raised his head and chest and said, "He is my idol and also my classmate."

Gongsun Luoyi came down to the eastern suburbs of the city under his leadership. Xu Huaichuan was greedy for life and fearful of death, and she saw his timid appearance. Taking him with him was like a burden, so she let him go back.

Although these displaced people have a shelter from the wind and rain, they are wearing thin clothes, and now the plague is rampant.This plague undoubtedly made them worse when they had nothing.

Cough...cough cough...cough cough...cough cough.

The patient coughed and coughed again and again, and Gongsun Luoyi carefully looked at a patient lying on the wooden board.He is skinny, with sunken eyes, coughing violently, and has small red rashes on his skin.

Compassion arose, and tears welled up in his eyes unconsciously.

【This place is full of miasma, no... the miasma does not come from this place, it is attached to these refugees; did they bring the miasma from other places?If they get together, the miasma will only get heavier. 】

The tragedy in front of him is touching.If the miasma is not purified, all healing is in vain.

"Old man, may I ask if the medicine you boiled is for them?"

The old man said nothing, just nodded, and continued to beckon others to distribute the medicine.

"Then can I have a look at the prescription."

The old man pointed at a young man, but still said nothing.Gongsun Luoyi was puzzled, the old man was unable to speak, or was wearing a mask, making it inconvenient to speak,

She followed the direction of the old man's finger and looked at the figure with piercing eyes. When the young man looked back, her whole body seemed to be immobilized by someone's immobilization technique.

Xingzhe... No, not right.It's really hard to find anywhere, and it doesn't take much effort to get here. The one who looks like this is the person I'm looking for.This face is still the same, this figure, this temperament, handsome and elegant; extraordinary; still so good-looking.

Gongsun Luoyi patted her face vigorously, her face full of joy, she tried her best to restrain herself not to be indulging in his beauty.

"Young master, please put on your veil so as not to be infected."

Gongsun Luoyi stared at him stupidly, not knowing how to react.My wife was so familiar with this voice, it was exactly the same; I was immersed in it for a moment, and was stunned motionless.

"Young master...Young master, this young master." Song Silin called her several times in a gentle manner.

"Oh... oh, okay, thank you. May I ask your surname, sir."

Gongsun Luoyi stared at him intently, and subconsciously reached out to catch the veil; watching Song Silin in front of him kept swallowing.

"My surname is Song, and my style name is Si Lin."

"You are Mr. Song, hehe, it's true that seeing a hundred things is worth seeing. You really look dignified and imposing."

Although I just heard it mentioned by the guy just now, it should be considered seeing is better than hearing a hundred times.

(End of this chapter)