Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 872

Liangcheng is part of Lie Jiuqing's plan.

If we have to choose between Youzhou and Liangcheng in the future, Liangcheng is destined to be abandoned.

Lie Jiuqing looked indifferent, "I can only fulfill my responsibilities today."

She won't make a promise if she can't do it.

Li Shounuo laughed at himself: "You are nothing like the person grandpa mentioned. You are much more ruthless than her."

The epidemic area became serious due to Li Feng's sudden death.

According to Liangcheng's hereditary system, Li Shounuo temporarily took over Li Feng's position.

However, Li Shounuo was only willing to take over as deputy medical officer, and the position of chief medical officer was vacant.

The city lord's palace sent a person in charge to assist him in taking over as soon as possible.

The blizzard only stopped for a day and then continued to fall. The temperature was even lower. No matter how many carbon fires were lit in the tents in the epidemic area, it was still cold.

Lie Jiuqing is from the Central Plains and is used to the weather with four distinct seasons. No matter how high his internal strength is, he still can't adapt.

Near nightfall, Wang San came back from the suburbs and brought news.

"Master Rong, we found traces of the wolf boy, but we couldn't find him. The general sent people to ask the people around him and found that he had killed many people. People are panicking because they don't know where he is hiding."

Ma Gan frowned and looked solemn, "It's better to keep looking. If he also gets the poisonous epidemic, he will be in trouble."

The two of them looked at Lie Jiuqing.

Lie Jiuqing was silent for a moment and said: "The matter of the wolf boy will trouble you two."

"Young Master Rong, please be polite. This is your duty as a general."

Wang Sanmagan left. Lie Jiuqing hesitated for a moment and wrote a letter to Wen Rong.

"Shadow [-]."

Ying Sanba put away the small notebook and said respectfully: "Miss, my subordinate is here."

"You send this letter to Mr. Qiantose. By the way..." Lie Jiuqing handed over the envelope in his hand and went to pick up the love letter she had tucked into the medical book.

Strange, where are all the love letters she wrote?
She revised it more than a dozen times, but only one was satisfactory. She put them all together, why is it gone?
Lie Jiuqing searched for a long time. Not to mention the carefully placed love letters, Wen Rong's portrait, and even some of her random notes, he couldn't find it.

Damn it, what's wrong with me, why would I touch her baby!
Lie Jiuqing looked around the room with his cold eyes.

She didn't notice anything wrong, but someone had obviously touched her things!

Ying Sanba looked around in confusion, "Miss, what's wrong?"

Lie Jiuqing shook his head, "It's okay."

She wanted to write it again, but thought it was too frivolous.

Picking up the pen, she wrote a sentence casually and handed the letter to Ying Sanba.

"Go ahead."

As soon as Ying Sanba left, Lie Jiuqing's expression darkened.

She checked the placement of everything and found that more than one place had been moved. It was so subtle that you wouldn't have noticed it if you didn't look carefully.

Not only the furnishings in the tent, but also the things on her bed had been touched.

Lie Jiuqing was inspecting it carefully when Huayi came in and said, "Miss, Mr. Xiao Li sent someone to deliver the medical records you requested."

When Lie Jiuqing touched the quilt, he felt that he had wronged her.

In the past, Wen Rong always sent the best, but this time, he didn't even reply to a letter. Could it be that he really didn't care about the lady?
Huayi's hand holding the sword tightened slightly, "Miss, I will send people to make this place the best it can be."

Just as she was about to go down, Lie Jiuqing suddenly asked: "Besides you and Si'an, who else has come in?"

Huayi was slightly stunned, "No one came in except a few servants who brought you materials."

Lie Jiuqing's eyes were cold and he pinched a small hair from the quilt.

"Send someone to check the details of those people and see who touched my things!"

(End of this chapter)