Killer abandoned concubine poison against the sky

Chapter 1522
Jun Moshang naturally followed Feng Jingyun.

In the middle of the night, the night was dark and thick, without stars and moon, and the howling night wind was blowing on the street. There were many people standing, lying or sitting on the side of the street. The victim was spitting foam from his mouth, and he knew that he was infected with the plague at a glance.

"Father... Daddy, open the door..." On the side of the street, a girl about eight or nine years old feebly knocked on the wooden door in front of a house.A middle-aged woman next to her pulled her into her arms, "Brother Zhao, don't knock on the door, your father won't open it..."

"How could daddy listen to Erniang's words and not let us in...Mum, let's shout louder, maybe daddy will open the door..." the little girl who called Zhaodi said aggrievedly.

"Your second mother said we were infected with the plague and didn't let us in. In order to protect your second mother's son with him, your father had to reluctantly agree." The middle-aged woman said sadly, "Who made you a daughter? ? Your father named you Zhaodi, which means to recruit a younger brother. Now that your father has your younger brother, he doesn't need you anymore."

"Mother..." Brother Zhao's tears welled up in his eyes, "Mother, we are not infected with the plague...doesn't daddy want us too?"

"Yes. Your father doesn't want us anymore. Your second mother is young, your father is very happy, your mother is already a yellow-faced woman, and she gave birth to a daughter..." The woman's sallow face was full of sadness, "Daughter , our days are numbered."

"Mother, we can still live well without father!" Zhaodi's small face showed a sense of maturity that didn't match his age.

"If you want to live, you must avoid the plague..." The woman looked around the street, "Look at the many sick people on the street, we will be infected sooner or later..."

The big man leaning against the corner of the wall said, "This street is full of patients who have been kicked out, and there are also some people who are infected with the plague and don't want to hurt their family members. They come out and wait to die. You should find a place where there is no one. , maybe not infected, can live longer."

"Uncle, don't be so pessimistic, someone will be able to cure the plague." Brother Zhao encouraged.

"The imperial doctors are all sick and dead, and there is no one who can cure them." The big man closed his eyes and gasped for breath, looking sick and about to die.

Zhaodi said innocently, "Isn't there a very powerful doctor Wangchuan? I heard that she is omnipotent..."

"Bah! Don't mention Wangchuan." It was another patient beside him who answered the conversation, "That girl from Wangchuan's world must have earned her reputation. If she was really capable, she would have cured the plague long ago. I heard that she In the capital city of Huanyue Kingdom, hiding in the Phoenix Garden every day and not coming out is sure that the plague cannot be cured, and I am afraid of damaging my reputation for incompetence, so I simply don’t show up."

Brother Zhao started to cry, "Then what should I do! If even Wang Chuan can't be saved, then I'm really doomed..."

There were patients around who answered listlessly, "What else can I do, now the emperor has closed the city gates to prevent the plague from spreading to the whole country, so I can only wait to die..."

Zhaodi cried and threw himself into the arms of the middle-aged woman, "Mother, Zhaodi doesn't want to die, doesn't want to die..."

While these people were talking, Feng Jingyun had already stopped not far away, took out a pair of white gloves and put them on, inspected several corpses that died of plague, inspected the corpses, and diagnosed the pulse of each patient, starting from the last Severe, sick and immobile patients begin.

(End of this chapter)