Divine Doctor Concubine

Chapter 309 The Arrival of the Bodhisattva
Because Murong Jiujiu had covered her face when she went to the hardest-hit areas before, so these people saw her real face for the first time, and saw that although she was wearing simple men's clothes, her sleeves were neatly tied up.

Long black hair, combed into a long braid, hanging obliquely on the chest.

There is no beautiful beadwork, nor gorgeous support, but this slim girl looks so beautiful, elegant and refined, like a hibiscus emerging from water.

And beside her, Baili Yuhua was wearing the same simple clothes, but still dignified and restrained, with a poetic and poetic face, peerless, shining and proud, like a god who stepped down from an ancient painting.

Behind them, a group of young imperial doctors, each with awe-inspiring expressions, kept their heads together.

They just stand there, there is an invisible force, the bounden duty of a doctor, people should not be desecrated.

The disaster victims were subconsciously stunned, as if the insults just now were scolding others, because they really couldn't associate this group of decent men and women with the quack doctor who caressing about human life.

Especially Murong Jiujiu, who is the leader, really doesn't look like a target of hatred.

And in this brief moment of mutual silence.

One of the disaster victims at the head had a ruthless look in his eyes, and suddenly shouted excitedly, "Quack doctors, you quack doctors...don't care about us, why are you poisoning us..."

After speaking, he grabbed the rotten vegetable leaves on the ground and threw them at Murong Jiujiu and the others.

If there is one throw, the second person will throw it.

Immediately, a large vegetable leaf flew over.

"presumptuous."

With a low shout, Ah Xuan pushed out with his internal force, and those rotten vegetable leaves flew back immediately.

But the farce was obviously just the beginning. Seeing the opportunity, a mad woman rushed forward with a roar, shouting, "Give me back my life, give me my life back, you quack doctors... "

While shouting, he took out a dagger from his sleeve and stabbed Murong Jiujiu straight.

Baili Yuhua's eyes were cold and murderous.

Murong Jiujiu quickly stopped and said: "Don't kill people, they are forcing us to submit, they want to cause a riot, once blood is seen, it will be out of control."

Baili Yuhua didn't know that these people were not disaster victims at all, he immediately lost seven points of internal strength in his palm, and just knocked the woman who rushed up with the knife to the ground, but the woman still let out There was a cry of pain like killing a pig.

"The quack doctor killed, the quack doctor killed..."

"Murdered."

Baili Yuhua glanced coldly at the victims who were making the most noise, and said coldly, "Take down these lunatics who dare to spread rumors."

"Yes."

With an order, a group of guards stepped forward, subdued and gagged a dozen of the most yelling victims in an instant, and the effect was almost immediate. Thousands of victims formed a team of victims.

Be quiet for a while.

Without these leaders, most of the disaster victims behind still maintain a wait-and-see attitude.

Only then did Murong Jiujiu stand out from the crowd, and clarified: "Everyone, please be quiet, we are the imperial doctors who are in charge of curing the plague in Qingcheng this time, and we have never received any news that the city will be closed before we came, Your Majesty." I have never given up on Qingcheng, otherwise I would not have dispatched the Third Prince and Prince Lian's son to come to govern in person..."

Yes, if His Majesty wanted to completely abandon Qingcheng, he would not have sent these first-class dignitaries here.

Qingcheng is not considered a small city, and the people here are not without common sense.

Murong Jiujiu saw that the results seemed to be good, and he was making persistent efforts to clarify today's matter, when he heard shouts of surprise from outside the crowd, "The living Bodhisattva has arrived, the living Bodhisattva has arrived... The living Bodhisattva has rescued countless disaster victims along the way, and healed and cured everyone." Well, it’s much better than these quack doctors, everyone hurry up and seek help from the Living Bodhisattva.”

Living Bodhisattva?
The gathered victims immediately whispered to each other.

"Who is the Living Bodhisattva?"

"Who is the Living Bodhisattva?"

"Living Bodhisattva is a prophet in southern Sichuan. I heard that she is born with the power of divination. She can ask fate and predict good or bad. She has long known that Qingcheng has suffered such a catastrophe. Now she is traveling a long distance to help the victims. Already in town."

"Everyone, hurry up and meet the Living Bodhisattva."

When one person moved, everyone moved at once, because the reputation of the prophet in southern Sichuan was too loud.

Mingli is close to the south of Sichuan, so there is no reason for the people here not to know.

At this moment, the legendary Prophet and Goddess not only came to Qingcheng, but also rescued them, how can I keep them from being excited.

As for the many imperial doctors headed by Murong Jiujiu, as well as Baili Yuhua, their complexions suddenly became extremely ugly. They came from the capital and worried about the plague all the way. After entering Qingcheng, even one No sleep at all.

After finally developing a solution to the problem, his reputation was somehow ruined.

Now there is another living bodhisattva who has cured and cured him, the prophet of southern Sichuan... Liu Yunhuan.

"Get out of the way, the Living Bodhisattva is here."

"Step aside……"

Many victims of the disaster hurriedly pushed away excitedly, and exited a passage abruptly, and saw at the other end of the passage, a woman wearing a light gauze hat and a graceful figure, accompanied by the third prince Nan Gongshuo, came side by side .

Undoubtedly, Murong Jiujiu and Baili Yuhua's complexions became even darker.

Eight eyes are opposite.

The two sides are getting closer and closer.

It wasn't until Murong Jiujiu could clearly see the triumphant smile of Nangongshuo's villain that he heard Liu Yunhuan beside him whisper, his voice was graceful, calm and roundabout, as if it was really like the voice of a fairy who saved the world, and it was extraordinarily beautiful.

"Miss Murong, I haven't seen you for a long time, so please stay safe."

The light veil on the forehead was slowly opened, revealing the dignified and exquisite face below, the makeup was not applied, and the lips were rosy. It is not amazing, but it is a beauty at a glance.

"God, the Living Bodhisattva actually knew that quack doctor..."

There were the voices of the disaster victims around, and they sounded faintly, but were suppressed in an instant.

But Murong Jiujiu's complexion still couldn't help but darken again. At this moment, she could see that the drug poisoning today was caused by Nangong Shuo and this woman. After a long time of trouble, he was still waiting for her here.

Well, very well.

Murong Jiujiu almost used all the restraint in his body to forcibly restrain himself, kicking the living Bodhisattva in front of him, and said forcefully: "Miss Liu came at a really good time."

"Fortunately."

Liu Yunhuan said with a smile.

However, Nan Gongshuo, who was beside her, said teasingly, "Ms. Murong's complexion seems ugly? Hehe, that's right. You are a teacher of Yuding Mountain and hold Nuanyang Jade, but you can't cure the plague in Qingcheng. Now that Ms. Liu has found a solution, think about it, it's really ridiculous."

(End of this chapter)