Chapter 1617 Unknown Feeling

Chapter 38

Although the entrance of this secret passage looks small, there is a whole world inside, the two of them walked side by side, and it didn't look crowded.

Mo Shanghua walked beside Yan Beicheng, her eyes involuntarily looked around the cave.

The walls in this secret passage are all paved with blue stones. For convenience, holes are dug out at intervals to place wall lamps. The secret passage was also cleaned extremely clean, not even a lot of dust was seen, which shows that the secret passage has not been abandoned for a long time.

Mo Huang looked sideways at Yan Beicheng beside him, his watery eyes tinged with calmness and certainty.

Her previous guess was indeed correct, this person was by no means as simple as he appeared on the surface.

Yan Beicheng, however, didn't seem to realize it, and walked all the way silently, only took a candlestick from the wall, and the two of them walked in the dark passage for a long time before they crawled out of a dry well.

Mo Shanghua looked up and saw that the houses here were all made of earth, and the roofs were covered with thatch mixed with mud. She understood in her heart that this place should be in the north of the city, the poorest area, and the location of the palace in the city. But it was nearly half a city away.

With Yan Beicheng's pampered personality, he didn't say anything when he was tired, and took him directly to a mud house next to the dry well, opened the door and walked in.

As soon as she entered the room, her nose was enveloped by a strong scent of medicine. Mo Shanghua sniffed it carefully, and she could smell a little rancid smell covered by the scent of medicine. She immediately felt a little ominous in her heart.

Looking along the bed, he saw a middle-aged man lying on the kang with his eyes closed, dying.

The most frightening and disgusting thing is that the man's body is covered with chickenpox-like things, densely covering his whole body, some of the "chickenpox" have even broken, and the wounds reveal pale yellow and slightly bloodshot wounds. liquid.

As if sensing someone coming, the man opened his eyes in a daze, and sat up with his body propped up, "It's you." After a pause, his eyes fell on Mo Shanghua, "Who is this?"

"This is a doctor, please don't move, let her take a good look at your symptoms." Yan Beicheng put his hands behind his back, his face turned into a dandy, and said in a low voice.

The man nodded and leaned against the wall behind him without moving.

Mo Shanghua then walked to the side of the kang, glanced at the man up and down very seriously, and then her expression changed suddenly, and she hurriedly exited the house.

Yan Beicheng's heart sank slightly, and he hurriedly chased him out, "What's wrong?"

An answer has already faintly popped up in my heart.

Similar to the modern Raman virus plague in Africa...

Mo Shanghua leaned on the wall with one hand, and after a while, she finally settled down and turned to look at him, "This person is not suffering from an ordinary disease, but an infectious disease called Laman, which is similar to the plague. , but the symptoms are somewhat different.”

The dandy look on Yan Beicheng's face faded away, and the depths of his eyes gradually became a bit unpredictable, "Can it be cured?"

Besides, what he doubted even more was Mo Shanghua's identity.

He invited so many people, but none of them could make a diagnosis. Now, Mo Shanghua knew it just by looking at it, which shows the level of his medical skills.

How could a person with such high medical skills be the woman raised in a deep boudoir?

Mo Shanghua pondered for a long time before her rosy lips moved, her voice was low and hoarse, "It's best to burn people as soon as possible, this disease is too contagious."

Yan Beicheng's heart was shocked, and his brows furrowed deeply, "Is there really no other way?"

In fact, he had already expected it in his heart, after all, he had already invited most of the people he could, and none of them could be healed.

But this person's identity is too special, he must not die.

Mo Shanghua looked up at Yan Beicheng, and seeing his expression, she knew that this person might be an important person.

After a long silence, she was very serious, and said word by word: "Yan Beicheng, I must tell you that the contagion of this disease is beyond your imagination. People will inevitably suffer, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it can endanger the entire kingdom of God."

That's why burning it is the best way.

After saying these words, Yan Beicheng couldn't help but fell silent.

People in this world have never been kind to him. The life and death of these people has nothing to do with him, it's just the identity of this person...

It is doomed that he must not die.

After thinking for a long time, Yan Beicheng raised his head again, with a half-smile on his lips, "I didn't expect you, an ugly woman, to be a benevolent doctor, even thinking about the life and death of those irrelevant people all the time."

Mo Shanghua stared at the corners of Yan Beicheng's lips, suddenly thinking that she saw the man in the cloak, her eyes narrowed slightly, but when she looked, she saw that the corners of his mouth were curled up, looking a little annoyed.

Even so, she still had some doubts in her heart, but she didn't point it out, her face was frozen, "You are the person in power in Yuzhou, I'm just worried about the life and death of your people, so I just remind you."

"You don't need to say these things are useless, I just ask you whether it can be cured or not." Yan Beicheng lowered his head slightly, staring at him very seriously, with a dark look in his eyes.

Moshang Hualiu's eyebrows were slightly frowned, and there was a hint of deep thought in her watery eyes.

Although she was a doctor of medicine in her previous life, she had only seen this kind of case in the papers, and she only had a certain understanding and had real contact with it. If she really wanted to heal, she had no idea.

After all, this Laman is too contagious, and the risk factor is extremely high for everyone. She is not the Virgin, and there is really no need to lose her life because of an irrelevant person.

But right now, she came here in agreement with Yan Beicheng's words, and the deal between the two is still there, and those bargaining chips are indeed tempting.

Mo Shanghua kept calculating the value of this transaction in her heart, hesitated and struggled extremely.

Yan Beicheng took her look into the bottom of his eyes, and he knew it in his heart. He patiently waited for her to think for a while, but he still didn't see the result, and said, "If you can cure this person, I will give you a thousand dollars for the doctor's visit fee. All other conditions remain unchanged."

daughter?

This is not a small windfall. If she wants to do something in Yuzhou City, it will be convenient for her to have this amount of money to pave the way.

Mo Shanghua's heart moved slightly, and she immediately thought about it secretly, which is something she can do when she has money.

It has to be said that this daughter's consultation fee is really tempting to her, which moved her heart and made her a little curious.

What is the identity of that person that made Yan Beicheng so willing?

Thinking of this, Mo Shanghua naturally looked at Yan Beicheng, and said, "Who is that person, who makes you even throw out thousands of dollars in medical fees at will?"

Yan Beicheng's sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and the depths of his seemingly clear pupils were filled with unpredictability.