Ru Yue Shu Yun Feng Wen Wan

Chapter 304 Human Life

The other little duck was not so well-behaved. It quacked in the tent all night long. I don’t know if it was thirsty or hungry. It kept me awake, so I thought I might as well send it back.

After trying to feed the duck several times without success, he actually put on his coat, tied the duck's feet with a cloth strip and hung it around his waist, and then went to find that place.

"What are you going to do?"

But he forgot that he was not the only one in the tent.

"Send it back, it's too noisy."

"It must be hungry. What did you feed it?"

"I've already been fed cakes and tea, how could I still be hungry?"

Wang Qunbing had never raised these little creatures before, so he didn't know what to pay attention to. He thought there seemed to be nothing wrong with feeding them the way he did.

They were both confused and had no idea what it was arguing about.

Yi Fengbai took it off and put it aside, then sat outside the tent, covering his ears from time to time, as if the duck really deserved to die.

Wang Qunbing was probably also disturbed by the noise, so he came out and squatted with him.

"Since you are too impatient to care about it, why not give it to me?"

Yi Fengbai didn't really want to pay attention to her.

"Don't you have patience too?"

"That's your duck, and you expect me to be patient. It's more like mine."

He spoke confidently, but not too loudly. Perhaps the crickets behind the scenes always need some basic ethics.

"No, I can take care of it."

……

"Then shut up your little duck."

"When it wants to shut up, it will shut up naturally. If you want it to shut up, just talk to it yourself."

Wang Qunbing: ...

But it was okay. The little duck was probably tired, and no one noticed when it stopped making noises. Wang Qunbing only realized the little duck had stopped making noises when his legs became numb from squatting. He ran in anxiously and touched it, and found it was still warm.

Holding it in the palm of his hand, he lifted the tent and looked at the person sitting alone.

Hand the warm duck to him.

"It's asleep. Please find a place for it. I'm going to sleep."

The little duck was taken away, but he didn't get up so quickly. He held it in his palm to block the cool wind.

In the place shrouded in darkness, passion, warmth and loneliness are mixed together. You should enjoy life to the fullest when you are happy.

The moon no longer cared about so much, and hid completely in the quilt, openly being lazy, and went to sleep.

No matter what the situation is at night, it still runs during the day.

Xiqing was relatively wealthy, so the rewards for hunting were extremely high. Whether it was for the national reputation, the tempting gold and silver, or the hard-to-find rare treasures, it undoubtedly made a good start for this first day.

This is what is called a good start.

However, where there is competition there are conflicts. Where there are people there is the world. As long as you are not alone on an island, you will have some interactions with others, whether good or bad.

Everyone loves to watch the hustle and bustle, and the place is filled with people in three layers inside and outside.

"Divine Doctor Song has the title of Divine Doctor, but he actually does this harmful thing. Could it be that I offended you before, and now you want to offend the people around me?"

"If you have any problem, you can just come to me. Why bother this weak woman? If I hadn't caught you, I'm afraid I would have fallen seriously ill and died suddenly."

A pink-dressed woman rolled on the ground holding her belly. A circle of old doctors surrounded her, all with frowns on their faces. Huangfu Yang looked at Song Yue with a face full of responsibility, and occasionally glanced at the pink-dressed woman with worry.

Before Song Yue could speak, he looked at the crowd anxiously: "Are they here?"

It seems like he is waiting for someone.

It is hard to say that a seventh-rank official serving the prime minister could come to Xiqing as a maid without any ulterior motives.

This woman in pink happened to be the legitimate daughter of the Prince of Nanyue and was very much loved. However, the moment she saw Huangfu Yang, she was like a moth to a flame, insisting on having her own way, saying that she would have no regrets even if she just stayed by his side.

I can only say that I am in love again.

Song Yue was in big trouble now.

As soon as he finished speaking, a distinguished old man pushed through the crowd and saw the girl rolling around on the ground. His knees suddenly gave way and he knelt on the ground and crawled to her side.

"Miss, Miss, what's wrong with you? What are you all standing there for? Come over here and let her see."

He seemed to have regained the strength to stand up and look for the doctor he knew who was present.

But no one was willing to come close.

Even Song Yue could only stand by, bewildered. It was like a modern medical emergency. After all, he was a veteran and should be well-versed in such situations.

But it was this ease that made her realize that this man was beyond saving. Based on her instinct as a doctor, she tried, but to no avail. In the end, she was stopped by Huangfu Yang, who refused to let her get close.

Until Song Yue realized that she had missed the opportunity.

All that lingered in his mind was how his medicine had harmed someone, and how he had watched helplessly as this person lost his life in front of him, while he was powerless to do anything.

That feeling of powerlessness is something that others cannot empathize with.

"Where's the miracle doctor? Isn't there a miracle doctor here? Where is that miracle doctor? Find him quickly."

The people on the ground gradually became quiet. Song Yue was anxious and wanted to break through the crowd, but the power of seven or eight big men was not something she could shake alone.

"let me go."

Huangfu Yang: "Is Divine Doctor Song afraid that others will find out and wants to come over to destroy the body?"

Song Yue glared at him fiercely, hatred boiling in her eyes. It was the first time, the first time she had hated someone so much, the first time she had wanted to take the initiative to end someone's life.

But in the face of life, all hatred must be put aside first.

"Thirteen, thirteen! Thirteen..."

Apart from the old housekeeper's grief-stricken cries, the only voices in the crowd were Song Yue's, each one louder than the last.

The mixture of urgency and despair in it is frightening.

"I can save her. I can."

The old housekeeper didn't know if she could do it, but seeing that the master he was following had turned blue in the face and was spitting black blood, he rushed towards her regardless.

Those strong men were frightened by his murderous gaze and looked at Huangfu Yang inquiringly. Only after getting permission did they dare to let him go.

Before Song Yue could even take a step, she was pulled and staggered, and thrown next to the woman.

"A miracle doctor, huh? If you can't save her, our prince will make sure you're buried with him."

Song Yue ignored him chattering and forced herself to calm down, trying to find a way to survive in the dead pulse.

It was as if something slipped past, and the old butler made a "hush" gesture with his index finger in front of his mouth, and stopped shouting.

The surroundings quickly quieted down. The old butler couldn't control his sobbing, which moved everyone.

Song Yue quickly got into the state and looked for the difference. His tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and he was very confused.

He quickly took out a silver needle and pierced all over her pulse area, looking for that strange feeling again.

However, she suddenly let go of her hand, took a few steps back, grabbed the silver needles near her heart meridian, and pulled them all out.

His hand could no longer hold on, and the silver needles scattered all over the floor, but he was able to accurately find the pulse. He only touched it for a moment before letting go again.

He was stunned for a long time before he stood up and bowed deeply to the woman.

Seeing her like this, the old housekeeper's eyes were red with anger: "What do you mean? What do you mean? Doctor, doctor, come and take a look, take a look..."

The other doctors rushed over and examined everyone. They all shook their heads and sighed, then stood aside.

Seeing them like this, the old housekeeper put his trembling hands in front of the woman's nose and tried again and again in disbelief. Perhaps he finally accepted the fact, and he leaned back, round and rolled outward twice.

Huangfu Yang no longer stood idly by, but walked forward anxiously, put his hand under his nose, and trembled slightly.

His face flushed red, and he pointed at Song Yue tremblingly: "Divine Doctor Song, she is just a little girl, why are you so vicious? If you have any dissatisfaction, you can come to me."

He fell to the ground and hugged the woman in his arms with regret. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. If I hadn't let you come, this wouldn't have happened. It's all my fault. I blamed myself for offending someone I shouldn't have offended and letting her target you. I'm sorry, I will definitely avenge you and make the murderer get the punishment he deserves.

Then he glared fiercely at the dazed Song Yue.

"Get her."

Very smoothly, two big knives were brought to the neck. The cold touch woke up the unconscious Song Yue. Those people were very strong. Several blood streams flowed down the white neck, soaking the white collar and still spreading downwards.

Huangfu Yang laid the woman flat on the ground.

"You all witnessed it. This vicious woman killed a man. I will execute her right here and now. Do you have any objections?"