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"Everyone says that Doctor Bian of Huichuntang is a living Buddha, but I think he is just an old liar who does not help people in need!"

Old liar?

What did I lie to you about?

Owe you?

Why is it that the way some people speak is so unpleasant and makes her dislike listening to it?

Only a true doctor like Mr. Bian can do this. If it were Baili Feiyue, not only would she not save the patient, even if he could be saved, she would not do so.

There were more curses coming from outside, and the curses became more and more unpleasant.

The Huichuntang left a pretty good impression on her. Mr. Bian was quite her type and was nice to her.

Baili Feiyue raised her eyebrows. Since she was here, there was no reason for her to allow others to throw dirty water on Huichun Hall.

When he heard another curse from outside, he narrowed his eyes and walked out.

Those who were cursing enthusiastically stopped subconsciously when they saw someone suddenly come out.

Ignoring them, Baili Feiyue squatted down and checked the man on the stretcher again. He was right, there was no hope of saving him.

He raised his head and glanced at those people who were looking at him with bloodshot eyes and almost hatred.

He stood up and faced them calmly, but the words that came out of his mouth were, "Yes. There is still hope."

"Then save him quickly!" a woman yelled impatiently.

"I'm sorry, big sister. I've only been in Huichun Hall for a few days, and I've barely memorized some of the herbs. I just learned about this disease by chance, so I'm not qualified to treat the patient. Our doctor, Mr. Bian, is out seeing patients now, and I'm afraid he won't be back until dinner time."

After a pause, he said, "In fact, this disease can be cured by Doctor Chen from Jishiditang across the street. Alas, I, a junior apprentice, can diagnose this disease. I don't know why they let you come here."

The woman was stunned. "But they said you can cure it! Are you lying to me on purpose? Let me go in and take a look!"

"Big sister, if you say so, I can't help you. If you don't believe me, please follow me. Let's see if Mr. Bian from Huichuntang is not here. However," his eyes were slightly cold, "if you waste time here and delay the treatment of the patient, you can't blame us."

The woman murmured a few words to the people around her, and then said angrily, "Then we will wait here, you go and find your doctor!"

"Bring it back?" Baili Feiyue's lips curled up into a smile under her veil, "Our old master has been invited to the residence of the Minister of Rites. Why don't you come with me, and let the Minister take care of you first?"

As soon as the Minister of Rites uttered a few words, those who were making a fuss became helpless.

Few of them have ever seen a county magistrate in their entire lives.

"Well, then what do you say we should do? This person has been carried to the door of your clinic, so just decide whether you should do anything or not!"

"Didn't I tell you the solution? The Jishiditang across the street can cure it. But," he turned to the little medicine boy and said, "Xiao Mo, go get two tonics for this elder sister. When the patient recovers, use them to recuperate her body."

The little medicine boy Xiao Mo was very smart and clever. He immediately went in and quickly grabbed two commonly used medicines for strengthening the body and handed them to the woman with a smile.

Having gotten two prescriptions for free, the woman and her group felt too embarrassed to make a fuss.

Feeling a little embarrassed.

He immediately directed people to carry the stretcher to Jishidi Hall opposite.

Baili Feiyue looked at their receding backs indifferently.

Some people are really, perfectly illustrating the saying that there must be something hateful about pitiful people.

Meanwhile, somewhere in Kyoto.

Zhuyue kicked open the door of Zhuifeng's residence and asked coldly, "Where is the master?"

Zhuifeng glanced at her and said, "The night before yesterday, the master asked us to evacuate Yuhua Palace and did not summon me."

Zhu Yue sneered, "So, as the master's shadow guardian, you should follow the master all the time, but now you don't know the master's whereabouts!"

She spoke word by word, almost gritting her teeth. "The Jinyiwei came to me early in the morning to report on official business. They said that the palace treasury was robbed the night before. They were ordered to investigate. Various signs show that it was the master who stole the treasury, triggered the mechanism, and caused the water of the Forgotten River to fall!"

When he heard the word "master", Zhuifeng's expression changed.

The water of the Forgotten River!

I know that Jinyiwei and Zhuyue would not speak nonsense. Since they said so, they must have sufficient evidence and are sure of it.

Although it was strange that the master would steal from the national treasury. Even if it was stealing from the national treasury, it was even stranger that the master would trigger the mechanism when it was not the first time to go to the national treasury.

Even if the master triggered the mechanism, it is impossible for him to fall into the Forgotten River with his skills!

But, he didn't panic at all, and asked calmly, "What exactly happened?"

Although the four shadow guards were not affiliated with any department and were very mysterious, they actually had their own duties, and Zhuyue was responsible for the affairs of the government.

Ordinary Jinyiwei did not know the whereabouts of Zhuyue, but the Jinyiwei who was responsible for handling official business privately had a special way to contact Zhuyue.

Zhuyue spread out his palms.

Zhuifeng recognized it at a glance, "Tiancan silk!"

The silk of the silkworm is extremely soft, yet it can cut iron like mud, and it is very tough. It is as light as a feather, and there is only one such silk in the world, and there is no other.

Although the masters usually only use ordinary snow silk, for example, the silk that Miss Juan Ling used at the Spring Hunt was ordinary snow silk, but this unique heavenly silk, even if it is rarely used, can be recognized by the Jinyiwei leader who has followed the master for a long time.

They certainly didn't make a mistake.

"master……"

Zhuyue interrupted coldly, "I've been to the scene, and judging from the location where the Tiancan silk was hung, the master did fall into the Wangchuan River." But she didn't understand, even if the master fell into the Wangchuan River, even if he was in the national treasury, there were ways to send them a signal, so why didn't they receive the master's signal?

"Master will be fine." Zhuifeng believed firmly.

"Do I need to tell you that?" Zhuyue interrupted him impatiently. She never doubted this.

"The problem now is that the door to the treasury shows no signs of damage, so it was obviously opened with a key. There are only two keys to the treasury, one in the hands of the emperor and one in the hands of the master. The emperor's key is still there, and he has never opened it on his own. As for the master, just think about it and you will know that no one can steal the key from him."

Before she could finish, Zhuifeng understood.

That is to say, the possibility of others opening the national treasury is completely eliminated.

"How much does the Emperor know?"

Zhuyue snorted, "Although the Jinyiwei hasn't reported it yet, the emperor is not stupid. He can guess that it was the master who opened the treasury. In the next two days, the master will be summoned for questioning sooner or later."

They are not afraid when their master asks them questions.

Even if the master steals from the national treasury on a whim, the emperor cannot do anything to him.

but.

We can’t let the Emperor know that our master has fallen into the Forgotten River and has lost contact with us, with his life or death in danger!

This is the most important thing!

"I understand. If the master hasn't shown up by then, I will dress up as the master and enter the palace." Zhuifeng is the shadow guard who looks most like his master and imitates his master the best. This is the value of his existence.

When necessary, it is a good substitute!

Zhuyue snorted coldly and didn't want to say more to him.

He is just a shadow of the master, not the master!

Without saying anything else, he turned and left.

But her heart was not as calm as she appeared on the surface, although she believed that her master was fine.

There are still countless questions.

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