Don't die!
Don't leave me alone!
Fu Shiyu groaned slightly in his heart, and instantly understood what was happening.He walked up behind Liu Ruying, she was crying, and she didn't notice Fu Shiyu coming.On weekdays, the lord of the city, who is always full of treacherous sophistication and sophistication, has a face that is scratched by his nails, and he can't even make out his facial features, but it is not difficult to see that there is actually a kind and gentle smile on the corner of his mouth.Until the last moment of his death, he left Liu Ruying with the image of a good father, and it is no wonder that she is in pain now, crying uncontrollably, the gouache and rouge on her face are mixed with tears, and the makeup looks particularly funny and embarrassed.Fu Shiyu glanced at her, took out a clean handkerchief from his arms and handed it over, wipe it.Thank you, Dr.
Fu.Seeing Fu Shiyu behind her, Liu Ruying stopped crying and sobbed and choked on the veil.If Fu Shiyu treated her like this on weekdays, Liu Ruying would have been happy to find the north, but today her chest and forehead seemed to be overwhelmed by sad emotions, and she had no other charming thoughts, she silently wiped the makeup powder on her face, and there was a faint herb fragrance on the handkerchief, which smelled very good, as if there was a kind of magic that made people settle down.Fu Shiyu took out three cloth masks from his arms and handed them to Chaoluo, this one was put on first.Chaoluo took it, looked left and right, and then put it on his face with a curious face, and wondered: What is this?
Fu Shiyu said gently: Good thing.After speaking, he handed the other two to Liu Ruying and Chunqing.They had never seen this thing before, and they didn't know how to wear it in their hands, so they didn't dare to take it, so they were careful: Can slaves really use it?
Since it's a good thing, let's leave it to Miss.Fu Shiyu smiled indifferently, pinched both sides of the mask with both hands, and helped her hang it on her ears, everyone is born equal, what can't be.Chun Qing's face was stunned, and he raised his head just to meet Fu Shiyu's smiling ink-colored pupils, and the long black and dense eyelashes were hanging low, casting fan-shaped shadows under the eyelids.At first glance, it seems to be a very intimate action, but this person's fingertips have never even touched the spring love from beginning to end, weak and detached, and extremely measured.Liu Ruying, who was still grief-stricken just now, saw this scene, and couldn't help but knock over the vinegar jar and pinch the spring love heavily in the back.Although he knew that it was just Dr.
Fu's casual move, under the gaze of these deep eyes, he was still disturbed by a pool of ripples.Her little face behind the mask turned red, and she said thank you to Dr.
Fu, and quickly buried her head and hid behind Liu Ruying.Doctor Fu, I, Liu Ruying, held the mask in both hands shyly and timidly, and just wanted Dr.
Fu to help her wear it.But seeing that Dr.
Fu's expression suddenly changed, he was rarely in a hurry and panicked.He strode towards the city gate, and shouted in a condensed tone: Come back!
Liu Ruying took a look, and it turned out that the people who had just been knocked over by the horses slowly got up from the ground and staggered to the city gate.Fu Shiyu's ankle was still a little painful, so he could only limp to catch up, and shouted eagerly: Don't go, I'm a doctor!
I will save you!
Come back!
But those Shuzhou people were like trapped beasts that had just struggled out of the swamp, and their eyes were full of terrible gloom.There was only one thought in mind.That is to get out of this hellish city, as long as you go out, you can live, and there is light, hope, and the dawn of a new day ahead.It was like a pitch-black cauldron that had been turned upside down, and at this moment the bottom was broken, leaking in wisps of skylight.The people who are falling into madness, how can they still hear these words from the mouth of this thin man who came all the way to save one more life regardless of pay.For them, this sentence I am a doctor is too pale.It's like being in this plagued city, every cry for half a month, no one responds to help.The unkempt woman hugged the child whose body was already cold, and whispered madly: Chunsheng is good, if you hold on for a while, you will be saved immediately obedient, don't sleep, let's sleep again Chunsheng Why don't you return to your mother, is it useless to blame the mother, I'm sorry, let's go to find the doctor Fu Shiyu, who was struggling to chase those people, suddenly saw something, his pupils couldn't help but constrict, and he roared with tears in his eyes: Get down!
As soon as the words fell, a sharp feather arrow rushed towards the crowd.The woman seemed to be aware of this, raised her head slightly, and a cold light suddenly flashed in her dim pupils, and then a dazzling and intense red in front of her eyes.She didn't even have time to speak, and fell straight on her back.Fu Shiyu watched as the feather arrow pierced the woman's head, blood and brains splattered in the air, as if it had been a short and shocking red rain in the night.His mind went blank suddenly, his knees went limp, and his limbs collapsed to the ground.How could it be so cold in the middle of summer?
It was so cold that all the internal organs seemed to be frozen.This sudden change made the people who were trying their best to move forward pause.The vast plain ahead suddenly vanished, leaving only an endless abyss of darkness.They only had time to catch a faint glimpse of the light, and the door of hope closed quickly.But it's dawn!
Fu Shiyu propped his knees and slowly stood up from the ground.The crown of hair fell off, and the waist-length hair that fell down fluttered in the wind.The horizon in the distance turned white, slowly unfolding the dazzling dawn, and his eyes were also shining brightly, like a bright pearl that could not be seen directly, and it was emitting a dazzling clear brilliance.I'm a doctor.He said.I'm here to save you.The author has something to say: Thank you to the little angel who voted for me during 2020-04-0721:00:01~2020-04-0920:49:55 ~ Thank you to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 21 bottles of fish choking; Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
Chapter 63 One More Who Puts the Arrow!
Seeing the woman who fell from the arrow, Chu Yan was stunned for a moment, and the Yin Owl's gaze looked from the direction of the arrow, and the majestic coercion instantly pressed down like a mountain and a sea, so heavy that it made people feel suffocated and tight.The soldiers were so frightened that they didn't dare to take a breath, and stood there uneasily.Seeing that they didn't say anything, Chu Lu's pair of eagle-like eyes were filled with murderous aura, and there was a ruthless anger between his eyebrows.He walked straight in that direction, his chilling gaze sweeping over the faces of the soldiers one by one, and finally slowly fixed on the pale faces of the soldiers on the left.Sensing Chu Yan's eyes, the pair of eyes exposed under the soldier's mask were frightened and faintly flickering, unconsciously avoiding his staring gaze.Chu Yan's face was cloudy, and he suddenly pulled out the single knife pinned to the soldier's waist.Before it was put on his neck, the soldier was so frightened that his legs weakened, and he hurriedly knelt on the ground with a face like paper, and stammered and begged for mercy: "The son of the world spares his life."
Let's spare the prince once.Chu Yan seemed to be unable to see the pleading in his eyes, and the blade cut a half-inch-long wound on his neck, which was as deep as a small fingernail shell, obviously intending to kill him.The sense of dying crisis made the body seem to fall into an ice cave, the soldier's pupils constricted, his eyes widened, and he simply said sarcastically: The son of the world is really benevolent and righteous, and the little one is really admired.Those people are human beings, and our soldiers are not human beings?
It's hard to pick up a life on the battlefield, why let us come here to die!
A few soldiers who were friends with him next to him also knelt down, and there was a hidden question in their words, yes!
We are all soldiers of Daqing, why should we help the Huns!
I am willing to die on the battlefield, if I die in this hellish place, I will not die!
Chu Yan listened to their indignant complaints, but Chu Yan's face calmed down, as if he was silent before the storm was about to come, and said coldly and ruthlessly: If you don't want to go, get out.The soldiers who spoke looked at each other, and they all saw surprise and surprise in each other's eyes, and the soldier with a knife on his neck raised his head, as if he had finally mustered up the courage to speak, and tentatively spoke: Is it okay?
Chu Yan glanced at him condescendingly.The soldier buried his head in terror, not daring to squeak again.Chu Yan was silent for a moment, and suddenly threw the single knife in his hand, yes.Don't go back to the barracks.The soldier's eyes were stunned, and he subconsciously asked: What does Shizi mean by this?
Chu Yan said indifferently: The military camp does not raise soldiers who are afraid of death.He didn't plan to lead his troops, but King Guangling insisted on sending 2,000 soldiers to come together.Hearing Chu Yan say that they were afraid of death, the soldiers were a little angry on their faces, and just wanted to refute, Chu Yan took the lead in speaking with a cold face, don't use the battlefield as an excuse.The land is the land of the Xiongnu, and the people are the people of Daqing, and they can't even protect their own people, so how to defend the mountains and rivers and conquer the battlefield.The soldiers who had spoken for a short time were speechless, and no one said anything more about leaving.After the reprimand, Chu Yan looked outside the city of Shuzhou and found that the people who had escaped turned around and walked back.He was stunned in his eyes and hurriedly turned over and got on his horse.Sitting on horseback, I saw a single thin cyan figure standing at the end of the line that the people had gathered around.He is not tall, his body does not look great, he is so weak that he seems to want to ride the wind, but he is such a person, at this moment, he is like a towering green mountain, standing proudly in the crowd, and even the newborn golden wheel on the edge of the sky shines on him, which looks a little inferior.Chu Yan's pupils opened slightly, looking at this person, he suddenly remembered the ruined walls after the storm, and the white caryophyllum that grew out of the cracks in the damp stones, hidden under the fragile appearance, was shocking tenacity and resistance.Fu Shiyu quietly watched as the people slowly approached the city, like a baby toddler, and every foot was full of caution about the unknown.He stood still, surrounded by the plague who outsiders regarded as beasts of the flood.Doctor, save me, an old man who was close to the sixtieth birthday at the front of the station suddenly knelt down in front of Fu Shiyu.As he knelt, the people behind him also began to kneel on the ground one after another, and you and I kowtowed and prayed: Doctor, please save me, am I dying?
Doctor, please look at my child, the cries for help came from all directions, Fu Shiyu raised his hand and pressed the sore eyebrows, and said lightly: Don't make noise first.This time his voice was small, but it was heard by the people.They all stopped crying in unison, and the pair of hopeful eyes surged up like sea water, Fu Shiyu was instantly submerged, and he couldn't help but suffocate his head and rise.He took a long breath to recover his shock before he began to arrange without haste.Don't panic, line up first, and the distance between everyone must be six feet apart, with the elderly and children in front, then women and children, and finally men.The people looked at each other for a long time, and then began to move as he had said.After Fu Shiyu finished arranging, he counted the number of people.One hundred and two.He looked at the faces of these people, and finally looked at a middle-aged man who was still quite clear-headed, and asked, "Is there anyone else in the city?"
Yes.The man nodded, his mobility was impaired, and the seriously ill man was still in the city.Fu Shiyu muttered silently and asked: How much is the rough estimate?
The man replied: Nearly a hundred.Although he knew that the situation was serious, this number greatly exceeded Fu Shiyu's expectations, and even if he was diagnosed and treated without sleep, it would take at least three days.Not to mention the miscellaneous chores such as disinfection, medicinal materials, and protective tools for the epidemic.Never mind.Do your best.Fu Shiyu restabilized his mood, since he was here, there was no reason to be timid, after all, for those critically ill patients, every second of delay was a signal from death to him.Dr.
Fu, we can help.Liu Ruying and Chun Qing didn't know when they were not far from them, and the exquisite embroidered skirts on their bodies were stained with blood and stains from east to west, looking very embarrassed, but those beautiful eyes were surprisingly bright at the moment.Chun Qing and I are in good health now, and we can help Dr.
Fu help.Fu Shiyu didn't expect that she would be willing to help, after all, these people are now her father-killing enemies.As if she had guessed his thoughts, Liu Ruying was afraid that he would misunderstand, so she hurriedly explained with a panicked look: Doctor Fu, don't worry, I won't have bad intentions.I know that my father has done a lot of bad things before, and since I am his child, I have the obligation to protect the people of Shuzhou, and I have a responsibility to do so, so I should atone for my father's sins now.When those people heard her words, their eyes were a little complicated, and Fu Shiyu smiled at her gently: Thank you.You're welcome.Liu Ruying hung her head in amazement.Chaoluo, who was standing next to him, also spoke, and I could too.Fu Shiyu bowed slightly, although it was still dark in front of him, and he didn't see the light of day, but the heaviness in his heart was a little lighter.Just as he was about to let these people line up, there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves and footsteps behind him.Fu Shiyu felt strange in his heart, and his eyes turned back blankly.I saw that the east wind was howling on the Jin Ge Iron Horse, and he was a heroic young man.The soldiers with neat and solemn faces held red tassels in their hands and □□walked vigorously, swallowing mountains and rivers.This is Daqing's soldiers, although they can't resist the strength of the Hu people, but they are all good sons and daughters who gallop on the battlefield and are iron-clad.Chu Yan, who was dressed in dark clothes and armor, sat on the pitch-black treasure and rode his horse with the reins, the corners of his clothes blown by the whistling wind flew over, the deep inky black eyes reflected the morning light, and a small figure was standing in the depths of the pupils.They looked at each other from afar, but they were speechless.A few neighing black crows hovered overhead, their feathers glowing with the oily glow of the skylight.Fu Shiyu took the lead in retracting his gaze, facing the people, and said softly: Go in.The people were stunned for a moment, and after reacting, they began to keep their distance and move towards the city gate.When they walked into the city, the same thought flashed through their hearts.Why is this doctor, who seems to have been broken off his bones, but in the next second, he is reborn, like a broken pine that has been raging by a strong wind, and green shoots are growing inside.Chu Yan brought a bag of masks □□ for the soldiers to distribute to the people of Shuzhou, while Fu Shiyu methodically arranged for people to disinfect the medical hall, boil medicine, burn corpses, etc., and then put on masks and gloves and began to diagnose people.Because there were too many critically ill people, Fu Shiyu decided to start with them first.The people who had been fierce not long ago also cooperated and waited beside them at this moment, without any objections, and no one even said a word, for fear of disturbing the doctor who had been kneeling on the ground to touch people's pulses and tirelessly listening to the patient's words.