Zong Zhilian watched Hu Yunshang follow Wu Zhe and the others in with some stupidity, and couldn't help sighing: "Is there really hope for this idiot?"
The so-called fat water does not flow to outsiders, he naturally does not want anyone else to be closer to Xiao Ruoyao's heart than Hu Yunshang.
But Hu Yunshang is obviously not a guy who chases girls!
Zong Zhilian heard the slight sound of the human body ladder starting, and could only resign himself to fate.
For things like marriage, others can only do what they want. The person's own feelings are the most important.
or? Consider letting Hu Yunshang find a way to [take down] Ruoyao earlier? Otherwise, depending on that girl's talent, sooner or later she will be favored by someone with a higher status, and maybe she will fall into someone else's pocket.
However, Zong Zhilian also turned the plaster-faced young man's face a few times in his mind, but couldn't find a similar image of a big man.
He turned his head to look at the plaque again, who could this Wen hermit be
Zong Zhilian had a quick mind, but he couldn't be sure for a while. All he knew was that the other party was a figure of great status, even surpassing General Tiger Wing. Although he had some eyebrows in his heart, he couldn't confirm it.
After all, he was not a traveler like Wu Zhe who was fed up with the TV dramas of the emperor's private visit. It is still difficult to say in a short time that this plaque is actually the calligraphy of King Qi.
In front of the door of the Pavilion of Everlasting Regret, he was not the only one looking up at the signboard on the lintel.
Many people who saw the delisting farce just now, among them the delicate ones, came over, staring at the writing on the plaque in a daze.
Everyone guessed. .
Wen Yin layman? It seems that this plaque reminded Zhong Xunzhang suddenly of something. With a counterattack, the signboard of the Shunv Pavilion of the enemy building was taken away.
The business of Lady Court will certainly not be able to be done today.
The signboard has been taken away by the government. In this era where the people are afraid of officials, how can anyone come to buy things again
The shopkeeper of Lady's Pavilion also knows this well, and has closed the door to thank customers.
Huang Shunv was dizzy from anger, and was rescued by a doctor at this moment.
Her weeping voice came from the closed lady's pavilion: "Dog officer! How dare you take off the signboard of my lady's pavilion! Collusion between officials and businessmen!"
This woman cursed endlessly.
Someone felt a little sympathetic: "Oh, on the very auspicious day of opening, the signboard was abruptly taken away by the officials."
Someone sneered: "This woman, have you ever thought that she was the one who framed the Changhen Pavilion on the other side and almost suffered this catastrophe?"
Many people echoed and expressed their agreement: "Isn't it? It's not that the time is not up. She did this move first, and she didn't expect the other party to do it too?"
"Obviously, it was originally a sign that she colluded with the government and businessmen to pick up the signboard of Changhen Pavilion."
"That is to say, harming others will eventually harm oneself. If the other side follows her way, it will inevitably end up crying like her."
Most of the spectators and guests who congratulated Kaichang did not sympathize with Miss Huang.
In the teahouse not far away, everyone who watched the whole play of the Sword Sect and Lei Fengsong were amazed.
Steward Pang said in surprise, "Unexpectedly, Xun Zhong went crazy and took off the signboard of Lady Pavilion instead."
Lei Gongfeng touched his chin and thought for a while, then turned his head and asked Qi Shuangdao, the sub-rudder of Zhan Jianzong Qidu: "Hey? Brother Qi, you must know this young man, right?"
Master Qi spread his hands solemnly: "You can't see clearly from his face. He has two plasters on his face, which is even more difficult to judge. You can't tell who he is from his appearance."
But he said in his heart: I didn't recognize him from his appearance. But from the sad autumn old man beside him, he can know that the young man with plaster face is... the prince of Qi!
This identity is too special, Qi Ruozhu didn't dare to reveal it easily, so he could only choose to hide a thing or two from his old friend cruelly.
As the head of the Qi capital of the Sword Fighting Sect, he has naturally met the prince. It's just that most of the face was covered by the plaster, and there was a distance between them, so they didn't recognize it immediately.
But he knew the sad old man.
The Lei priest who asked the question, although he was the guardian of Qidu City with nine-star profound energy, had seen the prince and the old man around him, but he didn't match up for a while.
"No matter what, I have a big harvest today." Qi Duozhu said: "This Xiao Ruoyao must have an unexpected relationship with us. Otherwise, Zhong Xunguan, who is good at adapting to the wind, will never turn against Lady Pavilion."
"The helmsman really has the foresight not to mix in the muddy water." Lei Gongfeng and others nodded one after another.
They were discussing here, and on the other side, Wu Zhe and others in the Everlasting Regret Pavilion reached the third floor.
Brothers and sisters Hu Yunshang and Hu Yunjiao were amazed by the magic of the human ladder, but when they reached the third floor, they could smell a [***] breath head-on. .
"What's the smell? Is that the dog just now?" Hu Yunjiao said while covering her nose. The little girl was most afraid of this rancid smell.
"That's right, cover your nose with a towel or something." Wu Zhe stabilized the wheelbarrow in front of the dog table, and reached out to the plaster-faced young man for a book: "Bring it to me."
The prince handed over a book.
"If you can bear it, so can I." Hu Yunjiao saw Wu Zhe staying beside the semi-conscious dog as if nothing had happened, so she stubbornly insisted on not covering her nose.
She didn't know that Wu Zhe had blocked his sense of smell, and even tampered with his vision to a certain extent.
Wu Zhe took the book, flicked through the book, and finished it in less than six or seven breaths: "Change to another one."
The prince quickly took it and put it aside, then sent another one, and at the same time he was shocked: Could it be that the memory technique in the report is real
Even the old man Beiqiu was taken aback, he had the same thought as Shizi.
Crash la la la—the sound of flipping a book.
"Change another one."
"Change again."
In less than half a cup of tea, Wu Zhe read all the books brought by the two of them.
"Well, I know it well." Wu Zhe already has the basic framework of the world's medicine in his mind.
Compared with the medical theory of bacteria and virology in another world, the gap is huge, but there are some theories similar to traditional Chinese medicine.
The dog's current coma was caused by a fever caused by an infected hind leg wound.
The fever has just started, the organs have not yet suffered severe failure, and there is no concurrent sepsis, etc., and there is still room for rescue.
But there are no antibiotics in this world, and it is impossible to synthesize them. What should we do
Wu Zhe kept calculating in his mind, and even used the calculation ability of the evolutionary body to think about the combination of various medicines.
It's a pity that most of the medicine stones on hand at present only have a preventive effect on anti-infection, and there is basically no way for this kind of infection to enter a fever state in the middle and late stages.
But looking intently at the wound, Wu Zhe recalled the maggots that he had just thought of by accident. Maybe…
"Also ask Miss Xiao to rejuvenate with her wonderful hands." The prince begged with his hands clasped.
"Did you send the dog to a medical clinic this morning? It really didn't help." Wu Zhe pointed to the huge gray and black medical stone marks on the dog's hind legs: "If you take the medicine, it will die. .” (To be continued.)