Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

　　 Before the carriage stopped steadily, the people in the Sun’s house who were guarding the door hurried over.

　　 "But the gentleman from Qingsang Pharmacy?" One person took the reins and stopped the carriage, looking at Mo Qiu:

　　 "Hurry up, please come into the house, he... my master is seriously injured, but there must be no accident!"

　　 While speaking, his face was full of anxiety.

　　 "Yeah." Mo Qiu nodded, got up and got out of the carriage, and took the medicine box from Brother Wei.

　　 He has weak bones, and the medicine box is extremely heavy. He snorted and put it on his shoulder.

　　 Senior Brother Wei stepped out of the carriage with a yawn, and the oncoming coldness made him shrink.

　　 Looking at the two anxious offenders, he rubbed his hands and jumped out of the carriage, saying:

　　 "What's the matter? Where did it hurt?"

　　 "This..." The next person hesitated a little, stretched out his hand and said forward:

　　 "We are not very clear, the husband will be admitted to the hospital soon, the master and the wife are waiting in the backyard."

　　 "Okay." Senior Brother Wei raised his mind, and strode towards the front courtyard with his hands on his back.

　　Sun’s House is located in Horihara Village in the south of the city.

　　Master Sun is also the largest wealthy household in Zhuangzi.

　　 As soon as he enters the door, he first enters the goal is a huge entrance wall with lifelike flowers blooming on it.

　　 just...

　　 "Blood?" Mo Qiu glanced at the peony petals, the dull blood on it was extremely dazzling.

　　 "Oh." The servant hurriedly explained:

　　 "Today, a sheep was killed in the house, and a sheep ran out from behind with a breath, splashed with blood."

　　 "Kill the sheep?" Senior Brother Wei's throat rolled and said:

　　 "Why, is there a happy event in your house today?"

　　 Lamb is not cheap, even the rich and the rich will not eat it every day.

　　 "Hi... can be regarded as a happy event." The smile on the face seemed reluctant, and he lowered his head and said:

　　 "A few guests came, the master called for a hospitality."

　　 "Tsk tsk..." Senior Brother Wei shook his head slightly:

　　 "It's really unfortunate that Master Sun was unfortunately injured when the guests came."

　　 "Yes, yes." The servant nodded repeatedly, and stretched out his hand:

　　 "The two of you go here."

　　 At the same time, he glared at the people around him, and said: "Second tiger, don't stand stupidly, help the little master hold the medicine box."

　　 "No." Brother Wei waved his hand:

　　 "Let him carry it on his own. If he is so weak, he should practice more, so that he can go a long way in the future."

　　 Do not ask for an awkward smile, nodded, and glanced around, there was a little curiousness in his eyes.

　　 This yard is so big, why didn’t I see a few people along the way?

Although 　　 was puzzled in his heart, he had no plans to find the root cause, so he crossed the two into the backyard.

　　 There are many people waiting here.

　　 "Master, madam." The servant hurriedly greeted one of the men and the woman, saying:

　　 "The doctor from Qingsang Pharmacy is here!"

　　 "Okay, okay!" A middle-aged man with a rich face nodded again and again, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to lead back:

　　 "Two of you, please come in."

　　 "Master Sun, what's going on?" Senior Brother Wei looked at him with a look of surprise:

　　 "Doesn't you seem to have injuries on your body?"

　　 Mo Qiu was also surprised, this is Master Sun? Didn’t you say that you fell from the attic and was injured by iron tools?

　　 It seems that everything is normal except for a pale face.

　　 "It's not...it's not me." Master Sun shook his head anxiously:

　　 "It’s someone else who gets hurt,"

"Who?"

　　 "It's our second brother!" A cold and dull voice sounded from behind Master Sun.

　　 As soon as this person's voice came out, there was a moment of silence in the scene, and everyone in the Sun House bowed their heads honestly.

　　 There are a few people, and their bodies are trembling, their faces can't be suppressed in terror.

　　 Pushing Master Sun away, he strode to Senior Brother Wei, his burly figure resembling a giant bear.

　　 I'm afraid that even the Lutou of the pharmacy is inferior to it.

　　 "From the pharmacy?" The visitor scanned the two of them, and finally landed on the medicine box that Mo Qiu was carrying, and then nodded:

　　 "Come in with me!"

　　 "Huh?" Senior Brother Wei was taken aback.

　　 "Huh what?" The face sank, and as soon as he stretched out his big hand, he grabbed Senior Brother Wei and carried him towards the inner hall.

　　 "Hurry up and give my second brother a diagnosis and treatment, if it can't be cured..."

"Humph!"

　　 He snorted coldly and threw the person into the house with a flick of his hand.

　　 A hundred jins of people are like straws pierced in his hands, and they are thrown far away at will.

　　 Do not beg to see the other person looking back, his body trembled, and he didn't dare to delay, hurriedly trot in and followed.

　　 This should be the master’s bedroom.

　　 In addition to the patient lying on the bed, there are four people in the room, both tall and short, all with strong breath.

　　 And there are swords and weapons on them diagonally, plus the blood that hasn't dried up on them...

　　 Seeing it is not good!

　　 "Who is he?" One of them was about thirty or forty years old, dressed in a Confucian shirt, and his eyes were extremely sharp.

　　 looked at Brother Wei, his eyes sank:

　　 "Didn't you ask the doctor from Qingsang Pharmacy to come over?"

　　 "Brother." The big man at the door stretched out his hand and pointed at Brother Wei, muttering:

"he is the one."

　　 "Fart!" The man in Rushan shouted angrily:

　　 "How can some of the doctors there be so young? Is it possible that the fat man surnamed Sun deceived me?"

　　 "What?" The big man instantly showed a hideous face, grabbed the cooked copper stick by the door, and glared at Brother Wei:

　　 "Are you a fake?"

　　 These people are too powerful, don't ask the two of them as if they are in a pack of tigers and wolves.

　　 Seeing that the big man was about to kill with a club, Senior Brother Wei, who was paralyzed on the ground, trembled and said anxiously:

　　 "I'm the doctor of Qingsang Pharmacy!"

　　 "My master is Master Qin. Today, because several masters didn't have time, I asked me to come over."

　　 "If you don't believe me, you can ask Master Sun, he can testify!"

　　 His voice was hurried, and his speaking speed was surprisingly fast. He almost spit out the words in one breath, lest he didn't have a chance to say more.

　　 "Fuck your mother's dog ass!" The big man roared:

　　 "You are a group, of course you will not deny each other, you want to lie to me, no way!"

　　 "Enough. UU reading www.uukānshu.com" The man in Confucian shirt frowned, waved his hand to stop the man's movements, and looked down at Brother Wei:

　　 "Are you really a doctor at Qingsang Pharmacy?"

　　 "It's true!" Senior Brother Wei nodded anxiously, and even raised his right hand high, saying loudly:

　　 "I swear, if I lie to you, I will thunder, and I will not die!"

　　 "Yeah." The man in Rushan looked slightly calm, nodded, and reached out his hand to the person on the bed:

　　 "My brother, he was murdered with a bow and arrow. You can cure him."

　　 "Don't worry." He leaned forward, looking straight at Brother Wei with a solemn expression:

　　 "Our brothers have clear grievances. If you save my brother, then he will be our benefactor."

　　 "Consultation fee, easy to say!"

"but if…"

　　'S words fell, his face sank, and the hard slate ground under his feet was already cracked and cracked. This force is not enough for ordinary people to hit with a hammer.

　　 Brother Wei paled, and nodded anxiously:

"sure!"

　　 "That's good." As soon as the man in the Confucian shirt took off his imposing manner, he stretched out his hand to signal:

　　 "Doctor, please!"

　　 Senior Brother Wei stood up tremblingly, and came to the bed trembling, only to glance at his face, his face was pale.

　　 I saw that the patient on the bed was unconscious, pale and dry lips.

　　 Two long arrows with barbs pierced through the chest from behind, his body was full of blood, and his clothes were dark red.

　　 This kind of injury...

　　 His heart is bitter, and with a little hope, he gently presses the pulse of the wounded, his heart beats slightly.

　　 "What's the matter?" The man in Rushan is very good at his words and expressions. Although Brother Wei hasn't spoken yet, he already sinks his face:

　　 "You can't treat this kind of injury?"