Just as Yuchi Gong and the others heaved a sigh of relief …
Suddenly, a shrill scream was heard from the place where the porridge was being distributed.
"Ahhh!"
"This porridge is poisonous!"
"It's poisonous! Damn it, this porridge is poisonous! "
Everyone was in an uproar when they heard that.
Yuchi Gong also stood up abruptly and hurriedly pushed the crowd aside. He came to the person who was rolling on the ground with a gloomy expression.
By then, it would be too late.
Those who had eaten the porridge, those who were about to eat it, and those who were waiting in line were all dumbfounded.
"What's going on?"
"Wasn't everything fine before this? Why … "
"This is bad! These bastards are trying to poison us to death! "
"My fellow villagers, run quickly! Why did Yuchi Gong mobilize three thousand armored soldiers? They're trying to kill us! "
The people were scared out of their wits when they heard the terrified screams from the crowd.
Some of them even collapsed to the ground.
"Oh my god! What did I do wrong? "
"Why are they trying to kill us like this?"
"This is bad. They think that we're a burden and want to kill us to end it all!"
"Run!"
"Run!"
The people in the crowd cried out in alarm.
The people were completely flustered.
That was because a large group of armored soldiers was quickly surrounding the place.
Yuchi Gong waved his hand with a gloomy expression and roared, "Which bastard dares to be an alarmist here?"
"Want to kill you? Do you think you're worthy? "
"If you don't want to be rebels, kneel on the ground and shut up, Lao Tzu."
"Someone, summon the doctors. Summon all the doctors in Chang 'an …"
"There's no need! Let the Old Man take a look! "
At that moment …
An aged voice interrupted Yuchi Gong's words.
Yuchi Gong and the others turned to look.
A carriage from the Eastern Palace was slowly coming to a stop at the entrance of the vault. The voice must have come from that carriage.
At this time, the people also heard the sound. They turned around and saw a carriage draped in bright yellow. As long as the people in Chang 'an were not fools, they would definitely know that this carriage belonged to either the Emperor or the Crown Prince, who dared to use such a configuration.
The emperor's carriage was embroidered with a golden dragon brandishing its claws, while the empress's carriage was embroidered with a golden phoenix spreading its wings. Only the crown prince's carriage was embroidered with a dragon!
Everyone was shocked.
They hurriedly knelt on the ground.
Yuchi Gong also stood up and cupped his fists.
"Welcome, Your Highness!"
Although Yuchi Gong didn't know why the Crown Prince had come at this time, he still had to show proper etiquette.
The Crown Prince's bodyguard around the carriage also cupped his fists at Yuchi Gong, "There's no need for that, General Yuchi Gong, Divine Doctor Sun is the divine doctor!"
'Divine Doctor'?
No wonder.
But why would the crown prince invite Divine Doctor Sun?
Before Yuchi Gong and the others could think about it, the curtain of the carriage was lifted. Sun Simiao, with a head of silver hair and a deer-head walking stick in his hand, got out of the carriage.
When everyone saw this, they bowed in unison once again.
"Divine Doctor Sun!"
Sun Simiao waved his hand, then hurried to the side of the person who had fallen to the ground and carefully checked his pulse.
As for the person who had fallen to the ground, it was unknown whether it was due to fear or pain, but his body was slowly trembling, and he was even faintly moaning.
Sun Simiao frowned slightly, then took out a silver needle and inserted three needles into the abdomen of the person who had fallen to the ground. Then, he took it out and sniffed it carefully. His frown deepened.
At this moment, everyone couldn't help but stretch their necks to look at Doctor Sun.
The King of Medicine, Sun Simiao.
Not only in Chang 'an City, but even in the Tang Empire and beyond, Sun Simiao was famous. Many officials and nobles, including the Emperor, treated Sun Simiao with respect, not for any other reason but because he was a divine doctor!
At the same time.
Yuchi Gong was guarding Sun Simiao while watching. His frown deepened, and the moaning of the person who had fallen to the ground was getting weaker. He could not help but feel anxious.
After a while, Sun Simiao put away the silver needle, glanced at the person who had fallen to the ground, and snorted coldly.
"If you trust me, then I'll tell you about this person's symptoms. Apart from the oily food he ate in the morning and some diarrhea, he is fine!"
After that, Sun Simiao turned and left.
"Wh … What?"
"Oily food in the morning???"
"Diarrhea? So it's diarrhea? "
"F * ck! Who the f * ck is this guy?! Which street is he from? Who knows him? "
"F * ck, he's a troublemaker!"
"F * ck, Lao Tzu's porridge! F * ck your grandpa! "
At the same time, after Yuchi Gong bade farewell to the divine doctor, he waved his hand and stared at the person who was still lying on the ground. He slowly pulled out the modao from his waist and said, "Lao Tzu will give you three breaths. If you tell me why you did this, Lao Tzu will spare your life and only break your legs. If you don't tell me, @!"
"Then f * ck, shut up Lao Tzu forever!"
Oily food in the morning?
F * ck your grandpa.
Lao Tzu had not eaten meat for three days!
F * ck, is this still a disaster victim? Which disaster victim is not so hungry that his chest is sticking to his back?
He has money to eat meat. How does he look like a disaster victim?
The people could not help but be angry.
"Motherf * cker, kill him for me!"
"Kill him!"
"General Yuchi, it's easy to dirty my hands by killing him. Let me do it! Lao Tzu's butcher knife is rusty! "
"…"
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