Glory in Troubled Times: The Empress' Growth Path

He was yelling indiscriminately, saying that everyone looked down on him.Yanqing tried his best to dissuade him from the side, but was almost swung on the head by the old beggar's crutches. Fortunately, Yanqing reacted quickly, his body flashed, and the crutches fell to the ground.

No matter how good-tempered a doctor is, he was a little angry when he saw this dangerous scene, and Hua Qiong was naturally among them. She ran over and stood in front of Yanqing.

Yanqing was very surprised, even though it was a trivial matter, it was too late for others to hide, why did she run over here.

"Old beggar, our doctors saw that you were sick, so we kindly brought you here for treatment. We just don't appreciate it, so why are we still doing it?"

The old beggar looked at Hua Qiong in front of him, was stunned, and then slowly leaned into Hua Qiong.

Yanqing immediately became vigilant, turned sideways, and stood in front of Hua Qiong again.

The old beggar was not in a hurry, standing in front of the two of them, he squatted down tremblingly, his cloudy eyes didn't know where to look.

Suddenly he stretched out a hand and clasped Yan Qing's wrist tightly. This beggar is obviously very old, how could he show such great strength.

Yanqing was almost pulled down by him.

"Don't panic, little friend, the old beggar is just grateful for your free clinic, and he does a little bit of good deeds like you."

A fellow next to him couldn't stand it anymore, he rushed up, pulled away the hands of the two, and shouted, he was about to throw the old beggar out of the hospital immediately.

"It's not that you're doing unscrupulous business, but you're buying and selling by force. If you keep talking, I'll send you to the government office!"

After all, he began to push and push the old beggar.

The old beggar's body, like an autumn leaf, fell lightly to the ground.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing lying down, you still want to touch porcelain, let me tell you, this is a medical center, we can tell if you are sick at a glance."

"I'm afraid he didn't come to see a doctor, but he was looking for a name to beat Qiufeng."

The old beggar who fell on the ground did not speak for a long time.

"He can't be dead."

"Oh, Wang Er, why did you push him?"

"You won't get into trouble."

Wang Er heard everyone's discussion, and looked at the old beggar who was still on the ground, his heart beat like a drum, he would not hit too hard, he really pushed him to the ground and fell to death.

Everyone retreated one after another, forming a circle, leaving Hua Qiong, Yan Qing, and the shop assistant Wang Er in the middle.

Wang Er didn't know what to do when he encountered this situation, he didn't dare to go forward to check, and he didn't dare to run away in front of everyone, so he could only stand there in embarrassment, looking around, looking for someone who could ask for help.

Yanqing bent down to discern carefully.

I saw that the old beggar's stomach was still rising and falling, and it seemed that his life was fine.

Hua Qiong saw that Yanqing didn't look like he was facing a formidable enemy just now, so he walked around him, walked to the old beggar, made a bow, and explained softly.

"Old man, please don't blame me, our guy is a bit impatient, are you okay?"

The old beggar on the ground turns his back on Hwa-joon, ignoring her.

Hua Qiong stepped closer again, stretched out a hand and said, "Others won't let you see your face, but I am willing to let the old man see."

The old beggar turned to look at Hua Qiong, sized him up, then waved his hands and said, "You? I don't want to look at you, I don't want to look at you, my life will be shortened."

Hua Qiong smiled helplessly, and explained: "Old man, I am also the one who came to seek help from the medical clinic. Your help is equivalent to helping the medical clinic. This is a matter of virtue and will not shorten your life."

Hearing this, the old beggar sighed first, then turned around, and began to look at Hua Qiong again.

I saw that she took the initiative to stretch out her hand to show the old beggar.

The old beggar sighed, turned his body sideways, and reluctantly leaned his head forward. The more he looked at it, the more he frowned, and the creases on his old face, which was originally like dead tree bark, increased a lot.

Yan Qing frowned, stepped forward to stop him and said: "Old man, if it's really difficult, it's okay."

The old beggar stretched out his hand and pushed Yanqing back, but Yanqing didn't care and just patted his clothes.

The old beggar stared at Hua Qiong's palm for a while, then suddenly let go, and then backed away as if seeing a beast.

"Longevity, longevity!"

Everyone asked curiously: "Old beggar, what did you see?"

The old beggar said tremblingly: "Destiny, this is the sign of destiny!"

Wang Er asked puzzledly: "Old beggar, half-spoken, grandson has no asshole, what is the sign of destiny?"

Seeing that the situation was not right, Yanqing gave Wang Er a wink. Wang Er quickly lowered his head and stopped talking, but everyone was already incited.

"Never heard of destiny?"

"Is it an ominous sign?"

"My dog ​​died inexplicably last night, could it be related to destiny?!"

Seeing the people around talking nonsense, Yanqing quickly gave a wink to the nearby clerk. The clerk immediately received it, turned around and knocked over the box for weighing medicine on the table, and the metal disc hit the ground with a loud sound, which attracted everyone's attention.

If Dr. Wang is here, I don't need to wink at others.

The young doctor who always smiles suddenly appeared in Yanqing's mind.

After seeing the illness for so long, why haven't you come back?

Thoughts returned to the medical hall, the old beggar on the ground has been pulled up by the guys, please go to the inner hall.

"That's all if an old beggar makes a living."

"Our doctor Yan felt sorry for him and invited him to have a meal in the back hall. If you have nothing to do, just go away!"

Everyone in the medical hall felt bored and scattered like birds and beasts.

Yan Qing went to the inner hall where the old beggar was, and asked everyone to rummage through the medicinal materials in the backyard, with the excuse of dismissing them.

"Mister, let me come and I will take your pulse and treat your illness."

The old beggar waved his hand and got up to leave.

"No diagnosis, just see a doctor. I can see such secrets with my old bones. I don't have long to live. Now I have to seize the time to choose a place with good geomantic omen for myself."

Yan Qing was at a loss, he didn't believe in these things himself, seeing the old beggar's appearance, he felt confused, and he didn't stop him.

When the old beggar walked to the street, a figure popped out from the corner of the street, which made the old beggar tremble with fright.

"It's you, why are you still following me?"

Hua Qiong smiled, and took out the sugar cake he just bought from his bosom and handed it to the old beggar.

The old beggar hesitated for a moment, stuffed the cake into his arms, and left without saying a word.

Halfway there, he turned his head and saw Hua Qiong standing where he was, waving at him.

The old beggar went back and asked, "Come here, don't you stop me and ask what happened just now?"

Hua Qiong said: "I don't speak strange powers."

"Besides, although I am a person who believes in fate, I don't accept fate. It doesn't matter if I ask or not."

The old beggar murmured: "It's a good one to believe in fate, but not to accept fate."

"I'm getting old, and I won't live long, so I'll tell you."

"If you want to be safe, don't leave this place. This place can protect you for life."

"If you leave this place, your future will be bright but difficult, and you will have no luck in the end. You will die early."

"Thank you, but I don't care."

Hua Qiong smiled, turned and left.

"Hey, I haven't finished yet."

The old beggar was stunned, and wanted to grab Hua Qiong, but she had disappeared on the street, and she couldn't tell who was who with her cloudy old eyes.