Kuai Chuanzhi, catch the single male protagonist

Chapter 417
Rong Lin returned to the city.

The doctor confirmed that Prince Rong has recovered.

In the hopeless days, this news, like a spring breeze, blew through every corner of the northwest.

Every survivor of this plague rushed to Hankou.

There is a miracle doctor here!There is faith here!
Dongqing is worthy of being a national player. This kind of skill is simply not something ordinary people have.

When Rong Lin returned to the city, Song Hui also came to welcome him. Standing on the tower, he lost weight twice.

"General Song, who is this?"

Tsui Hark explained, "General Song has done a great job this time."

Being able to invite Dongqing, Song Hui's role in the middle is simply destructive.

Holly is lazy, Holly is a drunk, Holly likes to drink, Holly can make wine, but Holly is still a slacker.

"General Song promised that if this plague is over, he will go up the mountain with Mr. Dongqing and help him make wine."

Gu Ziye was dumbfounded.

That middle-aged man who looks like a fairy, that middle-aged man who looks like a chrysanthemum.

It's okay to be a drunkard, or a slacker with no morals.

"It's okay, it's only a year. It's worth it to get someone like Mr. Dongqing to come out of the mountain."

Gu Ziye: ...

She felt that even if Song Hui did not agree to this matter, Mr. Dongqing would come out.

Because there is a kind of compassion written in this man's bones. If he knows, he will definitely come out. It's just this group of people who are stupid.

That's why he thinks that Mr. Dongqing is a cold-hearted person.

However, Gu Ziye did not intend to tell Song Hui about this matter.

Gu Ziye couldn't say whether it was a good thing or a bad thing to experience under Mr. Dongqing for a year. That man didn't look like an ordinary person.

"This plague should be resolved soon."

Looking at the northwest in the distance, Rong Lin made a decision.

"Song Hui, you send people, send cavalrymen to take Mr. Dongqing's medicine to the northwest, and say that we will wait in Hankou for a month, and after a month, we will burn the northwest."

All the excess kindness on Rong Lin's face was put away, "Northwest is going to perish, we can't drag here too..."

"Let's do our best for the cavalry. Let's do the last thing. We must not let him get bigger and bigger, and we must not let him have variables."

The most feared thing in the world is the variable.

Song Hui hummed and turned around silently.

Xu Hark looked at Rong Lin. After a while, the murderous aura on the prince's body became stronger.

At the end of spring, before Rong Lin could say anything about burning the Northwest, Mr. Dongqing let go.

In summer, there may be a new round of changes in the flu. Those who have not recovered within this period of time will have to wait to die in the next stage.

Refugees are coming faster and faster, and the speed of treatment is getting faster and faster. Mr. Dongqing seems to be useless at all.

Gu Ziye did believe that he was an alcoholic.

But drinking is for refreshment, and Dongqing hasn't closed her eyes for two days.

Before these victims fell ill, he was about to fall ill first.

"Don't worry, Mr. Holly has his own measure."

Sure enough, after today, Dongqing also came to the tower.

Those inferior people sent from the imperial capital, although they are not skilled in skills, still have their own specialties. If they are arranged well, they will also be a powerful new force.

"Mr. Holly, is everything settled?"

Dongqing glanced down, and then said slowly: "If any of you decides to set fire to the northwest, whoever wins."

(End of this chapter)