Need for Highness, Enchanting Concubine

Chapter 133 Where is it (2)
He has already experienced countless battles, big and small, and he is used to seeing tragic scenes, and seeing life and death, and his heart of a man has been tempered to such a degree that he will never know the tragic situation in this village. Moved one point.

However, at this moment, there was a person inside, whom he could not ignore in his heart.

Thinking of Leng Xiwu being in this dangerous village, Shen Tianao couldn't help clenching his fist three points.

"See Lord Zhan!" Wusha leaped in front of Shen Tianao, holding his hand slightly.

When he saw Wu Sha, Shen Tianao was taken aback for a moment, but then remembered in his mind that this person was Shen Tianche's bodyguard. Seeing his light figure and restrained breath, he must be a master of masters.

Seeing the people in the prince's mansion, Shen Tianao suddenly remembered Leng Xiwu's current identity. As a princess, how could she come here for no reason? There must be a reason for this. He was too impatient just now, He actually forgot that there was still such a question, and immediately thought that if he rushed in recklessly, would it be a disservice?

"I don't know why the Great Emperor sent His Excellency here?" Shen Tianao asked directly.

Wusha still has some reservations about the sudden appearance of the Lord Zhan, is it a coincidence?
Or did he know the whereabouts of the princess?

If it's the latter, then the Prince Zhan's concern for the Prince's Mansion is indeed deep enough. The other masters who have sent people to monitor the Prince's Mansion don't know about his wife's departure from the mansion, but he would be so clear, then It shows that his ability is by no means mediocre.

However, even if he knew that his wife was here, he didn't need to come in person, as if he was going to rush in, right?
This made Wusha very puzzled.

Shen Tianao didn't have the spare time to send people to monitor the Prince's Mansion, but after seeing Leng Xiwu that night, he was suspicious, so he kept asking Mo Lin to send people to pay attention to the whereabouts of the Prince's Concubine, for the purpose of investigating , and secondly, it is also for secret protection.

Replied without killing or humble: "His Royal Highness and the Crown Princess are very concerned about this epidemic, so they sent their subordinates to see if there is anything they can do to help!"

This answer makes no sense.

"Brother Dahuang and Sister-in-law really have a heart!" Shen Tian said calmly, his eyes were cold.

"Has anyone gone in today?"

After Wusha appeared, Shen Tianao regained his former composure, and turned to ask Sun Mou and others who were still kneeling on the ground.

Sun Mou raised his head and replied, "A doctor sent by His Royal Highness went in!"

doctor?

You don't need to think about it to know that the doctor is the princess.

Although he said that healers are parents, Shen Tianao didn't think that Leng Xiwu would take such risks in order to save the villagers inside. As long as it was something or someone she didn't care about, even if there was a knife on her neck, she would still Just as indifferent as ever.

What was her intention in going in as a doctor sent by His Royal Highness, was it Shen Tianche's order, or her own decision?
While thinking about it, Mo Lin and Chu Xiao finally arrived.

"My lord..." Seeing that Shen Tianao was still outside the village, the two breathed a sigh of relief.

What the hell is going on today, why are these masters running here?

Sun Mou and Chen Liang looked at each other with the same question in their hearts.

Seeing that both Chu and Xiao had come, Shen Tianao waved his hands and said, "Chu Xiao, you go back to the mansion first, Mo Lin, you stay here!"

With Chu Xiao staying behind at Zhanwangfu, Shen Tianao felt relieved.

Judging from the master's mood today, Chu Xiao couldn't say a word, so he was blessed right away, and galloped away again.

In the ancestral hall of the village, Leng Xiwu followed Murong Lianqi's footsteps to the back room.

Murong Lianqi took out a brocade handkerchief from his bosom, turned around and handed it to Leng Xiwu, and said softly: "Cover your face, although you must be very skilled in medicine, you should be more careful!"

Leng Xiwu took the handkerchief and said with a smile, "Thank you!"

"I'm polite with everyone, but not with drinking buddies!" Murong Lianqi said calmly.

"I also feel very honored to have this drinking friend!" Leng Xiwu said sincerely.

When the two of them were about to reach the back room, Murong Lianqi frowned slightly, and said in a worried voice: "You have to hold on later!"

For Murong Lianqi, who has always been gentle, to change into this expression, it can be seen that the situation in this room must be unacceptable to ordinary people.

Leng Xiwu nodded.

Murong Lianqi finally pushed the door open, an unpleasant smell hit his face, his nose was very choking, fortunately Leng Xiwu put on the brocade handkerchief Murong Lianqi gave him just now, otherwise he would have felt even more unbearable .

"Ah... help me, save me..."

"So uncomfortable, so uncomfortable..."

The room was filled with these indistinct screams, which were inaudible because their mouths were all tied with white cloths, presumably to prevent them from biting off their tongues in too much pain.

As Leng Xiwu said before, the people inside are indeed much more seriously ill than those outside. Writhing, some even reached the point of convulsions.

All of these sick people have white lips and teeth, dull eyes, withered and yellow skin, and the white foam at the corners of their mouths gives off a chilly smell. Like a low-grade fever, the whole body is cold...

Several people had already embedded their fingers deeply into the flesh because of the pain, dripping with blood.

All kinds of symptoms made Leng Xiwu feel strange and confused. For a while, she only felt that the pressure was extraordinary.

Walking up to a man who was about 30 years old and seemed to be fairly stable, Leng Xiwu stepped forward and took the pulse of the man, only felt that his breathing was disordered, but he couldn't feel where the disorder was.

Suddenly, the man's whole body began to twitch, and white foam gushed out of his mouth. The smell was maddening and disgusting, and even Murong Lianqi's complexion turned ugly, but Leng Xiwu was very indifferent, continuing to concentrate on the diagnosis the person's condition.

Seeing that the man was really in pain, Leng Xiwu had no choice but to touch his sleeping point. Although he barely fell asleep, the painful expression between his brows was still obvious.

"How is it?" Murong Lianqi asked in a low voice.

Leng Xiwu could only shake her head.

The house was full of wailing sounds, which made people feel chilly and frightening. No wonder the village chief and others dared not come in. An ordinary person has seen this kind of scene once, and they probably don't want to see it again in this lifetime.

Leng Xiwu diagnosed one after another. Although everyone's situation is somewhat different, they are generally similar, and the conclusions they draw are also the same.

(End of this chapter)