The strongest medical saint in the city

Chapter 2412 Onlookers start everything

Zhou You raised his heel and stepped up.

Even though he knew that the old soul in the picture wall did not really exist, Zhou You still followed the green shirt in front of him, walked the entire Qingshiban long street, and stopped at the corner of the "L" shaped street.

At the corner of the town is a dim sum shop that exudes the fragrance of dim sum and also serves as tea. The owner and his wife have already warmed up the tea early in the morning and provided it to passers-by for free. If you are hungry, you can also order some seasonal hot dishes or Order some snacks to pad your stomach.

Outside this dim sum shop with the style of the 60s and [-]s, there is a long rain-shielding corridor, which blocks the sun in midsummer and the occasional rain from outside the corridor.

The tables, chairs and benches placed under the corridor can also give travelers a rest, so acquaintances passing by will always greet with a smile: "Boss Deadwood is so early!"

"The dim sum made by Mrs. Deadwood is getting more and more delicious..."

The boss and the proprietress in the house responded with a smile, which also signaled the beginning of a new day.

Amidst the greetings of three or five pedestrians, the Sovereign, who was wearing a blue shirt at this time, walked to an empty seat under the corridor and sat down.

Hearing the sound of being seated, the busy couple in the house greeted immediately.

"What would you like to eat..."

Before the boss could finish his greeting, he stopped abruptly when he saw who was sitting there.

The proprietress in the house was holding a tray of snacks at this time, and while opening the curtain, she noticed something wrong in her husband's voice, and asked with a smile: "What's the matter? Who is it..."

"Long time no see."

The suzerain nodded to the two of them, and after saying hello, he pointed to the dim sum and the hot tea in the proprietress' hands, and said politely, "Would you mind serving it to me?"

The boss and the boss's wife looked at each other in blank dismay, like students who played truant and were caught by their parents.

After the two obediently put down the sumptuous table of tea and snacks, the suzerain said with a smile: "I've seen that you changed three places and changed No. 13 kind of business."

She didn't dislike the shabby place, picked up the chopsticks, picked up the lotus-shaped pastry in front of her and ate it, and the suzerain took two more sips of tea.

"How about it?"

Perhaps it was because she had been caught, and the proprietress, who had changed from her initial panic, couldn't help but want to ask the diners if they were satisfied with the food she made, like all cooks.

Putting down the teacup in his hand, the suzerain tilted his head slightly, as if thinking about how to speak, and said after a while: "It's much better than before."

This compliment made the proprietress instantly elated. She winked at the boss triumphantly, and then said cheerfully, "Then you can eat whatever you want, and you won't be charged for it."

"It still has to be charged. I heard that you have children?"

As the suzerain said, he took out two pieces of very simple ice-white jade from his sleeves, about the size of a child's palm, put them on the table, and said: "Of course, if you insist on refusing to charge for meals, Let this be a full moon gift for the child."

The lady boss's smile froze on that magnificent face.

But only for a moment, she returned to her natural state, lowered her eyes, and said in a low voice:
"You know all about it?"

Perhaps realizing that the proprietress was in a low mood, the boss patted her on the shoulder lightly to show comfort, then, as if he had finally made up his mind, he neatly folded the towels on his shoulders and placed them respectfully on the corner of the table.

After arranging the clothes on his body a little bit, the boss bowed to the suzerain and saluted, saying:
"Guan Shan met the suzerain, and asked the suzerain to save our child's life."

On the other side:
Mrs. Deadwood seemed to want to get rid of this slightly weak emotion.

After finally suppressing the intense emotions in her heart, she finally found her voice:

"The fake key is actually, you gave it..."

Seemingly aware of Mrs. Withered Wood's excitement at this time, the suzerain smiled, and although her voice became weaker, she said in a soothing tone: "Shh, don't worry, those things are handed over to Zhou You. the best."

The long-awaited thing, which I thought would never be possible, is suddenly told that it is possible. Mrs. Deadwood couldn't suppress the emotions in her heart for a while. She wanted to cry and laugh, but she was still worried in the end:
"If so, if you travel around for a week..."

As if he knew what she was worried about, the suzerain coughed twice again, his face was so pale that there was no blood, but suddenly smiled a little more: "There is nothing wrong, as long as Zhou You doesn't drop the key on purpose It, naturally won't..."

Of course not?
Mrs. Deadwood waited for a while, but did not wait for the suzerain's remaining words.

She couldn't help but look up, and saw that the other party had closed her eyelids, as if falling asleep, only the overly steady and long breathing, in the silence of the cage, undulating irregularly, let Mrs. Withered Wood Peace of mind and worry.

After looking at the suzerain again from afar across the cage, Mrs. Withered Wood prayed softly for the first time devoutly and sincerely:
"Zhou You, you must..."

What Mrs. Deadwood hadn't finished speaking was dissipated in the wind.

Zhou You, who was mentioned by her, was thinking over and over again what the people in the small courtyard said.

Help? !
Confused by the situation in front of him, Zhou You vaguely remembered that Nightingale had said before that what was in the screen wall was the most difficult memory of the past patriarchs.

And the boss and the proprietress in front of him are obviously Guan Baye and Mrs. Deadwood are not wrong.

Then Zhou You was a little confused, what did the Sovereign mean by coming out?

Looking at it coldly, I saw Zhou You with a confused face, until the boss Guan Baye closed the store door and led the suzerain into the backyard.

The three Zhou You who also followed found that the backyard of Guan Baye and Mrs. Kumu was only separated from the front hall by an arch, and there was a low wall made of mud, allowing them to jump up.

Although he knew that the people in the courtyard couldn't see them, Zhou You felt a little different about climbing the wall.

The small courtyard is extremely clean and comfortable. The two deck chairs under the grape trellis and the two tall pomegranates beside the courtyard echo each other.

Guan Baye nodded to Mrs. Withered Wood, and the latter turned around and entered the side room by the courtyard.

After a while, she came out holding a small baby wrapped in a red cloth.

The baby was not as healthy as an ordinary child, it was a small ball, neither crying nor fussing, it was already full moon, but it looked as if it had just been born, even the wrinkled skin wrapped in amniotic fluid on the body did not disappear.

"Actually, if you don't come, we will go to find you."

Mrs. Withered Wood hugged the child and immediately knelt down towards the suzerain.

However, just as she knelt halfway, she was supported by a gentle force and stood up again.

The suzerain turned his head and glanced at Guan Baye, the eighth envoy of Penglai.

(End of this chapter)