The peasant husband is a squeamish bag

Chapter 164 More and more patients

"Yuncheng, is the snow going to stop?"

"No, it will become heavy snow tonight."

Yun Cheng looked at the sky without a single star. The situation on this continent was turbulent, and the people would live without a fixed place and suffered from the flames of war.

With such a cold day and snowfall, I am afraid that this battle will be even more difficult to fight.

and……

The people at the border, if more taxes are levied, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult.

It's a bit cold, Yun Cheng doesn't want to go anymore: "Go back."

Luo Jia responded, nodded, and followed Yun Cheng to turn the wheelchair back.

But the weather was exactly as Yun Cheng had expected. It snowed heavily for five consecutive days before it stopped. On the sixth day, the sun came out and the weather cleared up.

The snow has also begun to melt, but the cold air is still so cold that people can't stretch out their hands.

However, Yun Cheng's house became more and more lively. As the snow melted and the road became clear, now not only people from nearby villages came to see a doctor.

There are also many people from other villages who also pull carts to see the doctor.

The door of Yun Cheng's house has never stopped, and there are people making noise everywhere.

Everyone came to see the doctor, and everyone had no money, but Yuncheng's medical skills were good, the fees were cheap, and the efficiency was fast. Other doctors only saw a few patients a day, but Yuncheng could see dozens or hundreds of patients a day.

And with the publicity of the people who were healed by Yun Cheng before, those people were all cured, and Yun Cheng has become completely famous.

Even some people with good family conditions are willing to come to see a doctor.

"Hey! What's the matter with you, how can you squeeze around?"

"What's wrong with the crowd? Can you guys compare to my master?"

"My master is Zhang Yuanwai, please spread out quickly and let my master see first."

Recently, there have been more and more people, and the order has become more and more chaotic. Every day, people jump in line, when there is chaos.

Everyone is no longer surprised, and seeing the arrogance of this servant, many people have retreated because they insisted that more things are worse than less things.

But standing at the main entrance, it was the next man's turn. He was shot in the leg by an arrow, bleeding profusely, and he tightly bound him with a white cloth to slow down the bleeding.

The servant walked up to him, and said with drooping triangular eyes: "Where is that bitch, you don't even wink at all, why don't you hurry up and get out of the way!"

What this person said was disgusting, and his attitude was very arrogant.

The man didn't move.

The servant directly punched the man as if facing him: "Dog thing. You don't want to drink a toast!"

The people around closed their eyes, unable to bear to look.

But that seemingly menacing punch was immediately caught by the man lightly.

The strong and big hands directly wrapped the servant's fist.

Then he threw it hard, and the servant was thrown a long way.

"what!!"

"Boy, dare to come!"

"Young man, you are hitting me in the face!"

A middle-aged man in rich clothes, with the support of his servants, came over and looked at the middle-aged man with a bit of viciousness in his eyes.

"Well, so what?" The man's voice was hoarse.

"Okay! Very good!" Zhang Yuanwai laughed angrily: "Fuck it for me! Break his legs!"

"Ah!" A group of thugs rushed out from behind Zhang Yuanwai, and rushed straight at the man.

The middle-aged man's muscles tensed up, like a dangerous cheetah, ready to attack at any time.

(End of this chapter)