Kick the wrong car door and ride the wrong horse

In the early morning, Yan Qiaotian and his group came to Shijiazhuang City. At this time, the city was already bustling with activity, and the several drugstores facing the street had just opened, and the young men who opened the doors were yawning and moving the doors.

Yan Qiaotian and the others found a drugstore with an unusually elegant appearance and walked in. The shopkeeper was already busy behind the counter, and when they heard Yan Qiaotian's voice, they turned around absent-mindedly.

"Boss, I'm seeing a doctor." Song Wuqing yelled loudly.

The shopkeeper was about 50 years old, and his shrewd eyes turned around on them. After a long while, he came out from behind the counter and said with a pleasant smile, "Who are you going to see a doctor?" After speaking, he stared at Yan. Wu Fuqian in Qiao Tian's arms said, "Hey, this person is seriously injured, help him to lie down quickly."

Yan Qiaotian put Wu Fuqian on the chopping board at the back of the shop, and the shopkeeper looked at Yan Qiaotian and the three of them again, then turned and sat by the chopping board, helping him to get his pulse.

Yan Qiaotian looked around at the pharmacy, and a familiar feeling arose spontaneously. This place was somewhat similar to the pharmacy that Qiu Yunlong and the others pretended to be in Aotianmen. Thinking of this, Yan Qiaotian took a big step. Walking to the shopkeeper, he asked in a low voice, "How is my friend's illness?"

The shopkeeper raised his head to look at Yan Qiaotian, then shook his head lightly and said, "Oh, the injury on the body is a trivial matter, it will be fine with a few patches of medicine, but the internal injury may not recover in a short period of time. "

"Internal injury?" Yan Qiaotian repeated curiously.

The shopkeeper got up and came to the desk, and after sitting down, he quickly wrote the medicine list, and said while writing: "This person should have fought with others, but the other party should be a master, so his internal injuries are a bit serious, It takes time to recuperate and recover."

"Do you know how long it will take?" Song Wuqing asked impatiently without waiting for Yan Qiaotian to speak.

"It's hard to say, maybe ten days, maybe half a month, it depends on his own situation, I can't say right now." The shopkeeper continued to write with his head bowed.

"The leader..." Song asked ruthlessly.

Yan Qiaotian raised his hand to stop his questioning, and then he asked with a smile: "Shopkeeper, we have urgent matters, why don't we leave this person here first, and ask the shopkeeper to take care of him?"

The shopkeeper looked up at Yan Qiaotian, then at Song Wuqing and Qin Xiong, and asked with a smile, "Are you going to Jinan?"

Song Wuqing opened his mouth wide and looked at Qin Xiong, his eyes were wide open, obviously frightened by the shopkeeper's words, but Yan Qiaotian, on the other hand, had a calm face, he asked with a smile: "How does the shopkeeper know about this?"

The shopkeeper picked up the medicine list that had been written, blew it casually, and said with a smile: "If my eyesight is good enough, I shouldn't miss it. Are you right, boss?" The medicine list in his hand was passed to Yan Qiaotian.

"You are..." Yan Qiaotian looked at him curiously while taking the medicine list.

The corner of the shopkeeper's mouth rose slightly, he got up and cupped his hands and said, "Shijiazhuang branch rudder Shi Lao Liu has seen the leader."

"No, I have met the head of the Shijiazhuang sub-rudder, and our sub-rudder in Shijiazhuang is not a medicine shop." Qin Xiong stepped forward vigilantly, put his hand on the saber at his waist, and looked up and down Shi Lao six.

Shi Laoliu didn't seem to see the dangerous aura that Qin Xiong showed. He shook his head slightly, walked off the desk, put his hands behind his back, and murmured: "When you were in Aotianmen, you didn't see Qiu. The lord's pharmacy?"

Yan Qiaotian stopped the two subordinates who wanted to go forward, and he leaped in front of each other with big strides, and said sharply, "Are you also Qiu Yunlong's secret whistle?"

"Master, Shijiazhuang does have a property of the Qingyun Society, and mine also belongs to the Qingyun Society property, but Lord Qiu strictly ordered not to reveal his identity unless it is absolutely necessary, but now is the time of last resort, so I can't help Shi Laoliu to ask I have revealed my identity." After Shi Laoliu finished speaking, he waved his hand at the servants behind him and said, "Go, there is something in the shop today, and the door will be closed for a day."

"Yes."

After the shop door was closed tightly, Shi Laoliu turned around and said anxiously: "Everyone should move this person to the back hall first. It's not safe in the end. I have important things to report later."

Soon the big guys sat down in the back hall. This is a side hall to the left. Usually, there are not many people coming here. In addition, there are a lot of green bamboos growing in front of the house, which makes the room even more deserted. .

Shi Laoliu poured a cup of tea for everyone, then looked at Wu Fuqian who was sleeping on the bed, sat down slowly and said, "Master, who is this person? How can he be with Master?"

The three of them looked at Wu Fuqian in unison, then lowered their heads and picked up their teacups, drinking slowly, but none of them answered this question.

Shi Laoliu probably also felt a little embarrassed, so after coughing twice, he said softly: "Lord Qiu sent a letter a few days ago, saying that the master is going to Jinan via Shijiazhuang, and asked me to protect him along the way. Tell Lord Qiu a strange thing, it just so happens that you just wanted to send a letter today, and you came here."

"Strange thing? What kind of strange thing?" Yan Qiaotian put down the teacup in his hand and asked with interest.

Shi Laoliu lowered his voice, and said mysteriously: "A month ago, someone came to my pharmacy to buy medicines, and the medicines he brought were all sexually cold things. At first glance, I knew they were for abortion. Originally, I thought It's just that the lady of a big family has done something scandalous, and she doesn't want others to know, so she sold it to him."

"There's nothing wrong with ordinary things, what's so strange?" Yan Qiaotian asked again, picking up the teacup.

"But the strange thing is that half a month later, the government received a murder case. It was a lady from a rich family who died, and the cause of death was due to continuous blood loss." Shi Laoliu said, "Poor Yo, die so young."

"What's so strange about this, the lady of a rich family will also have an affair, it's nothing." Song Wuqing said indifferently.

"But this eldest lady has a lot of background, she seems to be the granddaughter of some court official, so the whole city searched in the yamen to find out what kind of medicine shop this medicine residue came from." Shi Laoliu shook his head and sighed.

"Finally found your home?" Yan Qiaotian said calmly.

"No, no, the leader was wrong. It didn't come from our family, but from a pharmacy called Yan Xiangtang outside the city. Once they were found out, all of Yan Xiangtang's people were beheaded, and none of them were left behind." Shi Lao Liu's face was pale, and his lips trembled slightly.

"What does that have to do with you?" Song Wuqing laughed.

Shi Laoliu stared at Yan Qiaotian, and after a while, he murmured: "I have some friendship with the shopkeeper of Yan Xiangtang. I visited him before beheading him. He told me that the person who grabbed the medicine claimed to be the leader of Qingyun Club, Yan. Qiao Tian..."