Super Internet Cafes in Other Worlds

Zhang Hu's face changed drastically, and his whole body trembled. When Tianhua was nine years old, he was just seven years old. He was a witness of that period of terror.

At that time, the first emperor took his concubine and ran to Xiude Mountain Villa to take refuge, and asked the Taiyuan Hospital to treat the disease. Later, the Taiyuan Hospital took a lot of effort to develop a prescription for the treatment of the disease.

There was a breathtaking light in Zhang Hu's eyes, and he seemed to have seen the horrible scene again: "What are you waiting for, prepare your horse, I will go to Beijing to get the prescription myself!"

"Brother Zhang, don't worry, Doctor Qin only said that it might be a circulatory plague, not necessarily..." the prefect exclaimed.

There is still a trace of luck in his heart.

If the epidemic appears under the control, and there are countless dead people, he may be impeached by hundreds of officials and deposed from the truly barren land. Some time ago, he wrote the memory method in the super test software as a memorial and passed it up, but unfortunately it did not attract the attention of the sage, and was even dubbed by the minister of opportunism.

"Regardless of whether it's a disease or not, I will immediately go to Beijing to ask for a prescription. I would rather believe that it is there than that which is not." Zhang Hu waved his hand and strode out of the palace. Seeing Zhang Hu's back, the prefect sighed, his official road should have come to an end.

In the evening, Li Feng closed the Internet cafe and walked to Changle Street with Xiang Lian and Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan's nose was red, his whole body was weak, and he was speechless.

"Sister, I'm so uncomfortable." Lin Xuan coughed.

"Xuanzi, it seems that you are also infected with the cold." Li Feng said pityingly.

Lin Xuan said unconvincedly: "I haven't been sick in three years. My mother said that I am as strong as a cow, so how could I get sick!"

Li Feng patted him on the shoulder and said, "This is not an ordinary wind and cold. When you go back, close the doors and windows and don't come out. Let's go to Linglong to make some masks now."

"Yeah." Lin Xuan nodded.

Su Linglong bought a huge shop in the center of Changle Street West Street as a sales location for new clothing.

The shop was bought the day before yesterday, and it hasn't officially opened yet, and everything is being taken care of.

Su Linglong is directing people to carry the flower pots.

"Yes, put this flowerpot here, and this flower is going to look dead, let's water some water." Su Linglong ordered her hands on her hips in an orderly manner. Opening soon, Su Linglong was too busy to even have time to eat.

"Linglong!" Li Feng shouted.

"Msang, why are you here?" Su Linglong turned her head and saw Li Feng, her cold face was like a spring breeze blowing by, and the ice and snow melted, showing a smile that Xingyue had lost her color.

"It's so beautiful!" Lin Xuan was suddenly silly. Xiang Lian kicked Lin Xuan from behind, hating iron and saying, "Respect the young lady." Lin Xuan was depressed: Why don't I praise the young lady for being beautiful?

Su Linglong wears a yellow gown, with the white hosta Li Feng bought for her between her hair. She has an egg-shaped face, long hair like a black waterfall, and her skin is white and matte like a newborn baby. She has a gentle and charming temperament, demure and restrained. .

auzw.com"Let's come to see you!" Li Feng smiled, looking at Su Linglong who was pasting him, his expression changed and he pushed her away.

Su Linglong was puzzled, she glanced at herself, there was nothing dirty!

Li Feng solemnly said: "Linglong, I have a cold, you should stay away from me, so as not to infect you." Feeling Li Feng's concerned gaze, Su Linglong felt that her empty heart was filled with warmth. She heard that Li Feng was infected with the wind and cold, and her heart suddenly picked up: "My husband, I will take you to see the doctor now!"

"Don't worry, you can help me make some masks." Li Feng gestured with his hands to the shape of the mask. It is a square cloth plus two cloth strips. Although there is no rubber band, it can be used as it is.

According to Li Feng, Su Linglong asked to make several masks.

"Msang Gong, is this the mask you are talking about?" Su Linglong asked curiously.

"Yeah." Li Feng put on the mask and helped Su Linglong put it on.

"It's tight!" Su Linglong gritted her silver teeth.

Li Feng smiled: "It's okay, just keep it tight!"

Xiang Lian and Lin Xuan both put on masks at Li Feng's request. Although they didn't know what the cloth was for, they knew that Uncle would definitely not harm them.

Li Feng knows that these are just simple masks, without gauze and cotton, and lack of air permeability and filtration. They can only use them, and wait for tomorrow to see if we can make a batch of better masks!

"Msang Gong, I will take you to see the doctor now, Mr. Shi Mao, a famous doctor in the Luzhou government." Although the sky is getting dark, Changle Street is brightly lit and bustling. If it is normal, it will definitely not be so lively. This It was not that Qiuwei had just ended, and many scholars from the countryside did not go back, waiting for the announcement.

These scholars were wandering in Changle Street in groups of three or five. They wrote a poem when nothing happened, talked loudly, and was full of elegance.

The four of them crossed Changle Street and came to the medical office of Luzhou Prefecture.

It's crowded with people here, and it's even more lively than Li Feng's Internet cafe.

"Lots of people!" Xiang Lian was thinking about coming back online to invite the doctor, but she was dumbfounded in an instant.

A pungent smell of Chinese medicine wafted from the medical department. Everyone rushed to squeeze inside. Although there were guards guarding them, these guards seemed to turn a blind eye. They didn't maintain order at all and were squeezed.

"What to do, miss, so many people?" Xiang Lian frowned.

"Forget it, let's come back tomorrow!" Li Feng said, rubbing his temples.

"It can only be like this..." Su Linglong sighed, and she was also a little puzzled, why are so many people sick recently?

Just as the four were about to leave, a slightly surprised voice rang from the medical office.

"Linglong!" This voice was very magnetic, with a bit of indifference and reluctance.

When Li Feng looked back, he saw a custard boy wearing a light gray cloth robe squeezing towards this side. Surprisingly, the patients did not push him, but made way for him. Li Feng was wary of Dasheng: Who is this guy?