The Lucky Farmgirl has a Pocket Dimension

  Chapter 280 Killed

  280 killed

  Ding Chenguang smiled and said: "Where, where, I am just a poor scholar, not as good as these two talented scholars."

   As he spoke, he looked at Qiao Muchen: "I heard that Mr. Qiao, in the Tongsheng Examination, won the top spot for three consecutive terms. When I saw him today, he is really talented and extraordinary."

  Qiao Muchen smiled dryly: "Where, where, it's not as good as Mr. Ding..."

  …

  Watching their business boasting each other, Zhao Zhitong was speechless.

  Finally, his eyes fell on the painting, and he hurriedly opened his mouth to change their topic: "Ah, Mr. Ding, is this your painting?"

  Ding Chenguang looked at the paintings on the table, and said with a smile, "Yes, I earned a few copper coins by not reading and writing letters to others, bought some rice paper, and made some paintings myself, showing my shame."

  Zhao Zhitong admired this ink painting, "Mr. Ding is too modest."

  In the painting is a picture of cold plum blossoms. Zhao Zhitong couldn't help but think of a poem, and said: "Fixed in the end of the world, Yiyi to Wuhua, the cold plum is the most hateful, and it grows as last year's flowers."

   "Wonderful, wonderful!"

  Ding Chenguang's eyes lit up, and he said twice, excitedly: "This poem expresses the state of mind when I was painting!"

  When he said this, he looked at Zhao Zhitong with more admiration in his eyes, as if he had found a confidant with excitement.

   "I didn't expect Miss Zhao to have such a literary talent at such a young age. I admire you."

  Zhao Zhitong waved his hands again and again: "No, this is not my poem, but a friend of mine. Just now, I saw your painting, and I couldn't help but think of this poem."

  Qiao Muchen and Zhao Yue frowned at the same time: "Friend? That friend of yours?" How could they not know.

  Zhao Zhitong pursed her lower lip. This is the poem she saw on Grandpa Bai's bookshelf, and it is the abbreviation of a poet named Li Shangyin.

  Grandpa Bai said that Li Shangyin is not from their space.

  There are many excellent works in that book, including Li Bai, Du Fu, Su Shi, and other great writers, all of which can be called fine works.

  She loves it very much and often recites it.

  But she couldn't tell the truth at this meeting, so she could only say: "It's a friend I know, named Li Shangyin, you don't recognize it."

  Qiao Muchen and Zhao Yue looked at Zhao Zhitong suspiciously, they were always together, why did the two of them never know what friend Zhao Zhitong knew called Li Shangyin?

  The two still wanted to ask more questions, but Zhao Zhitong fooled them.

  Thus, Ding Chenguang decided that the poem was written by Zhao Zhitong, but she didn't want to show her talent.

  Ding Chenguang: "Miss Zhao, this painting is basically finished, and the inscription is missing. I like the poem you just recited very much. Can I put it next to the painting? Don't worry, I will mark your name."

  Zhao Zhitong nodded: "Of course, but you don't want to mark my name, you mark Li Shangyin."

  Ding Chenguang felt that Zhao Zhitong had a good character and talent, he didn't show off, and he didn't care about fame.

  Thus, he picked up a pen, and eloquently put the poem that Zhao Zhitong just recited on the painting, and wrote it down, Li Shangyin.

  Finally press your own chapter.

  Qiao Muchen was still thinking about who Li Shangyin was. Zhao Zhitong often went to school and played with them. When did they know Li Shangyin?

   Could it be that he met people when he was doing medical treatment?

   Can't help but feel that Zhao Zhitong seems to have a secret with him. They used to be close friends who knew everything without saying anything.

  Thinking of this, I can't help feeling sour in my heart, Qiao Muchen has something on his mind.

   Zhao Yue, on the other hand, didn’t seem to be affected by this incident. He was still asking Zhao Zhitong when to introduce them to Li Shangyin, and asked, “Then Li Shangyin was a student of our class?”

  Zhao Zhitong could only be vague, ready to fool him.

   At this moment, there was a sudden commotion on the street.

   "Killed, killed!"

   "Misdiagnosis by quack doctors killed people!"

  …

The noise was getting closer and closer, and they were immediately attracted by the noise. Looking for the reputation, they saw someone carrying a dead body towards them, and they walked away crying: "Quack doctors misdiagnosed and killed people. "

   Obviously, their goal is to come to their medical center.

Sure enough, they carried the body straight into Deren Hall, and as soon as they put the body in the center of the main hall, a man yelled at Sun Kang: "Quack doctor, you killed my mother-in-law's life, and you will pay for my mother-in-law's death!" Fate!"

   As they spoke, those people stepped forward and dragged Sun Kang out, intending to press him next to the corpse.

  Sun Youli and Sun Daqing were all terrified by the sudden scene, and after a while, they ran out one after another to stop them from hurting Sun Kang.

   "What are you doing, my father is not a quack doctor, not a quack doctor." Sun Youli tried his best to defend Sun Kang and yelled at the man.

The third fool cried with snot and tears: "You said that you are not a quack doctor, but my mother-in-law just has a sore throat. She came to your doctor's clinic for treatment, and after returning home and taking the medicine prescribed by your family, she died! "

   "Isn't this a quack doctor? My God, the quack doctor misdiagnosed and killed people!"

  Patients in the hospital were all talking about it.

   Outside the door also attracted a lot of people to watch.

   "No way, did Dr. Sun really misdiagnose and kill someone?"

   "It shouldn't be. Dr. Sun of De Ren Tang has excellent medical skills. My old problems for many years were taken care of by Dr. Sun. How could he be a quack doctor?"

   "Yes, yes, Dr. Sun's apprentices are all little genius doctors, how many lives have been saved, and the common people in this street know it."

  Sun Kang is a kind person, always upholds the benevolence of doctors, and considers patients in everything. Therefore, in this entire North Street, almost no one says anything wrong with De Ren Tang.

   No, the surrounding people all expressed difficulty in believing this matter.

  Someone recognized the person who came to ask for trouble, so they asked: "I said, did you make a mistake, Dr. Sun is not a quack doctor."

  The three idiots shouted: "It's a quack doctor. It's not your family who died. You don't have back pain when you stand and talk."

  The man was a little angry when he was told by the three fools: "Hey, why don't you talk!"

   At this time, someone suggested: "Report to the official! Call the county magistrate."

  Three idiots seemed to be convinced that it was Sun Kang who killed someone, and they were not afraid at all, and immediately said: "Tie Dan, go and report to the official, and find the official!"

  Tie Dan froze for a moment, but didn't dare to move.

  Three stunners urged again: "Zhuzi, you go and report to the official with your elder brother!"

  Zhu Zhu nodded immediately, grabbed the iron egg and ran outside.

  The four of Zhao Zhitong squeezed into the medical hall.

  She glanced at the corpse on the stretcher, then walked over, looked at the corpse, and there was no trace of fear on her face.

   After all, this is the one who can go to mass graves in the middle of the night to dig up other people's corpses.

  However, there is no panic at all.

   At this time, the rest of the Sun family panicked. When did they encounter such a thing, the common people themselves were afraid of the officials.

  When I heard that I reported to the official, I would be punished.

  At this moment, seeing Zhao Zhitong walking in, Sun Daqing and the others seemed to have found the backbone in an instant.

  Even the second uncle, Sun Youli, and the second aunt were less afraid after Zhao Zhitong came back.

  (end of this chapter)