After rebirth, I abducted the future minister

In this way, ten days ago, Chu Yingying said goodbye to Mr. Zhang and Mr. Fu, and followed the caravan on the road to Jindu.

When Chu Yingying got off the carriage, she was invited to drink tea. She usually talked little and few people knew her identity as a woman. She was handsome and well-behaved, and she had some relationship with her boss.

Yes, she was a doctor who practiced medicine. People in the caravan unconsciously took care of her.

This is a small town. There is a tea shed on the roadside with several tables. Many people in the caravan do not want to sit down to have tea. They are standing or squatting on the ground, holding tea bowls and drinking while shouting loudly.

Talking and laughing.

Chu Yingying sat down at the table, and then she realized that there was someone sitting opposite, a woman. Chu Yingying glanced at the hemp pinned to her skirt and nodded to her: "Miss Dou."

Miss Dou looked serious, but she also nodded to show politeness: "Doctor Chu is here."

Chu Yingying recognized her. To be precise, she had met her once before coming to the caravan.

That night, wearing a white mourning dress, she questioned the officer and said she wanted to see Mr. Tongzhi.

The daughter of Chizhou's former magistrate, Chu Yingying didn't know her name was Dou Rulan until she arrived at the caravan.

Dou Rulan has a cold temperament and often has a gloomy look on her face, which is a sign of depression in her heart. She doesn't talk much with the people in the caravan, and Chu Yingying doesn't talk to her much. At most, she only knows each other's relationship.

First name and last name.

Chu Yingying drank tea. There was no good tea in these roadside tea sheds. Large pieces of tea leaves were floating in the water, but the advantage was the long fragrance of the tea.

Without the obstruction of the porcelain pieces, blood immediately gushes out, but Chu Yingying gasps. It's not like this person can endure pain, but he really doesn't feel pain.

As soon as they heard the word "official", the group of people restrained themselves, and they didn't take any advantage. The leader touched his nose, his hands were covered with blood, and pointed at the young man with his teeth bared, and said viciously:

"You wait for me."

Blood was flowing out, making the clothes wet.

After hearing this, the young man turned his head again. Chu Yingying saw his face clearly. In terms of appearance alone, he was very ordinary, even a bit bookish. It was impossible to tell that this man could compete with a group of gangsters.

Tie.

She couldn't help but ask: "Don't you feel the wound hurts?"

Most people thought he was tolerant. The young man smiled and said nothing. However, Chu Yingying frowned slightly and bandaged him. The young man thanked him very politely and said: "My surname is

Zhao, my name is Qilong, if you dare to ask your little brother his name, you will be able to repay me in the future."

Before Chu Yingying could answer, a caravan clerk who was watching next to her said, "It's quite deep. If you go in a little further, you probably won't be able to take out the porcelain piece with your bare hands."

But the young man hit him more and more fiercely, as if he was not afraid of pain at all. Those fists and kicks fell on him, but he turned a blind eye and continued to fight back.

After Dou Rulan drank tea, she stood up and left. She always did this, and Chu Yingying and the people in the caravan were not surprised.

Chu Yingying waved her hand and said: "No need, it's just a little effort. However, I do have something to ask Brother Zhao."

Everyone nearby looked at each other and thought that this man was really a god! He had a big hole in his back, but he could still drink tea so calmly.

The guy next to me exclaimed: "Is there such a strange disease?"

It stands to reason that ordinary people should not be able to bear such a deep wound. However, the young man seemed to have no reaction. He even stretched out his hand to try to pull out the porcelain piece. However, his accuracy was not good and he failed to pull it out several times. It was difficult for others to see.

He was terrified, as if the wound was on his own body.

After saying that, he walked over, sat down opposite Chu Yingying, reached out for a clean tea bowl, and poured the tea calmly. At this moment, an exclamation came from the side: "Hey, that person, what's on your back?"

It’s bleeding.”

Seeing that the fighting was getting more and more intense, the tables and chairs were overturned, and the teapots and teacups were clinking and shattered on the floor. The owner of the tea shed couldn't sit still anymore and hurriedly ran out and shouted: "Stop it! You have to fight somewhere else."

, ruined my business, I will go to the government to sue you."

After hearing this, Chu Yingying immediately looked over. The young man put down the tea bowl and asked doubtfully: "Are you talking about me?"

The person who was beaten was a young man. He was a little thin, but very strong. He could knock someone over with one punch. However, even so, it was difficult for him to fight with two fists, and he was quickly suppressed and beaten.

The caravan man next to him quickly replied: "This is our Doctor Chu."

Chu Yingying asked curiously: "I just looked at your condition, and it seemed that you really didn't feel any pain."

The boss was shocked, and everyone in the caravan turned their heads to look. Chu Yingying heard someone next to her say: "This man is quite powerful."

The young man seemed a little regretful and turned around to leave. Chu Yingying suddenly said: "Brother, I have an unused tea bowl here. If you don't mind, you can come here to drink."

"Speaking."

Zhao Qilong smiled: "So that's what happened. It's true. My physique has been different from ordinary people since I was a child. No matter how big or small the injury is, I can't feel the pain."

But Chu Yingying stood up and said, "Don't move, I'll take care of it for you."

Chu Yingying stared at his wound. Although the porcelain piece was sharp, luckily it was not broken into the flesh and could be easily pulled out.

The boss was afraid of causing trouble, and they had broken a lot of things in the fight just now. He was angry, so he refused to give him tea. He waved his hands repeatedly and said: "No, I won't do your business. A few tea money is not enough."

I’ll buy a teapot.”

After saying that, he led a group of people and left in a grand manner. The young man stood still for a while and didn't even leave. Instead, he turned to the tea shed owner and said, "Excuse me, bring me another pot of tea."

He said: "Thank you very much."

The young man couldn't pull it out, so he ignored it and just started drinking tea.

"Ah?" The young man was stunned for a moment and then said: "It really doesn't hurt. Is the wound very deep?"

Someone else was surprised: "You don't feel any pain? It's really powerful."

At this moment, there was a dispute next to her. Chu Yingying turned around and saw two groups of people fighting at a table at the far side of the tea shed. To be precise, it was not two groups of people, but two groups of people fighting.

A group of people beat one person.

There was a bit of surprise on Zhao Qilong's face, as if he had never expected that Chu Yingying would become a doctor at such a young age.

As he spoke, he turned sideways and turned his head as if to look at his back. At this time, Chu Yingying had already seen it before him. There was indeed a large wound, and there was a piece of broken porcelain on it, which was enough.

It was half a finger long and half of it was submerged in the wound.

When Chu Yingying performed this series of actions, the young man showed no reaction. Chu Yingying's hand was placed on his back, and there was not even a subconscious twitch of the muscles.

After hearing this, the young man said happily: "That's good for you, little brother."

"Yes," Zhao Qilong said with a smile, "I've had it since I was a child. Even after calling a doctor, it didn't work, so there was no cure at all. Besides, it doesn't hurt, which is sometimes a good thing."

Chu Yingying shook her head and said: "This is not necessarily the case. The disadvantages are huge."

Zhao Qilong was startled: "How do you say this?"

Chu Yingying said: "If a person is sick, he will definitely feel pain somewhere on his body. Since you can't feel the pain, don't you even know that you are sick? When you go to see the doctor, you can't explain clearly when you ask.

How does the doctor diagnose me?"

Zhao Qilong thought thoughtfully: "That's true..."