Chapter 495: please help me

The summer is hot, but when you walk into the cell of the northern town of Fusi, it is like entering the ice cave, which makes people burst into cold.
I don’t know what to step on under my feet. Soft, the doctor can’t help but scream and hold the arms of Jiang Youshu.
Jiang Youshu, who was originally indifferent, was shocked by him and almost called out.
Jin Yiwei, who led the way forward, turned back, and the cold face did not hide his ridicule.
"Don't be afraid, there are more mice here," he said. "I didn't expect you to be a doctor's fear of the mouse. I thought I was used to life and death."
Jiang Youshu consciously lost his face and glanced at the doctor.
The doctor is standing straight and picking up the medicine box.
At this point they had walked into the depths of the cell, and the black rooms on both sides were all in the cell, and they snorted, but they could not see anyone.
Why haven't you arrived yet?
Of course he is not afraid to see these prisoners, he just does not like this environment.
And Lu Yunqi is a madman, and it always makes people feel a little uneasy.
Jiang Youshu had to say a word, the Jinyiwei in front stopped and opened a prison door.
"Jiang Dafu, it is here," he said.
Jiang Youshu snorted and stood in the door of the cell and looked inside. The light was dim and he couldn’t see clearly. He only saw a person lying on the ground and didn’t know how to live.
The doctor couldn't help but grab his arm again.
"Master is slower." He was afraid that Jiang Youshu would swear and add a sentence.
Jiang Youshu ignored him and went in.
"The trouble starts to light up," he said.
Jinyi Wei Ying is, and sure enough, a torch on the wall is lit.
Brightness is a weapon to dispel fear. Jiang Youshu and the doctor have suddenly relaxed a lot, and they have seen people lying on the ground.
I don't know how long this person has been closed, the hair is messy and it smells rancid.
Jiang Youshu raised his hand and covered his nose, and then he stepped forward and looked at it roughly.
What kind of illness can a prisoner in Beizhen Fusi have? In addition to the injury of torture, it is the mentality of being tortured by various tortures. Both of these can kill people.

Can this be cured?
asked the doctor, whispering.
"Give him some medicine, you can't die for a while." Jiang Youshu frowned and said carelessly. "Is it still alive to go out?"
The doctor answered, he turned and took the medicine box on the side, and suddenly screamed.
Holding his nose, Jiang Youshu didn't look back and gave him a look.
"What?" he whispered.
The doctor did not immediately scream, but shouted louder.
"Master Master, the door, the door is closed," he shouted.
door?
Jiang Youshu suddenly stood up and looked at the door of the cell.
The Jinyiwei, who was originally accompanied, did not know when it was gone, and the cell door was closed. The iron chain that slammed the door flashed cold light against the torch.
"What happened?" Jiang Youshu also shouted, and at the same time rushed over and grabbed the threshold of the cell. "Come, people?"
His shouts echoed in the dark cell, and it was horrible to respond to him if he had nothing to do.
No wonder the restlessness.
Is this Lu Yunqi deliberately wanting to shut him up?
But why?
Jiang Youshu’s face was blue and white, and the doctor had already squatted on the floor and shouted.
"Lu Yunqi, what do you mean?" Jiang Youshu once again shouted, "Do you dare to privately put me in jail? Are you afraid of blaming the Queen?"
No one answered.
Jiang Youshu was angry and anxious and afraid. He kicked the door to the cell, and the iron chain made a loud noise.
Lu Yunqi, a madman, he is crazy, is it to fight for himself? Damn, is your brain sick?
"You are a doctor?"
A dry squeaking sound of the eardrum suddenly sounded.
At the same time, an old face with a wrinkled bark appears in front of the eyes, like a ghost.
Jiang Youshu was too late to be scared and shouted. He took a step back. It was only the old man who saw that the person was in shape, and he did not wear the clothes of Jinyiwei, and the torch was shook under the shadow of the torch.
It is a person, not a ghost.
Jiang Youshu suddenly angered forward.
"Quickly open the door, I want to see Lu Yunqi," he shouted.
The wrinkled old man shook his head.
"I don't care about this," he said, staring at Jiang Youshu, his eyes bright. "Are you a doctor? Are you a doctor? Are you medically powerful?"
Jiang Youshu looked at him with a look of disgust.
"Yes, I am a doctor, I am a hospital in the hospital, I am the Queen of the Empress Dowager." He shouted, "Who are you?"
The old man's face is full of smiles, like a chrysanthemum in full bloom.
"It’s a coincidence," he said. "I am also a doctor."
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"How do you say in the palace?"
Jiang Baihu whispered, and put the official hat on Lu Yunqi with respect and care.
"There is a prisoner who is ill, very troublesome. I want Jiang to be too painstaking." Lu Yunqi said, "Jiang Taizhi, this person, everyone knows, and has always done its due diligence, so he simply entered the cell and did not optimistic about the patient."
Jiang Baihu smiled and he smiled.
"Yes." He said with a heavy sigh, and snorted again. "The old boy really didn't know what to do. He didn't remember his sex. He even played the idea of ​​Miss Jun. Miss Jun is what he can do."
Lu Yunqi sighed, and the whole rigorous placket was finished, and the thin lips were tight, like a machete.
"Yes," he said.
Yes, Jiang Youshu doesn't know how to be good, although everyone knows that Lu Yunqi is difficult to marry Miss Jun, but they have forgotten a little. This is only a difficult problem.
He Lu Yunqi wants people, others dare to touch, then pick up.
"That is the death of vaccinia in the West Road of Hebei..." Jiang Baihu asked again after hesitation.
"She solved her vaccinia." Lu Yunqi said.
That is to say, except for her, others are not allowed to intervene in this matter, that is, this matter is not allowed to spread.
Jiang Baihu once again screamed.
Lu Yunqi walked out.

The adults want to enter the palace?
Jiang Baihu asked,
Isn’t the conclusion of the country’s public son?

Lu Yunqiong sounded.
"I didn't expect Ning Yan to stand on the side of Cheng Guogong." Jiang Baihu sighed again.
"For his own sake." Lu Yunqi said.
His words are simple. Jiang Baihu thought and understood. Huang Cheng died his son and was old. The position of the cabinet university may be vacant. From the qualifications, Ning Yan is the most promising.
"But Huang Cheng's network is not small," he whispered. "And the most important thing is that the emperor wants to become a national official..."
His words were not finished, there was a Jinyiwei rushing from the outside, seeing this person, Jiang Baihu busy stopped talking.
"Adult." Jin Yiwei handed a small paper roll to Lu Yunqi.
Lu Yunqi opened his eyes and his thin lips were bent.
"Ning Yan is good luck." He said, "Zhu Xi is also lucky."
Then he put the paper in his hand into a ball.
What happened? Zhu Xi’s good fortune is not a good thing for Lu Yunqi.
Jiang Baihu looked a little deep.

Thanks to the ice in the south, the lying lover 2, and the sorrow (^__^) 嘻嘻...
Thank you, I am going to work~