Chapter 1033: Coming to snatch someone
"Master Zong, I heard that you called all the doctors in the city here. I came here to find a doctor because my elders at home are in great pain. Otherwise, I would not want to compete with the disaster victims for a doctor at this time."
Zhou Yi said with some apology, and before Master Zong could react, he continued, "It seems that this doctor has just finished his work, so please ask him to come back with me."
Lord Zong was shocked.
"Third Young Master, this old man is not a doctor, he is just a ginseng collector..." Lord Zong immediately explained.
It's inexplicable why Mr. Zhou San wants to take old man Yin away?
If he said that he came here specifically to look for Old Man Yin, Master Zong really didn't believe it. It would be better to say that he just happened to see Old Man Yin and saw something, so he had to take him away at this time!
So the Third Young Master just doesn't want him to take Old Man Yin to the Qiu Mansion?
Zhou Yi shook his head and said, "Aren't the other doctors taking care of the disaster victims? I can't compete with them. Even if he is a ginseng collector, I guess he can take a look at common symptoms. Maybe I also need to buy ginseng, so let him go back and talk to me."
As he spoke, his eyes were compelling as he looked directly at Master Zong.
The meaning is very clear. If Lord Zong still wants to refuse, then he is really trying to make things difficult for him.
Lord Zong should think carefully about whether it is worth offending such an old man.
"I won't go with him." Doctor Yin refused directly. He also took the initiative to say to Zhou Yi, "My dear, I am just a rough man. The mountain is closed due to heavy snow and I haven't dug ginseng for a long time. It's useless for you to buy ginseng from me. I don't have any ginseng."
As he spoke, he turned the small medicine basket at his waist over, opening downward, and shook it.
A cake fell out of it.
The cake fell on the snow and they could all see clearly that a bite had been taken out of the cake.
Master Zong: “…”
Who put a cake in the medicine basket?
Besides, you should at least wrap it in oil paper, right? Just leave it in there like this?
Is it really necessary for him to offend Zhou Yi for such an eccentric old man?
"Since the Third Young Master values you, you should go with him!"
Lord Zong immediately frowned and said something in a very dignified manner. After that, he looked at Zhou Yi and forced a smile.
The Third Young Master, he agreed and he didn't stop us.
"Old man, let's go." Zhou Yi didn't say anything else.
Old Doctor Yin frowned and took a step forward. Just when everyone thought he was going to walk towards the carriage, he suddenly pointed to the back of the carriage and shouted.
"Nephew! Why did you come to pick me up just now?"
Everyone looked over, but saw no one.
When I came to my senses, Doctor Yin had already turned around and ran away.
It was difficult for him. He was not young, but he was running in the snow. He was staggering and slipping from time to time. It looked dangerous. Just when everyone thought he was going to fall, he managed to hold on.
And he hit several slippers and ran quite far.
Zhou Yi's eyes turned cold.
"Go after it."
Master Zong was also surprised that the old man would run away, but he also thought it was a good thing for him to run away. Now when he heard Zhou Yi asking him to lead people to chase him, he was stunned for a moment.
"Master Zong, didn't you hear?"
Lord Zong came to his senses and quickly took four officers to chase after him.
"Sir, our carriage can't go into that alley." The driver said to Zhou Yi. The old man ran into an alley.
"Send someone to look for this person. I feel like he looks familiar." Zhou Yi said, reaching out and pinching his knee.
If his knee hadn't been injured recently, he wouldn't be so passive.
Can the old man escape from him?
Lord Zong and his men chased after old man Yin through twists and turns in the alley, but they were always just a little bit short.
"Old man, stop! Don't run anymore!" the officer also shouted.
In front, Qinglin had just finished chatting with a few disaster victims who had come here to seek refuge with their relatives, and was about to go find a larger group of disaster victims. As he turned around, he saw an old man running towards him.
When Old Man Yin saw Qinglin, he immediately waved his arms and shouted, "Nephew! I finally found you! Quick, take me to hide, there are bad guys trying to catch me!"
Nephew? Who?
Qinglin looked around, but there was no one else.
The old man had rushed to his side and grabbed his arm.
"Run!"
Qinglin saw that he was an old man after all, and was afraid that if he pushed him away, he would fall and get hurt, so he subconsciously ran after him.
He heard someone behind him shouting "Stop, stop" or something like that, and just as he was about to turn around, the old man grabbed his arm.
"Quick, quick, run!"
Qinglin grabbed him and started running using Qing Kung Fu.
Forget it, I'll ask this old man what's going on after I get rid of those people.
With Qinglin leading him to run, they soon got rid of Lord Zong and others.
When they reached a place where there was no one, Qinglin stopped and stood still.
He looked at the old man, pulled his hand away, took two steps back, and subconsciously covered his chest.
There is a talisman there. Now the talisman is not generating heat and the fact that the talisman has not been used means that the old man has not harmed him.
"Old man, what's wrong with you?"
"Uncle? I'm not that old. Just call me uncle."
The old man breathed in and panted for a long time.
"The person who was chasing you just now seemed to be a police officer?" Qinglin still took a look.
If he hadn't known that Lord Zong from Subei City seemed to have a good relationship with Zhou Yi before, which meant that he might not have a good attitude, he would not have helped the old man escape.
"That so-called Master Zong really doesn't have the aura of a city governor. When he saw a young man dressed as a commoner, he bowed and nodded, calling him the Third Young Master."
Old man Yin said this.
The third young master?
Qinglin's heart moved.
"What does the Third Young Master look like?"
"He was sitting in the carriage, and it looked like his right leg was inconvenient. He sat there with his left leg standing normally, and his right leg slightly leaning. There was a slight bump on the hem of his robe that was raised by his knee. I guess he was bandaging his knee."
"But he does look like a decent person, and he looks quite noble."
Qinglin was stunned after hearing this.
He was sure that the old man was talking about Zhou Yi.
But Zhou Yi injured his right knee?
They didn't know about this, so how could this old man know it just by looking at it?
"Then why are you running?" he asked.
"The Third Young Master forced me to go back with him. If I didn't go with him, of course I would run away."
"Why don't you want to go with him?"
Old Man Yin rolled his eyes at him and suddenly his head started to hurt again.
He held his head with both hands, his face turning pale with pain.
"Uncle, what's wrong?" Qinglin was shocked.
The severe pain in Old Man Yin quickly disappeared. He slowly put down his hand, stood up straight, and glanced at Qinglin indifferently.
"Young man, why are you wearing such tattered clothes? Can't survive? I see you are a martial artist, do you want me to show you the way? But don't go to the refugee camp, the people there are very sick."
Qinglin: “???”
This person must be taken back!