The dull drum sound instantly alarmed the people in the yamen.

"You, stop me!"

The two yamen runners walked out of the door and were not busy asking about the situation. They first rushed Fang Zheng to the side with sticks.

"I disturbed the master, you guys are feeling good."

"Two, let's report to the official!"

Fang Zheng took two steps back and said hurriedly: "Someone wants to harm others, we want to meet the county magistrate Wang."

"You can see Lord Wang as long as you want?"

The man on the left curled his lips and said listlessly: "I came so late, are you guilty? Who wants to harm others? Who is the one who harmed?"

"Fifth day of the New Year!"

Fang Zheng carefully put down Zhang Chuwu on his back and said, "Tell me quickly, who wants to harm you."

“Yes…yes…”

Although the road was not very bumpy, Zhang Chuwu's face was pale, and his breath came out more and more.

"It's rice..."

He struggled to speak, and his body suddenly stiffened halfway through the way he spoke.

The next moment.

His body suddenly began to tremble wildly, and white foam gushed out of his mouth, twitching like an epileptic seizure.

"Fifth day of the first lunar month, fifth day of the first lunar month!"

Fang Zheng's expression changed and he pressed and held the other person hard: "What's wrong with you?"

"Is this a disease?"

A yamen runner came over and shook his head and said, "Tsk tsk..., I'd better find a doctor to see it first."

"that is."

The other person also nodded: "In this way, even if you enter the yamen lobby, what can you say? Fangzheng time is almost done, so let's talk about the situation tomorrow!"

Fang Zheng looked anxious and saw that the two of them were also sarcastic. He gritted his teeth and wanted to carry Zhang Chuwu to find the doctor first.

"No……"

His wrists tightened, but he was already caught by the trembling Zhang Chuwu.

"Report to the official!"

"What official do you report to? You are like this!"

Fang Zheng was anxious, but he turned around and said to the yamen runners: "The Mi family is the one who wants to harm him."

"Mi family?"

One person asked: "Which Mi family member? There are many families in the city whose surname is Mi."

Fang Zhengdao: "It's the Mi family who runs a restaurant."

"The Mi family who runs a restaurant."

The yamen runner nodded: "However, there are many people in the Mi family. You can't say they are all members of the Mi family, right?"

"Who is the Mi family?"

"And you are sure that you are the Mi family who runs a restaurant. This is not what this guy on the ground said."

"this……"

Fang Zheng was stunned.

He looked at the yamen in front of him, then at Zhang Chuwu on the ground, sighed helplessly, and carried him on his back and walked outward.

Direction is not a medicine shop for treating diseases.
Chapter completed!