"Yes, but we are really helpless, Miss Jimo, you see......" Knowing that this kind of thing is life-threatening, it is not trivial, and Chen Jue is not too demanding, so he has to rub his hands and look at Jimo Wuxin with some anxiety. Not all novel websites are the first romance debut, search + read the book network and you will know.

The plague has dragged on long enough, and the more people are sent, the more infected and dead people will be, and by now, I am afraid that even the soldiers guarding the village are almost gone. If even Jimo Wuxin, the miracle doctor, refused to come to help, then they would have to take the risk of implementing the last step of the incineration plan.

"Do those who are infected have any special symptoms?" Supporting his chin with one hand, Jimo Wuxin didn't rush to answer, but asked the most critical question: "Tell me in detail, I need time to think about it." ”

Although she claims to be non-toxic and incurable, and incurable disease, but medical poison is endless, after all, there is no end to learning, and the unknown is always less than what has been mastered. She can't hastily agree without knowing exactly what the situation is, which is irresponsible to herself, and even more irresponsible to the patient.

"Hmm." With her words, it is equivalent to giving Chen Jue a reassurance. With a faint hint of joy on his resolute face, the man, who had always been calm and composed, cleared his throat and began to seriously recall what he had seen and heard in that village: "Speaking of which, when we first found out, we all thought it was smallpox, because almost all the infected villagers had symptoms of high fever, fatigue, nausea and vomiting, but they did not find a rash of Yan zhòng, so we gradually ruled out this possibility. ”

"So, this plague is similar to smallpox?" Smacking his lips, Bing Yan seemed to think it was incredible. Smallpox is not an incurable terminal disease, and the royal family of the Houtu Kingdom was forced by this disease to find him with weak water, if it is a change in the type of disease, it will inevitably become too much, right?

"That's pretty much what you can say." Seeing the implied meaning in Bing Yan's eyes, Chen Jue couldn't help but smile bitterly: "But compared to smallpox, the death of this disease seems to be more tragic." As he spoke, he couldn't help but subconsciously frown, probably remembering some unpleasant picture: "The high fever will gradually subside after about three to five days, but the symptoms of fatigue and vomiting will continue until those infected are bleeding and festering to death." ”

"Seven orifices are bleeding and festering?!" Jimo Wuxin, who had maintained a strange silence since Chen Jue told about his illness, suddenly trembled slightly when he heard these eight words, and even the repeated voice seemed unnatural.

Infectious disease similar to smallpox, the final death is bleeding and ulcering all over the body, although the patient remains in a semi-comatose state from beginning to end, but he can always clearly feel every trace of pain on the **, until the skin and flesh of the whole body are festered, and then he can swallow his last breath. Such diseases, in a certain sense, are actually no less than torture such as Ling Chi's execution, because their purpose is to make people unable to survive and not to die.

His hands were clenched into fists, and Mo Wuxin almost used all his strength to maintain the calm and calmness of his face. Hell is dead, how many years have I not seen this thing? I'm afraid no one would have imagined that when this familiar name appeared in front of her again, it would be such a scene, right?

"Master......" Wuwen, who had no intention of knowing Jimo, looked at the palm of the person in front of him who was full of bones due to excessive force, and subconsciously couldn't help but whisper, but what he didn't say was the heavy worry hidden in his eyes.

After following her master for so many years, she always thought that in this world, there was nothing that could move this woman younger than herself. However, today, it was just a symptom that sounded rather frightening, so why did she show such unexpected feelings?

Wuwen felt from Jimo Wuxin's body that was so rich that it seemed that it could never be dissolved with sorrow and anger that was so violent that it could almost be ruined, such extreme two feelings, as if they were two heavens, ice and fire, each of which could bring people into a state of despair and never turn around. Who was she grieving for, and why could she become so angry in a matter of moments?

As if waking up from a dream, Jimo Wuxin was slightly stunned, and his clenched hand was quickly released. didn't look back at Wuwen, she just looked at the two people in front of her who were still waiting for her reply, and said in a flat tone: "I need three days to prepare, if you can trust me, then wait." ”

To put it mildly, if you can't believe it, then find another master, and Miss Ben is not willing to serve.

Nodding again and again, how dare Chen Jue have the slightest reason: "Trustworthy, naturally trustworthy, that is, Miss Mo is willing to take action, it must be a medicine to get rid of the disease!" In that case, I will not bother for the time being, and in three days I will come to pick up the girl on time. ”

"Okay." Nodding, Jimo didn't care that Bing Yan was still there, so he turned around and walked towards the inner room: "Wuwen, I want to rest for a while, and I will tell you to go down, and no one will come during this time." ”

"Yes, the servant saved." Respectfully agreed, Wuwen raised his head and threw at Bing Che, who was stunned in place, just a helpless look: "Your Royal Highness the Second Prince, you have also heard it, master, no one wants to see her now." ”

The implication is to let yourself disappear spontaneously? Bing Yan finally adjusted back to his normal expression, but he still couldn't help but smile helplessly, and turned to leave after signaling to Wuwen.

This is unintentional, and I really can't help boasting about it. As soon as she said that her temperament was not so eccentric, she unceremoniously kicked herself out, and I really didn't know what kind of cruelty she would do to him next time.

While sighing and walking towards the imperial study, Bing Yan prayed silently for the royal family of the Houtu Country very kindly, and invited this great god to go, I'm afraid that you will have it. As for the plague, as early as when Jimo didn't bother to say yes, that thing was not in his consideration. Just kidding, who in the world doesn't know that the Guigu Doctor Immortal never does something that he is not sure of? Since Jimo Wuxin dares to respond, there must be a way to deal with it, he doesn't believe that this girl will smash her signboard.

At the moment, it is more important to report the affairs of the Houtu Kingdom to my father and the emperor first. The weak water and the adjacent thick soil have appeared so harshly one after another, maybe there is a cat greasy, and it really has to be prevented.

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