The white imperial doctor in the village has already sent someone to prepare a qiē. A large cauldron rests on a pile of dry wood for a good fire.

The pot smells of herbs so strong that it almost fills the entire desolate village.

The plague crowd was separated by a low fence wall, their faces were blue and pale, and they were all scrawny, and they were stretching their necks, and their eyes were shining to look this way.

Jiang Yuning was the first to step into the village, and the crowd suffering from the plague began to boil, and the noise continued, but Jiang Yuning was unmoved.

After a while, crowds of people crowded into the small village.

Everyone's attention was on Jiang Yuning.

Just when everyone gradually quieted down and waited for Jiang Yuning's next move, the sound of horses' hooves sounded very clearly outside the village gate.

He was greeted by a man in a black black robe.

He was galloping on horseback, his face was cold, and his lips were thin but pursed.

Like a high-spirited teenager.

It's really hard to imagine that such a young person is a national teacher.

Jiang Yuning didn't react, and watched him quickly dismount with a calm face and walk towards him, as if he had expected him to come.

Seeing that it was Xiang Yi, Imperial Doctor Bai arched his hand before leaving, "Meet the national teacher." ”

When everyone heard that it was the national teacher, they hurriedly echoed, "Meet the national teacher." ”

Jiang Yuning was stunned, she didn't understand these etiquettes at all.

It's better to be informal, and don't react at all.

Xiang Yi didn't mind her coldness or rudeness at all, but just glanced at Nangong Xuanyan in a big red robe in the crowd.

Seeing his pale face, Ben was still a little surprised.

However, it is not difficult to see the anger and worry in Nangong Xuanyan's eyes.

He also came for this matter, he couldn't sleep all night last night, and the prince specially instructed him to protect Jiang Yuning before leaving.

This fact is too unreliable, not to mention that it is just our speculation, if Jiang Yuning's blood has no effect, the people's hearts will be shaken.

Then her situation is difficult.

"Does the goddess need to think about it?"

Xiang Yi approached Jiang Yuning and asked as low as he could.

But Jiang Yuning didn't seem to hear his words, and asked coldly in a loud and clear voice, "What is the matter with the national teacher?" ”

Xiang Yi knew that this was her answer.

She had made up her mind.

No one can persuade you.

Just when Xiang Yi wanted to continue, Imperial Doctor Bai had already walked over to this side and said to Jiang Yuning, "Goddess." The heat is already the best, only the medicine is missing. ”

The people on the side clearly heard the words of the white imperial doctor, and immediately began to boil again, and some women actually burst into tears, they firmly believed that the goddess of the great dynasty would save this plague that had killed countless people.

Xiao Si on the side had already moved a table and placed it next to the cauldron where the soup was boiled.

Imperial Doctor Bai handed Jiang Yuning a freshly sharpened knife, and everyone was waiting for Jiang Yuning to act for a while.

The noise around gradually stopped, Jiang Yuning no longer looked at Xiang Yi who wanted to stop talking in front of him, and walked slowly to the stage.

Xiang Yi's heart tightened, not knowing whether to stop it or let it be.

Jiang Yuning didn't need anyone's help, and stepped onto the stage with one foot.

Roll up your sleeves and reveal your white skin, and no one can bear to scratch a wound on such skin.

But no one stopped it, no one made a noise.

Just as Jiang Yuning raised Bai Liang's knife and put it on his wrist, Lin Qing turned his back and couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

Nangong Xuanyan's eyes were red and he looked at it in a daze, motionless.

Xiang Yi took a step forward, as if to stop it, but after hesitating, he still took a step back, his eyes were deep, and he couldn't see any emotion.

One knife down.

Blood flowed down his wrist and slipped down the pot drop after drop.

Everyone didn't say anything, as if they were waiting for Jiang Yuning to come down by herself, because no one knew how much blood was going to flow.

But Jiang Yuning didn't come down for a long time, until the blood had stopped flowing, she still didn't think it was enough, and quickly drew a strip on her wrist without hesitation.

This time, everyone was moved, and some people began to shout, "The goddess come down." Enough is enough! ”

Lin Qing turned his back to Jiang Yuning the whole time, and his eyes were full of tears.

Xiang Yi couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and was about to pull her down, but unexpectedly, a red shadow passed by, and he directly hugged Jiang Yuning off the platform.

Jiang Yuning did not resist, her face was slightly pale, and she was held by Nangong Xuanyan.

The imperial doctor Bai on the side shouted to Xiao Si, "Go and divide the soup." ”

While carefully handling the wound on Jiang Yuning's wrist.

As soon as the public heard that they were going to take medicine, they ignored Jiang Yuning's body and went straight to their relatives.

People are selfish.

More than a dozen Xiao Si on the side, bowl by bowl, put the soup in bowls, and then handed it to those who were suffering from the plague.

The patients did not hesitate, almost snatched it, and drank the soup in one go.

But even a miracle medicine doesn't work instantly.

And everyone began to wait, waiting with the best hopes.