Fu Ruolan didn't care about any great achievements, she just wanted to be able to completely cure this plague.

This plague is fierce, and the most bitter will only be the common people.

Now that Menghua has been infected with the plague again, if Fu Ruolan doesn't make a desperate bet, I'm afraid that she will bury a lot of lives.

The needle test was very successful, Fu Ruolan admired Feng Ming's courage, but her excessive concern for Feng Ming still made her vigilant.

It's understandable to be suspicious, but she wants to know why Feng Ming is willing to risk his life for Menghua.

I really can't guess, and it's hard to ask now. After thinking about it, Fu Ruolan was still ready to find some information through her own methods.

After preparing the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, Fu Ruolan started to write down some words, and then flew the pigeon to pass the book, asking the subordinates of the Tianxing Kingdom to find Menghua's information in the Tianxing Country first.

After sending the letter away, Fu Ruolan fell into deep thought, her thoughts were confused, and she didn't know where she was going.

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Jing Ying'er, who was in rags, sat on the straw, she clasped her fingers fiercely, constantly recalling why she ended up today.

She was unwilling, and finally came to her current status step by step, but she plummeted again, and it was not as good as before.

There is only one person who caused her to end up like this, and that is Fu Ruolan. She hated Fu Ruolan so much that she couldn't wait to pump her tendons and pick her skin.

The hatred blinded her eyes, and finally slowly faded again.

The dim and damp cell made her feel anxious. She didn't know if she still had any hope of going out, and every minute and second she spent here was extremely tormenting.

There seemed to be a scream in the distance, Jing Ying'er slowly raised her head, and saw a burly man dressed in black appear in front of her.

Before he could speak, the man opened the cell door. The next moment, Jing Ying'er lost consciousness, and the man in black robbed her.

Fu Ruolan received the news that Jing Ying'er was kidnapped by the man in black, her brows furrowed, and she felt a little sad in her heart.

She couldn't guess who kidnapped Jing Ying'er, and she was even more worried that someone was still manipulating all this in the dark.

Will it be South Huaqing? Or is it someone else?

The faint uneasiness in her heart made Fu Ruolan can't help but want to find out the truth, and being able to know who the enemy is is is not as uneasy as she is now.

"What is the doctor worried about?" Feng Ming didn't know when he appeared by Fu Ruolan's side.

Only then did Fu Ruolan retract her thoughts and took back the note of the flying pigeon in her hand into her sleeve.

"Nothing." Fu Ruolan lowered her eyes.

Feng Ming knew that Fu Ruolan had something on his mind, but he didn't continue to ask any further. Since Fu Ruolan didn't want to say it, it would be too uninteresting for him to ask again.

"How's your body?" Fu Ruolan saw Feng Ming coming by himself, and guessed that his body was recovering quite quickly.

Although the technique of fixing acupoints and attracting them is successful, it also damages the disease-free body.

"Thank you Dr. Ruo for your concern, it's fine." Although he said this, Feng Ming was a little afraid in his heart.

But for Menghua, he was willing to risk his life.

He had an intuition in his heart that Menghua was very much like a partner he had when he was a child.

Fu Ruolan was not at ease, and stretched out her hand to check Feng Ming's pulse. Feng Ming didn't stop it, and let her somewhat cool hand touch his pulse.

The pulse was smooth but a little weak, and Fu Ruolan knew very well that this was the injury caused by the test needle. Not to mention the great damage, but it is estimated that ten days and half a month will be good.

"I'll write a prescription later, you send someone to grab the medicine, drink it for ten days, and your body will be able to recuperate." After Fu Ruolan finished speaking, she started to write, and then handed it to Feng Ming.

Feng Ming didn't care about his body, but he still thanked Fu Ruolan.

"Dare to ask Doctor Ruo, how is Menghua's situation?"

Fu Ruolan's movements were stunned, thinking that the people she sent to investigate Menghua's life experience and didn't get an answer, it was better to ask directly.

As for whether Feng Ming will talk to himself, it is not clear.

"Did you know Menghua before?" Fu Ruolan stared at Feng Ming's eyes, wanting to see the truth and falsehood in his words.

Feng Ming was obviously stunned, he didn't expect Fu Ruolan to ask himself directly.

But it was not something to hide, so he replied, "She is like an old friend of mine."

Fu Ruolan suddenly realized, no wonder Feng Ming's attitude towards Menghua was a little unusual, so it was.

"Menghua's current physical condition has not changed." Fu Ruolan replied truthfully: "It's still a high fever that doesn't go away."

"Although the acupuncture test on you was successful, with Menghua's current physical condition, she is still too weak, and she will not be able to perform acupuncture until the right time." The method was found, but Fu Ruolan was still a little worried.

Now there are many people in Uzhi who are suffering from the plague, and if you only rely on acupuncture, it is estimated that it will take a while.

Moreover, the premise of acupuncture is that the patient's body temperature needs to be lowered first, otherwise the risk is too great.

Considering these, Fu Ruolan also felt a lot of pressure in her heart.

"Doctor Ruo, you are now the hope of our Uzhi country." Feng Ming looked at Fu Ruolan seriously: "As long as you can control the plague, I am willing to give everything."

Hearing the sincerity of Feng Ming's words, Fu Ruolan just waved her hand.

"I'll do my best."

"Whatever you need, I'm here to help." Feng Ming is not a bounty, he just wants to be able to cure the people of Li and the world is peaceful.

"Hmm." Fu Ruolan nodded: "Your body is still very weak, you better go back and rest as soon as possible." There's me over here, don't worry. ”

Feng Ming saw that Fu Ruolan was serious, and he was afraid that he would not be able to help him here, but would delay things, so he agreed to leave.

After Feng Ming left, Fu Ruolan flew the pigeon to pass the book. She needs to let her men go down and explore Nan Huaqing's side. Not knowing who Jing Ying'er was taken away always made her panic, and she needed to determine something.

After doing this, Fu Ruolan came to Menghua's room.

Menghua was still asleep, and the redness of his face had not yet cooled down.

Fu Ruolan was afraid that the high heat would burn Menghua's brain, so she asked the maid to keep putting a handkerchief soaked in cold water on Menghua's head to cool down.

She relied on her memory to let people grab a few herbs that regulate the body, and squatted by the fire to boil them herself.

The potion made of herbs in the casserole was muddy, and Fu Ruolan did not hesitate to try the medicine herself.

After boiling, Fu Ruolan asked the maid to feed Menghua.

This night may be Fu Ruolan's most torturous night. Time passed so slowly, it felt like it was incomparably long.

Menghua has been sweating, because she is afraid that sweat will make Menghua's body cold again, Fu Ruolan instructed the maid to keep wiping Menghua's sweat and changing her underwear.

After tossing and turning all night, Fu Ruolan's body also weakened a lot.