"Doctor Ruo, Miss Menghua's fever has come down." The maid's exclamation woke Fu Ruolan up from her daze.

She hurriedly walked to Menghua's side and reached out to probe her forehead.

The fever subsided.

She took out the silver needle that she had prepared a long time ago, soaked it in wine, and then applied the needle on Menghua's body.

Because he had already found acupuncture points on Feng Ming's body before and tried them, the time to find acupuncture points on Menghua's body this time was much easier.

After a full stick of incense, Fu Ruolan pierced all the silver needles.

She kept staring at Menghua's reaction on the side, and after another stick of incense, the vanity on Menghua's body dissipated a lot.

Fu Ruolan has the bottom in her heart, and this is done.

At least the current methods are preserved, and Fu Ruolan pulled Menghua out of the ghost gate.

Next, take care of yourself and observe carefully, and there is no big problem in thinking about it.

By the time she was done, Fu Ruolan's back was soaked, and her underwear was tightly pressed against her skin. She was wholeheartedly on Menghua's body and did not feel any discomfort.

"Gross." Menghua suddenly vomited a piece of blood.

The maid hurriedly took care of Menghua and wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth.

As can be seen with the naked eye, Menghua's complexion is much better than before.

Fu Ruolan was happy in her heart, knowing that she had succeeded, she hurriedly asked someone to notify Feng Ming.

When Feng Ming, Mu Lei and the others arrived, they saw Fu Ruolan's tired face with a faint smile, and they had a bottom in their hearts.

"How's it going?" Murray asked.

"I use a potion of several herbs to reduce the high fever caused by the plague, as long as the high fever of the patient can be lowered, there will be hope for the future." Fu Ruolan saw hope, and her words were much lighter than before.

Hearing the sound, Feng Ming's eyes lit up. Looking in the direction of Menghua, there is also more hope and expectation.

"General Feng, General Mu, if you believe me, do it according to my method." Fu Ruolan already had some calculations in her heart.

Feng Ming and Mu Lei glanced at each other, both of them trusted Fu Ruolan now.

"Naturally, I believe you, what do you want us to do, just tell us."

With Feng Ming's words, Fu Ruolan was also relieved.

She asked Feng Ming and Mu Lei to fix all the people who had the plague to a makeshift house outside the city, and then divided them into three, six, nine and so according to each person's condition.

The house where the patient lives must be sunny and airy. Drinking water and food are distributed by special people, and food needs to be nutritious enough, and it is unlikely that everyone will eat all of them, but try to make sure that everyone has an egg every day.

Because high fever can also affect the spleen and stomach, millet porridge is also essential.

Try to meet the other needs of the patients so as not to cause riots due to psychological stress.

Feng Ming wrote down all what Fu Ruolan said.

"Doctor, don't worry, I will do as you tell me." Feng Ming tried his best to cooperate with Fu Ruolan.

Fu Ruolan handed the recipe she developed to Feng Ming again: "I developed this prescription, I have tried the medicine myself, it should be no problem."

"This recipe can cool down, you let everyone who has the plague drink it, and whoever has a fever will come to me first." Fu Ruolan's arrangement is meticulous, so that people can't find faults.

Mu Lei was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then looked at Fu Ruolan, with a lot of admiration in his eyes.

He was originally skeptical of Fu Ruolan's medical skills, but now he admires the five-body cast.

"Do you need me to find some more doctors to help you?" Feng Ming asked.

Now there are not a few people who have the plague in Wuxi country, and if all of them are administered by Fu Ruolan, this is undoubtedly a very large task for Fu Ruolan.

Feng Ming saw that Fu Ruolan was just a soft and weak woman, and he still felt a little unbearable in his heart.

Fu Ruolan didn't want someone to help her, but the method of applying the needle this time was too difficult, and the acupuncture points were too difficult to find. She has no way to guarantee that she will succeed, and how dare she expect others.

"Not for the time being, if necessary, I'll tell you again." Fu Ruolan did not directly refuse.

"Okay." Feng Ming nodded and agreed: "Everything is up to you."

Mu Lei thought that Feng Ming's body was still a little weak, so he patted his chest and said, "If the doctor just said all these things to me, I will definitely be able to handle it."

Seeing that Mu Lei volunteered so much, Feng Ming didn't need to rush to do it anymore.

He also knew that Mu Lei was worried about his body, and there was more gratitude in his eyes when he looked at Mu Lei.

Mu Lei patted Feng Ming on the shoulder, and the two of them could understand each other's meaning.

After Mu Lei left, Feng Ming proposed to take a look at Menghua.

Fu Ruolan knew that he cared about Menghua, so she nodded in agreement. She was tired after tossing and turning for a day and a night, and now it was dawn, and she was ready to go back and have a good rest.

It's just that she was lying on the bed after bathing, but Fu Ruolan couldn't sleep. She was very tired and sleepy, but her mind was full of Nan Yuchen.

She thought that if she was sick, Nan Yuchen would care about herself as much as Feng Ming cared about Menghua.

I don't know how long it took, Fu Ruolan finally fell asleep groggily.

Wake up again, the flying pigeon biography of the Star Country has arrived. Fu Ruolan took off the letter paper on the pigeon's feet and read what was written on it, but she did not relax at all.

She originally guessed that the person who kidnapped Jing Ying'er was likely to be Nan Huaqing, but the results of her subordinates' investigation were not so.

Nan Huaqing didn't make a move, and he didn't know who had kidnapped Jing Ying'er at all.

Fu Ruolan's heart was very uneasy, and she felt that it was not easy for someone to snatch Jing Ying'er from the prison. As for who it was, she couldn't guess.

It was precisely because she couldn't guess and didn't know who the enemy was that she was a little afraid.

"Doctor Ruo, General Feng asked the slave maid to prepare some food for you, and told Doctor Ruo that you must take care of your health." The maid outside the door said loudly.

Fu Ruolan felt a little hungry at this time, seeing that it was getting late outside, she hadn't eaten for a day and a night.

"Come in." Fu Ruolan said.

The dishes brought in by the maid were full of flavor and flavor, and I thought it was arranged by Feng Ming, and I also had a heart.

Fu Ruolan ate some and let people retreat.

The plague in Ushi has not been cured, and she must take care of her health. lest the plague fall before it is controlled.

Things are going in a good direction, and Menghua's body is recovering day by day. The plague in Wuxi was gradually controlled, and Fu Ruolan was busy administering needles every day.

Although she was very tired, seeing that the plague could be controlled and another life could be saved, Fu Ruolan felt that it was worth it.