Then Gawain dragged the sheep intestine and stuffed it into an empty glass bottle in another small copper furnace.

"It seems to be the principle of drinking troughs in ancient times." Anna, who was watching from the sidelines, thought secretly.

Then she listened to Gawain muttering to herself, "I really can't purify it, I can only steam out the ointment and see if it can be heated." ”

Then, as the people around them lit a fire in a charcoal basin under the large copper furnace, and crackled, Gawain stepped aside, saying that now he only had to wait, and that the rest would be left to God to decide.

The whole scene fell silent, only the sound of the charcoal basin burning, Anna also watched in silence, and soon the water in the copper furnace made a churning sound, this sound was familiar to Anna - in the old days in the palace, she was frightened by the death of her fiancé and had a high fever, and Gawain also kept boiling the water for her to drink or scrub her body, could it be that this blade of grass now also plays such a role? "Oh, something is rising." Baldwin also stood up from his seat and said, for he saw that a dark gas, probably rising from the blades of grass in a glass jar surrounded by boiling water, was being poured into the small copper furnace full of cold water by the uneven action of heat and cold.

The monks and knights disagreed, and Gawain said, "Go on looking for the blades of grass, as much as possible, and put half of them around the church where Madame is located, and light them with fire to drive away mosquitoes, and boil the rest with boiling water, and then prepare them for Madame to drink, and the maid will pour the rest of the grass into a large wooden barrel, and bathe and scrub Madame herself!" ”

"But once you bathe, the human body may lose its aura to ward off epidemics." An old monk with no beard. Flipping through the parchment scrolls on the manuscripts of the classics, he purred and said.

"Shut up, do as I say here." Gawain's tone was unmistakable. The monk was furious, but the knights and Baldwin seemed to see hope again. They ran out one after another and continued to collect all over the world.

The hall fell silent again, and Anna looked at Gawain with round eyes, "I want to see Sister Goethehilde." ”

"There's going to be a time for you to watch, stay here now. Look, Anna. Gawain felt about the same, and waved his hand, and the servants stopped placing charcoal in the basin for the time being. Gawain lifted his tongs, lifted the lid of the small copper stove with holes, and deftly pinned out the glass bottle inside, which lay in front of Anna.

In the fine glass jar of Alexandria, Anna could clearly see that the water, nay, a liquid mixed with that mysterious gas, was now cleverly divided into three layers. The top layer is a layer of green oil floating, the middle is transparent water, and the bottom layer is like dew.

"Take out the top oil and water, be careful."

Anna snorted. Then he held another smaller glass bottle very seriously, and the maid next to him held the wooden stopper, and waited until the "oil" was slowly poured into the small bottle with a spoon. With a thud, the cork was plugged. Gao Wen, who had always held the tongs and didn't dare to let go, immediately exhaled. The pores that had been tight were all stretched out in an instant, and the sweat swept out, soaking through the thin robe on his body, "The rest of the people have gathered the equipment of the essential oil workshops of the entire Cilicia region here, and refined this oil in this way, without interruption - Anna, you go and apply the bottle to Godchild's body first, remember to apply it before you can take out the cork, otherwise the oil will evaporate without a trace when it encounters the wind and sun." ”

"Yes, Your Excellency!" Everyone agreed.

Gawain continued to wipe his sweat, and the two maids around him also came around to wipe the back and shoulders of the general Stratigos, and several unknown monks, either with the purpose of studying curiosity or with the idea of gloating, began to write on the parchment, "In the 1097th year of the incarnation of the Lord, the twelfth day of the movement of Venus, this diary is that of Stephen, the chief of Seleucia. Gawain. How Lusail, a figure who is said to have been born from the Oy-speaking tribe, boldly cured the noble Lady Baldwin's malaria, and of course how effective it will be remains to be seen, maybe the lady will be healed and come back to life, maybe the lady will come back to life but not because of the character's special ointment, maybe the lady will eventually die, maybe it is mixed with the witchcraft of the Varyag, the terrible medicine of the Saracens, and the occult of the Far East, but because of Baldwin. Lord Eustace did not allow anyone else to interfere, and we could only watch the record and pray before Christ. ”

In the rustling of writing, Anna, who heard Gawain's words, nodded earnestly, holding a bottle as important as her life, and walked through the courtyard floor passage that she felt was incomparably long and difficult under the escort of several handmaidens in front of her, and then she stepped into the window, all closed, and only in front of the couch with the lamp burning, between the curtains and the drape, Gothschild was pale, his eyes were black, and he was covered with various blankets, but he was still trembling and lying there, breathing irregularly, and looking at her in great pain"I thought it would be enough to say goodbye to you and Gawain by letter. ”

Then she saw Anna holding the bottle, standing in front of the curtain, and also looked at herself in a daze, "Are you scared?" Anna, don't cry, sick women look like this. I haven't seen you for a while, I didn't expect my appearance to change so much, right? When Gothchild had finished speaking, her cheeks began to turn red again, an unusually red red, her hair was disheveled, and her face was as white as her fingernails, which stood out in the dark room, and she struggled to sit on the couch against the cushion, and kept begging Anna not to come near her.

"Sister Goethehild" Anna boldly walked over, there were constantly people busy in the hall and courtyard outside, mixed with Gawain's command, it seemed that she was ready to refine this ointment on a large scale, Anna remembered Gawain's words, "This epidemic, people will not infect each other", and then resolutely ignored Goldchild's resistance, crossed the curtain, untied Goldchild's collar and clothes, Goldchild closed his eyes, hoarse and gasped, her chest was still gracefully white, But Anna had no other idea, but kept wiping her with ointment, and then the maidens took over and gave the lady a jar of water from the frying blades of grass to drink.

Suddenly, Anna felt a chill on the back of her hand, and it turned out to be tears from the corners of Goethechild's eyes, falling on it, "Women are really wretched creatures, and it is no wonder that God would say that our souls are defective." While Gawain, Baldwin, and Anna were all running for me, I was thinking about how I would feel when I died, Baldwin would marry again, and marry a woman who was more beautiful and powerful than me. ”

Hearing this, Anna's eyelashes fluttered violently, and she made up her mind, but finally did not answer, and continued to help with the affairs of the bedside treatment. (To be continued.) )