Qin Zixin looked at Qingqing, who was almost breathless, she was anxious, she gave her hope, but she couldn't even save the only person who trusted her?

When others saw this, their hopes were dashed.

"You can't go out, you can only get in here, you can't get out." Qin Zixin was about to go to find the grass, but was stopped at the entrance of the plague village.

"I'm the one in charge of healing them, I'm just going to your shaman to get grass, I've already thought of a way." Qin Zixin looked at the people at the door eagerly, who knew that the two of them would ignore her.

"Hey, you zhanzhu!"

Qin Zixin took advantage of the fact that they weren't paying attention, so he flew out with one foot lifted. Saving lives is like fighting fire, and you can't do it so much.

"Do you still know to come back?"

Qin Zixin searched for grass to no avail, so he ran to the Xiaoyao Cliff, and Zuo Ci sat on the stone bench with an angry face.

"Master, I'm not here to save my life." Qin Zixin gently shook Zuo Ci's sleeves, if Zuo Ci grounded her in a fit of anger, then all her previous efforts would be in vain.

"Help? I think you're almost going to die, tell me, what is that plague village? Zuo Ci saw that Qin Zixin was also sincere, so he simply dissipated half of his sullenness, thinking that she had been killed by Zhuge Yan's kid.

"Master, I have found a way to save them. What's more, I have already made a contract with Zhuge Yan, if I can't cure them, I will never be able to step out of the plague village. ”

Qin Zixin stuck out her tongue, and now she seemed to have gambled her life again.

"What? Do you know that you are digging a grave for yourself? Old man, I have traveled all over the world and have not found a cure, but you are at a loss to bet with that kid. Zuo Ci stood up angrily.

"Master, this plague, also known as typhoid fever, is caused by wind and cold, and it is not impossible to treat. I once saw a cure for this disease. ”

Qin Zixin looked at Zuo Ci with a determined expression, what she needed now was to find the medicinal materials she needed.

"Girl, you have to think clearly, this plague has been incurable." Zuo Ci looked at Qin Zixin, maybe this girl with Ziwei Star Life Personality could find the right way.

"Master, it's not that there is no cure, it's that we haven't found the right medicine. I need cinnamon sticks, ephedra, and green dragons now. Qin Zixin watched Zuo Ci begin to believe in herself, and couldn't help but happily say the prescription.

"I know about Guizhi and ephedra, but this green dragon?" The voice of the grass came from behind him, and he respectfully bowed to Zuo Ci. Feixue also ran to Qin Zixin's side.

"Qinglong is a five-flavor medicine of licorice, almond, raw gypsum, ginger and jujube. The medicinal soup of these five flavors is called Daqinglong Tang, which is used to treat typhoid fever with cinnamon branches and ephedra. It was also after a few days of observation that I was able to confirm the pathology and the cause. ”

Qin Zixin said her thoughts, she loved history, she not only read Sun Simiao's golden formula, but also studied it when she was studying medicine. Although this typhoid fever is as terrible as a plague in this era, it is not so terrible for her from modern times.

"With that being the case, let's get started. Now the entire Xiaoyao Valley is looking for Miss Qin, and the pavilion master has ordered to correct the Fa on the spot. Xicao handed a hat wrapped in a silk scarf to Qin Zixin, and now it was better for her not to show up.