After some hesitation and struggle in her heart, Ziying still mustered up the courage to diagnose and treat him, his face was red and black, she didn't know if it would be bad if it dragged on any longer, kindness once again defeated the slight selfishness and indifference in her heart, she wanted to save him, this living human life.

After roughly determining the symptoms, Ziying and Ruolan personally went up the mountain to pick medicinal herbs and flowers, fed Lin his decoction, rubbed his whole body, and He Jian gradually woke up after three hours.

He Jian woke up and felt dizzy, his whole body was hot and cold, sweaty for a while, and shivering with cold for a while, and the red sores all over his body were still painful and itchy.

After Ziying's diagnosis, her face turned pale, and she pulled Lin aside to ask her what the illness was, Ziying frowned and told him that He Jian was most likely suffering from malaria. The disease is easily contagious, and if not treated in time, it may cost you your life.

The two agreed not to tell him first, so as not to cause panic, Xiang Lin did not care about his own safety, and took care of and comforted him wholeheartedly, while Ziying thought hard about treatment.

Zheng Xun instructed Chen Tong to go and see if He Jian's condition had improved, but Chen Tong still had the face to go to see Xiang Lin, Xu Zhao's death made him feel guilty and couldn't let go for a long time. Chen Tong asked Chen Xiu to come to inquire about the situation, but Chen Xiu didn't want to disturb him, and finally agreed under Chen Tong's soft grinding.

The next day, Chen Xiu prepared a speech, and walked into the upper room, but the room was empty, only He Jian was lying on the bed and moaning, coughing and wheezing, as if he was about to cough out his lungs. Chen Xiu hurriedly helped him to stand up, saw that his mouth was dry and his face was white, and brought him a bowl of water to drink.

He Jian had seen Chen Xiu a few times in the School Palace, and in his eyes, Chen Xiu also looked like a gentle gentleman, so the two talked bitterly. Half an hour later, Xiang Lin hurriedly entered the house with a hot sweat on his head, but found that Chen Xiu was in the room and chatted happily with He Jian.

"Chen Xiu? Why are you here? Come on! Xiang Lin anxiously dragged Chen Xiu up, Chen Xiu was stunned, he had never seen him so angry, even in his father's mourning hall, his tone was still so flat.

Chen Xiu was a little overwhelmed, his face was full of sadness, and he shook his head and left. He thought that Xiang Lin was still resentful of him and didn't want to see him at all, but in fact, Xiang Lin was afraid that He Jian's malaria would be transmitted to him if he stayed any longer.

He Jian seemed to feel that Xiang Lin's reaction was also a little excessive, and he wanted to ask the reason but was stopped, and just told him to stay away from the others. Xiang Lin frowned calmly and didn't say a word, as if he was also remorseful for his attitude just now, but he was really thinking about him. His father's death is unforgettable for him, and he also tries to try to let go, try to forgive everyone, obviously he can't do it now.

Wave after wave, wave after wave, the next day, almost the entire students of the school palace were infected with a strange disease, and coincidentally, it was almost the same as He Jian's symptoms. Zhang Xiang and Zhao Cheng, the two ghosts, were wrapped in thick quilts on a hot day, cold and hot for a while, scratching and picking for a while, the red sores all over their bodies were scratched, pus and blood flowed sideways, and they almost scared themselves to death.

It is not enough for a He Jian to be sick, and now the entire school palace is in a mess, like a bandit sweeping, mourning, all the students are facing the scorching sun, wrapped in quilts and running to the water tank, splashing water on their bodies like crazy for a while, and then being so cold that they are wrapped in quilts.

However, after only a few hours, everyone felt weak and powerless, and struggled to crawl back into the house and moaned, tossing and turning. Zheng Shijie was not infected, but he thought that so many people were infected overnight, it must be caused by infection, so he simply locked himself in the house and didn't even look at the two ghosts.

"Zhang. Brother Zhang, my life is in danger. Carried on.." Zhao Cheng and Zhang Xiang lived next to each other, he lifted the corner of his clothes and glanced at his chest and abdomen, pus and blood flowed, he was so frightened that he almost fainted, climbed out of the threshold and climbed into Zhang Xiang's room.

Zhang Xiang rolled off the bed in pain and groaned, "I... My life is closed.. Carried on.." Zhao Cheng cried and cried, not knowing whether he was moved or frightened, and said with a trembling mouth: "If there is an afterlife... I.. I'll still be your brother." Zhang Xiang coughed and said, "Next.. I'll fuck you in the next life." The scene was very touching at one point. The two of them didn't know what they were talking about, and they hugged each other towards the forest house.

"He Jian! What.. Solid.. Give me my life..."The two of them rushed into the room, scolding He Jian, it turned out that they thought that everyone's illness was infected by He Jian, a cheap student, but it was true. Before they could scold enough, the two fainted, and Xiang Lin hurriedly asked someone to carry the two ghosts back to his room.

Zheng Xun learned that he was sick for a long time in the school palace, and finally couldn't sit still, so he took Wang Chong to Shangjian in a panic and interrogated the reason, Ziying didn't want to hide anything anymore, so he told the truth one by one.

"Hurry up and send someone into the city to find a doctor!" Zheng Xun was so angry that his eyes were round, and he yelled at Wang Chonghe and Chen Tong, who rushed to hear the wind, and Chen Tong immediately sent more than ten people down the mountain into the city. Xiang Lin Yan: "My lord, today's plan should be to find another way, and when the doctor invites me, I am afraid that everyone will die..." Zheng Xun shook his hand to interrupt the conversation and ordered Chen Tong and Wang Chong to find a way as soon as possible.

In order to alleviate the condition, the doctor rushed to the doctor's house, Xiang Lin and Ruolan went up the mountain to pick flowers and plants under the fierce poisonous sun, and went back and forth again and again, while Ziying was going from room to room to diagnose and prescribe medicine for the students, so busy that their hands and feet were weak and weak.

"Autumn baby to see uncle." Wang Chong was thinking hard about the best way to cure the disease in the room, and it was difficult to show his eyebrows, Qiu Ying carried a burden into the door to worship, Wang Chong's eyes lit up, as if he saw a savior, and said: "Qiu Ying? Ouch! Good niece daughter, you're back! Qiu Ying saw that the school palace was lifeless, and she didn't even see a big living person, and wondered if something had happened, and she came to find Wang Chong before she took off her burden.

Wang Chong sighed and said bitterly, Qiu Ying said: "Uncle, don't worry, according to what Uncle said, all the students are still saved, so leave it to Qiu Ying." Wang Chongxi raised his eyebrows, and did not forget to praise his niece a few words, with Qiu Ying here, it really saved him a lot of heart.

The autumn stroller was tired, and before she could rest, she began to be busy again, she went from room to room to check about her condition, and rushed into the room where Xiang Lin lived while contemplating. There was no one in the room, only He Jian was lying on the bed, his condition seemed to be worse than yesterday, and his strength to speak was much weaker. Ziying learned about the situation of the disease yesterday, and there was an urgent shortage of flowers and plants for medicine, so the three of them went up the mountain to pick them together early this morning.

He Jian had never seen Qiu Ying, and when he saw her struggling to get up, he opened his mouth to ask, but his voice was so weak that he could barely hear what he said. Qiu Ying told him not to move, and then checked his pulse to check his condition, because He Jian contracted malaria first, his condition was more serious than the others.

After Qiu Ying's diagnosis, he got up and wanted to leave, and Xiang Lin and the three of them happened to walk into the house, all of them were gray-haired, sweating profusely, and their clothes were covered with bruises drawn by the shade of green grass and trees. A few people stared at each other, you don't recognize me, I don't recognize you, and they looked at each other.

After a pause, he asked Lin for his name, and Qiu Ying said: "Little girl Qiu Ying, the husband is my uncle." The words were clear, and he seemed to be stunned. Xiang Lin said: "It turned out to be the niece of the husband, Xu Xianglin, this is the foolish brother Xu Xiangjie." Ziying looked her up and down, smiled and nodded.

The three of them talked about malaria, and Lin and Ziying were overjoyed when they learned that she knew how to heal, and then discussed the symptomatic prescription carefully. Qiu Ying said: "The two sons saved people in danger, if it weren't for these herbs, the lives of the students of the families were afraid..." Ziying seemed to like the woman in front of her very much, and said with a smile: "I am with Brother Xian but do my best to win the prize." ”

Qiu Ying said: "In previous years, in this month, the students in the palace will be infected with a small illness and a small disaster, but this year is more serious than in previous years, and the little woman immediately prescribes medicine, and this disease will definitely be cured." Ziying smiled, and praised inexplicably, she seemed to have forgotten her current identity, it was completely like a conversation between two women.

When Qiu Ying said goodbye, Ziying grabbed her arm and said happily, "Let me accompany you to dispense medicine." Qiu Ying was a little surprised, Xiang Lin hurriedly squeezed her eyes, Ziying reacted back to her senses, let go of her hand and apologized. Qiu Ying didn't seem to be angry, more like a little shy, stared at her intently, and bowed away very politely.

"Ziying, you're a man now, why did you pull up someone else's arm..."Xiang Lin pretended to question, Ziying scratched her head a little embarrassed, smiled at him purely, and nodded her forehead to Lin with a cold face. Ziying likes women like Qiu Ying, and she can feel a deep sense of intimacy, just like the feeling that Qinglian and Ruolan give her.

After a few days of busy diagnosis and treatment, the condition of the students gradually improved, and at least they heard the shouts of Zhang Xiang and Zhao Cheng.

When the two ghosts were arguing, Zheng Shijie walked up to them with a smiling face.