Chapter 905: Cold Tyrant
Su Xun said, "Thank you for telling me, it's not too early, we have to rush to the next one." ”
She took out two cotton masks from the medicine box, which were soaked in Su Xun's special antidote powder, so that she could withstand it for a while, "Auntie wants to wear this cotton cloth on her mouth, and it is best not to take it off except for eating and sleeping." ”
The eldest lady took the cotton mask and gratefully sent the two out.
After Su Xun came out, the wrinkles between his eyebrows had not been smoothed, and Xie Ziyu asked, "What's wrong?" ”
Su Xun said in a deep voice, "Wanwan didn't expect the officials of Lianyun Sixteen Continents to be so ignorant, the corpses that died due to the epidemic should be burned in time, otherwise there will be irreparable hidden dangers, this county magistrate doesn't know how many people are sick, this trip is only nearly a hundred doctors, Wanwan is worried about ......"
Xie Ziyu touched the top of her hair, "Wanwan is so powerful, she will definitely be able to cure them." ”
Su Xun patted his cheek and nodded firmly, "Well, Wanwan will definitely be able to." ”
Ten people were treated at noon, and there was no aunt to eat at noon, Su Xun only made do with two apples, and knocked on the door of the next house.
It wasn't until Hei Suxun finished treating the last one, but his body was overloaded, and he fell into Xie Ziyu's arms after pulling out the needle.
Xie Ziyu looked at the woman's pale face, her lips were cracked like some dried bark because she had never drunk water, her smart eyes were closed tightly at this time, and her breathing was heavier than usual, so she fell asleep directly.
The heart seemed to be chiseled by an awl, and there was a dense pain, this girl's body was not good, and the huge city was pressing on her, how could she survive it?
He could only watch and couldn't help.
Xie Ziyu kissed her forehead with pity, put his elbow on Su Xun's leg socket, and hugged her and disappeared into the darkness of Zheng
It wasn't until Su Xun woke up on the top of the moon that she saw that she was covered with a brocade quilt and a light purple curtain on her head, so she knew that she had returned to the City Lord's Mansion, she sat up and glanced around the house, and it stands to reason that Xie Ziyu will stay by her side at this time.
Not long after, Xie Ziyu pushed the door and walked in, still holding a jade-white bowl in his hand, "Awake?" ”
Su Xun nodded obediently, looked at the porridge in Xie Ziyu's hand, and just rubbed his stomach subconsciously.
Xie Ziyu picked up his clothes and sat on the edge of the bed, knocking on the door of her head, "I know that you are hungry, the porridge that the master personally cooked, taste it?" ”
Su Xun's eyes lit up, "Brother can make porridge?" ”
"What's so hard about making porridge?" Xie Ziyu's face showed a little unswerving, "Saving people can save you from fainting, and the master can be regarded as having a long experience, if you are so reckless next time, the master will throw you out to fend for yourself and return to Shengjing City by yourself." ”
Xie Ziyu was used to being hard-mouthed and soft-hearted in front of Su Xun, so he picked up the spoon and blew it on his mouth, and gently handed it to Su Xun's lips.
Su Xun's eyebrows bent slightly, he lowered his head and drank the porridge in the spoon, and then grabbed Xie Ziyu's waist and said coquettishly, "Brother will scare Wanwan, in fact, when Wanwan is tired, my brother doesn't know how distressed he is." ”
Xie Ziyu snorted lightly, and wiped the rice stains on Su Xun's lips with his fingertips, "How does it taste?" ”
"The porridge made by my brother is naturally delicious, and Wanwan has never eaten it, but is there still it in the kitchen? Wanwan wants to drink three bowls! Su Xun said sweetly.
Xie Ziyu hooked his lips and chuckled, "It's more, it's more than enough to feed your pig." ”
Su Xun snorted lightly in protest, and took a few more sips of the spoon handed over by Xie Ziyu, "Can today's patients settle down?" ”