In the past, when Geng Mo complained about Hongmeng's borrowing, there was no reaction to this thing.

But as soon as his words fell today, Hongmeng's voice appeared in his mind: "Wu Jutong in history did participate in the treatment of the plague, and in the process of treating the plague, he improved the Niuhuang Qingxin Pill, which was later known as the Angong Niuhuang Pill, but the historical trajectory was slightly offset due to the appearance of the host. ”

Geng Mo was immediately stunned, co-author Wu Jutong had not yet taken action to treat the plague because of his arrival, could it be that this is the so-called butterfly effect.

Just thinking about it, Hongmeng's voice sounded again: "If there is death during the treatment, the account will be calculated to the host's head according to the causal cycle, and it has nothing to do with the system." ”

Geng Mo didn't take a breath and almost turned his back on him, it turned out that he was waiting for him.

But he was not convinced, and said angrily: "You fart, if it weren't for the task you arranged, I would have been able to come here, I really had a good hand." ”

Hongmeng borrowed and seemed to be on the same page with him, and directly retorted: "Please pay attention to your words, the host, the task is voluntarily received by you, and you are responsible for all the consequences." ”

"Ahem! Cough! Cough! ”

Geng Mo was almost angry and vomited blood, but when he was angry, he was angry, and there was really nothing wrong with what he said.

Yes, it's all voluntary, no wonder others.

Just when he was depressed, Wu Jutong asked with a frightened face, "Who is Brother Geng talking to?" ”

Geng Mo then remembered that there was still a person standing next to him, so his eyes turned to his heart, and he flickered: "Does Lord Wu believe that there are gods in this world?" ”

Obviously, Geng Mo was ready to fool Wu Jutong with theology.

Wu Jutong was stunned for a moment, and then pointed to heaven and said: "There are gods three feet above your head, so you can naturally believe it." ”

Heck, the letter will be easy to do.

Geng Mo was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly continued to flicker: "The reason why I said that Lord Wu has a wonderful hand to rejuvenate is because I had a dream last night, in which an old immortal told me that this plague cannot be broken unless Lord Wu can't break it, and I hope that Lord Wu will quickly help and save the people from fire and water." ”

This guy can really fool, his expression is vivid, his words are sincere, it's no problem to win an Oscar.

I don't know if others believe it or not, anyway, Wu Jutong really believed it, and even asked him with anticipation: "May I ask if the immortals can leave a way to cure the epidemic?" ”

Geng Mo secretly rolled his eyes, if there is a way, I will look for you.

Hey, no.

He just wanted to tell Wu Jutong that he didn't, but suddenly remembered what Hongmeng had just said, which seemed to mean that Wu Jutong had improved the Niu Huang Qingxin Pill in the process of treating the plague.

Could it be that the special medicine for the treatment of plague is the improved Niu Huang Qingxin Pill, which is later known as the Angong Niu Huang Pill.

Thinking of this, Geng Mo pretended to say: "Naturally, there is, but the immortals also said that the heavenly secret should not be revealed, but it just gave me a small hint, that is, the bezoar Qingxin pill." ”

"Bezoar Qingxin Pill?" Wu Jutong couldn't help but fall into deep thought, and then pulled Geng Mo up and ran.

Geng Mo was startled, don't look at Wu Jutong's thin and weak appearance, but his hand strength is really not small, he couldn't break free, so he could only ask anxiously: "Lord Wu, where are you taking me?" ”

"Too Hospital!" Wu Ju replied without replying.

Geng Mo is bitter in his heart, you go to the hospital by yourself, what are you doing with me?

Don't look at both places around the palace, but it's tiring to run for a person.

Wu Jutong hugged his fists at the guard at the door and said politely: "If you are troublesome, let's just say that Wu Jutong of the Siku Pavilion asked to see the envoy of the Qiu Academy." ”

Although Geng Mo didn't know who this Qiu envoy was, he knew that the envoy was the highest official of the Tai Hospital.

It seems that Wu Jutong wants to treat the plague with him.

Who would have thought, as soon as the guard heard that Wu Jutong was the Siku Pavilion, he immediately pushed and said with disgust: "Go, go, the envoy of the Qiu Academy is busy discussing with the imperial doctors about dealing with the plague, and he has no time to deal with you scholars." ”

Wu Jutong was pushed and almost fell to the ground, thanks to Geng Moyan's quick hand to hold him: "My lord, are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay." Wu Jutong hurriedly waved his hand.

Geng Mo turned his head to look at the guard, and heard him muttering there: "It's useless to be a scholar, it's a clean mess!" ”

"You ......"

Geng Mo was furious and wanted to step forward to theorize, but was pulled aside by Wu Jutong.

"Lord Wu, you can bear the other party's excesses." Geng Mo asked in an unkind tone, this Lord Wu is too cowardly.

Wu Jutong glanced at the guards in the distance, and said helplessly: "I can't blame them, at this time, the plague is rampant, and the Tai Hospital has become the busiest place, and our Lord Ji still comes to trouble people all day long, can people not be annoyed?" ”

"Master Ji? Ji Xiaolan? ”

Geng Mo suddenly came to his senses, Geng Mo, who loved watching "Iron Tooth Bronze Tooth Ji Xiaolan" since he was a child, was quite curious about the real Ji Xiaolan, so he hurriedly asked, "I heard that Master Ji is quite knowledgeable?" ”

"It's really learned, but it's just learned." Wu Jutong is upright and dares to tell the truth.

Geng Mo frowned, his eyes subconsciously looked at the guards in the distance, judging from their attitude towards literati, Ji Xiaolan would never be as respected as he was in the TV series.

Just when he was secretly guessing, Wu Jutong couldn't help but open the conversation again: "You said that the more busy you are in the Tai Hospital, Master Ji sends people to disturb you every once in a while, so who is not annoying?" ”

Geng Mo's eyes couldn't help but widen, and he was puzzled: "What did he send someone to do?" ”

"Collect medical information and complete the Siku Quanshu as soon as possible." Wu Jutong shook his head again and again.

Geng Mo is not happy now, when people's lives are at stake, you are still thinking about broken books, isn't this fucking putting the cart before the horse.

For a while, Ji Xiaolan's image in his mind plummeted.

But that's not the point, now I can't even enter the door of the hospital, what to do about the plague.

Faced with Geng Mo's worries, Wu Jutong stomped his heart and said firmly: "I'll do it myself." ”

Originally, Wu Jutong planned to tell the news to the Tai Hospital so that the doctors could come forward to treat him, but now it seems that he can only rely on himself.

Geng Mo wanted this sentence, after all, the task requirement was for him to cooperate with Wu Jutong, not for him to cooperate with Tai Hospital.

After the two left the hospital, they returned directly to Wu Jutong's home, although he is now repairing books, but there is no shortage of medicinal materials at home, it can be seen that as shown in the information, he has long abandoned Confucianism and practiced medicine, but he has not had the opportunity to show it.

Now that the time has come, Wu Jutong, who has been sharpening a sword for seventeen years, is finally about to come out of the sheath.

Wu Jutong looked at Geng Mo with a straight face and pleaded, "Brother Geng, I need your help." ”