A month later, an epidemic broke out in Wangcheng, a large number of people were infected, and there was a tendency to spread outward, looking for famous doctors everywhere to see all but to no avail, but also infected with the disease, people were panicked for a while, and the disease was all over the street.

The people went to the gate of the palace to ask the priest for blessing, but the priest cast a spell, but it could only relieve the pain and inhibit the spread, but could not be eradicated.

In order to stabilize the epidemic every day, Chao Yuli casts spells frequently, and he is so tired that his eyes are a little blue and black, and his lips are white. Seeing him like this, the puppet was very distressed, and one day he dragged him and said that he would not let him go.

Chao Yuli drank tea and moistened his throat, remembering the epidemic situation of the people outside. Chaomu flipped through the books and kept looking for a way.

"Nephew... Child, if you can't stabilize the epidemic this time, I'm afraid you, the priest, will lose your reputation! The Seventh Prince, Fan Yi, looked at his third son worriedly.

Chao Yuli doesn't care about the so-called prestige, but his mother has always hoped that he will become a person who benefits the common people in the world.

He remembered that when he was a child, his mother gently touched his face and said softly: "My son was born with wisdom roots, and he will practice magic well in the future to benefit the common people." ”

"My lord, there are gods outside who seem to be treating the epidemic, and some patients have been cured." A guard hurriedly came in to report, and Chao Mu strode out when he heard this, followed by Chao Yuli and the puppet ghost.

The streets were full of groaning patients, their faces as dead as ashes, and they were desolate.

Fan Yi saw a man in a black cloak squatting down and holding the patient's hand, after a while, the patient was much more energetic, and the swelling on his body caused by the epidemic slowly disappeared.

"This gruel contains medicine to cure the disease, if you can trust me, please line up to receive it in turn, if you can't get well after eating the porridge, come to me to cure it personally." The man in black exited a clear and gentle woman's voice.

The spread of the epidemic is already serious, and many people are terminally ill, and now someone has given a way, but they can only walk up, and they can only believe in the man in black. A few people were the first to try the porridge, and after drinking it, the man in black pressed their pulse, and they felt that their weakness was refilled with new vitality, and the epidemic seemed to be gradually leaving their bodies.

Some of the people who were a little hesitant also believed when they saw that the swollen bags on those people quickly dissipated and their spirits regained their spirits.

The queue to receive the porridge lined up from Liangfu to Wuli Lane, and the ten-mile road was stuffed to the brim, and the man in black had been guarding the soup porridge beside him, and if there was an emergency or the medicine of the porridge was insufficient, he would immediately come forward to help.

The soup kitchen and the follow-up diagnosis and treatment of the patient lasted for more than half a month, and finally it was over, and the man in black staggered into a room in the Liang Mansion, fell asleep, and for most of the month, she had to sleep secretly for two hours a day, and now she can finally rest well.

Feng Luxiu stepped into the room, saw that the person on the bed was sleeping soundly, sighed, helped her to take off her black cloak and shoes and socks for her, tucked the quilt, withdrew from the room, and ordered people to guard it so that no one should disturb her.

There was a lot of noise outside the door of the Liang Mansion, and Feng Luxiu hurriedly went from the gate to the room, only to see that the girl had not yet woken up.

She had slept for a day and a night, and looking at her quiet sleeping face, she couldn't bear to wake her up, and her hand that wanted to wake her up turned and touched her face.

"Miss, wake up! The master told you to go out, and there are many people waiting for you outside! A servant rushed in and shouted, Su Liu woke up slowly, and Feng Luxiu stopped in a panic.

When the maid saw Feng Luxiu, she timidly called out to her uncle, and hurriedly retreated.

Su Liu didn't get a drop of water for a day and a night, his throat was dry, and his lips were glued together, so he had to blink and look at Feng Luxiu.

"It's time for you to get up and be a saint." Feng Luxiu saw Su Liu staring at him, his heart was flustered, and he left after saying something, and the maid who had just broken in dared to come in, helped Su Liu up, and began to wash and dress up.

Su Liu was obediently carried by the maids like a puppet, ate a few pastries, and then put on a black cloak and walked out.