After changing into clean and sealed clothes, and covering his face with pills, he dared to go in to check on Ning Ze's situation.

The guards were all following the instructions of the county lord to stand at the door of the military tent and were not allowed to enter, only the doctor was allowed to enter and exit.

When he entered, he smelled a very strong smell of medicine, and a little judgment knew what kind of medicine they had fed him.

But it's obvious that these conventional drugs don't play a role, and it's ridiculous to add tonic medicine later, don't you know? It's good that this prince didn't vomit blood.

Let's wait for him to diagnose it first!

Zhao Huanting and Qi Shu both stood outside with serious faces, waiting for the doctor to come out of it. Now Ning Ze's situation is not optimistic, and everyone's hearts are hanging in their throats.

Imperial Physician Qiu and Imperial Physician Lin have thought of many methods, but none of them have worked, and the other doctors are all at a loss.

Just as when they first came here, they cared for the wounded, but they still couldn't stop them from dying, and if there were no special circumstances, Ning Ze's situation would be the same as most people infected with the plague, and they could only wait for the time of death to come.

Waiting is the most painful thing to do.

The guards who came with Ning Ze were all waiting for her, Qi Shu walked around anxiously, and she wanted to rush to the tent several times to ask how the doctor was doing.

Can this nameless doctor single-handedly reverse the situation and recapture Ning Ze from the hands of the king of Hades.

As far as Imperial Doctor Qiu's diagnosis is concerned, Ning Ze has no days left to live, and he may die at any time.

When Qi Shu heard such words, her whole heart was about to break, and being powerless and helpless was what made her desperate the most!

In the face of death, Qi Shu has never felt timid, if she is dead, she is dead, anyway, it is a life, take it.

But what about Ning Ze, Ning Ze can't die, at least in Qi Shu's heart, Ning Ze wants to display his talent and ambition in the court of the Wei State to the fullest, and become a world-famous minister, unlike her, to become a very powerful person, he is only in his early twenties, how can he fall in vain?

In Qi Shu's heart, if Ning Ze died, it would be the sorrow of the whole country and the pain of the world!

How could a person who was known as the Bone Heavy God Cold Heaven Temple Vessel die so easily?!

Can't see through the closed military tent, can't see the situation inside, Qi Shu felt that her viscera was burning, but she didn't have the slightest solution.

Doctor, what's going on with the doctor! What the hell is going on!

Qi Shu was about to go crazy.

Just when others didn't pay attention, and waited for a long time until the shadow had fallen behind him, Qi Shu finally couldn't hold back his anxious mood and rushed in.

No protective measures were worn.

The guards next to him are already commonplace, and the style of the county lord is as if she wishes she had the plague herself, and she takes care of the prince every day, but the peculiar thing is that she is not infected with the plague, and those who take care of the refugees are infected a lot.

didn't listen to persuasion, it was useless for the prince to say it, he was very stubborn, so they had no intention of blocking it.

But Zhao Huanting frowned when she saw it, and stretched out her hand to pull her, but she was still a step too slow, Qi Shudu had already rushed in, and the afterimage of the curtain shaking was still in front of his eyes. He was also about to go in, but was blocked by Zhao Siming, and the person next to him had already handed over protective things.

Zhao Huanting didn't even look at the thing, and she stood still and ignored it.

He won't go in, Qi Shu was worried about Ning Ze, and humbly begged for his appearance, he didn't want to look at it anymore.

It's better that his death date has already been determined, and it's best that there is no salvation, so that Qi Shu won't worry about him anymore, after all, Zhao Huanting doesn't want to see the second one anymore.

But what made him embarrassed was that he also wanted Ning Ze to be alive, so that Qi Shu would be willing to go to Zhao State with him.

As long as he goes to Zhao Kingdom, he can always guard her.

Even if this kind of means is a bit despicable, as long as the goal can be achieved, you can do whatever it takes, which is the concept that this Huanting has always adhered to.

If he were Ning Ze, he really didn't have to wait for the other party to like him, he would have already married back, and what would happen to him? The process is not the most important thing, the most important thing is the result.

"Doctor, how is Ning Ze?" Qi Shu rushed in and saw that the doctor was sitting next to Ning Ze, and Ning Ze was struggling to turn over in some pain, his face flushed and very sickly.

And the doctor with his back to her couldn't see the look on his face, and he didn't know whether it was good or bad that was the most abrasive.

Qi Shu couldn't help it and walked over impulsively, but unexpectedly, she tripped over something under her feet, and stumbled into the table and chair, and she suddenly "hissed" in pain, baring her teeth for a long time.

The doctor wanted to make fun of this embarrassed county lord, but when he turned his head, he saw the blood on Qi Shu's shoulder. It turned out that she was moving too much, which caused the wound to open.

Blood soaked through the mud-colored clothes in an instant.

"Your wounds are not healed yet, why are you running around? Waste the old man's hard work, if you knew it, you wouldn't have been pulled back from the ghost gate. There was a hint of concern in the mocking words.

This county lord is a tolerant lady, she can still run around after being so seriously injured, and when she was treated, she was only honest after a few days of miserable howling.

"Doctor, Qi Shu's gratitude is beyond repayment, what is the situation of the prince at the moment?" Qi Shu's eyes darkened for a while, but he still remembered Ning Ze's affairs in his mind, and he staggered up and asked in a somewhat confused tone.

"It's hopeless." The doctor simply threw out three words. It's like the evaluation he gave when he saw the seriously injured Qi Shu.

Hearing that he was helpless, Qi Shu involuntarily took two steps back, his chest rose and fell and was about to cry, and his face was full of grief.

She had seen many soldiers who had been infected with the plague and had been dying for a few days, all of them were like Ning Ze, and it was a miracle that Ning Ze had been able to drag on until now.

The last straw is gone.

Ning Ze is also gone.

"I'll try a few herbs first, but don't ......" Before the doctor could finish speaking, Qi Shu had already pounced and pounced on Ning Ze's side, kneeling on the ground and grabbing his arm, crying silently.

His back was blood-red, and he had already stained most of his back.

stayed up so many nights and guarded Ning Ze inch by inch, but in the end, did he still have to accept his loss?

God pity! If you have to take someone's life, take her!

Ning Ze shouldn't! It shouldn't be!

Seeing Qi Shu's crying appearance, the doctor also closed his mouth, after all, he saw that Ning Ze had been sick for a short time, and now it should be a little too late, he had to try a lot of medicine to see if it could be used, and if he saw the effect, it was estimated that he would already have a handful of white bones.

It's too late, it's too late.

The doctor shook his head and prepared to get up, let her be so sad, people can't be resurrected after death, and they still have to mourn.

As a doctor, he is used to seeing this kind of scene, and it's really not that he is cold-blooded and ruthless.

Once, when he traveled around the world with his master, he also encountered a plague in a small village, and later found out that it was chicken plague, and when he found the source and solved it, there was not much population in the small village.

There is no way, the time it takes to treat is too long, it's really not that he doesn't want treatment, and it is too late for Her Royal Highness the Princess to bring him here, and it is estimated that everyone is almost dead.

"I've only been watching you for a few days!

You can't! You can't just leave!

Ning Ze! Ning Ze! Wake up! Wake up!

Doctor, doctor, look at him!"

Qi Shu couldn't breathe when he cried, his eyes were blue and swollen, his nose and tears fell, his face was miserable and sloppy, and the doctor couldn't help frowning, where was there still a county lord.

I don't know if Ning Ze heard Qi Shu's cry, Ning Ze slowly raised his left hand, but only raised it a little bit high and put it down.

was so frightened that Qi Shu thought that Ning Ze was so frightened that he almost didn't faint.

"Alright, alright! Get out of the way, you can't die for the time being, you get out of the way! If you cry again, you will really cry to death! The doctor reluctantly pulled Qi Shu who was lying beside Ning Ze away.

Isn't this county lord girl worried that she will be infected? None of them were covered tightly like him, and he sighed as he looked at the glaring wound on her back.

After he pulled Qi Shu away, his eyes suddenly thought of something, and something seemed to be wrong.

"Wait, you said you've been guarding Ning Ze for a few days?"

Qi Shu was crying and sobbing, ignoring his image, and he was confused and didn't react when he heard the doctor's question.

It wasn't until the doctor impatiently slapped his little face a few times that he nodded and shook his head.

"Is it or not! Don't cry! What's the use of crying?! ”

Qi Shu sniffed his nose hard and then nodded vigorously in the affirmative.

"That's not right! You didn't bring anything to guard against, you had a wound on your back, and you guarded him for a few days, so why didn't you get infected? ”

In his opinion, Qi Shu and Ning Ze have stayed together for so long, why didn't they have any impact at all? Master said that if the wound breaks and bleeds, the person is more likely to get sick.

Even if it wasn't because of Ning Ze, then Qi Shu had been in this plague land for so long, shouldn't it? Luck with that?

"Is the medicine you use the same medicine I gave you back then?"

"Yes, it can be used both internally and externally." Qi Shu held back his tears, sniffed and said.

"That's a way out." The doctor said with a sigh, this is just a guess on his part, but I don't know if it is really Qi Shu's luck, or if the medicine used by Qi Shu is useful.

"Doctor Lin, Doctor Lin also said something similar, it must be useful." Qi Shu didn't know if he was comforting himself or the doctor by emphasizing this.

"......" hesitated, anyway, this Ning Ze prince has a short life, so let's give her hope.

"Then you can try it, and it will be effective if you can't keep it."

Qi Shu wiped her tears, and then went out, she remembered that her medicine was all packed by Ning Ze's people, and now she went to find them!

How afraid of death can a person be? Or how much can a person want to live?

In order to get a chance to live, even if it is to snatch, it is to do his best.

Every time the imperial doctor entered the military tent to treat Ning Ze, someone would lie on the back of the military tent and eavesdrop to see if there was any news that could be cured.

But it often goes to naught.

But even so, those refugees were unwilling to give up this possibility, so when the unknown doctor entered Ning Ze's military tent, they also habitually lay under the military tent and eavesdropped.

The guards were all guarding in front, because no one who was not infected would not approach the military tent, and those who were infected would not also come to find the infected prince, so naturally, they relaxed their guard.

When the refugees heard the news that there was still no way to do it and that King Guanghan was going to die, they dispersed one after another, and the rest of the undead were still struggling to hold on.

Just like Doctor Qiu said, look forward to what miracle will happen.

One unwarranted speculation on the part of the doctors is enough to drive them crazy.

Medicine, the medicine that cures the plague and lives is at the Qingming County Lord's place, the package of the Qingming County Lord, find the Qingming County Lord.

There are such words clearly written in everyone's minds, as long as they find the county lord of Qingming, they can live! The refugees were all cheered up all at once!

When they swarmed out from behind the tents, the guards were stunned, not understanding what was happening. But it was obvious that the refugees were all running in the direction where the county lord had just left crying.

What's going on? Why is this the case with the good end?

Some of the guards vaguely sensed that something was wrong, and chased after the refugees. Don't go wrong, they can't afford it.

When Qi Shu found the guard who was guarding her baggage, and was about to search for the medicine she was going to apply and the pills she was taking every day, a huge impact knocked her out, along with the burden she was clutching tightly in her hand.

The guards were also caught off guard and were scattered by the refugees.

But this is also something that cannot be helped, there are too many refugees! With people who are shouting that there is salvation, there is salvation, and there is no understanding, all of them naturally followed, for fear that they would miss it and not be their turn, after all, they are people who have lived today and have no tomorrow.

"Go away! Go away! Qi Shu's crying and screaming voices drowned out the surging pile of refugees, and she felt that someone was snatching the burden from her hands.

Many hands! Many hands really! Many hands were pulling desperately, Qi Shu's arm seemed to be torn off, she cried in pain, but she still desperately wrapped it to her chest and neck, firmly protected her chest, and didn't let anyone take it away, this is the last chance, this is the last chance to save Ning Ze! She can't let it! It must not be allowed to be taken away!

Ning Ze! It's her Ning Ze!