"Jun Yang!" &1t;/p>

Shi Qingxue screamed in surprise and pounced violently, holding the person in her arms before Mo Junyang fell to the ground. &1t;/p>

At that moment, she felt her heart cracked, her legs were weak, and she fell to the ground in the posture of embracing Mo Junyang. &1t;/p>

She shouted Mo Junyang's name one after another, but by the time they went to look, Mo Junyang had already closed his eyes and fell into a coma. &1t;/p>

Wei Zichao took out his long sword again and put it on Xiao Qijun's body, and asked sharply, "What did you do to your master?" ”&1t;/p>

The other villagers present saw that their village owner was being driven with a sword, and they also invariably aimed their weapons at Wei Zichao and surrounded them, "Let go of the village master!" ”&1t;/p>

For a while, the scene was tense, and it was just a point. &1t;/p>

Xiao Qijun's face was also surprised, and Mo Junyang, who was in a coma, couldn't react a little, and muttered in his mouth: "How can this be? Why is this happening......"&1t;/p>

Wei Zichao glared, "I still want to ask you!" ”&1t;/p>

Xiao Qijun hurriedly said: "When I fell off the cliff, I obviously saw him safe and sound, and you also saw him sitting here just now, why did he suddenly ...... made ......"&1t;/p>

As if thinking of a possibility, Xiao Qijun's face changed suddenly, and he shouted to the villagers in a hoarse voice: "Go and invite Dr. Liang!" ”&1t;/p>

Villagers, look at me, I'll look at you, and then one of them put down the big knife in his hand and replied in a weak voice: "Yes!" ”&1t;/p>

I hurried to find someone. &1t;/p>

Dr. Liang hurried over with the medicine box on his back, and he didn't need to be explained by others to find the patient, and while opening the medicine box, he squatted on the ground to check Mo Junyang's pulse. &1t;/p>

He first probed on Mo Junyang's wrist for a moment, and then opened Mo Junyang's eyes and mouth in turn to observe carefully. &1t;/p>

"Doctor, how is he?" Shi Qingxue couldn't help asking. &1t;/p>

Just now, when she was waiting for the doctor, she consciously inspected Mo Junyang's body, and there were no ordinary bruises, let alone serious injuries that were enough to cause Mo Junyang to fall unconscious. &1t;/p>

It wasn't an external injury, but Shi Qingxue wasn't happy at all, for fear that Mo Junyang would be seriously injured when she didn't know it. &1t;/p>

But Dr. Liang's reaction was even worse than Shi Qingxue's most pessimistic estimate, and it could almost be regarded as a stool and a frightened face. &1t;/p>

Dr. Liang even took a big step back, covering his mouth and nose, and a vague voice came from between his fingers. &1t;/p>

"It's the plague!" &1t;/p>

"What?" &1t;/p>

Dr. Liang's three words exploded in everyone's ears in an instant, and everyone took several steps back from Dr. Liang's movements, for fear that they would be infected if they stood in place for a longer time. &1t;/p>

The people of Jiangzhou City talked about the plague, and even a bold person like Xiao Qijun lost his face when he heard the plague, and his eyes were full of defense. &1t;/p>

Shi Qingxue didn't let go of Mo Junyang's hand at all, but frowned and glared at Doctor Liang, "What are you talking about?" ”&1t;/p>

Didn't Mo Junyang venture to Shang Village to thoroughly investigate the plague that disappeared for no reason? &1t;/p>

But when the plague is gone, why is it coming back? &1t;/p>

Shi Qingxue didn't believe it, but Dr. Liang said firmly: "The old man has treated many plague patients, and the initial symptoms of each of them are coma and high fever, and other symptoms are exactly the same as those of plague patients. If this young lady still doesn't believe it, then the old man has nothing to say! ”&1t;/p>

"Don't talk nonsense, you're a doctor, why don't you hurry up and prescribe a prescription to save people?" Shi Qingxue didn't have time to listen to Dr. Liang dictate the symptoms and course of the plague, so she only angrily asked the other party to cure Mo Junyang! &1t;/p>

However, Dr. Liang lowered his head at this time, and replied hesitantly: "This plague has not yet found a cure, although the old man can diagnose the disease, but I am afraid that he will ...... in the matter of curing the disease and saving people"&1t;/p>

Dr. Liang went around in a big circle just to express three meanings: first, he couldn't save Mo Junyang; second, no one can save Mo Junyang; Third, Mo Junyang just wait for death! &1t;/p>

Shi Qingxue laughed angrily at Dr. Liang's subtext, and asked Wei Zichao to pick up Mo Junyang and walk out, disdainful of saying anything more to these people. &1t;/p>

This man's medical skills were not good, so she went to another doctor; If the doctor in the entire Jiangzhou City can't do it, then she will go back to the palace to find the imperial doctor and Shen Luo...... &1t;/p>

In short, Mo Junyang must be cured no matter what! &1t;/p>

Shi Qingxue immediately made a decision and asked Wei Zichao to take Mo Junyang back to Jiangzhou City to see the old doctor. &1t;/p>

When the old doctor heard that it was a plague, he refused to see Mo Junyang at all at first, but Wei Ziye put a knife on the old doctor's neck before the other party reluctantly agreed. &1t;/p>

When he saw a doctor, the old doctor covered his whole body tightly, revealing only a pair of cloudy eyes, and he did not forget the layer of gauze. &1t;/p>

When he was close to the hospital bed, he also stopped three times at a time, as if there was some kind of flood beast lying on the bed, and he was going to send him to death. &1t;/p>

Shi Qingxue was impatient by the old doctor's actions, and directly grabbed the person to the bed, "You should see a doctor quickly, now you can't be sure if it's a plague?" ”&1t;/p>

The old doctor had no choice but to grab Mo Junyang's hand to diagnose people's pulses, but the longer he looked at it, the worse the look in his eyes became, and finally he almost jumped off the bedside, pointed to the bed tremblingly and said, "Really, it's really a plague!" ”&1t;/p>

After he finished shouting, seeing that Shi Qingxue and the others didn't even move at all, he hurriedly said: "That's an invisible plague that kills people!" What are you still doing there, why don't you get out of the way? ”&1t;/p>

Shi Qingxue just frowned and glared at him, "Don't talk this nonsense, since you have found out the symptoms, hurry up and prescribe a prescription to save people!" ”&1t;/p>

Nothing else was said at this time! &1t;/p>

The old doctor didn't expect that these people were not afraid of death, and when they heard that it was the plague, none of them hid. &1t;/p>

But he didn't want to die at all! &1t;/p>

The old doctor wanted to cry and explained without tears: "Jiangzhou City has not been able to develop a prescription for the epidemic so far, and the people can only stay at home and wait for death when they get sick, and the rich people may be able to use precious medicinal materials to hang their lives for a few days, but if you really want to say, it is all ......in vain"&1t;/p>."

When the old doctor saw this, Qingxue's face became extremely ugly, and he didn't dare to continue. &1t;/p>

Shi Qingxue stared at the old doctor, and emphasized word by word again: "In short, I will ask you a word, you can't prescribe a prescription." ”&1t;/p>

"I ......" The old doctor's head was only halfway shaken, and when he saw the bright sword in Wei Ziye's hand, he suddenly moved his head back, and whispered: "The old man does have a prescription in his hand, but he has never tried it, I don't know if it will work?" ”&1t;/p>

In fact, what the old doctor wanted to say was that the prescription in his hand was at most only to allow the patient to live a few more days, and it was impossible to recover. &1t;/p>

But these people looked fierce and vicious, he didn't dare to say it, for fear that his life would be lost after he said it. &1t;/p>

"Since there is a prescription, Winter Frost, you hurry up and go with the old doctor to grab the medicine and decoction. Remember, you have to do it all the way, and you can't fake the hands of others, do you hear? Shi Qingxue hurriedly ordered. &1t;/p>

The winter frost fell one by one, and he didn't give the old doctor a chance to protest, so he pulled people down. &1t;/p>

Wei Zichao asked worriedly: "Liuniang, this doctor looks like a second knife, and I don't know if the medical skills are not passable, and my subordinates are worried about ......"&1t;/p>."

Shi Qingxue raised her hand to interrupt the other party's words and said, "I know, but we can only trust him now." &1t;/p>

Zichao, you hurry up and go back to Kyoto now to invite Shen Luo, we can delay it for a day, and we must wait until you invite Shen Luo, so you must be fast, you know? ”&1t;/p>

Wei Zichao knew that Shi Qingxue made two preparations, and nodded hurriedly, "My subordinates will go!" must live up to the trust of Liuniang! ”&1t;/p>

Shi Qingxue looked at Wei Zichao's back as he was about to leave, but her hanging heart did not relax at all. &1t;/p>

Among them, Wei Zichao's light skills are the best, and the journey from Jiangzhou City to Kyoto for more than ten days has been compressed by the other party, and it is expected to arrive in five or six days, and it may take twelve or three days to come and go at the earliest. &1t;/p>

According to the course of the plague, from the onset of symptoms to death at the latest, it did not last more than half a month, and most people often died in less than ten days. &1t;/p>

Time is so hanging, Shi Qingxue only hopes that Wei Zichao's tutorial will be faster, and the old doctor's medicine will work a little more, but in addition, she is helpless. &1t;/p>

Half an hour later, Dongshuang entered the house with the medicine bowl, and saw that Qingxue was still sitting on the edge of the bed motionless, and stepped forward a little anxiously. &1t;/p>

Holding medicine in one hand, and wanting to pull Shi Qingxue out with the other, "Liuniang, there are slaves and maids here to serve, and the slaves and maids must try their best to take care of Mo Shizi, so you don't have to worry!" Your body is weak, so stay away! If you also have three long and two short, how can the slave and maid explain to the old lady! ”&1t;/p>

Shi Qingxue bypassed Dongshuang's hand, took the medicine bowl in her hand, sat on the edge of the bed and refused to leave, and said coldly: "If I don't leave, I'll stay here and take care of him." ”&1t;/p>

"Can be ......" &1t;/p>

Dongshuang wanted to persuade her again, but Qingxue directly interrupted her, "If you are really unfortunate enough to be infected, it is also the will of God." In the previous life, I was fortunate to return to nothingness with him, so it is good that this life is the same! ”&1t;/p>

In the previous life, after Qing Xue died, she turned into a soul and followed Mo Junyang until Mo Junyang died of illness, and she also disappeared between heaven and earth. &1t;/p>

Now that I think about it, that is probably the most romantic thing between her and Mo Junyang. &1t;/p>

She stole the rebirth of this life, as if she was born for Mo Junyang, in order to make that man no longer lonely. &1t;/p>

By now, she can't remember the deep hatred between her and Mo Junhao, and her mind is full of Mo Junyang, as long as he is safe and sound. &1t;/p>

Qingxue's voice was sonorous and powerful, with a resoluteness that no one could shake, which made Dongshuang stunned when she heard it, and she forgot to ask what she meant in her previous life? &1t;/p>

I just watched stunned Shi Qingxue half-helped Mo Junyang up, and then fed Mo Junyang medicine little by little. &1t;/p>

When the bowl of medicine was about to be fed, Dongshuang remembered at this time that feeding the medicine was her job! &1t;/p>

Dongshuang hurriedly wanted to grab the medicine bowl, "Liuniang, let's let the slave come!" ”&1t;/p>

Shi Qingxue didn't let her, but said: "I'll take care of the medicine, and you will be responsible for boiling the medicine in the future, don't go into this house if you don't have anything to do!" ”&1t;/p>

"Liuniang!" Winterfrost's eyes widened in surprise. &1t;/p>

Shi Qingxue doesn't want her? &1t;/p>

Winter Frost only felt a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and looked at Shi Qingxue with a helpless face, feeling that his slave life had come to an end. &1t;/p>()

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