Mu Xun was still sitting on the edge of the bed and administering the needle, his expression was serious, he was cautious with every needle, Qin Huai and Yueluo behind him stared at his movements, for fear of missing every moment when Qin Sang woke up.

Qin Huai is no longer the decadence of yesterday, he is dressed very neatly at this time, and the beard on his face is also clean-shaven, but the bloodshot eyes still betray him, where can he sleep peacefully? Qin Sang loves to be neat and tidy on weekdays, he just doesn't want to let him down.

"Uh...", Qin Sang let out a low groan, and Mu Xun Shi's hand couldn't help but tremble even more.

Qin Huai greeted him with a smile and called softly: "Dad, Dad, are you awake"?

Yueluo also walked over immediately, with a smile on her tired face.

Qin Sang slowly opened his eyes and slowly raised his trembling hand, Qin Huai grabbed his hand, sat on the edge of the bed and smiled and whispered, "Dad, my son is here"!

Mu Xun got up, turned his back to a few people, his eyes were suddenly full of tears, he still couldn't save him after all, this sign of suddenly waking up, I'm afraid it's just a return to the light.

Qin Sang stroked his son's face, his face was full of love, and he said distressedly: "Huai'er, you have lost weight."

Qin Huai shook his head desperately: "Huai'er is fine, as long as your father is safe."

Qin Sang knew his situation, turned his eyes to look at the moonfall on the side, and stretched out his trembling hand, Yueluo hurriedly took his hand and forced out a wry smile: "Master, the moonfall is here"!

Qin Sang held his hand tightly and choked up: "Luo'er, for me, take care of, take care of Huai'er, help him, protect, protect, Yueyang's hundred...", he closed his eyes before he finished speaking, and the hand in Yueluo's hand suddenly slipped down, as if he suddenly understood something, he was stunned.

"Bang, bang...", thunder sounded in the sky again, and the rain became heavier and heavier.

Qin Huai took his father's hand, desperately let it touch his cheek, and muttered: "Dad, you're fine, you'll be fine."

Turning his head to Mu Xun's back, he shouted: "Uncle Mu, you said that my father would wake up, he was just asleep, right?"

Mu Xun shook his head and sighed: "Qin Gongzi mourns, I did my best." He didn't want to see such a scene, and slowly walked away with heavy steps.

As if the last hope was lost, the pent-up emotions exploded instantly, and he cried bitterly and shouted, "Dad..."

Before Ji Nuan and Yu Man approached, the heart-rending cry had already reached their ears. "Bang, bang...", thunder sounded in the sky again, Ji Nuan's heart sank, and a bad premonition followed.

Soon Mu Xun had stumbled out of the room, and his medical immortal Mu Xun was just an ordinary person after all.

Ji Nuan stretched out his hand to help him.

Mu Xun raised his head, the bloodshot eyes were no better than Qin Huai, he worked day and night to administer needles, medicines, and medical books, he really tried his best.

Mu Xun waved his hand and staggered away.

The two then walked into the door, and Yueluo endured her grief and gently stroked Qin Huai's back, her eyes were already full of tears. Then he suddenly knelt down again, kowtowed three times at Qin Sang, and choked up: "Master rest assured, the moon will not dishonor the master's life."

Seeing this, Ji Nuan and Yu Man also bowed deeply to Qin Sang, Ji Nuan turned to Qin Huai and said, "Senior Brother Qin, please mourn, the people of Yueyang still need you." But having said that, she herself is so uncomfortable, let alone Qin Huai?

Qin Huai slowly put down his father's hand, carefully covered him with the quilt, then knelt down, looked at him and said firmly: "Father goes all the way, Qin Huai will definitely do his best to protect the people of Yueyang and never let his father down." Then there were three more knocks...

Qin Sang's affairs were very low-key, and in order not to cause panic among the people, the Qin Mansion did not hang white silk. But there is no impermeable wall in the world, and the people still know about this matter, and they are all in danger, for fear that the next one will be their turn.

Two days later, several of Hui Xiangyuan's older patients also died. Immediately after that, several more people were brought in, all of them with sores on their faces and wailing.

Ji Nuan didn't leave after all, how could she bear to leave at this time. She squatted on the ground, constantly feeding and rubbing medicine to one sick person after another, and her originally thin little face looked thinner and thinner.

However, Mu Xun's medicine still did not have any effect, and more and more people died one after another. As a healer, no one is more distressed than him.

Perhaps because they were on the verge of death, or perhaps because there was no hope of living, those sick people were no longer willing to drink medicine. No matter how the people in the Xianmen persuade them, they still don't drink it, since drinking it is death, and not drinking it is death, so why drink it again.

Mu Xun's face, which originally did not have a trace of wrinkles, also climbed into wrinkles at this moment, he raised his head and poured a pot of old wine, and said with a wry smile: "Mu Xun, Mu Xun, you are really a vain healer", and his expression was even more desolate.

The people who were not sick began to bang desperately on the gates, and they did not want to die. The gate of the city under the enchantment did not move, and they became angry and began to insult the people in the fairy gate, saying that they were vain monks, and did not care about the life and death of the people, and how could the dead not be them, and so on.

These words are uncomfortable for anyone to listen to, but none of them say much, and they still keep pounding and decocting medicine every day, and even if they are fried, no one may drink them...

"The Jade Emperor has appeared, the Jade Emperor has appeared, we have been saved...".

The young man waved his palms and ran towards Huixiangyuan, his face full of joy that could not be hidden.

He ran into Huixiang Garden excitedly and began to say breathlessly: "Jade Emperor, you have appeared, you are saved."

The originally lifeless crowd suddenly exploded, and a middle-aged man immediately asked, "Are you telling the truth, what is going on?"

"What's going on?

Everyone was talking, and Ji Nuan couldn't help but come over. The young man slowly calmed down and continued: "The Jade Emperor has appeared, and the immortals have given medicine to cure my mother, and you are all saved."

"Slow down and make it clear what's going on"?

"yes, to make it clear"...

Seeing the impatience of everyone, the young man began to speak slowly.

Yesterday, he woke up early as usual and went to visit his seriously ill mother in the house.

"Ahem...", the woman was half-lying on the edge of the bed, clutching her chest and gasping weakly. The young man immediately rushed through the door, and saw that the woman's face was pale, and there was still a trace of blood on the corner of her mouth. He knew that his mother was dying.

"Mother, if you still have any wishes, just tell me, and I will help you fulfill them." He had long heard that Mu Xun was a quack doctor and couldn't save them at all, even the Qin sect master was dead, and his mother was definitely hopeless, and all he could do was help his mother fulfill her last wish.

"I, I want to go to the Jade Emperor again, the Jade Emperor Temple, and the Pillar Incense." The old woman spoke her wishes in fits and starts. The young man responded with a "yes" when he heard this, and then went to the Jade Emperor Temple with the old woman on his back.

The Jade Emperor Temple is located in Yueyang Zhishuijian, Zhishuijian is a small village, it is backed by Qilin Mountain, facing Yueyang City.

The young man was a villager of Zhishuijian, and his house was not far from the Jade Emperor, and it didn't take long for him to carry the woman into the Jade Emperor Temple, and then carefully put her down, and took a pillar of incense and handed it to her, and then helped the trembling woman to kneel down slowly and kowtow.

"Master Jade Emperor! Why did a woman who had eaten fasting and recited Buddha all her life, but in the end she still had no good end?" The woman seemed to be much more energetic, she was unwilling, and everyone in the world was afraid of death, and she was no exception.

"It's not that the Jade Emperor doesn't want to help you, it's that you are stubborn and mistrust others." The person touched his beard lightly and shook his head and sighed, he put on his robe, and held a bamboo tube in his hand, which was full of bamboo sticks, and then he shook the bamboo tube, and the bamboo sticks also shook, making a "frame clang" sound.

The old woman raised her head, her eyes were full of doubts, she often came to this Jade Emperor Temple, and she didn't remember when there was a Taoist!

"What do you mean"?

The young man was a little annoyed, and when he was about to open his mouth to insult, the man immediately waved his hand and smiled: "You don't have to be nervous, I am an immortal servant by the Jade Emperor's side, and this time I went down to earth to read your mother's devotion to the Buddha, and I came here to help."

"Mother, don't believe him, let's go."

Where would the young man easily believe his words, and helped his mother to walk away, the man spoke again: "Foolish, it is not a pity to die."

The young man turned around angrily, raised his fist and was about to make a move, but the woman hurriedly grabbed him, bent down at the man, and said respectfully, "Is there a way to save me?"

"Of course, if you recite your heart to the Buddha, this will be given to you, and you will go back and burn the water and take it, and you will be cured in a few days." The man took out a charm and handed it to the old woman, and before they could say anything more, he suddenly disappeared again.

The boy looked around and couldn't find any trace of him, he didn't believe it at all, but now he was skeptical, thinking that if he didn't drink it, his mother would definitely die, and if he drank it, what if it was useful?

When he got home, he did as the man had commanded, and he burned the charm, mixed it with water, and gave it to the woman. The woman hesitated for a moment, then tilted her head and poured it down.

After that, the boy helped her to lie down, and began to go out to work. It wasn't until dinner that he carried the porridge into the door, and he was stunned to see the scene before him, only to see that his mother had already sat up, smiling and waving at him, and her pale face was finally bloody, and the pustules on her face had long since disappeared.

Then, the old woman got out of bed and walked to him, reached out to take the porridge in his hand, ate it in a big gulp, and kept exclaiming: "It's delicious, it's delicious." His mental state was obviously much better than before he was sick.

"This is how it happened, if you don't believe me, you can come with me to see, my mother is working in the field at the moment!" The young man pointed to the door excitedly, looking extremely excited.

Everyone felt unbelievable after hearing this, but in the spirit of the psychology of a dead horse being a live horse doctor, those people who were less ill had already gotten up, stumbled to the young man's side, and couldn't wait to follow.

Ji Nuan vaguely felt that something was wrong, and kindly suggested: "Wait a minute, something is abnormal, I don't think you should go, I'll go and help you take a look first!"

But they didn't appreciate it, in the final analysis, it was because Mu Xun's medicine couldn't save them at all. Then they followed the boy away in a swarm, and they didn't forget to mutter: "If you don't go, will you wait here to die"...

Except for some patients who couldn't get up, all those who could walk left, Ji Nuan shook his head and followed, and Yu Man followed.

Zhang Yuheng is young and curious, so he naturally wants to join in the fun of such a thing, he jumped up and down, and Zhang Yuning had no choice but to follow.

Cheng Xiaorou looked at Ji Nuan's back, and felt a sour feeling in her heart, she was so kind, she had always treated others sincerely, how could she blame her for her senior brother's affairs. But although she was clear in her heart, she still couldn't let go, shook her head, and continued to fan the medicine stove with a pu fan.

Tang Yanyan looked at her lonely expression, and felt very unbearable, but he was not the person in her heart after all. At this time, all persuasion will only backfire, so let her think again!