After Mingyue fed the little black head soup, it fell asleep in a daze. Qingfeng, Mingyue, and Ziyou withdrew from the room, and Ziyou suddenly said, "Xiaoyue, how long has this epidemic lasted?"

"Alas!" Mingyue sighed when she heard this, and said ashamedly: "According to the illness calendar, the first case occurred a week ago. I just didn't expect it to spread so quickly, and I used up all the useful herbs, all of which had no effect. ”

This heavy topic caused a moment of silence between the three of them, and Ziyou saw that Mingyue's face was tired, and comforted: "I have also experienced a plague before, and the situation is the same, I can't control it. Don't worry, any bad situation will pass, don't we have little blackheads now? For the time being, don't worry about any more villagers dying because of the epidemic. ”

"Yes, don't worry, you all go get some rest now, and I'll keep vigil." Qingfeng was a little distressed, but in just a week, Xiao Yue had lost a lot of weight, compared to the patients in the medical hall next to him, he only had Xiao Yue in his eyes.

"Well, Brother Qingfeng, you have worked hard, Xiaoyue will accompany you in the second half of the night, and you should also rest for a while. Qingfeng took care of herself, how could Mingyue not know that for the past week, Qingfeng had squinted for less than two hours every day in the morning.

His eyes were full of exhaustion, and he climbed the mountain with a cloud of dark circles under his eyes, which couldn't help but make people feel distressed when they looked at it.

She couldn't help but help him soothe it.

Ziyou saw that they had reached the point where they were like glue, and she couldn't help but feel sorry for the Demon Venerable in her heart, remembering Qingfeng's love for Mingyue ten years ago, she should have guessed that it would be like this.

In the relationship of three people, there will always be one person who will be hurt.

And what about her? It's just wishful thinking, and it's impossible to get the other party's attention, let alone such a picture of mutual affection.

The next day, when Mingyue came to the hospital again, she thought that the situation would be even worse, but today she was surprised to find that the condition of Uncle Song's wife, Aunt Song, showed signs of improvement.

"Sister Ziyou, Brother Qingfeng, come here!" she shouted happily, and then squatted next to Aunt Song.

"What's wrong?" Qingfeng and Zi hurriedly put down the patient in front of them and walked towards Mingyue, and asked together.

"Look, the red blisters on Aunt Song's face are all scabbed, and the temperature is close to normal, I think there are signs of improvement. ”

"Aunt Song, did you eat something?" Qingfeng asked tentatively.

Aunt Song's mouth is always idle on weekdays, and every time Qingfeng sees Aunt Song, she always chews something delicious in her mouth.

"I took the medicine that Xiaoyue gave me!" Aunt Song replied with some confusion, wondering when the two of them stopped sharing information.

"The medicine I gave?" Mingyue's eyes widened in surprise.

"Aunt Song, are you mistaken! Xiaoyue has been with me last night, and she hasn't come to deliver medicine. Ziyou is sure that Aunt Song must have seen the flowers.

"Yes, Aunt Song, Xiaoyue really didn't leave the farmhouse last night, you can remember it well. At this time, Mingyue felt that Aunt Song was old, and her head might have become a little confused, maybe because she appeared in front of her every day, and then she naturally always thought of herself.

Aunt Song took out a bag of things from her arms and put them in front of them, Qingfeng untied the bag suspiciously, and inside were black pills one by one.

"Aunt Song, did you take this medicine?" Qingfeng asked with his head up.

"Yes-" Aunt Song nodded solemnly, "I didn't lie to you, it was really given by Xiao Yue, I was still thinking, why didn't Xiao Yue come and deliver medicine to me during the day?"

At this time, the red blisters on her face and body actually fell off the black scab at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Aunt Song, who had changed her new skin, seemed to be ten years younger.

"Really...... It's really healed!" Mingyue looked at Aunt Song in surprise, who had changed her appearance rapidly.

Qingfeng picked up a pill from the bag and lowered his head in thought.

"Could it be that there is a master secretly helping him? I don't know which master it is, Xiao Yue really wants to thank him. Mingyue looked at the bag of bulging pills in Qingfeng's hand, so much, it is estimated that all the sick villagers in Jinling City can be cured.

"Xiao Yue," Qingfeng calmly splashed away Mingyue's optimism, and said with a frown: "Reality tells us that pies will never fall from the sky. ”

He thought of all the things he had experienced with Mingyue in the past, there were always gains and losses, and I was not so optimistic.

Thinking of this, he condensed his eyebrows and asked silently to the sleeping white shadow in his heart, the white shadow was woken up by him early in the morning, but he still replied patiently: "Last night? I didn't have any induction, there is only one possibility in this situation, that is, the other party doesn't want us to know who he is." ”

Mingyue looked at Qingfeng's serious appearance, she also had to re-examine this matter, looked at the pill in Qingfeng's hand, and asked, "Brother Qingfeng, let's distribute the pills to the villagers first! As for who sent the pills, I think if he had a purpose, he would definitely take the initiative to appear later." ”

"Good. ”

The three of them gave everyone all the pills in their hands together, and at first everyone was very hesitant, afraid that this inexplicable pill would aggravate their condition, but then looking at Aunt Song, who was now energetic, everyone no longer estimated it, and ate it all.

This pill is really an elixir! Mingyue stood aside, watching the changes in the villagers' bodies, but in the time of half a burnt incense, everyone had returned to their normal appearance.

But she didn't notice that since Aunt Song took the pill out of her arms, Ziyou was silent, and her eyes were full of complexity.

The Demon Venerable Hall regained some popularity because of Yan Bin's reawakening.

She walked in, not like she used to understand the rules, and at a glance, she found that Yan Bin, who was sitting on the Demon Venerable's chair at this time, was extremely weak, and her complexion, which had just gotten up, seemed to have faded back and turned pale.

"Demon Venerable, do you know that your current body is not suitable for casting mana at all, and you even ran to the top of the Phantom, you are extremely irresponsible to yourself like this. ”

Ziyou's cheeks flushed with anger, and she didn't have time to care about the disparity between her status and that of the Demon Venerable, and when she saw the pill loan today, she knew the reason.

The lotus hosta printed with mana on the bag, who else would be so boring except him.

Yan Bin lifted his eyelids and glanced lightly at Ziyou, who was looking down and was full of anger, "The deity said a long time ago that the deity doesn't need your advice on what to do. ”

When Ziyou heard this, he couldn't help but be even more angry.

Who wants to teach you? If it weren't for the years of friendship between them, she didn't bother to care about him, but seeing his pale face and weak voice at this time, she still softened her voice and said: "Demon Venerable, I know that you won't be kind enough to help the sick in the human world, but you should really consider the overall situation, I think there must be a conspiracy behind this epidemic, and he has been ......restless for the past few years."

"Okay," Yan Bin waved his hand and interrupted Ziyou's words, of course he knew that this incident must have something to do with Qing Cang, but when he secretly went to see Mingyue a few days ago, the exhaustion on her face and the fact that she had lost a lot of weight made him feel distressed.