"No, it's my fault, there's no way I can save them. Song Ling looked at the sky and felt that this matter could not be delayed any longer, and a solution must be found!

"There's always a way. Chu Linyuan looked at Song Ling and said, but a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

After so many days, Song Ling has basically tried all the methods he can try, but there is still no way, which is already obvious.

After Song Ling heard what Chu Linyuan said, he knew in his heart that Chu Linyuan was just comforting himself, but Song Ling really didn't have any way.

Suddenly, a person flashed in Song Ling's mind, and he thought about it for a moment, maybe this person had a way.

"Lord Night, you watch here first, and I'll go back to the inn. Song Ling said.

When Chu Linyuan heard Song Ling's words, he thought that Song Ling wanted to go back and take a rest, so he nodded: "You should also go back and rest, after all, you have been tired for so long." ”

After Song Ling heard Chu Linyuan's words, he couldn't help laughing, but he didn't say anything, nodded and left.

happened to meet Zhang Guanren on the road, Song Ling immediately waved at Zhang Guanren, and Zhang Guanren saw Song Ling and trotted over.

"Junzhu, what's wrong?Are you looking for anything from me?" Zhang Guanren looked at no one around, and then asked.

"I'll write a letter to Liu Yishou later, and you can help me fly the pigeon and pass it back." Song Ling said in a low voice, a glimmer of hope flashing in his eyes.

When Zhang Guanren heard this, he thought about it for a while, and instantly understood Song Ling's thoughts.

Now that the temple city is in a mess, the plague is menacing, and Song Ling should have no way, so he plans to turn to Liu Yishou for help.

"Okay, Junzhu, don't worry, after you finish writing the letter, I will fly the pigeon and pass the book back. Zhang Guanren nodded at Song Ling, said solemnly, and then the two of them quickly returned to the inn.

As soon as he returned to the inn, Song Ling immediately wrote a letter, and after simply writing down the ins and outs of your plague in Miaocheng, he called Zhang Guanren and asked Zhang Guanren to send the letter.

Zhang Guanren took the envelope and called the carrier pigeon, the carrier pigeon flew to the window and pecked Zhang Guanren's hand, Zhang Guanren tied the letter to the pigeon's feet, touched the pigeon's head and said: "Xijing, let's go!"

As if they could understand, the carrier pigeon fluttered its wings and flew into the sky.

For the next few days, Song Ling stayed in the west of the city, trying to relieve the pain of these patients.

Xijing, Heian Hall.

Liu Yishou looked at the carrier pigeon that flew in, and immediately brought a bowl of water for the carrier pigeon to drink, and then untied the letter on the pigeon's leg, and after frowning and reading it, he felt a little incredulous.

Unexpectedly, Song Ling and the others actually encountered the plague, which had not broken out for a long time.

Immediately, Liu Yishou did not dare to slack off, picked up the pen and ink and began to write down the prescription of treatment, and after a while, Liu Yishou finished writing and tied it to the pigeon's feet.

Liu Yishou looked at the carrier pigeon, gently patted the carrier pigeon's wings and said, "Let's go." ”

And the carrier pigeon seemed to understand Liu Yishou's words, flapped its wings and left.

However, the carrier pigeon came back on the third day, and Zhang Guanren hurriedly gave the letter to Song Ling, and Song Ling opened the letter and saw such a line written on it.

"Nine sections of stone calamus two cents, honeysuckle stamen six coins, a cup of decoction water, take one-third first, put three points into honey and then take it. Why take it first and then take it, not all three flavors at the same time! Liu Yi is supreme. ”

Song Ling looked at this letter, instantly overjoyed, and hurriedly got up and wanted to take the prescription to find the herbs, but he fell to the ground with a bang, and Song Ling fainted.

But after a while, Song Ling opened his eyes blankly, looked at himself lying on the ground, and guessed that he might have been too tired recently, and now that the people take the decoction earlier, the fewer people will die.

This could not be delayed, Song Ling hurriedly got up to look for herbs.

In the middle of the ring, after Song Ling found all the herbs, she asked Chu Linyuan and others to boil the decoction with her, and explained the eating method one by one, but the decoction was boiled in a moment, and the sick people lined up and led the decoction.

"Folks, this time, you must drink all the medicine, and you can't be a little slack. Song Ling delivered the medicine one by one and shouted at the top of his voice.

However, at this moment, the people have hollow eyes, numb faces, and are like walking corpses leading the decoction, and they all feel that they can live for a day, but the decoction is different from the past, and it is still a little troublesome to drink.

The people with the bowls watched General Pingyuan do so for them, so they couldn't just wait for death! Those originally lifeless eyes began to glow.

The next day, Song Ling checked the pulse of the sick people as usual but found that the condition did not improve, Song Ling's mood couldn't help but be a little low, and some people actually comforted Song Ling.

This decoction was used for two days in a row, and the sick people faintly felt that their bodies seemed to be better than before, but they didn't know if it was back to light.

On this day, Song Ling checked their pulse as usual, and was surprised to find that the sick person had improved, which made Song Ling very happy.

Suppressing his excited heart and waiting for the pulse to finish, Song Ling deliberately calmed his face, and the people were accustomed to feeling that the condition was definitely not improving, and some people who felt that they were in better health were a little depressed, and they were afraid that they would die in the future.

Song Ling said with a calm face: "Fellow villagers who are suffering from the plague, your condition has improved today!"

The people wanted to comfort Song Ling, but they didn't expect Song Ling's next words to instantly make these people very happy.

Everyone had a smile on their faces, Song Ling saw that the smile became brighter and brighter, and Chu Linyuan shook his head helplessly when he saw Song Ling's naughty appearance.

"General Pingyuan, is what you said true? Are we really getting better?" a big man cried and said, this look and that figure were really a bit out of harmony.

"Of course, General Ben never lies. Song Ling patted his chest and said, and at this time, Song Ling couldn't help coughing violently, and a trace of grief flashed in his eyes.

"Song Ling, what's wrong with you?" Chu Linyuan's face changed slightly, and he looked at Song Ling and asked, the worry in his tone was self-evident.

Song Ling secretly controlled his veins, and his face became rosy again: "It's okay, I just shot too hard." ”

When Chu Linyuan heard this, he nodded in disbelief.

"General Pingyuan is our savior. A woman spoke.

"yes, woo woo woo I can finally be with my wife. The other big man couldn't help himself from crying.

"Mother, Yuan Bao can meet you!" Yuan Bao also said happily.

Song Ling looked at the happy appearance of the people, and his heart was also very satisfied.