Not long after Fang Zilan placed Uncle Wang on the bed, she saw Awan coming with medicine. There was also a little girl beside her. She looked not much older than her, so she must be Xiaohuan.
"This is the medicine I made according to the method you told me. Please take it first, Uncle Wang." Awan brought the medicine to Fang Zilan. She brought it to Uncle Wang, but saw that he hesitated to take it, "This medicine is …”
Fang Zilan looked calm, "I am only 50% sure. You can choose to gamble with me, or you can choose to sit back and wait for death. But no matter which one you choose, I will be responsible until the end."
Uncle Wang looked at her steadily, as if he wanted to see some clues from her expression, but her face was very pale, neither uneasy nor satisfied, and nothing could be seen.
Fang Zilan held the medicine for a while. Seeing that Uncle Wang still had no reaction, she put the medicine next to him, told him to have a good rest and not to worry too much, then turned and left.
Awan followed her out, and Xiaohuan hesitated for a moment before following her out. The three of them didn't stop until they reached the front yard.
"I just went to deliver medicine to Miss Qinghan's father, and I took a look at his condition. He was much better than Uncle Wang. He must have only been infected for two days." Awan briefly described in a few words: "Miss Qinghan's father He believed me and took the medicine without asking anything."
"It's not trust." Fang Zilan shook his head, "He is a doctor and can see the situation more clearly than Uncle Wang."
Awan frowned slightly, "You mean, he already feels that he is hopeless, so it doesn't matter what medicine he uses?"
Fang Zilan raised her eyebrows noncommittally, and Awan couldn't help but curl her lips, "Sister, please have some confidence in yourself, okay?"
"Of course I have confidence in myself." Fang Zilan looked more helpless, "But not everyone has confidence in me, and I can't force it. Let them go."
Hearing this, Awan opened her mouth to say something, but Xiaohuan beat her to it, "Girl, please don't say that, I have confidence in you."
Fang Zilan turned her eyes to Xiao Huan aside, and saw her pinching the corner of her skirt. Her little face hidden under the silk handkerchief turned red. It seemed that she had used great courage to say this.
After she finished speaking, seeing no response from the two of them, she quickly apologized and said, "Ah, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have interrupted. The two girls just treated me as if I didn't say anything..."
"It's late, I've already heard it." Fang Zilan smiled softly, "And I heard it very clearly."
Xiaohuan suddenly turned pale and stammered: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I'm really sorry..."
"Miss Xiaohuan, there's no need to be sorry." Fang Zilan's smile became even brighter, "I've written down Miss Xiaohuan's confidence in me, thank you very much."
After she finished speaking, she bowed and Xiaohuan froze on the spot, looking at her at a loss, "Girl, you..."
"Please take care of Miss Xiaohuan in the future." Fang Zilan stood up straight, and Awan came to Xiaohuan and took her arm, "Don't be offended, my sister is like this, she loves to bully others. She was teasing you just now, don’t take it to heart.”
Xiao Huan breathed a long sigh of relief, "You two can just call me Xiao Huan."
"Okay." Fang Zilan nodded slightly, "Xiaohuan doesn't need to use honorifics to my two sisters. They are all of the same generation. Just call them by their names."
Xiaohuan looked at Awan hesitantly, and seeing her smiling encouragingly, he stopped being nervous and nodded in agreement.
"By the way, I still have something important to tell you." As soon as Awan said this, Xiaohuan walked away with a wink, saying that he wanted to take care of the master.
Awan looked at her back and couldn't help but sigh, "Xiaohuan is really a cautious girl."
"Yes." Fang Zilan watched Xiaohuan's back disappear, turned to Awan and asked, "What do you want to tell me?"
"Follow me." Awan led her to the cart containing the herbs, and took out a wooden box from the pile of herbs. "I just found this when I was sorting the herbs. Take a look."
"This was not something we prepared before. Someone secretly put it in while we were not paying attention." Fang Zilan said as he opened the wooden box. The letter that came into view read: Personally signed by Lord Fang Zilan.
She frowned and said nothing, but took out the letter from the box and gave the wooden box to Awan.
"Who secretly put it in?" Awan looked at the medicinal materials placed under the letter. After fiddling with them for a long time, he sighed, "I have to say, this person is quite considerate. It's not an exaggeration to say that he provided help in times of need."
"Su Yun secretly put it there." Fang Zilan read the contents of the letter at a glance. "He said that he was responsible for his duties and could not come with us. He could only prepare some medicinal materials to express his feelings."
"Master Su is really thoughtful." Awan held the wooden box in front of Fang Zilan, but her brows furrowed even more tightly, "You praise Su Yun so much, does he know medicine? Or are the medicinal materials he put there What special effect does it have?"
"Don't you know this?" Awan explained seriously: "The ancestors of the Su family were all alchemists. The reason why they are able to hold the position of public minister today is because there was an emperor in the previous dynasty who was obsessed with the art of immortality and reused Su. Family. In addition, their ancestors were quick-thinking and knew that the art of alchemy would not last long, and most of their descendants would take the serious path of becoming officials. Therefore, in this dynasty, almost no one knows about the past of the Su family. "
Fang Zilan asked curiously: "Then why do you know?"
"Of course my master told me." Awan looked like she was seeing her strangely. "You don't know that the medicine I used to soak the silk handkerchief was modified by my master according to a secret recipe of the Su family. Now. With these medicinal materials put in by Mr. Su, I can make more silk handkerchiefs for emergencies."
"So, it's time to thank Su Yun." Fang Zilan thought thoughtfully, raised her eyebrows and said, "When we go back, I will thank him in person."
Ah Wan put away the medicinal materials as if they were treasures, "There is one more thing I want to tell you. Miss Qinghan's father's symptoms are relatively mild, so he can only use medicine for observation for the time being. But Uncle Wang, I'm afraid it won't be possible to just use medicine."
She paused and whispered: "In addition to using medicine, I would like to try acupuncture for Uncle Wang again. But I can't guarantee whether this method is feasible or what the result will be."
"Do your best and obey fate." Fang Zilan reached out and held her hand, and comforted her in a gentle voice: "Awan, just go ahead and do it. Even if the result is not satisfactory, it is better than having regrets."
"Okay." Awan seemed to have made up his mind and said firmly: "I will do my best."
In the next few days, Fang Zilan was responsible for taking care of Uncle Wang, Xiaohuan was responsible for taking care of Yun Qinghan's father, and Awan was responsible for administering medicine and acupuncture. As for Yun Qinghan, she and Ajun kept running around various medical clinics in the town, looking for people willing to help, but they kept running into obstacles.
