Awan shook his head, "I think if you take medicine every day, the poisonous poison will be stable and will not attack easily. If the emergency medicine is not needed for a while, I will not tell you about changing the medicine. Who would have thought..."
"Awan, don't panic." Fang Zilan grabbed her hand and comforted her: "I believe in you, and you have to believe in yourself."
"But in this situation in Linjiacun, what should I do if you are unconscious?" Awan was obviously panicked. Fang Zilan squeezed her hand and said softly: "Awan, listen carefully to what I say next. alright."
Awan bit her lip and said, "You tell me, I will listen to you."
Fang Zilan said slowly: "You must pay attention to the child these two days. Once he dies, you will poison the woman. Then go out of the village to find A Yu and Lao Cao and tell them that everyone in Linjia Village died from the plague. , the weather is getting hotter, and in order to prevent the corpse odor from spreading and the plague spreading, the village must be set on fire."
"What if the child survived?" Awan asked, and Fang Zilan said quietly: "Then we will keep the promise we made to the woman - take the child out of the village in three days. But the woman must die. .”
"Three days later, although it has not exceeded your half-month period, the time is very close." Awan looked hesitant, "And I am not sure whether you will wake up by then..."
She didn't say any more, and Fang Zilan looked at her steadily, "So I entrust all this to you. If I can't wake up, you and Lin Jian will do as I say. Lin Jian was so scared by me, no Dare to disobey."
"That woman..." A Wan spoke tentatively, and Fang Zilan said firmly: "It must be killed. If the child dies, who knows what she will do? What's more, she is an accomplice, Miss Yan'er She also had a share in her death. Keep an eye on her and kill her when it’s time to kill her. Don’t be merciful."
Awan was silent for a long time, and finally nodded, "I promise you."
"Awan, during the half-month period, Ayu and Lao Cao will support me no matter what. Whether I wake up or not, nothing will happen outside." Fang Zilan looked grim, "But if the half-month period comes, I will still be unconscious. …”
She paused, as if she had made up her mind, and said in a deep voice: "I don't care what method you use, you have to wake me up."
"What can I do?" Awan's voice was trembling. She knew that she couldn't hide it from Fang Zilan, but she still couldn't help but be afraid, afraid that she would spy on her inner anxiety and hesitation.
"I know you have a way." Fang Zilan said with great certainty, "No matter how dangerous it is, just use it. I leave my life to you."
"I..." Awan muttered the word "I" but did not dare to continue.
Fang Zilan didn't force Awan to say anything, just because her eyelids were heavy and her consciousness was gradually blurring. She couldn't do anything at this time.
Awan saw that Fang Zilan's eyes were closed tightly, and she felt a mixed feeling in her heart. She may have felt compassion for the mother and son, but coming from a ghost family, she had never been a soft-hearted person.
Her hands were also stained with blood.
Thinking of this, she suddenly froze. Speaking of which, in the past two years since she followed Fang Zilan, she had never killed anyone, or even injured anyone. She seemed to be a medical woman who saved lives and healed the wounded.
She smiled self-deprecatingly. It was Fang Zilan who protected her so well that she almost forgot that she was originally sinking into darkness and could never escape.
"Fang Zilan, don't worry, whether it's a half-month period or a three-day promise, I will help you keep it." Awan looked at the comatose person in front of him with a determined expression, "I will not show mercy."
After saying that, she concentrated on giving Fang Zilan the acupuncture, and then sat on the edge of the bed to watch over her. For the next two days, she either prepared medicine and administered injections for her, or looked after the condition of the mother and son.
As for Lin Jian, he hadn't seen Fang Zilan for two days in a row. He felt strange but didn't dare to say it directly, so he had to ask Awan indirectly. But Awan just said lightly that Fang Zilan's old injury recurred and needed to rest, and dismissed him.
Until the night of the third day, Awan watched Fang Zilan anxiously, thinking that the three days were about to pass, but the child still had a high fever and only had one breath left. If she could wait until tomorrow morning, what should she do? Should we take him out of the village, or...
Just as she was thinking about it, she heard a shrill cry, which was particularly abrupt in the middle of the night and made her scalp tingle.
"Miss Awan?" Lin Jian's voice came from the door. Awan walked to the door and opened it, "Did you hear it too?"
"Yes, it's too scary." Lin Jian grimaced, "How about we go take a look?"
"Okay." Awan frowned slightly and followed Lin Jian to the house where the mother and son were.
The door of the house was ajar and opened with a push. The two looked at each other, and then walked in together. They saw the woman hugging the child tightly and crying heartbrokenly, "Heng'er, wake up, don't leave your mother alone. Heng'er! Heng'er …”
She sounded more desperate. Awan stepped forward and saw that the child's body was stiff. He had obviously been there for a while.
Seeing this, for some reason, Awan suddenly felt relieved in her heart, but for a moment, she felt a chill. It turned out that her heart was actually longing for that child...
She didn't dare to think about it anymore, and was about to step forward to comfort the woman, but before she could speak, she heard the woman say harshly: "Don't come over! Heng'er is dead, what else do you want?"
"That's not what I meant..." Awan denied it, and the woman cried blood, "Heng'er is dead, and I can't live anymore. I just ask you to give me two more hours. When it gets dawn, I will send Heng off." My son entered the ancestral hall, and then..."
She bit her lip and said like a mosquito, "I will go to accompany Heng'er. Our family will never be separated."
Awan remained silent for a long while before saying, "Okay, I promise you, I will give you two more hours."
Lin Jian stood aside and said nothing until he and Awan left the room. He asked cautiously: "Master Fang..."
"Is there an ancestral hall in Linjia Village?" Awan interrupted what he had not yet asked. He pursed his lips, stopped the question and answered: "Yes, Linjia Village is a small village, and everyone in the village is from the same clan. So there is only one big ancestral hall, right in the center of the village, not far from here, and yesterday I sent the ashes of the brothers into it."
Hearing this, Awan asked: "When people in Linjia Village die, will their ashes be sent there?"
"That's not true." Lin Jian explained: "Only men can enter the ancestral hall, and usually the memorial tablets are placed in the ancestral hall."
Awan looked solemn, turned around and walked back. She walked behind the woman and saw that she had a piece of wood and a short knife in her hand. She was concentrating on carving something, muttering something in her mouth, saying repeatedly, "Mom will go to accompany you soon."
Awan watched for a long time and saw that the woman didn't even know she had cut her hand. Her expression showed madness but she was still serious about every stroke. She couldn't see the clue and finally left.
