Chu Yuci turned around and saw a very ordinary face. The woman had bad skin, pimples and spots on her face. She was the kind of woman who would not be looked at twice if she was thrown into the crowd.
She was also so ordinary, and she said the most provocative words to men.
It is Chunjing.
"She poisoned Yue'er. I didn't kill her personally. I just threw her into the critical ward. This is extremely merciful." The man's tone was cold, just like his feelings, ruthless and cold.
Chunjing smiled sarcastically.
A person is judged guilty based on just one item.
Then she stole Concubine Liu's hairpin and stabbed it into her heart. Does that mean Concubine Liu was her murderer?
"We didn't even investigate, we directly convicted him. I didn't expect that the dignified King Yu would make such a low-level mistake."
The man's eyebrows furrowed.
Does she mean that he wronged Ye Jinxiao?
Did Yue'er deserve the punishment he suffered?
Ah!
"You have only known her for a few days, and you are speaking for her like this? Oh, I have forgotten that you two are the same type of people. You think that by hiding in the epidemic area, you can escape the miscarriage of your concubine. ?”
Chun Jing's expression changed drastically when she heard this.
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That night, the camp in the mountains was lit with torches and there were many figures, and I had no sleep all night.
The prescription is right!
Overnight, everyone's condition improved!
Today is also the last day of the three-day time limit set by the Holy One.
Chu Yuci immediately wrote a note and reported the good news to the palace.
But the happiness lasted only three seconds. Feng Xing ran into the tent with an ugly face: "It's not good, Master, someone is sick again!"
Chu Yuci walked out quickly and saw three common people falling to the ground in convulsions, twitching, and several doctors hurriedly surrounding them, all at a loss.
"Didn't you say that the prescription was correct? How could this be?" He said in a deep voice.
A doctor knelt on the ground in panic, "His Royal Highness, the virus has changed again! It has changed again! The virus has changed too fast, and the prescription must also be changed, but... But the original prescription was prepared by Princess Yu, except No one knows the solution except her!”
If you want to save people, you must ask Princess Yu to prescribe a prescription...
Princess Keyu has been admitted to the serious ward...
Critically ill area.
Ye Jinxiao was so busy that he stayed up all night. Ever since he came to the epidemic area, he had not had a good night's sleep. Although the right face was smeared with medicine, the slap mark was still horribly red.
Fortunately, her efforts were rewarded. Overnight, the critical ward became lively and everyone's condition improved.
But because the virus is constantly mutating, she must constantly update her prescriptions and dare not rest for a moment.
"Sister Xiao, eat eggs."
The curtain was opened, and a little girl of four or five years old was holding a bowl, raising her head, her tender cheeks flushed.
It was the child that Ye Jinxiao held in his arms yesterday.
He was seriously ill but was saved by her.
Ye Jinxiao put down the medicinal materials in his hand, wiped his hands on his sleeves, smiled and touched her forehead, "Are you still dizzy?"
The little girl shook her head and handed her the bowl in her hand sensibly. The bowl contained four peeled eggs.
"Sister Xiao saved me, my mother, and everyone else. Sister Xiao is a good person." The little girl's voice was hoarse and sickly, but her eyes were bright, clean and penetrating.
"Thank you." Ye Jinxiao ate two eggs and was really hungry.
The little girl poured her a bowl of water.
When Ye Jinxiao finished eating, she stood beside him, twisting her sleeves with her hands, looking like she was hesitant to speak.
"What's wrong?" Ye Jinxiao noticed.
"Sister Xiao, you...can you save that weird brother?" The child was still young, and when he got anxious, he spoke confusingly.
"That strange brother seems to be mute and doesn't like to talk. He is very ill and is about to die. But he is very fierce and refuses to take medicine. No one dares to approach him."
Ye Jinxiao frowned, "What's going on? Don't be impatient. Speak slowly."
"Tweety!"
Outside, a woman hurried into the house, "Tui'er, didn't Mom tell you that Sister Xiao has been up all night, so you are not allowed to disturb her, you disobedient girl."
"Mom, I didn't mean to disturb Sister Xiao."
After Ye Jinxiao quickly shook his head to appease the woman, he got the exact location from the little girl's mouth and immediately went to find it.
In a small tent in the corner, it was lifeless. A man in black robe was sitting in the corner, leaning against the wooden bed. He was holding a knife in his hand, carving the wooden board, and the sound of stabbing was harsh and sharp. He seemed not to have heard it, and was carving crazily.
From time to time, he coughed heavily, vomited blood, and had heavy breathing and wheezing. His condition was already very serious.
He sat there with his head lowered, his whole body cold and sinister, as if he was in a world of his own, and no one dared to come close.
Ye Jinxiao was too busy and had too many patients. She couldn't take care of every one of them. If Cui'er hadn't mentioned it, she might not have known that this person died here.
She took two steps closer and tapped the table with her curled index finger.
Knock knock——
The man didn't seem to hear.
Knock knock!
Ye Jinxiao simply said directly: "I asked someone to cook the medicine."
The man held the knife and stabbed the wooden board hard. The knuckles of his index finger were bruised and bloody. He buried his head deeply and could only see his jawline, which was as cold as a knife.
"Get out." The voice was weak, but still cold.
Ye Jinxiao could not have imagined that a person who was not afraid of death would be locked up in this serious ward. Judging from his dress and behavior, his fingertips were thickly calloused. His posture when holding the knife was very clever, and he carved deep and smooth strokes on the wooden board. It takes a certain amount of internal strength to complete a stroke.
He knows martial arts.
And his martial arts skills are not weak.
At this time, she saw a long sword in the man's hand, but the sword was wrapped in thick strips of cloth. The scabbard and hilt were all tightly wrapped.
It's strange that this kind of person shouldn't be afraid of death, but he doesn't want to live, leaving himself in this inconspicuous corner to wait for death.
Based on the principle that saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, Ye Jinxiao advised:
"Revenge when there is hatred, repay kindness without revenge. Only cowardly cowards will use death to escape reality."
The man's movements paused.
After a few seconds, he slowly raised his head.
It was a very cold and handsome face, with deep and three-dimensional features, but it gave off an aura of death and gloom, as if those who were stared at by these eyes would be given an ultimatum of death.
His eyes fell on her cheek.
The woman in front of her was very beautiful, but the palm print really didn't match her delicate face.
Ye Jinxiao noticed it, raised his hand and stroked his face, not covering it up, smiling calmly: "I was beaten yesterday."
"I am a person who has died once, and I want to kill someone. But whether it is murder or revenge, the prerequisite is to live. Only by living can I not let those who target me succeed."
If she died, Liu Mingyue would probably smile crookedly.
She cannot die and will not die.
Outside the tent, Cui'er was holding a bowl of medicine that had just been fried, and stood looking around hesitantly, not daring to go in rashly.
Ye Jinxiao took the medicine in and put it on the table, "This is the first medicine. If you figure it out, come to me and prescribe the second medicine."
After saying that, he left.
She took Cui'er's hand and left, and Cui'er cautiously said, "Sister Xiao, did that weird brother hurt you?"
Ye Jinxiao chuckled, rubbed her head, and shook her head.
The man looked at the medicine bowl on the table, pursed his thin lips tightly, and after hesitating for a long time, he finally propped up his weak body and staggered over...
