Dayong Nu sentenced to death

Su Rao's symptoms are menacing.

After she lay down to rest that day, Mu Furong didn't wake up until Mu Furong came back at night. Mu Furong thought she had lost too much blood and was mentally weak, so she didn't think much of it at first.

Later, I was counting the time to change her dressing, but when I met her, I was shocked.

The skin of the tentacles was as hot as iron.

Looking at the wound she bandaged, the gauze had been soaked in blood, and the medicine powder didn't seem to have much effect on the injury.

For several days.

Su Rao's high fever persisted.

Mu Furong and Cui Yi tried their best, she fell into a drowsy sleep all the time, the wound was changed one after another, it was still wet, sticky and oozing blood, it didn't heal, and even showed signs of ulceration.

For several days, the situation became more and more serious.

They were helpless.

Su Rao felt like she was floating in the air like a feather, quietly floating in the long darkness, vague voices came from far away, noisy, chaotic, like quarreling, or something else...

I can not hear you.

People came and went, but she stayed in the same place. After an unknown period of time, the weight of her body returned, and a force pulled her down, falling into a warm environment.

Pain, dullness, fatigue, ensuing...

She pursed her lips, her throat was so dry that she wanted to drink water, but she couldn't make a sound for a long time. Fortunately, people not far away seemed to have noticed the movement and gathered around her.

The shadows pressed down, and Mu Furong's face appeared above her.

"Arao, are you awake?"

Su Rao wanted to nod, but her body didn't seem to be under command, so she could only blink, and silently mouthed: "Water..."

"You want a drink of water? Wait, soon."

Before Mu Furong ordered, the water had already been poured over there, and Su Rao was supported by her to stand up, and barely drank a small glass of water, the burning feeling in her throat was only slightly soothed by the coldness.

No more stinging.

It was only then that Su Rao realized that her room was crowded with a crowd of people, including Cui Yi, Qi Weishi, Xiao San, and Xiao Qing...

"you……"

She heard that her voice was hoarse like a wooden wheel that had been in disrepair for a long time, and she couldn't help but froze for a moment, seeing their gloomy faces, her sluggish thoughts seemed to start to turn.

The physical discomfort is too unfamiliar, and the sky outside is not completely dark yet.

The rain stopped.

The air is filled with a fresh grass, very light, and it is easy to be ignored in the strong smell of medicine in the room. Su Rao sits quietly for a while with downcast eyes, and asks: "How many days have I slept?"

"Four days."

Neither Mu Furong nor Cui Yi spoke, it was Qi Weishi who replied.

Su Rao's pupils shrank suddenly, four days?
She didn't have any impression, her memory was still on the day she was assassinated, and after returning home and taking the medicine, she lay down, and after lying down, she didn't know anything after that.

It's not like he hasn't had a worse injury than this.

Her physique is not so bad, unless...

"Stay away from me."

She looked at Mu Furong, her voice was sharp, but Mu Furong didn't move, she was holding her to lean on, but Su Rao shook her hand away, "You are a doctor, and you, since I have this suspicion, you don't It's time...cough cough!"

Out of breath, she coughed several times.

Everyone stood up in surprise.

Cui Yi didn't dare to approach, fearing that she would be even more angry, so he hurriedly said: "What you should worry about now is not us, but yourself..."

"That's right, Ah Rao, how did you get infected!"

Su Rao did a good job of guarding against entry and exit, and she didn't often come into contact with serious illnesses. Logically speaking, this shouldn't be the case.

Mu Furong couldn't figure it out.

Su Rao herself couldn't understand this point, carefully recalled all the people and things she had come into contact with, and suddenly a picture popped into her mind.

When she was intercepted and killed that day, to the end, those one or two people risked their lives to hurt her.

Even that position... is not fatal.

Is it...

"Their weapons... have a problem."

Everyone was stunned when they heard the words, especially Xiao San and the others, they recalled a trivial incident that happened before and after Shen Zhibai contracted the disease.

His teacup has been replaced.

Shen Zhibai said that the white porcelain tea bowl he used originally depicted cherry blossoms, but suddenly turned into peach blossoms. They didn't believe it at the time, and only said that the two things looked mostly the same, and he must have misread it.

Later, even Shen Zhibai thought he was wrong.

If you can tamper with the utensils, maybe the tea bowl was tampered with at first...

Thinking of this, Xiao San's teeth felt cold.

However, those people are dead, and there is no proof of death... These things have also become a mess.

"Those bodies and things were sent to be incinerated, and there is no way to verify them."

Qi Weishi said: "The most important thing right now is your body."

With a word to wake up the dreamer, Mu Furong and the others woke up instantly, Cui Yi looked at Su Rao and said, "You are feverish and coughing up blood, the wound heals very slowly, and there is a faint tendency of inflammation, but fortunately the situation is not too bad. "

"It's delivered."

He glanced at Elder Qi beside him, and said seriously: "We have carefully identified Shenxian powder, and it does have the effect you said, so we decided to try it as medicine."

This thing hasn't been tried on humans yet.

So several people have been hesitating.

Su Rao knew what they were worried about, she nodded and said, "Just take medicine, I can hold on."

At the end, fearing that they would not be able to let go, she added, "The situation can't be worse than it is now."

burn one's boats.

That's all they can do now.

After she said that, Cui Yi and the others could only nod silently, Su Rao looked at them and suddenly remembered something, "Is the imperial court here yet?"

"arrive."

Mu Furong snatched up: "The things have been dispatched, and now the medicinal materials are enough. Mr. Zhang has been reminded, and no one is infected outside. It can be seen that the countermeasures have worked."

"He also sent people in to help."

"Some of the mild illnesses have improved after taking Cui Gongzi's improved prescription."

"Everything is slowly getting better."

Mu Furong looked at Su Rao, spoke softly, and said with relief: "Now we just need to do our best to develop a solution to the hemorrhagic epidemic. Ah Rao, you will be fine."

Su Rao breathed a sigh of relief at her words.

Su Rao relaxed and leaned against the bed, looked at her friends and relatives, and smiled slightly, "Then please everyone."

"Master Shen..."

"After taking the medication, the situation has not deteriorated. Qi Lao has developed a set of acupuncture methods and is currently experimenting. Judging from Shen Zhibai's reaction, it should be effective."

Xiao San hurriedly finished speaking, and persuaded: "My lord, don't worry about these things, your body is the most important thing now, you are involved in this matter because of our coming to Hwaseong, if you have any troubles, we have no choice but to die Sorry."

"Bah, bah, bah, what are you talking about, it's unlucky, no one will die, and we have to go back to Shengjing for a wedding."

Mu Furong gave Xiao San an angry look, turned to Su Rao and said, "Next, you are not allowed to ask anything, don't think about anything, drink medicine well, and cooperate with the treatment."

"Do you understand?"

Su Rao smiled weakly, "Yes, it's all up to you."

It was the first time for Shenxian powder to be used as a medicine, and the dosage was a big problem. They got together and deliberated overnight, adjusted several medicinal ingredients, and just came up with a first prescription.

Cui Yi walked to the bed with the medicine bowl in his hand, wanting to tell him something, Su Rao directly took the bowl and drank it down, stuffed the empty bowl into his hand, and said earnestly: "Brother, don't think about anything, I will be an obedient The patient, and you, do what a doctor should do, that's all."

make up.

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It may not please everyone.

But please live up to all my hard work.

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