Cut Frost

Chapter 72
Fang Bo and Aunt Lian fell to the ground, revealing the original snow-white fox body.

Zhu Yan said inwardly, "How can you ask her to help you kill the turtle?"

"Shut up!" You Jue just hummed.

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Although relying on the power of Shuang Yidan, Xichang could barely move around, speak a few words, and eat some porridge.

But his illness is getting worse day by day.

After three days, even after taking Shuangyi Dan, he could no longer get out of bed.

The blackness on the face became heavier, and the lips became more chapped and bloodstained.

At night, the pain all over his body, like fried ant bites, made him miserable.

Yu'er was so anxious that she went to the imperial doctor several times.

Fu Liyi and Guan Zhe were also troubled and anxious, but they had no cure.

Every day, several people die and new ones are infected.

Dozens of soldiers who guarded the hospital and doctors who saw the doctor died.

All the dead were sent to the east end of the village, and their bodies were burned with fire, leaving nowhere to go.

"Damn Kurihara! When are you coming back?" Yu'er forgot to pierce her eyes, but she still couldn't see Kurihara turning around.

Calculating that Xuanzhou is only more than 2000 miles away from Qingluo Peak, Li Yuan can fly a thousand miles in one day, and it takes four days to go back and forth.

But if you come with Sister Qingyi by Qingsi, three days will be enough.

Qingsi and Chixue are both sparrows, they can fly three thousand miles a day.

Why hasn't anyone been seen yet?

No way, Sister Qingyi is not at Qingluo Peak! !

Thinking of this, it is even more difficult to sit and sleep.

In the past, before elder brother Changli entered his soul, elder sister Qingyi guarded the crimson stone Suhua day and night, hoping that it would bear fruit soon, and she could hardly leave Qingluo Peak every step of the way.

But Jiangshi Suhua had already had a son, and Changli's elder brother had already entered into his soul and practiced immortality, so the two often went out for long trips together.

There is no sister Qingyi, but Grandpa Xue.

But it will take another two days for Kurihara to bring Grandpa Snow back.

Wouldn't he borrow Chi Xue to use it?

Or, brother Jiefeng is not there either?

Isn't he still recuperating in his Mingxi?

I can't be so unlucky, can I?
She is guessing wildly, restless for a moment, always staring at the sky in a daze.

Lying on the bed, Xichang asked weakly, "Who are you waiting for?"

"How do you know I'm waiting for someone?" Yu'er said.

"I can't get up, my eyes are still visible." Xichang twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, but couldn't smile at all, only felt a pain in the cracked place.

Yu'er dipped a cloth towel into the water bowl on the table and wiped his lips for him.

"I'm waiting for someone." Yu'er said, "If she can come, maybe you can all survive. So, you must hold on."

"Okay." Xichang only said softly.

"Why don't you ask who she is?" Yu'er said.

"I don't even know who you are, so why ask who she is." Xichang said.

"That's right." Yu'er smiled.

But Xichang seems to be unable to wait.

Only half an hour later, Xichang suddenly rolled on the bed in pain and roared hoarsely.

After a while, his clothes were soaked through, and his eyes were frighteningly blood red.

Yu'er was in a hurry, but didn't know what to do.

Xichang struggled painfully to make an appointment for a cup of tea, and suddenly he collapsed stiffly on the bed, motionless!
Yu'er called him loudly: "Yin doctor, Yin doctor, second prince, second prince..."

But Hee-chang didn't respond.

Tears rolled down from Yu'er's eyes unconsciously.

"Sister Qingyi, why don't you come!" Yu'er cried.

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Youjue has rushed back to Chitianzhuang with two spirit foxes.

The Venerable Lord was lying on the couch with veins bursting out of pain and dripping with sweat.

"Master!" You Jue quickly put the two spirit foxes on the ground in front of the couch, stepped forward to help the Lord up, "You Jue has brought the two thousand-year-old spirit foxes!"

When His Holiness saw the two snow-white foxes, a gratified smile appeared on his painful face: "Fox blood, hurry up..."

"Yes, Master!"

You Jue immediately picked up the two spirit foxes from the ground and brought them to the pharmacy, stabbing the thin snow white with sharp blades.

Fang Bo's fox body suddenly opened its eyes, and with all its strength, it rushed towards the sharp blade that was stabbing at Aunt Lian's fox body.

However, he had lost all his mana, and the sharp point of the knife pierced his throat in the blink of an eye.

Blood spurted out immediately.

Aunt Lian's fox body jumped up from the ground and rushed towards Uncle Fang.

The cold light flashed like lightning, and the blood fell like red rain.

"El..."

Aunt Lian gave a weak cry and then fell silent.

Youjue's sharp blade is like ice, taking the blood of the two spirit foxes.

The two spirit foxes, which were still breathing faintly, lost their last breath.

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Yu'er was wiping tears beside the stiff Xichang bed while calling him loudly: "Second Prince, Second Prince..."

Suddenly hearing a crisp bird song outside the window, Yu'er was overjoyed and rushed out the door.

A small bird the size of a domestic pigeon with snow-white wings and a short red beak was hovering in the air.

"Qingsi! Qingsi! I'm here!" Yu'er jumped and shouted in the courtyard.

Qingsi saw her, flew towards her, and landed on her shoulder.

"You're finally here, where is Sister Qingyi?" Yu'er stretched out her hand to caress its little head, and smiled happily.

"You girl, what a fool!" A gentle voice reprimanded softly, "This place is seriously plagued by the disease, you dare to come here alone."

Before the words were finished, a woman in plain white came in, followed by a man in blue long gown.

It was Qing Yi and Liu Mo.

Yu'er was about to meet him, but Li Yuan ran over from behind the two of them, held Yu'er to look around, and said, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, you're back!" Yu'er said, "I'm dying of anxiety!"

"In such a rush? Let's have a bridal chamber tonight." Kurihara said with a smile.

"No face and no skin." Yu'er gave him a sideways look.

Shaking off his hand, walked towards Qingyi, and grabbed Qingyi's hand: "Sister Qingyi, hurry up! Doctor Yin is dying!"

Yu'er dragged Qingyi and walked into the house, Liu Mo and Li Yuan hurriedly followed into the house.

Qingyi carefully observed Xichang's condition, took out the needle, and stuck it on his critical acupuncture point.

After a while, Xichang opened his eyes.

Yu'er smiled at Xichang who was lying on the bed with a dazed face: "Doctor Yin, this is my sister Qingyi, she is very good at healing, and now that she is here, you can rest assured."

Xichang saw that the girl Yu'er was referring to was about 20 years old, very young, with a look of hesitation on her face.

Qing Yi took a closer look at his face, then at his hands and feet.

I saw a slender black line on the palms of Xichang's hands.

When asked about any discomfort, Xichang also answered them one by one.

"Doctor Yin, let me diagnose your pulse." Qing Yi said.

"Thank you." Xichang said.

Qingyi took out a square silk scarf from her sleeve, lightly covered his wrist, and examined him carefully.

After a while, the silk towel was collected.

"Sister Qingyi, what's going on?" Yu'er asked Qingyi, staring at Qingyi, a little nervous.

"It's okay, I'll prescribe the next prescription, take the medicine for seven days according to the prescription, and you should be cured." Qingyi said.

"Really?" Yu'er tightly grasped Qingyi's arm and said.

"This child, sister Qingyi doesn't believe what she says?" Qingyi smiled at her.

He took out a pen and paper from his sleeve, and sure enough, he wrote down a word and handed it to Yu'er.

Yu'er took Fang Zi, and happily said to Xichang: "Look, I'm right! My sister Qingyi is a miracle doctor!"

Xichang was also stunned, he didn't expect her to be so good at medicine at such a young age.

Physicians Fu and Physician Guan have practiced medicine for decades, and they still have no cure for such a long time. She was able to make a diagnosis at one time.

My heart is filled with admiration.

"I'm going to grab the medicine now." Yu'er took the prescription and ran out happily.

Qingyi looked at Liu Mo, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

"Wait for me, I'll go too." Li Yuan chased Yu'er out of the courtyard.

"Doctor Yin, take a rest first, we'll be outside, if you need anything, just call Qingyi." Qingyi said to Xichang.

"Young girl can do whatever she wants," Xichang said.

Qingyi got up, found water, rinsed the silk towel several times, and put it under the scorching sun.

Sitting under the shade of a tree in the courtyard, Zi and Liu Mo chatted.

Yu'er took the prescription and ran to the earthen house where Fu Liyi was.

The guards didn't stop her, she went straight in.

Kurihara was stopped outside.

"He is my friend." Yu'er turned to the guarding soldiers and said.

The soldiers just let go.

Yu'er entered the room, handed the prescription to Fu Liyi, and said, "Stop looking through your tattered medical books, go and get me the medicine according to this prescription!"

Fu Liyi took the prescription, looked at it for a while, his face changed from shock to joy, and said: "Girl, this, this is..."

"It seems that you didn't read your medicine books in vain, and you finally recognized that this is a good prescription." Yu'er laughed.

"Where did you get this prescription, Miss, it's so wonderful?" Fu Liyi asked.

"Don't ask too many questions, first grab the medicine and give it to me to save the second prince, and then tell all the doctors, treat it according to the prescription, and the epidemic will be cured in seven days." Yu'er said.

"Okay, okay." Fu Liyi quickly responded, "Girl, please follow me."

Fu Liyi led the two of them out, and walked towards the place where the herbs were stored.

When you get to the place, pass the prescription to the person in charge.

There are no rare items written in the prescription, all are easy to get, and there are hoards here.

After a while, the man grabbed the herbs and handed them to Yu'er.

Yu'er and Kurihara turned around first.

"According to this method, we will do it according to the number of people, and distribute it to each household, and start taking it from now on." Fu Liyi said to He Qifang, the herbal supervisor in charge.

"Yes, I'll let someone do it." He Qifang replied.

Fu Liyi went back to the house, copied out the prescription, and distributed it to the doctors.

More than a dozen doctors saw it, and some called it wonderful, and some didn't think so.

Yu'er had brought the medicinal herbs back to Xichang's residence, Qingyi lit a fire to boil the medicine, and Yu'er was helping her watch the fire.

"How is brother Jiefeng's injury? Is it better?" Yu'er asked.

"He's much better. Now it's good to change his medicine every two days. Now that Grandpa Xue is taking care of him, he should be fine." Qingyi said.

"That's good, I'm worried to death." Yu'er said.

Qingyi gave her a blank look: "I'm worried that I won't see you go back and have a look. I want your parents to travel thousands of miles to look for you."

He asked again: "Did you see your father and mother in Jingyue City?"

As soon as Li Yuan arrived at Qingluo Peak, he urged Qingyi to rush to Lanwo Village, and only heard him give a general idea on Qingsi's back.

"See you." Yu'er nodded.

Qingyi shook her head and said: "They are so worried about you, and you still come to this kind of place alone, no wonder your mother said that she has to tie you to her body to be at ease."

Yu'er smiled and said, "I'm fine, my mother is just worrying."

Stand up and hold Qingyi's arm: "Let's talk about it, what disease in the world can be so difficult for you, sister Qingyi."

Qing Yi squinted at her: "I just know what to say."

Liu Mo and Kurihara came over.

"I heard that you met You Jue in Jingyue City?" Liu Mo asked Yu'er.

After hearing this, Yu'er's expression suddenly became serious: "Brother Changli, the Qilin in Youjue's body should have been sealed again."

　When I woke up, I was shut down again... 3+7, I really... don't want to talk...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)