Missy, she likes to make waves

Li Yan didn't notice his strangeness, and looked ahead without focus, as if caught in a memory.

Her voice came faintly, "I remember that the year my adoptive father came to Hejun County, that coincided with the opening of the candy store at the entrance of Fenglin Street. Counting this year, it has been exactly ten years."

When the candy store was mentioned, the girl's eyes lit up.

Gu Xuan looked at her with indifferent eyes, "Are you a sweet tooth?"

The girl shook her head and denied, "On this day every year, as long as you buy a catty of sweet-scented osmanthus candy in the candy store, you will get a small iron sugar figure. I just think this little sugar figure is very interesting. So I go to this store every year , Weighing a catty of sweet-scented osmanthus sugar, you get a little sugar figure for nothing. Up to now, we have collected ten little sugar figures of different shapes.”

So she is still a child at heart, and what she likes is not sweets, but sugar people.

Gu Xuan groaned, but said abruptly, "I'm addicted to sweets."

He was caged under the moonlight, his expression was difficult to distinguish, and his breath was inexplicably cold.

Li Yan looked at him a little surprised.

She is more sensitive than ordinary people.

Gu Xuan's mood changed too much, and Li Yan noticed it right away.

After thinking about it carefully, she felt that she had a pleasant chat with him tonight, but she bumped into him somewhere.

At this time, Kumquat came back, and Li Yan didn't think much about it anymore.

Zhou Bi learned from Jinju that Li Yan and Gu Xuan were together, and was happy to see it happen.

Tuo Jinju told her to go back and have a good rest, and come back early tomorrow.

Gu Xuan escorted the master and servant all the way back, without saying a word, sent them to the Yaoxiangtang, and hurriedly said goodbye and went back to the inn.

At the end of the night, both master and servant were exhausted.

After the two washed up, Li Yan drove the little girl to sleep, but she took out a pen and paper, and decided to sort out the medicine list again before dawn.

As for Gu Xuan's abnormality, Li Yan had already thrown it out of the blue.

Li Yan leaned over the desk, pressed the medicine list with a paperweight, and thought for a while.

He picked up a pen again, and added a few more strokes to the original medicine list for clearing the lungs and detoxifying.

Added several liver-protecting herbs such as Radix Ginseng, Ophiopogon japonicus, and Rehmannia glutinosa.

The dosage is indicated again, so a new medicine list becomes.

This is just a list of medicines for severe diseases. To prevent and cure serious diseases, such a list of medicines alone is far from enough.

With the experience accumulated in another world, Li Yan wrote several other prescriptions without any effort.

The difference between these medicine lists is that he distinguishes between ordinary adults, elderly people with frailty, and children.

For common adult preventive prescriptions, she used Huoxiang, Ophiopogon japonicus, Cimicifuga, and Fangfeng each in doses of 6g.

Elderly people with physical weakness: add astragalus 10g, Peilan 6g, and honeysuckle [-]g each, the windproof is still there, and the Radix Ophiopogon japonicus and cohosh are removed.

In addition to the unchanged anti-wind, 5g of Pseudostellaria ginseng was added to the elderly's prescription, and the amount of honeysuckle was reduced by 3g, and it was replaced by 3g of fried hawthorn.

Under these lists, Li Yan made another note: boiled water for brewing instead of tea.

When she was done, she stood up and stretched, turned her stiff neck a few times, and stretched her waist and back.

The sky is getting brighter, and a new day is coming.

Li Yan thought that if she slept again, she wouldn't be able to get up until dusk.

But if you endure it a little longer, you can survive it.

Relying on her young age and taking medicines from time to time, Li Yan's body was taken care of very well by her, so she decided to endure it now, after all, she couldn't wait for the complication.

She went into the inner room, washed her face, and changed into a Taoist robe.

When she tidied up, the little girl hadn't woken up yet.

She glanced at the wall in the corner, and saw that the little girl was sleeping soundly with her eyes closed and her hands hugging the pillow.

She could still hear a little snoring faintly, and couldn't help but smile.

He walked over and covered her again with the quilt that had been kicked to pieces by her.

The little girl followed her last night, running around, she seemed very tired.

Li Yan didn't call her when she went out, she quietly closed the door and left.

On the way to the resettlement site in the west of the city, Li Yan bought two steamed buns and a cup of soy milk at Liji steamed stuffed bun shop along the way.

With the zoning control implemented in the county government, except for the closure of the streets with confirmed patients and close contacts, other streets and alleys are not blocked, and the daily life of residents remains unchanged.

Just in order to cope with the epidemic, the common people try to reduce the number of times they go out.

Li Yan walked along the way, and there were not many pedestrians on the street.

Passers-by are also very disciplined, and there is a distance of more than three feet between people.

It's just that everyone along the way showed their faces and didn't take any protective measures.

Li Yan was thinking about how to solve this problem.

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Zhou Bi's eyes were red and he hadn't slept all night. The director would report the latest patient data every hour.

The data is rising steadily, only increasing but not decreasing, and there is a trend of becoming more and more serious.

Zhou Bi felt that the situation was controllable yesterday.

After only one night, Zhou Bi didn't dare to speak big words anymore, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

At this time, the curtain was lifted, and the little ancestor came.

Zhou Bi hurriedly stood up to meet her.

After walking a few steps, he turned back, picked up the manuscript paper of the latest patient data on the case, and said to her, "You came just in time, and I am in a hurry to discuss countermeasures with you."

"No hurry, let me have breakfast."

Li Yan looked calm, spared him, and casually pulled a chair beside the short table and sat down.

He put the buns and soy milk he was carrying on the low table, took off his mask, and started cooking.

Zhou Bi was standing next to her with the manuscript paper in his hands, and he glanced at her, looking aggrieved.

The little ancestor left in the middle of the night and came early in the morning, no matter how much he wanted to squeeze people, he couldn't stop her from eating.

Li Yan acted like no one was around, opened the oil-paper bag, picked up the bun and gnawed it, it was delicious.

There is also a steamed stuffed bun in the oiled paper bag, the steam keeps coming out, it looks white and soft, it should be delicious.

On weekdays, it is impossible for Zhou Bi to care about a meat bun, but he stayed up all night without sleep, and there was no food in his stomach.

Seeing Li Yan's delicious food now, she couldn't help but click her lips.

so hungry!

want to eat.

Li Yan looked at the cheap old daddy's eyes, and it was rare for her conscience to find out. She smirked at him and pointed to the oil bag on the table, "Here's another one, let's share it with you."

Zhou Bi didn't eat all night, and his stomach couldn't stand it.

Official duties are important, but so is the body.

Zhou Bi was not polite to her either, he put the paper away, sat down opposite her, tore open the oil bag, and ate the bun too.

With the meat buns in his stomach, Zhou Bi sighed contentedly.

For a grown man, this amount must not be enough, Li Yan saw a small mussel bowl on the desk, so she took the small bowl and divided half a cup of soy milk into it for him.

The two of them shared the food with a smile on their faces, and it was rare that there was no foam on their mouths.

Padding the temple of five internal organs, Zhou Bi casually wiped his mouth and complained to Li Yan, "The epidemic is getting worse."

Li Yan frowned, "What? Are there more patients than expected?"

Zhou Bi's face was serious, "The number of severe cases has nearly doubled, and the proportion of mild cases is even higher. I don't know how many patients have been infected but have not been detected."