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Chapter 130 Poisoning
When the sun rose high in the morning, Song Qingyou came back with the medicinal materials.

Cheng Yuxi saw that they stayed away all night and knew that they were looking for medicinal materials.

She asked: "I didn't have time to ask you yesterday, are your prescriptions real or fake? Or are they just a delaying strategy?"

Song Qingyou gave her a look: "Guess."

"Have you really found a solution to the plague?" Cheng Yuxi's eyes lit up.

Song Qingyou blinked and said, "In such a critical moment, of course you have to come up with something real."

"So, you have researched the antidote to the plague in just a few days?" Cheng Yuxi looked adoring.

"That's natural. This girl is a miracle doctor." Song Qingyou proudly spoke with her head held high and her chest high.

"Just blow it, sooner or later you will blow all the cows from the sky!" Cheng Yuxi stuck out his tongue at him.

Xiao Qishu said seriously, "Miss Song is not joking. No matter how difficult or difficult the disease is, as long as it passes through her hands, it will definitely be cured."

Cheng Yuxi never imagined that Xiao Qishu could say such words in Menghulu's mouth, and joked: "Xiao Qishu, you were not like this before. You were as cold as a stone."

"Is this stone enlightened now?" She winked at Xiao Qishu.

Xiao Qishu coughed twice in embarrassment, and quickly changed the subject and said, "Qingyou will make some medicine later, I'll go get some water first."

Looking at the back of Xiao Qishu fleeing in a hurry, Cheng Yuxi laughed loudly: "I never thought that his young and mature temper would still be so flustered."

Song Qingyou blinked and said, "I think it's pretty good."

"It's true that beauty is in the eye of the beholder." Cheng Yuxi twitched the corner of her mouth.

"That's right, the two of us have a life-or-death relationship." Song Qingyou raised her eyebrows and said proudly.

She was humming a little tune and seemed to be in a good mood.

Cheng Yuxi told her about the growth of the seedlings in the field, and then left first.

Xiao Yiran heard all this clearly in the corner where no one was paying attention.

A sinister look flashed in his eyes, and a conspiracy was quietly born.

In the evening, Song Qingyou handed Xiao Qishu a porcelain bottle before boiling the medicine.

"What is this?" Xiao Qishu fiddled with the porcelain bottle in his hand.

"This is the medicine you need to take next. I don't have time, so I made it into a pill for you, which is more convenient."

"Take all the medicine in the porcelain bottle and your body will fully recover." Song Qingyou blinked and continued.

Xiao Qishu's eyes flickered and he opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

"If you want to thank you, let's save it for later. You have helped me so many times, and it's all my reciprocation." Song Qingyou couldn't help but speak when he looked at him in a state of boredom.

Xiao Qishu took the porcelain bottle and felt moved. He paused and continued: "You have a hard time making medicine tonight, so I'll keep you company."

"It's just a potion. Nothing will go wrong. I don't need you to watch over me." Song Qingyou said in a funny voice, "Do you really think of me as a child who needs protection at all times?"

"In Kushui County, many people are looking forward to your death, and I am worried about you." Xiao Qishu's expression was serious.

"You have been working with me all night, go back and rest quickly." Song Qingyou waved to him.

Xiao Qishu opened his mouth and wanted to say something else.

Song Qingyou looked at his dumbfounded appearance, rolled her eyes, and asked, "Or do you like staying with me?"

His eyes were deep, looking at her deeply.

He does.

"It's very late now. Let's see you tomorrow." Song Qingyou suddenly felt her cheeks were hot and her breathing was rapid, as if she was trying her best to hide something.

The look in Xiao Qishu's eyes rolled, he thought to himself, now that Fangcheng's power has stabilized, no one will trouble Song Qingyou anymore.

Thinking of this, he went back to sleep with peace of mind.

Song Qingyou sent Xiao Qishu away, set up a stove in the yard, put clean water in the porcelain pot, turned and went back to the house to process the medicinal materials.

The cool moonlight shines in the yard, giving the surrounding scenery a layer of silver frost.

In the dark corner, Xiao Yiran slowly walked out.

Looking at the dim lights in the room, he gritted his teeth and said, "Song Qingyou, I'd like to see, now that I add a medicine to your medicine, how can you still turn your chest into good luck."

After saying that, he took out a pack of medicinal powder from his pocket and sprinkled it in the clear water. After finishing all this, he quietly left again.

Everything was silent, no one noticed.

Song Qingyou took care of the medicinal materials and put them into the jar without any precautions.

After staring at it all night, I finally prepared the medicine.

The next day, she came to the epidemic area with a ceramic jar in her arms and two dark circles under her eyes.

Maybe it was because of the sleepless night, Song Qingyou sneezed.

Seeing her haggard look, Xiao Qishu took off his gown and put it on for her.

Song Qingyou yawned loudly again, stretched her waist, and said, "I'm really sleepy, but luckily nothing went wrong with this medicine."

"Kushui County can turn disaster into good fortune, this time it depends on Miss Song." Dr. Sun greeted him happily, and bowed his hands to Song Qingyou.

Song Qingyou smiled slightly and said, "Doctor Sun is so polite. We have been fighting side by side during this period. I will never forget Dr. Sun's care for me."

The atmosphere was harmonious, and Dr. Sun chuckled, admiring her a little more.

Song Qingyou explained a few more words about how to take the decoction, and then went back to catch up on his sleep.

This time she slept extremely peacefully, as if the big stone in her heart finally fell to the ground.

Before noon, Dr. Sun hurriedly knocked on her door.

"Miss Song, please come out and take a look."

"There is something wrong with your medicine. Those patients who drank your medicine made their symptoms worse."

"Several people died all morning." Dr. Su shouted at the door, his head covered with sweat.

Song Qingyou sat up from the bed suddenly, frowned and said, "This is impossible, there is nothing wrong with my medicine."

"You should keep these words and tell the villagers. The most important thing now is to stabilize the symptoms of the villagers."

Song Qingyou immediately sat up from the bed, dressed neatly, and ran to the epidemic area.

The epidemic area has become a mess.

Everyone who drank the medicine that Song Qingyou sent over in the morning had an unknown situation.

Song Qingyou calmly opened his notebook, compared the symptoms above, and asked Dr. Su beside him: "What's the patient's condition now?"

"As you can see, since drinking the medicine you sent, the patients have experienced shortness of breath and brief coma, and some even directly suffocated to death."

The other colleagues snorted coldly and looked at Song Qingyou displeased.

(End of this chapter)