The medical concubine soars to the sky: the lord lightly pets

Chapter 337 A Sap

Too Hospital

After several days of careful research and development, Nangong Yun, Xueyi Qinglong, the imperial physicians, and folk doctors finally sorted out a prescription to deal with the epidemic, but the prescription is still immature, and they are doing various experiments on the sick body, which can only temporarily delay the epidemic. The aggravation and spread of the disease cannot be fundamentally treated.

Finally, some progress has been made, and Nangong Yun, who is so anxious, can take a breath. The epidemic can be compared with the plague in the ancient times where the technology level is extremely undeveloped. It is really not an easy task to solve it.

It was the first time Xueyi Qinglong encountered such a difficult disease in his life. He felt both headache and irritation. He had been doing experiments and researching prescriptions for several days and nights without sleep. Grandpa told grandma to persuade him to go to rest.

"Third uncle, you haven't closed your eyes for five days and four nights, don't you feel tired? If you continue like this, you will collapse before you develop a prescription. Listen to Yun'er's advice, go to sleep for a while, okay?" Even if you squint for a while..." Nangong Yun began to think again.

Fu Qinglong was still counting the amount of herbs, listening to Nangong Yun's non-stop babbling, blah, blah, terribly annoying.

"Oh, I'm not sleepy. If you're sleepy, go to sleep. Don't bother me here. Don't you see how busy you are? Don't make trouble..." Fu Qinglong hurried Nangong Yun away impatiently.

Nangong Yun: "Third Uncle..."

"Yuner, is Yuner here..." A clear voice came, Nangong Yun looked back, saw Zhao Yi, who was heavily wrapped and covered by a mask with only a pair of eyes, jumping in, frowning.

"Why do you dress yourself up like this?" Nangong Yun began to comment on his outfit as soon as they met.

The eyes on Zhao Yi's mask turned into crescents with a smile: "Isn't this to prevent infection? I cherish my life. I can't be killed by a small epidemic."

Nangong Yun rolled her eyes, didn't bother to pay attention to him, and continued to turn her head to persuade Fu Qinglong, "Third Uncle, listen to me..."

Fu Qinglong stared, "You're never finished. If I say I won't sleep, I won't sleep. If you keep disturbing me, I'll beat you!"

Seeing that the third uncle was really flirting, Nangong Yun had no choice but to shut his mouth, and turned his head resentfully, his face was clouded.

Zhao Yi pulled Nangong Yun aside, glanced at Fu Qinglong who was still concentrating on pairing herbs, pulled off his mask, and asked in a low voice: "Who is this person, who is so impolite to talk to you... wait, you just called His third uncle, could it be that he is the famous snow doctor Qinglong?"

"En." Nangong Yun replied weakly.

Zhao Yi let go of Nangong Yun, and stared at Fu Qinglong with wide eyes, the big bright eyes seemed to be quenched with infinite light, "Idol!"

Nangong Yun gave him a sad look, and said angrily: "He is a doctor, and you are a businessman. What kind of idol do you know? Don't worship him blindly just because he is my third uncle. I don't care. Take your love."

Nangong Yun said coldly, and sat aside to drink herbal tea by herself, and poured another cup for Zhao Yi, "Come on, drink a few more cups of herbal tea, this is more effective in preventing infection."

Zhao Yi frowned and pushed the herbal tea aside, complaining: "Don't drink it, our family is drinking stuff every day recently, and I'm about to throw up!"

Nangong Yun asked casually: "Is there nothing wrong with Duke Ningguo's mansion?"

When Zhao Yi heard that she actually took the initiative to care about him, his expression immediately softened, "It's safe, our family is now banned by my father, and no one can leave the mansion without permission, so as not to bring the virus into the house."

"Then why did you come out?"

"Joke, is this young master the kind of casual and obedient person? I finally managed to hide from my father's eyeliner and sneaked out after a lot of hard work, just to come out to see you, how is it, touched?"

Nangong Yun snorted twice weakly: "I am moved, I am moved, I am almost moved to death Mr. Zhao."

"What's wrong with you, you're so listless, hasn't the epidemic been temporarily relieved, don't put too much pressure on yourself." Zhao Yi comforted Nangong Yun when he saw Nangong Yun's sluggish expression.

Nangong Yun held his chin and glanced at Fu Qinglong, and said helplessly: "I didn't put so much pressure on myself, mainly because I was worried about my third uncle. He hasn't slept for five days. I'm really worried that he won't be able to bear it. What if he gets hurt? Isn't my body a crime of being a junior? But third uncle has always been stubborn, and being an elder, he can't be soft or hard, so I'm really worried..."

"Hey, I thought it was a big deal, such a small thing is worth your worry?" Zhao Yi said disdainfully.

Nangong Yun straightened up, his eyes flickered with light: "Do you have a solution?"

"Look at me." Zhao Yi stood up, went to the door and took off the thick stick that was holding the door, blinked at Nangong Yun who was staring at him with a confused face, walked straight behind Fu Qinglong, Patting him on the shoulder, Fu Qinglong turned his head impatiently.

"Hi!" Zhao Yi gave Fu Qinglong a big smile in a friendly manner, and then hit him on the head with a sap.

"You..." Fu Qinglong only said this word with his eyes wide open, and when he closed his eyes, he passed out.

"Hey hey..." Zhao Yi threw the stick in his hand, hurriedly caught the fallen Fu Qinglong, and raised his eyebrows at Nangong Yun proudly, "It's done."

Nangong Yun stared at this scene dumbfounded, stood up in shock, pointed at him, and then at Fu Qinglong: "You... how dare you... you're doomed now!"

"Who is dead?" Zhao Yi didn't feel the danger coming at all.

"Who?" Nangong Yun stared, "You!"

Fu Qinglong hasn't had a good rest for a long time, this sleep... really sound...

Opening his eyes in a daze, he saw a person's facial features very close to him. He immediately widened his eyes in shock, and straightened up quickly. Zhao Yi was also frightened by his sudden standing up: " Why did you react so strongly? Fortunately, I hid quickly, or else I would have kissed..."

Fu Qinglong looked at a strange man sitting beside him, and said coldly: "What nonsense are you talking about! Who are you and why are you here!"

Zhao Yi pointed to himself and asked Fu Qinglong, "Don't you know me?"

Fu Qinglong narrowed his eyes, and searched carefully in his mind, "Should I know you?"

Zhao Yi lowered his eyes sadly, "Well, it's fine if you don't know me. I'm Zhao Yi, do you know me now?"

"Zhao Yi..." Fu Qinglong muttered his name, the face he saw when he passed out suddenly flashed in his mind, "It's you!"

Looking at his reaction, Zhao Yi asked in surprise, "You remember?"

Fu Qinglong's eyes turned cold in an instant: "Who gave you the guts to hit me, are you dying?"

Looking at Fu Qinglong's icy face, Zhao Yi felt that his whole body was frozen by his eyes, and only then did he understand what Yun'er meant by "death" just now, oh my god, who will save him... …

(End of this chapter)