Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 305 Terrifying Call for Help!

Chapter 305: Screaming for help!

"What do you mean, you mean agree, foster father doesn't love me?"

Huangfu Qianyu was furious, and even this has not calmed down.

The man in black didn't care about the blood gushing forehead, and quickly kowtowed, "I don't dare, I don't have this intention, and no one in the clan knows that Miss is the treasure in the palm of the king, and even the favorite of all clan elders." little princess."

The man in black is really suffering at this time.

How could he mean that, why is Miss so sensitive?
Huangfu stared at him with shallow words, and after a long while, he calmed down a little, but he was still furious, "Don't get out!"

"Yes--"

The man in black hurriedly retreated.

"Wait!" Huangfu called again suddenly in shallow words, which made him stop quickly.

"Miss, what else do you want?" The man in black was miserable.

I don't know why the lady's personality is so changeable, and in front of the clan elders, especially King Feng, she is so obedient, everyone thinks she is a little sheep.

who will know...

Huangfu stood up slowly, and his beautiful face gradually turned cold, "Send someone to this lady to keep an eye on Nalan Xueyi, and if there is anything wrong, come and report it immediately, and if you ruin this lady's affairs, I am only you!" ask!"

"Yes--"

The man in black retreated as if fleeing.

"Miss, this Nalan Xueyi is not an easy person to deal with. He has come here in person, explaining that the matter here has attracted the attention of the Nalan family. Then we people outside the sheriff's mansion, should we evacuate temporarily? ?” The subordinate next to him asked tremblingly.

This Nalan Xueyi is not someone else, so it is difficult to deal with.

"Withdraw what?" Huangfu calmed down, "what's there to be afraid of?"

When Nalan Xueyi came, this Ling Xiyue would have to die, otherwise the things in her hands would definitely threaten her!

"Yes……"

The subordinate backed away silently.

After all, Mr. Nalan is the lady's fiancé, so he doesn't look at the face of the monk or the face of the Buddha.

Huangfu sat down in a low tone, his brows were furrowed, and he muttered in a low voice, "He didn't really notice something, did he..."

Suddenly thought of something, she stood up, "No! Could it be that I mentioned the matter of divorce with him last time, and he became angry and wanted to take revenge on me? Could it be that he has been sending people to monitor me..."

The more Huangfu Qianyu thinks about it, the more he realizes that this is the case, and the more annoyed he becomes.

"I've already said that I don't like a cold man like him. It's impossible for me to like him. Why are there so many stalkers!" Huangfu Qianyu said that the fear in his heart gradually changed. into trouble.

"Ah and—"

There was a sneeze.

Xiao Bei, who was walking on the quiet street, rubbed the tip of his nose, "My lord, I sneezed and sneezed all the way, who is talking about me?"

Qingcheng, which was originally full of flowers, now has only sporadic pedestrians rushing past on the main street.

The man in the snow suit, who looked like a god, walked slowly, becoming more and more out of tune with the world around him.

Nalan Xueyi's eyes were like a quiet lake, unfathomable, as if he hadn't heard the question from the people behind him.

"My lord, I haven't got anything. The people in the Nether Realm are biting their tongues about the prescription of the medicine to cure the epidemic. They don't admit it, and ignore it. We can't get the evidence, so we can't justly find their fault... ..." Xiao Bei rambled.

Nalan Xueyi walked slowly, still ignoring the people behind him.

Mu Xi, who was next to Bei Chenyan, was affected by his temper, and said little, but the servant next to Nalan Xueyi was completely opposite to his temperament, and his mouth was so broken that he rarely spoke. free.

I don't know how Nalan Xueyi, who is so indifferent and reticent, endured it...

Xiao Bei kept chattering behind her back, and after an unknown amount of time, Nalan Xueyi finally spoke, her voice was light, like snow falling in the cool sky, "The top priority is to prevent the spread of the disease, so she must be fine."

"Ha, young master, you mean Ling Xiyue?" Xiao Bei was startled.

Then he didn't hide it, and laughed, "Young master, you don't think that this plague is temporarily controlled by her?"

He didn't believe that a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, fledgling, could have such a skill, because she was surrounded by a group of medical officers and generals who were in charge, and she just got the name of a good queen.

This kind of thing, he can see a lot!

Nalan Xueyi pursed her cherry lips lightly, and did not speak again.

It was night, and the wind was howling, but the medical workers and doctors in several major isolation areas were still busy and sweating profusely.

Although the spread of the disease has been temporarily contained, the chances of a cure are too slim, and no cure has been found yet, so no one dares to relax their vigilance.

Especially Ling Xiyue herself, even as the honorable queen, she did it herself, and even frequently went in and out of the isolation room of critically ill patients, setting an example.

It can be said that he took off his shoes and walked on the tip of a knife.

How dare anyone else have the slightest complaint?

Don't dare to take it lightly.

"He's dying!"

"Let's go, let's—"

"Drag it to the foot of Fancheng Mountain and burn it."

People come and go, and all kinds of noisy sounds continue day and night.

The most serious isolation area is the county guard's mansion. From Fan Jing, the chief medical officer, down to the miscellaneous medical workers, they are all full without touching the ground. Most of the people who have fallen recently are Chinese medicine practitioners. .

Ling Xiyue looked at another corpse wrapped in a white cloth and dragged out, her black pupils sank deeply, her brows frowned, and she stepped up to the medicine stove.

Headed by Fan Jing, several great doctors and court medical officials were discussing how to use the medicine around a pile of medicinal materials on the wide wooden table in the middle.

Ling Xiyue waved aside the white curtain and walked in.

"The Queen Mother."

Everyone stood up quickly and saluted.

Ling Xiyue waved her hand, took off the tulle mask, and stood in front of everyone, "How about it, can you come up with a more effective prescription?"

"Empress." Fan Jinggong cupped his hands and went forward to report, "The prescription you prepared earlier can indeed cure the plague to a certain extent, and it is the most effective one among the prescriptions we are using now."

Everyone nodded.

I don't know where the empress learned such superb medical skills at such a young age.

Fan Jing continued, "But only those who are mildly infected can see some curative effect. If the infection is severe, it still has no effect. It only treats the symptoms but not the root cause. After studying for a long time, I feel that among them, it should be so bad. Blindly drugging."

"Yes, ma'am." Someone nodded.

Ling Xiyue said "hmm", "I haven't figured out what this medicine is for yet."

Of course she knew, but for a while, she really didn't think of any medicine that could restrain this special symptom.

"I'll take a look at the pathogen I brought back." Ling Xiyue thought of the weird hair she brought back.

"Empress Empress, Empress Empress!"

Outside the medicine shed, there was a sudden shrill cry.

Ling Xiyue's eyes turned away, and through the thin white curtain, she saw a figure swaying outside, she tightened her brows, and walked out.

(End of this chapter)