Princess Golden Phoenix

Chapter 52
Yuqi frowned slightly, "Why?"

"You're a married man, do you think you're qualified to talk to me about this boring issue?" Lan Xia shook his clothes vigorously, wringed out the water, and put them on the screen.

"The king will deal with this matter as soon as possible." Yuqi closed her eyes and leaned against the tub in a state of depression, "Those clothes are left by you, by the hot spring and by the lake."

Lan Xia ruthlessly threw down the clothes in her hands, making a splash, took a few white clothes and those clean clothes, turned around, picked them up, put them behind the curtains, and put them on.Loosen this hair, picked up Yuqi's cloak, "Don't make any promises to me, I don't want to be disappointed."

Lan Xia left without looking back, her cloak covered her hair, her heart ached, she couldn't accept such a love.Feeling like a mistress who ruins someone else's family is a morality that cannot be crossed.

Lan Xia walked back to Yiren Town, looked back at the tent, "You will never understand, I can't pass this hurdle."

"Master Wushuang." Seeing that Lan Xia seemed to be a different person, Zimo was still smiling before leaving, but when he came back, he had a cold face, "You are completely soaked, go and change into clean clothes first, I will go and ask the big brother Herbs."

Lan Xia nodded slightly, walked back to the room the mayor prepared for her, changed her clothes, but coughed softly.

"Young Master Wushuang." The mayor brought people to the door and waited for the dispatch.

"How many people died today?" Lan Xia said slowly, coughing violently.

"There are only three today, do you want to show Zimo?" the mayor was slightly worried.

"I just went into the water, caught the wind and cold, it's fine." Lan Xia coughed violently again, "Is the body cremated?"

"It has been cremated." Hearing the coughing sound, the mayor became slightly nervous.

"Remember that the water can only be used after it has been boiled." Lan Xia covered her nose and mouth with a handkerchief and walked out, "Didn't it mean that there is still a river?"

"Yes, but it's a muddy water? It can't be used." The mayor looked embarrassed.

"Then I'll turn the muddy water into clean water. After a while, I'll write you a list, and you go and prepare the things I use." Lan Xia turned back to the room, picked up the pen and ink, wrote down fine sand, coarse sand, etc., and drew He picked up a barrel and handed it over to the mayor, who split up with a few men behind him.

"I haven't been sick for a long time." Lan Xia smiled slightly, unwilling to use her mind to adjust her body, coughing softly, as long as it didn't get worse, she would not use her mind.Lying flat on the bed, eyes closed, thinking about the process of going under the spring water over and over again.

"Young Master Wushuang, you're ready." The mayor whispered at the door, out of breath.

Lan Xia slowly opened her eyes, feeling dizzy, but nothing could knock her down. Lan Xia covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief, and looked at many people around the square, all to see how Mr. Wushuang put the muddy The water clears.

Lan Xia ordered, put a piece of cloth and black charcoal on the bottom of the vat, put a layer of coarse stones on top, one layer was finer than the other, and finally a layer of fine sand, and finally poured muddy water.

Lan Xia finally stood up from the stool, all eyes were on her hands, she pulled out the plug, clear water flowed out from the bottom.

There were cheers, surprises, and disbelief.

"Master Wushuang is really powerful."

"Yeah, you don't know that the buffalo can't dive into the bottom of the lake to salvage the corpse, but Mr. Wushuang can. Do you think he can be powerful?"

"What a god."

"Look how clear the water is."

"Everyone be quiet." Lan Xia raised her voice and coughed a few times, "You have to boil the water you drink in the future. You should wait a month for the spring water over there before you use it. Remember to boil it before drinking it." drink."

"Understood Mr. Wushuang." Everyone replied one after another.

Lan Xia coughed violently again, almost unable to breathe, and everyone was taken aback.

Lan Xia stretched out her hand to prevent others from approaching her, covering her mouth and nose with one hand, "Don't come here, I'm afraid I'll catch the plague too."

Lan Xia's footsteps were light and swaying, "Remember to give me a share of the medicine everyone is drinking."

"Young Master Wu Shuang is also infected with the plague?" Everyone seemed to be facing a catastrophe.

"I'm going to the ancestral hall, the seriously ill area." Lan Xia coughed fiercely and walked towards the ancestral hall.

"Master Wushuang, you can raise him in your own room, don't go to the intensive care unit, that's a dead end." The mayor stopped Lan Xia and knelt on the ground.

"Get up, everyone. In my eyes, all living beings are equal. If they are seriously ill and go to the hospital, I will naturally go too. I have made up my mind to go." Lan Xia's face was so pale that it was scary, and everyone was moved by it.

After Zimo came back, he heard that Lan Xia was suddenly seriously ill, so he went to the ICU by himself. Zimo hurriedly chased after him, and there were hundreds of people lying neatly. Lan Xia went to the innermost place and lay there reclining.

"Young Master Wushuang." Zimo called out, and everyone in the ward opened their eyes suddenly, looking in Zimo's direction, looking at that petite white figure with a pale face and powerless eyes.

"Young Master Wushuang?" Everyone stood up slightly, seeing that the person who was in the ward with them turned out to be the legendary Shi Wushuang.

There are surprises, despair, sadness, and moving eyes.

"Master Wushuang, I'll take you back to your room." Zimo stretched out his hand to pull Lan Xia up.

"No, all living beings are equal. I am a human being just like them, and I am also seriously ill like them. You can just give us a decoction." Lan Xia looked around, and they were all moved. Such a person in the cloud, Actually want to share troubles with myself, of course I am happy.

"I'll feel your pulse." Zimo reached out to hold her hand. She wanted to break free, but was caught.

"When I salvage dead bodies, it must be a plague. Don't try to excuse me, just go and prescribe medicine for us. I'm not a person who covets life and fears death." Lan Xia couldn't pull back his hand, so he could only let him feel the pulse.

"Master Wushuang, you are really infected with the plague. How can you tell me to explain to my elder brother?" Zimo did not forget what Yuqi said in the barracks just now, and swore to protect Shi Wushuang's safety.

"Tomorrow morning, if I'm not well, I'll listen to you. But I can guarantee that your medical skills will be able to cure us all." Lan Xia smiled slightly.

Zimo really wanted to tell Lan Xia that it wasn't that he didn't help, but that the plague was terminally ill and he couldn't recover.

Lan Xia gently covered Zimo's mouth with one hand, letting Zimo keep his words in his stomach. She knew better than anyone else that with ancient medical equipment, the plague was equivalent to cancer, and Zimo was helpless.

"Don't let the prince know, otherwise, he might risk his life and come here to take me away." Lan Xia knew that as long as she didn't leave, Yuqi would not leave.When did she believe so much that he would risk his life for her?Let's start at the bottom of the well.

"You." Zimo knew that Yuqi cared about the world in front of her.

"As long as you say I'm fine, he won't come." Lan Xia chuckled and coughed violently, almost coughing out her lungs before giving up. "Get out quickly, if you fall ill too, there will be no hope for all of us, get out."

(End of this chapter)