Han Wuwei curled his lips and looked at Jiang Xing who was ready in front of him. He casually said, "I said that you want your highness to take it yourself, go and get it back in person... If it is handled by others, I will not treat it."

These words without a title are undoubtedly blocking the soldiers' mouths.

Everyone couldn't help but be angry...

"Your Highness, this bamboo basket is full...it's almost done. Your Highness remembers that you must not pass through the hands of others. The safety of the people in the northwest will be on you." Shang Wuxian said this, and everyone next to him gritted their teeth.

Although Jiang Xing said that his reputation was not very good before, his concern for the people these days is not comparable to that of everyone.

Everything is done by myself... The imperial physician and the guard have taken turns to rest, but His Highness and the Grand Tutor are commanding in the northwest day and night.

Even my eyes have never been closed, look at the black green under my eyes.

Some people were depressed, but they didn't dare to say much, knowing that the miracle doctor in front of them was their only redemption now.

"It will definitely be done." Jiang Xing only said this, and she turned slightly, her eyes falling on Bai Junmo in front of her.

"The teacher must take care of all the affairs in the northwest city."

Bai Junmo nodded.

Jiang Xing's eyes fell on the red-robed man Shang Wu's body again. "I am back, is Mr. Shang willing to cure the plague in the northwest?"

The woman's voice was a little tender, as if it was uncontrollable and a little joyful. What she most hoped for now was to hope that the plague in the northwest would be resolved as soon as possible.

Whether it is for her... or for anyone, it is the best.

"That's natural, you must do what you say." Shang Wuling smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes fell on Jiang Xing's body in front of him.

Jiang Xing hadn't had a rest for several days, so he wanted to see what steps could she do if a weak woman who was weak and had been pampered since childhood.

Shang Wuying looked at Jiang Xing's extremely confident look, and he felt a little curious.

Jiang Xing got a positive answer, and his rain boots stepped on the floor and walked away in the darkness.

As long as she picks yellow grass on the mountain, everyone in the northwest will be saved.

Jiang Xing was holding a picture of yellow grass tightly in his arms.

Jiang Xing didn't recognize him, but she just needed to pick him according to the picture.

There must be no mistake.

The mountains are far away, but the situation in the northwest city is no longer optimistic, otherwise... Jiang Xing would not choose to take the risk at night.

In the northwest city... every hour passed, more than a dozen people died...

Jiang Xing thought so and couldn't help but speed up his pace.

She took a step earlier, and those people had the chance to live one step later.

But the mountain was too far away, and Jiang Xing felt sore in the darkness that he saw the mountain.

Halfway through the road, it suddenly became heavy and pouring rain.

Jiang Xing was wearing a straw raincoat, but the rain still poured in. The cold and bitter feeling made Jiang Xing's brain, which was a little waiting, recovered a little bit of sober.

Jiang Xing hadn't slept for several days, and his eyes were extremely tired... It seemed that it was extremely laborious to turn.

My body was already wet with rain, and my clothes were tightly attached to my body.

But Jiang Xing had no complaints, and he was a miraculous doctor, and his temper was very strange.

Jiang Xing didn't think much about it.

As long as the plague can be solved, it is good.

My body was already wet by the rain, and my clothes were sticky to my body.

Walking up a hillside, Jiang Xing took out a cup of oil from the bamboo basket, swaying in the wind, leaving only the sound of the swaying lights in the air.

There is also a whistling wind.
Chapter completed!