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Chapter 3 3. Recurrence of serious illness(2/2)

Yu Su smiled and said, "Ziqing, you threw it all to me. I have to take care of all the springs in the sky, right?"

Ziqing smiled slightly and said, "You have worked really hard these years."

Yusu nodded, took out a stack of banknotes from his sleeve, and said, "Please have your Lord look at these."

Ziqing took it and looked at it, and saw that there were tens of thousands more than usual. He smiled and said: "It seems that besides Tianwaiquan, teahouses and wineries in other places are also prosperous, and Yusu's contribution is indispensable."

"Your Majesty has great ambitions for the world, how can he take this into consideration? Yu Su and Wu Heng are just trying their best," Yu Su said.

Ziqing collected the banknote and said, "I will take it back to Chitianzhuang and ask the Lord to see it."

Yusu's face suddenly turned serious, and he said, "How is the Lord?"

Ziqing held the jade flute in his hand, raised his eyebrows in worry, and said: "You also know that the attack only happens once every three months, and every time, your life hangs by a thread."

Then he asked: "Is there any news from You Jue?"

After hearing this, Yusu took out a slightly yellowed book from his sleeve and turned to one of the pages.

Holding the book in his left hand, he used his right hand to scan the page.

Ziqing remained silent so as not to disturb her.

After a while, Yu Su loosened his right hand and said happily: "The messenger Dao Youjue has returned to Chi Tianzhuang with Tang Snake Dan."

"This is really great, it deserves to be called Youjue!" Ziqing was also delighted, "I'll go back to Tianzhuang right away."

Ziqing immediately set out on horseback and arrived in Yinzhou a few days later.

Send the horse to the stable and walk out of the city to the mountains.

After returning to Chitianzhuang, he went to the residence of the Lord, kowtowed, performed a great ceremony, and presented the cash receipt.

"You've been working hard for days, let's go down." The Lord just said.

Ziqing stood up and said, "I heard from Yu Su that You Jue has returned with Tang She Gu."

The Lord nodded slightly and said, "Not bad."

really.

Ziqing was naturally happy and asked, "Then, is the medicine ready?"

"Zheng De is still refining." The Lord said.

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Three days later, Zheng De finally refined a jet-black pill and presented it to the Supreme Lord on a brocade plate.

You Jue, Mo Xing, Ziqing, An Ting, etc. all stood by.

Everyone held their breath and no one was heard in the room.

The Lord took the pill and took it.

All eyes are focused on the Lord.

A month has passed.

The Lord is safe and sound.

Two months have passed.

The old illness has not returned.

Seeing that it was almost three months since the last attack, everyone in the village felt like they were on a string that could be broken at the first touch.

Two months and one day,

Two months and two days,

Two months and three days



Two months and twenty-one days...

The Lord gets up and sleeps as usual every day. Although he has not seen any miraculous improvement, his old illness has not recurred.

Could it be that the snake gallbladder this time really worked?

So far, in order to curb the old illness of the Lord,

Youjue has gone to the extreme cold to pick snow lotuses from the top of icebergs,

I have been to the desert frontier to obtain the soul of a century-old eagle,

Climbed over cliffs and dug out the roots of the thousand-year-old ginseng king...

Whenever Zheng De opens his mouth, You Jue will risk his life and death to get Chitian Village back.

However, the Lord's old illness is still getting more serious day by day.

This time, is it really possible?

Time passed day by day, and You Jue became more and more worried and unbearable day by day, keeping his eyes open almost all night long.

Finally, March is up.

The Lord's old illness has not relapsed.

Everyone in the village felt that they could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

There is also a kind of transparency in Youjue's heart that seems to crawl out of self-death.

That night, You Jue finally squinted her eyes.

As soon as the light came out, he opened his eyes.

Looking at the sky, he stood up and went out, walked around several verandas, and walked towards a room where the sound of flute came from.

When I got outside the door, I saw a man in a long gown standing in front of the window, playing the flute and enjoying himself.

"Ziqing." You Jue said.

When Ziqing saw him coming in, he stopped playing the flute.

"It's still early, why not take a rest?" Ziqing said.

"I don't feel tired. I haven't finished reading the book Ziqing gave me last time. I can continue to explain it today." You Jue said.

Ziqing was his mentor, but they only called each other by their first names.

Because there is no elder or younger among them, no superiority or inferiority, no master and disciple.

They have only one common master.

"Okay, then sit down." Ziqing said.

So he also sat down opposite You Jue, opened a copy of "History of Qi", and talked with him.

Suddenly I heard the rapid footsteps of someone running in the courtyard.

These footsteps!

Everyone in the manor has always obeyed the rules and came and went calmly. There is only one situation that will make everyone nervous!

You Jue and Ziqing were shocked. They immediately stood up and rushed out the door, heading straight to the Lord's room.

Before he reached the door, he saw that Mo Xing had already carried the Lord out.

The Lord's face was so pale that it made people palpitate, and he was sweating profusely. He pinched Mo Xing's shoulders tightly with both hands and let out a low roar of pain!

This familiar scene made You Jue's heart sink into the ten thousand year ice cave.

The snake gallbladder failed to cure him...

Not even getting better...

Mo Xing carried the Lord into the room with the large bathtub.

An Ting and Yu Xing turned around and went to the corridor on the right to get the potion.

Zheng De opened the big lid on the big bathtub.

The Lord entered the big bathtub and was so weak that he had no strength at all.

Only two hands tightly grasped the edge of the tub, and he groaned in pain one after another.

The sound was not loud due to the weakness of the old sick body, but when You Jue heard it, he was as frightened as thunder.
Chapter completed!
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