Chapter 188 How Can I Let You Go?

Zhuge Ye also noticed something was wrong, so he quickly closed his mouth and changed the subject.

"Her injury looks serious, but it's actually not dangerous, but this girl's wound is very strange, it seems to have the ability to heal itself, just like..."

Before Zhuge Ye finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yan Jinyu, "Have you developed your medicine?"

When it came to business, Zhuge Ye's expression rarely became serious, "There is no problem with the prescription, but there is still a lack of medicine, but I haven't figured out what this medicine is."

After that, he looked up at Yan Jinyu, "But how did you wake up, my lord? No, you have to let me feel the pulse."

Stepping forward quickly, Zhuge Ye grabbed Yan Jinyu's wrist, and after a while, looked at him, "Guoguo is back?"

Yan Jinyu frowned slightly, and even Yan Feng looked around the room subconsciously.

"No." Yan Jinyu replied calmly, but she quickly glanced at the bed from the corner of her eye.

Zhuge Ye thought about it again, "Then what did you eat?"

"nor."

In order to prevent Zhuge Ye from continuing to question, Yan Jinyu directly kicked him out, and even Yan Feng was sent away.

After closing the door, Yan Jinyu returned to the bedside again. It's not that he didn't understand the meaning of Zhuge Ye's words, in fact he had already guessed it.

He woke up because he drank the blood of the little guy, and even the toxin of the plague gradually faded away.

However, if he let him watch the little guy get hurt again and use her blood as medicine, how could he be willing?

Gently stroking the bandaged wound on Tang Guo's wrist with his fingers, Yan Jinyu turned his eyes slightly and looked at her face, "It's obvious that you can't be coquettish, but you can always do everything for me, little guy, how can you let me go?" Can I let you down?"

Zhuge Ye was worrying about medical books in the pharmacy, and Yan Feng was also anxiously pacing back and forth. At this moment, Cheng An hurried in, his sharp voice somewhat panting.

"Miracle Doctor Zhuge, some people seem to be dying soon."

Zhuge Ye stood up suddenly, looked at Yan Feng, "Hurry up and send more people to find Guoguo."

"No need." A clear voice sounded, Yan Jinyu paced towards Cheng An, and when he passed by Cheng An, he glanced, "Go out."

Cheng An was already afraid of Yan Jinyu, so he quickly saluted and backed out.

The regent is awake, he has to hurry to inform His Highness.

Just as Zhuge Ye was about to ask Yan Jinyu if he had any news about Guoguo, he drew out his dagger and slashed his arm.

"Grandfather!"

Yan Feng stepped forward quickly, but still couldn't stop him in time.

Zhuge Ye was also taken aback, "My lord, what are you doing?"

Yan Jinyu calmly opened the medicine stove to let the blood flow in, and then tapped the acupuncture points near the wound twice to stop the bleeding.

"Yan Feng, find some people to test the medicine."

Yan Feng nodded in bewilderment, looking for those few common people that Cheng An said were dying.

Knowing that Yan Jinyu would not joke about the plague, Zhuge Ye poured out the medicine from the medicine furnace with a try attitude, and gave it to several common people to drink.

After a quarter of an hour, they were relieved from their shortness of breath, and the painful expressions on their faces seemed to ease a lot.

"It really works!" Yan Feng was also very surprised.

Zhuge Ye hurriedly stepped forward to feel the pulse of several people, picked up the medicine stove, and smelled the smell inside.

"Yan Feng, let someone take them out, and feed them the remaining medicine twice, once every two hours."

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