Until Pingming arrived, on a new day, the sound of disciplined transcription echoed in the mysterious room. In just one night, five more books were added to his side. The warm current of the day began to dispel the coldness of the night, and sparrows and various birds made loud crying sounds on the roof of the bungalow, as if it was in spring, and the quiet and beautiful curtain of clouds was suddenly beaten.

Gu, are you okay??"

"You're not dead yet, Tu has been since ancient times!

The closed paper door was suddenly opened, and two figures with brows rushed in and shouted loudly. The sparrows staying on the roof took off and flew away.

It seems that they may have been very careful about Tu Zhengu and arrived at this edge area early in the morning. I believe they walked out of the hair door at dawn. But what made them lose their homes is that since ancient times, I did not lie on the ground and wait for them as I expected. Instead, I was wearing a blanket with cherry blossom patterns, and my face was calm and pillowed on Han Yan's thigh. At this time, she was no longer as weak and pale as yesterday. After blood exchange and traditional Chinese medicine treatment, the supper bucket disappeared in just one night, and the bird black on my fingers and arms disappeared, and the pale face was light red again. She had not recovered yet and rubbed her eyes: "Who? It was so noisy early in the morning." Budu immediately came to her and checked her figure with a nervous look: "What about that fresh epidemic? What else is the body uncomfortable? Will people feel very painful? Then...

Hearing her series of questions, Ju Jigu finally came over. At this time, she finally noticed that her body was slightly swollen and the rice bucket was miraculously reduced overnight. Even Ju Jigu, who was straying on his fingers and arms, seemed a little stuttering: "Nothing. The clever son of God simply came to Han Yan and sat down, asking him for treatment environment: "How is Tu Jigu's condition?"

Han Yan, who was writing in a special way, replied: "I recovered from my illness, and I will take her away today."

"Recovered? Just one night?" Not to mention other people, even the Son of God who believed most of him was questioning himself. The truth was so nervous that the epidemic recovered from the night. Even those who do not understand medicine know that it is a fantasy.

"Believe it or not, I will leave no sick people here." After all, it is said that outsiders believe or question it. Only by completing equivalent interchange treatment is sufficient, and he has no fun knowing the opinions of others.

As for the result, the efficiency was astonishingly fast. The Son of God, who had witnessed all kinds of strange things, immediately understood his own misconduct. No matter what, the other party also rescued his ministers.

"No matter what you say, thank you for saving my nervous minister. Whether you really recover from illness, the most basic etiquette or you must be obeyed.

"The kindness of the treatment will be rewarded in another day!"

Since the master bowed his head and thanked him, as the beneficiary subject, Tu has always bowed his head and thanked him since the ancient times. Han Yan did not admit that: "The last time it means that your treatment is innocence is equivalent exchange, and we do not owe each other." In his eyes, this treatment was only a result of equivalent exchange between the two sides, and no matter which party does not owe anyone.

Although he had made a statement and drew a clear boundary, they still might have considered him as their benefactor. It was a merit to recover from illness, but the Son of God thought of another question: "Since Tu recovered from illness since ancient times, can she still go home?" This is the question she is worried about now. Yesterday, it was only calmed down in the Suwo clan, and a burst of pain was filled in the clan's resident. She did not expect that the minister who had just recovered to go back and get sick again.

Regarding this, Han Yan gave her own opinion: "She has taken over the treatment and will have antibodies to resist similar diseases in the future, but now she has just recovered from the disease and the antibodies are still in the early stages of birth. She has one-sidedly advised not to go back there.

"I know."

Zi entrusted to Tu Zigu behind him, "Since ancient times, I will stay in my place for resting for this period of time. If I don't go back to Su I, the only one who can let her stay here is the son of God. Although I can continue to stay here, I know that it has added a lot of troubles. It is really useless to stay here since ancient times.

"Yes!" Tu Zigu, who took over the order, remembered the sick Suwo Mazi at home, and the Suwo clan surrounded by the epidemic. If this continues, the entire Suwo clan will be destroyed under the epidemic. No matter how Chu Xiwang escaped this terrain, Tu Zigu, looked up and asked him: "Sir, can you please help my family? In addition to me, many other brother Suwo Mazi have become sick. If this continues, the people around you will die of the epidemic!

"Only anyone can take over the treatment if I can achieve the price I have proposed. Han Yan did not fully respond. There is only one prerequisite for him to treat his illness, that is, the equivalent replacement, and he uses this to see the warmth and warmth of the world.

"Thank you!"

At least he did not refuse, and he was very moved by the old days and worshipped him again.

Budu, who was beside him, said with admiration: "It's so good, I also want to go to the Son of God to recuperate.

Tu Zigu waited for her with dissatisfaction: "I'm almost dying because of the epidemic. If you want to try it, I won't mind." He scratched his head and wanted to get away with it. The cloth that wanted to get away with it suddenly noticed the clothes she was wearing, and the Hanfu on the surface was a little close to the yukata: "What a beautiful clothes, is this your clothes?"

"What a comfortable touch. After she mentioned it, the Son of God also noticed that Tu's clothes on his body were a bit different from the clothes he usually wore.

"Tu Zhengu, is this the clothes you wear?" The son of god reached out and touched the silk clothes. The feeling of returning from his fingers was extremely comfortable. Tu Zhengu, who seemed a little panicked, glanced at Han Yan and immediately commented: "No, this is the clothes given to me by the adults. I will change them immediately and return them to the adults.

"No need, it is a useless thing, just take it if you want it." For him, the things that Qing'e encountered in childhood were already useless things. Sooner or later, it would be better to give it to her.

Upon hearing this, Tu Zigu's face was noble and joyful: "Is that OK? Thank you! Lord Han Yan!"

The expression she showed was enough to show that the clothes she was wearing were very porridge. No matter what she said or a girl, she would definitely porridge for beautiful and comfortable clothes. At this time, Han Yan felt that the corner of the clothes was pulled by someone. When he turned his head, he saw that Bu was staring at him with a shiny cute expression with his eyes. Even without saying anything, he could tell that she was also the most porridge-like clothes. The cute eyes were like acting cute to adults and wanting him.

Lovely thing. In response to this, Han Yan returned to the copying state from a new way and replied: "The third black box on the left of the wall cabinet is to the left, so take everything if you want." Bu Du ran to the rear wall cabinet without any politeness to find out the third box box. He opened the lid and saw that although there was no colorful fabric, each piece of clothing seemed to be a meticulous work of a conceited teacher. Bu Du picked up blue and white feathered clothes and shouted excitedly to the Son of God: "So beautiful! Son of God, come and take a look!!"

"Is it really OK? That's what we can do."

It is clear that the Son of God, a girl, was also moved by these bright clothes. But she might have confirmed to him a little uneasy. Even the clothes he had sewed for Qing'e with one stitch, he was not attached to all the transfers: "It doesn't matter, it's useless to leave things that are useless."

Although he was very excited to get beautiful clothes, the Son of God was more concerned about why he had so many children's clothes. With the accusation of curiosity, the Son of God did not pick up clothes with Budu, but came to Han Yan and asked, "Is there any other children coming to the geometric children's clothes besides us?"

"The old things of the people I taught them."

The only thing he once took the initiative to teach combat and knowledge was the Qingmei on the land of China. However, the result made him feel disappointed. Qing'e was in a suffocating mood. Meiling failed to turn into a dragon and died. Although she had the talent of a strong man, she could develop into a true and strong man. Based on his words, the first feedback of the Son of God understood the person who had been taught as a "disciple", and the second reaction was that he had accepted a disciple.

Therefore, she continued to ask with great pleasure: "Where is your disciple now?"

“Leave.

There were three very simple words, but these three words had a vague meaning and many uses. Therefore, the Son of God was very clever to avoid this topic and bowed to him again: "I would like to thank you again for giving it to you. Please give me more advice in the universe today."

Even though there are all kinds of patients here who come up with a disease to seek medical treatment every day, even if the outside world is full of plagues, the three of them still insist on coming every day.

During this chaotic period of Confucius, she was originally expected to help Too Akira Uchimura handle political affairs, but because of the special period when Emperor Minda was sick, Uchimura Wuzhang ordered the son of God to be strictly forbidden to enter it. In desperation, she could not sit in her family's tumultuous atmosphere, so she had to go to Han Yan's residence.

Although there are many patients infected by plagues here every day, the Son of God did not know that out of intuition, his residence was the safest place. He would blow the warm and comfortable wind at any time, and completely treat him as an exile place. But in fact, he was really confused by her. As a residence that always resides, Han Yan certainly could not allow him to spread all over the place. Therefore, a magic array was set up near the left and the magic seal of the wind of the Pure Land was engraved in the house. What the Son of God felt was that the warm wind was the wind of the Pure Land that purified the virus, so there was a safe area within a hundred meters centered on the 100-meter limit. As time went by, the sun rising from the east gradually rose to the high altitude. At this time, more and more villagers came from the city to seek medical treatment.

The nobles who were disdainful of being with the common people also discovered that his residence was regarded as a dangerous place by all the wealthy families. Now even the wealthy families who dare not get close to come here specifically. This shows that there are many problems, which means that even the doctors supported by the wealthy families cannot suppress the spread of the epidemic. The three sons of God did not disturb his treatment, but obediently picked up a few books to read.

These patients are very orderly and do not discover the situation of jumping into the lineup or making noises. In fact, when a wealthy family came to seek medical treatment in the past, they had already tried this situation. Those people were dismissed from the doctor after the situation. They knew that the other people who had the wealthy family dared not make rashes in his current situation. Similarly, for the current situation, the three sons of God were wandering in their hearts. The spread of the epidemic has been separated from the court. If they did not make any mistakes, the situation would be even more unlucky. So in this regard, if it were Han Yan, it would be

If you can stand out, even if you cannot survive the hardships, the situation will not be so sinister. What’s funny is that for the sake of dispensable arrogance and self-sustainment, the current situation has become more sinister with limited governance capabilities. Especially after the current minister Su Mumazi fell ill, Emperor Minda’s disease could no longer be concealed. The court that failed the leader completely fell into chaos. Even the epidemic prevention and control measures with full loopholes were formulated by a group of laymen, and the consequences were criticized.

However, this is not a short-term and often unlucky situation. Because of the very unlucky situation, it is simply reported to the lower-level public. The nobles and royal families who cannot save themselves cannot be afraid of the civilians. In the future, human selfishness can be seen. In the past, these nobles and royal families will not care about civilians' casualties in the past. From the eyes of the public looking at the nobles, it can be seen that hatred is brewing. If it is not resolved as soon as possible, this conflict will sooner or later come to an attack, and that day is afraid that it will become the fuse for the overall order of Nara. I am so sad that I am really tired and revolved when I am not able to intervene now. The current situation is not something that can change the current situation. At least it must be the Shanggong clan, Su Wo

The three major clans of the Fobu clan and the power headed by the current Japanese emperor were able to join hands at the same time, and how to make these powers move is always questionable. When she searched for the plan to solve the problem, Han Yan was quietly treating the patient. The two sides had a tacit understanding and did not exchange them until dusk and sunset.

In one day, Han Yan has treated hundreds of patients, but the number of people who come to seek medical treatment has not decreased, but the number of people who come to seek medical treatment has increased.

“That’s all today.”

After healing the middle-aged man, Han Yan revealed that today's treatment ended here. With his voice coming down from the corridor, a large group of villagers waiting for treatment and the nobles who were still in time for treatment, they heard a wave of complaints and noises, but they did not dare to take the lead in causing trouble.

The truth was that the nobles who killed the real things that day were not cut in vain, but left indelible images among the peaceful people of the rich. Since even the nobles dared to cut, let alone the common people, no matter how many complaints, the villagers could only return home on their own, because they didn’t even have the qualifications to complain, and the nobles left behind behind their backs. Seeing him back to the desk, the familiar money-making operation, whenever this happened, the son of gods would always think about a question, that is, “Isn’t this one-sided way to do other than writing books?”

But no matter what, the Son of God must thank Han Yan, who has tried his best to heal his people, "I have worked hard today. Thank you for your treatment for these villagers."
Chapter completed!