Chapter 72 72. Illness is not a disease 1

Uncle Fang and Aunt Lian fell to the ground, revealing their original bodies as snow-white foxes.

Zhu Yan clicked his tongue inside and said, "How can you let her help you kill the turtle?"

"Shut up!" You Jue just snorted.

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Although relying on the power of Shuang Yi Dan, Xichang could barely walk around, speak a few words, and eat some porridge.

But his illness continued to get worse day by day.

Three days later, even after taking Shuang Yi Dan, he could no longer get out of bed.

The blackness on his face became darker, and his lips became even more chapped and stained with blood.

At night, he felt pain all over his body, like fried ant bites, which made him miserable.

Yu'er was so worried that she went to see the imperial doctor several times.

Fu Liyi and Guan Zhe were also troubled and anxious, but they had no good solution.

Every day, several people die and new ones become sick.

Dozens of the soldiers guarding the area and doctors treating patients also died.

All the dead people were taken to the east end of the village and burned with fire, leaving no place to return.

"Damn Kurihara! When will you come back?" Yu'er lost her sight and still didn't see Kurihara turn around.

Calculating that Xuanzhou is only more than two thousand miles away from Qingluo Peak, Kurihara can fly a thousand miles in one day, and the round trip takes four days.

But if I come with my sister Qingyi on Qingsi, three days will be enough.

Qingsi and Chixue are both finches, which can fly three thousand miles in one day.

Why is there no one there yet?

Could it be that Sister Qingyi is not at Qingluo Peak!!

Thinking about this, it becomes even more difficult to sit or lie down.

Once upon a time, before brother Changli entered the soul, sister Qingyi guarded the Jiangshi Suhua day and night, hoping that it would bear fruit soon, and she almost never left Qingluo Peak.

But Jiangshi Suhua had already married a son, and Changli's brother had already entered into her soul, and had practiced immortal magic, so the two of them often went out together for long trips.

There is no sister Qingyi and Grandpa Xue.

But it would take another two days for Kurihara to bring Grandpa Yuki back.

Wouldn't he borrow Chixue for a while?

Or, brother Jie Feng is not here either?

Isn't he still recovering from his injuries in Mingxi?

I won't be so unlucky, right?

She was just making wild guesses and couldn't rest for a moment, always looking at the sky in a daze.

Xichang lay on the bed and asked weakly: "Who are you waiting for?"

"How do you know I'm waiting for someone?" Yu'er said.

"I can't get up, but I can still see." Xichang twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, but couldn't smile at all. He only felt a pain in the cracked area.

Yu'er dipped the cloth into the water bowl on the table and wiped his lips for him.

"I'm waiting for someone." Yu'er said, "If she can come, maybe you all can survive. So, you must hold on."

"Okay." Xichang only said softly.

"Why don't you ask who she is?" Yu'er said.

"I don't even know who you are, so why ask who she is." Xichang said.

"That's right." Yu'er smiled.

But Xichang seemed like he couldn't wait any longer.

Only half an hour later, Xichang suddenly rolled over on the bed in pain and roared hoarsely.

Soon his clothes were soaked through and his eyes were horribly blood red.

Yu'er was in a hurry, but she didn't know what to do.

Xichang struggled painfully for about a cup of tea, and suddenly he fell stiffly on the bed and became motionless!

Yu'er called him loudly: "Yin Doctor, Yin Doctor, Second Prince, Second Prince..."

But Xichang didn't respond.

Tears rolled down from Yu'er's eyes unconsciously.

"Sister Qingyi, why don't you come!" Yu'er cried.

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You Jue and the two spirit foxes have already rushed back to Chitian Village.

The Lord was lying on the couch with his veins bursting from pain and sweating profusely.

"Master!" You Jue quickly put the two spirit foxes on the ground in front of the couch, stepped forward to help the Lord up, "You Jue has brought the two thousand-year-old spirit foxes!"

When the Lord saw these two snow-white spirit foxes, a happy smile appeared on his painful face: "Fox blood, hurry up..."

"Yes, Master!"

You Jue immediately picked up the two spirit foxes from the ground and brought them to the pharmacy, stabbing the thin white snow with the sharp blades.

Uncle Fang's fox body suddenly opened its eyes and threw all his strength towards the sharp blade stabbing Aunt Lian's fox body.

However, he had lost all his magic power, and the sharp tip of the knife slit his throat in the blink of an eye.

Blood spurted out immediately.

Aunt Lian's fox body jumped up from the ground and rushed towards Uncle Fang.

The cold light flashed like lightning, and the blood was like falling red rain.

"Yu'er..."

Aunt Lian gave a weak cry and then fell silent again.

Youjue's blade was as sharp as ice and drained the blood of two spirit foxes.

The two spirit foxes, which originally still had a weak breath, lost their last breath.

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Yu'er was wiping tears from Xichang's bedside and calling him loudly: "Second Prince, Second Prince..."

Suddenly hearing a crisp bird song outside the window, Yu'er was immediately overjoyed and rushed out.

A small bird the size of a domestic pigeon with snow-white wings and a short red beak was hovering in the sky.

"Qingsi! Qingsi! I'm here!" Yu'er jumped and screamed in the courtyard.

When Qing Si saw her, he flew towards her and landed on her shoulder.

"You are finally here, where is Sister Qingyi?" Yu'er reached out and stroked its little head, smiling happily.

"You girl, you are really messing around!" A gentle voice scolded softly, "This is a disease-ridden place, and you dare to come here alone."

Before he finished speaking, a woman in plain white clothes walked in, followed by a man in a blue gown.

It was Qingyi and Liu Mo.

Just as Yu'er was about to meet them, Kurihara ran over from behind them, grabbed Yu'er and looked around, saying, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, you're back!" Yu'er said, "I'm almost dying of anxiety waiting for you!"

"So urgent? Let's have a wedding tonight," Kurihara said with a smile.

"Shameless." Yu'er glanced at him sideways and said.

Shaking off his hand, he walked towards Qingyi and grabbed Qingyi's hand: "Sister Qingyi, hurry up! Doctor Yin is dying!"

Yu'er dragged Qingyi and walked into the house. Liu Mo and Li Yuan also hurriedly followed into the house.

Qingyi took a closer look at Xichang's condition, took out a needle, and inserted it into his important acupuncture points.

After a while, Xichang opened his eyes.

Yu'er smiled at Xichang, who was still lying on the bed with a confused look on his face: "Physician Yin, this is my sister Qingyi. She is very good at treating diseases. Now that she is here, you can rest assured."

Xichang looked at the girl Yu'er was referring to, she was about twenty years old or younger, very young, and there was a look of hesitation on her face.

Qingyi took a closer look at his face, then at his hands and feet.

I saw a thin black line on the palms of Xichang's hands.

No matter how detailed the question was about what was wrong with him, Xichang always answered him one by one.
To be continued...