Gong Yulinxu swallowed a few more doses of medicine and slowly opened his eyes.

The moment he laid eyes on Jiang Fugui, he asked her, stunned, "What did you give me to eat? It tastes even more bitter than coptis root?"

Listening carefully, Gong Yulinxu's voice was still obviously weak.

"Good medicine tastes bitter, and good medicine tastes bitter... only in this way can Your Highness recover faster."

Jiang Fugui didn't tell Gong Yulinxu what kind of medicine he was taking. Anyway, it was just bitter and he would get used to it after a while.

On weekdays, in addition to writing prescriptions for decoctions, Jiang Fugui imitated ancient prescriptions based on some memories of his previous life and developed a number of medicinal powders for injuries and pains, as well as some external ointments for different functions.

As for why Jiang Fugui didn't refine the elixir?

This is a long story...

Gong Yulinxu still felt an unbearable bitterness in his mouth and throat. After coughing a few times, it did not relieve the pain at all. Instead, the bitterness made him want to vomit even more.

Fortunately, he only retched a few times.

Seeing this, Mei Ling immediately came to the big bunk bed with a teapot in one hand and a teacup in the other, and Mei Ying helped Gong Yulinxu sit up.

After drinking three cups of warm water in a row, Gong Yulinxu felt that the bitter taste had not disappeared, but his complexion looked much better than before.

Jiang Fugui placed his left hand on his forehead and his right hand on Gong Yulin's round and full forehead.

Then, she switched her hands.

There is still a little difference in temperature between the two people's foreheads, but it's not much. As long as Gong Yulinxu drinks more water, he will be fine and will be completely recovered in two or three days.

"Since Your Highness's fever has subsided, I will go back to bed."

After Jiang Fugui packed up his things, he stood up, bowed, and prepared to leave.

With good intentions, she warned him, "Your Highness is frail and lacks Yang Fire, so you might easily encounter some evil spirits. Dawn will be here in less than two hours, so it's best that Your Highness doesn't leave this room again."

Hearing this, Phantom couldn't help but tremble, and asked cautiously: "Then Your Highness just now was because..."

I hope... he doesn't think too much about it...

"There's a lot of miasma in the mountains, and it's worst at night. Plus, it's been raining heavily tonight, and the falling raindrops have stirred up a mist that's made it difficult for the miasma to dissipate. Your Highness was poisoned by this miasma mist."

Jiang Fugui tried hard to open his eyes wide and spoke nonsense in a serious manner.

Anyway, I can't tell them the truth, otherwise they will be scared.

"However, because Your Highness still had Three Smiles Xiaoyao in his body, the miasma poison was suppressed and transformed into a cold evil energy, causing Your Highness to faint and have a severe and rapid fever. But, fortunately... the miasma poison did not activate Three Smiles Xiaoyao, so Your Highness is no longer in danger of death..."

After saying that, Jiang Fugui didn't stop and walked straight to the door of the wing room.

She was so sleepy that her eyelids were almost closing!

On the other hand, the Phantom, the Spirit and the Ghost in the compartment were all listening attentively, without any suspicion at all.

Seeing Jiang Fugui approaching the door of the wing room, Mei Ling was the first to react. However, he was holding the teapot and teacup in both hands, so he could only fold his wrists and bow, "Thank you for your help, Miss Jiang Er."

The Phantom and the Ghost, who reacted later, also bowed and expressed their gratitude with a pious attitude.

The spirit turned to the ghost and ordered, "Send Miss Jiang back."

"No need to send me off. My room is right next door. I can walk there in just a few steps."

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