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It was a woman with mature and exquisite facial features, holding a lady's temples.

A child's pale, thin arm hangs limply from its mother's arms.

A woman who disregards her image can be said to be howling like ghosts and wolves.

But no matter how much the woman cried, there were only countless spectators, the doctor shaking his head frequently, and the weakly breathing child in his arms.

Yuan Zhao embraced Kong Zaijin's shoulders, protected him through the spectators, and squeezed ahead of the crowd.

Just when Kong Zaijin was about to go to the lady, an old voice sounded outside the inn door: "Madam, can I show the old man?"

The spectators around seemed to make a wave, and retreated to both sides after making a noise, leaving a path for Su Zhongshi.

With cautious hopes, the woman squinted her eyes and looked at the white-robed old man who came against the light and volunteered. A little surprise appeared on her face, followed by confusion: "Are you... a doctor?"

"That's right, ma'am." The dusty Elder Su pulled down his hood and took the child's pulse.

After taking the pulse, Elder Su remained calm and still smiled kindly.

He fed the child a pill: "Madam, the young master's illness can only be relieved by taking medicine first. If you want to cure it, you need to go to the Medicine Pavilion."

When the child's breathing became stable, he gave a prescription to the woman's servant.

The little spark in the woman's eyes flickered and then went out, and then she lovingly wiped the non-existent sweat on the child's forehead with a handkerchief: "It's only a short time to live. I'm satisfied that A Lang is still alive."

"Madam, are you going to the medicine pavilion in the suburbs of Xiancheng?" Elder Su slowly put the medicine bottle back into the storage bag.

"I sent someone to invite them, but the people from the Medicine Pavilion haven't arrived yet." He could hear a bit of frustration.The woman suddenly asked: "Is this doctor from the Medicine Pavilion?"

"No, just go there to find someone."

Yuan Zhao: "Here." They did make an appointment to wait at the Medicine Pavilion.

Elder Su glanced sideways, with surprise in his eyes.

At this time, the servant who grabbed the medicine came back, and he returned the prescription to Dr. Su, and hurriedly borrowed a few medicine bags from the inn's kitchen: "Mrs... ma'am! Let's make the medicine!"

Kong Zaijin stretched out his hand: "Doctor Su, can you show me the prescription?"

"Naturally. I didn't expect Confucius to understand medicine." Dr. Su handed the prescription to Kong Zaijin, and then said to Yuan Zhao, "Your Majesty, I also encountered dozens of cases of sleeping sickness on the road. The closer I went to the fairy city, There are more comatose patients. So some time was lost on the road."

"Nothing. It's just in time." Yuan Zhao asked, "It just so happens that we are going to the Medicine Pavilion today." In order to wait for Long An and Feng He, they walked and slept all the way, slowing down their pace.

"Wait for the young master to drink the medicine before setting off. That young master's illness is the worst I have ever seen, and he is also the one who has grown the most." Elder Su sighed.

Yuan Zhao: "Elder Su's medical skills are really superb, and he can see that this poison will grow."

"Sigh." Elder Su waved his hand indifferently: "I saw too many patients, so I found out."

As time went by, the spectators couldn't bear to wait for the servant to decoct the medicine, and gradually dispersed.

At this time, a little girl timidly hid behind a column and looked here.

After reading the prescription, Kong Zaijin came to a sudden realization: this prescription is one more Shimenghua than what Shu Qingji gave him, that is, it is just more Shimenghua, and this prescription is more useful.

After he returned the prescription, the servant also brought the medicine.

Yuan Zhao watched the noble lady feed the sick and thin young man to drink medicine. After a while, the young man opened his eyes and called out weakly: "Mother."

The lady was overjoyed, and hugged the child tightly: "Alang... Alang, it's good to wake up, it's good to wake up." Her mood gradually stabilized, and she looked at Su Zhongshi as if she was looking at the savior: "No matter how much it costs, please pay me back." The doctor cured Ah Lang!"

Dr. Su reminded her with a kind smile, "Ma'am, this poison is severe. You should understand that it is difficult for me to cure it."

The lady did understand, since she found out that A Lang had sleeping sickness, she desperately searched for a doctor, how could she not understand?

Her face froze.

At this time, a pale hand stroked her face: "Mother, I'm not afraid, and you don't need to be afraid either." The owner of the voice that was as soft as silk was A Lang who was lying in the woman's arms.

The woman forced a smile: "Ah Lang is right, mother is not afraid."

Kong Zaijin observed the child's expression, and it was indeed a little better than the pale ashes just now.

He looked around and found a seven or eight-year-old girl hiding behind a pillar, as if she was looking for someone but was scared.

He walked over and squatted down: "Looking for someone?"

The girl flinched, the medicine in her arms fell to the ground, and a bag of sugar rolled down, glowing cheaply under the light passing over the dust.

The girl became more nervous, and while picking up the medicine, she answered irrelevant questions and said, "...Well, my sister, my sister was born, sick, sleeping, sleeping sick."

She was actually a little stammer.

"What's your name?" Kong Zaijin helped her pick up the medicine bag and put it in her arms.

"A Yao." When there were only two words, the girl stopped stuttering.When the girl spoke, her eyes were still on the candies on the ground.

Presumably, if Kong Zaijin was not there, she picked it up.

Kong Zaijin noticed the little girl's movements, and asked Mojun, "Is there any candy?"

Yuan Zhao, who kept his eyes on him, took the candy from the inn clerk who rushed back from the door.

Shaking the small bag of candy, he smiled and said, "Yes."

The moment the girl dropped the candy, Yuanzhao used a high salary to order the buddy to buy a small bag of candy back at a sprint speed of [-] meters.

The color of the candies scattered on the ground seemed to become translucent, exuding a sweet and greasy smell.

Kong Zaijin gave the candy to Ah Yao who was beside him: "Don't eat the candies on the ground, I will pay you for new ones."

Maybe it was because he was so good-looking, the little girl felt that he was not a bad person, so she hesitated for a moment and took the candy: "Brother, brother is good, good-looking."

Kong Zaijin asked her, "A Yao, where is your sister?"

"The medicine cabinet."

Kong Zaijin repeated the first question: "A Yao, are you looking for someone?"

"En. Find, find that master, grandpa, save me, sister, sister."

Kong Zaijin was about to say something when he was interrupted by footsteps.

A man dressed as a doctor led two medicine boys into the inn in a hurry, came to the lady, and pulled A Lang's wrist to check his pulse without saying a word.

He checked again and again in disbelief, his eyes were surprisingly bright: "Young master, what did you eat?! The condition has been relieved to such an extent?"

The noble lady hugged Alang tightly and looked at the old man in white robe.

The doctor immediately came to Su Zhongshi excitedly, and before he could speak first, Doctor Su said: "This old man is going to the Medicine Pavilion, please lead the way."

He smiled happily, as if he saw the savior, and immediately said: "Please follow me."

After speaking, he glanced to a corner, and saw a young man who was astonished as heaven and man and... Ah Yao?He wondered: "Ah Yao, didn't you go to buy medicine? Why are you here?"

"I see, great grandpa, grandpa, save, save sister, sister."

Ah Yao ran behind the doctor and stared at Su Zhongshi.

The girl's watery eyes seem to be able to speak clearly and coherently, which makes people very fond of her.

"Haha." Su Zhongshi smiled amiably, "The little girl is really interesting."

The forgotten Wen Huai and Jiang Nan found an excuse and did not follow.

The second floor of the medicine pavilion was originally a ward, and it was extremely quiet.

Yuan Mingming understands that this quietness is not due to strict management discipline, but because the place is full of sleeping patients.

The doctor took them to see Pavilion Master Jiang.

Pavilion Master Jiang is a woman who walks with wind.In the reception room, Pavilion Master Jiang asked, "How do you address the three?"

Su Zhongshi cupped his hands: "Su Zhongshi."

Pavilion Master Jiang asked: "Elder Su from the Demon Palace? Then this is the Demon Lord?" She looked at Yuan Zhao.

Receiving her gaze, Yuan Zhao said, "Master Jiang made a good guess."

"The devil is dressed in black all the year round, so it's easy to guess." Pavilion Master Jiang smiled politely, then turned his gaze to Kong Zaijin, "Then who is this?"

"Kong Zaijin, doctor."

"Queen."

After Kong Zai replied "doctor", he suddenly heard Yuan Zhao's words, and his heart skipped a beat.Yuan Zhao coughed, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised towards him, as if telling him: I'm not wrong.

The Demon Lord smiled and said, "Yes, this is Dr. Kong. The Demon Lord's personal physician."

Elder Su: "..." I seem to have discovered something.

Pavilion Master Jiang: "..." The Demon Lord is really in a good mood.

She regained her composure: "I think you all know about sleeping sickness. It's more serious than you think. The poison will grow and become stronger, and the medicine you take will need to be more and more intense. In the end, there is no medicine to take." , and the person dies.”

"We extracted the toxin from the dead. But this poison has one thing in common with the 'Dragon Chuan' from 550 years ago, that is, it gathered the power of the Medicine Pavilion of the Three Realms, and only found out that this poison is also a 'blood poison'. As for What kind of blood, then I don’t know.”

After all, Pavilion Master Jiang took a meaningful look at Mojun.

Yuan Zhao was speechless: "..." Heavenly Demon Blood is omnipotent?Why do you stare at the blood of rare species every day?

Su Zhongshi got up to break the silence: "Please let the pavilion master show me the poison."

As the sky was getting dark, Su Zhongshi and Kong Zaijin stayed in the pharmacy and refused to come out.

Yuan Zhao, who was standing with him, could occasionally hear the voices of the two suddenly realizing.

He only looked at his Kong Zaijin.Kong Zaijin seemed to feel his gaze, turned around and walked towards him.

Yuan Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Dream-eating flower." Kong Zaijin took a dark purple flower from behind him, turned around and wanted to leave.

Boyfriend looks so cute at work.Yuan Zhao couldn't help thinking.

Kong Zai hesitated and tiptoed to steal a kiss.

He was caught off guard by a kiss, and when he came back to his senses, Kong Zaijin was already discussing seriously with Dr. Su while smashing Shimenghua with a medicine bowl.

Dr. Su studied for several days, but did not find out why.

On the contrary, the Demon King, under the promise of a private doctor, squeezed his fingertips and contributed a drop of rare demon blood, and he was full for several nights.

"How's it going?" Pavilion Master Jiang walked in with a tired expression.

There are too many patients recently, and the five floors of the Medicine Court are full of patients. Now the medicine boy is cleaning the seventh floor to make room for the patients.

Dr. Su shook his head: "It's not the blood of a demon, nor the blood of a dragon. I've checked all the dragons related to drowsiness, sleep dragon, dream dragon... oh."

Pavilion Master Jiang held back his sighs and straightened his back: "Elder Su's prescription has saved some patients' lives, and now they want to thank you. Elder Su, go and see the patients, you can't stay in this room all the time."

"No." Elder Su put the cork on the bottle containing the poison, and turned to study the improvement of the prescription.

"Okay." Being rejected, Pavilion Master Jiang was not surprised, "Monarch, there is someone named Long An looking for you outside. The drug boy will take you to the reception room." After finishing speaking, he hurriedly left here to arrange patients matter.

Suddenly, a small head poked out from the door, it was the little girl I saw a few days ago.

"Ah Yao. Are you the drug boy here?" Kong Zaijin found the child and asked her.

"No, it's not." Ah Yao pointed to the other little head behind her, and said in a bumpy voice, "He, he is a friend, he came with him."

Yuan Zhao stared at Ah Yao whose clothes had been patched a lot for a long time, squatted down, bent down and looked at the child at the same level: "Your name is Ah Yao?"

Ah Yao tilted her head, and finally nodded: "Yes."

Yuan Zhao put a small bag of candy in Ah Yao's hand: "Sweet. Share it with your good friend." After finishing speaking, he got up and followed the drug boy who led the way to the reception room.

After receiving the candy from the man in black, Ah Yao stared at the candy in his palm, carefully picked out two candies, took one with Yaotong, and ate it with a smile.

Kong Zaijin touched his elbow: "Why do you still bring candy?"

"Wait for Ah Jin to ask me for sugar." Yuan Zhao separated his fingers and held them, "It's a pity that my boyfriend doesn't have time to talk to me."

As soon as the two entered the reception room, as expected, they saw Long An and Feng and two big Buddhas with different auras.

Long Anzheng straightened his arms unrepentantly, letting Fenghe drink blood.

Seeing them coming in, Feng He let go of Long An.

He licked his blood-red lips with the tip of his tongue, and a few strands of orange-red hair stuck to his sweaty forehead. Coupled with those sharp eyebrows and a little coldness in his eyes, he looked like a sharp long knife unsheathed from the flesh and blood of an enemy.

The ruthless and bloody beauty is aggressive.

Long An lowered his hands by his side, squinted at Feng He, and said with a "tsk": "Birds nourished by blood." Feng He also looked at him: "Bird's blood bank."

The two are still as discordant as ever.

The corner of Long An's mouth twitched, at least his temper has grown, and he stopped yelling at a patient.

Suddenly, a wooden box flew over, which was thrown to Yuan Zhao by Feng He.Fenghuang said: "Who do you give it to?"

Yuan Zhao took it steadily.

Unlike Fenghe who was recuperating quietly, Long An seemed to be in high spirits, pacing on the spot: "By the way, Monarch. According to my current cultivation speed, I can finish what you told me in a year."

Yuan Zhao: "One year? You practice very fast."

Long An put his nose on his face a little bit: "That's right. I don't even look at who my mother is, the last nightmare-eating tapir in the world."

Yuan Zhao felt that Kong Zaijin was shocked, what did he think of?

Sure enough, only Kong Zaijin asked: "The dream-eating tapir?"

Long An's nose was almost turned upside down: "Yes, the last one."

Yuan Zhao guessed what Kong Zaijin was thinking, and quickly asked, "Is your mother still alive?"

The air was silent, and Long An rarely showed a bit of sadness and confusion: "Mother and father died together. Otherwise, I wouldn't be leading the snow mountain alone."

"I understand." Kong Zaijin's clear voice broke the silence again.

Long An blinked, and looked at the snow-haired young man who had been standing beside the Demon Lord.

Facing Shang Yuanzhao's eyes, Kong Zaijin smiled: "Let's go, go back and talk to Elder Su."

Yuan Zhao couldn't help but patted his head: "Wait." Immediately afterwards, he asked one dragon and one phoenix: "Do you want to wait here, or go back to the inn to wait for us?"

Fenghe: "As you wish."

Long An's eyeballs rolled around, pointed at Feng He and said, "Wait here. But I want to go out with you, I don't want to stay with him anymore."

Fenghe who heard this must have thought the same way.

He didn't even bother to give Long An a look, he still closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.

As soon as the three of them walked out of the waiting room, Ah Yao, who was shrunk aside, suddenly grabbed Kong Zaijin and said weakly: "Beautiful, brother, brother, save, save me, sister, sister."

"it is good."

Thinking that Ah Yao also wanted to find someone to save her sister yesterday, so now, Ah Yao's sister must be even more seriously ill.

A Yao smiled and led the way.

Yuan Zhao was bored the past few days, and asked a few casual questions about Ah Yao, and now he was whispering to Kong Zaijin: "The little girl and her sister have been here for nearly a month, stammering, shy and afraid of others, but never causing trouble. She also knows how to care about people, so the drug boys and doctors around her will take care of her."

Kong's eyes flashed brightly, "Almost a month?"

"As expected, Ah Jin was able to grasp the key points at once." Yuan Zhao said, "According to Pavilion Master Jiang, the poison will enter the growth stage after lurking for two to three days. The so-called my stronger enemy is stronger. For the taller ones, they can last up to 20 days, and then their physical functions will plummet, falling to the level of ordinary people."

Yuan Zhao added meaningfully: "If it weren't for the fact that practitioners with high cultivation bases usually have very rich family property, they may die within a few days if they can rely on good or expensive medicines."

Kong Zaijin frowned, and glanced at Ah Yao's patched clothes.

When they came to a ward where four or five people were sleeping, the little girl led them to the bed by the window: "Sister, sister, here."

Following the little girl's voice and her finger pointing, Kong Zaijin and Yuan Zhao were both dumbfounded after seeing the person on the hospital bed clearly!

Because, because the woman with a pretty face lying on the bed, with wild eyes, is not the person they are looking for when they come to the human world?

Who would have thought that Ah Yao's older sister was actually Yu Bai? !