I don't know how long it took for Guo Jia to wake up.

It was indeed a tent that caught my eye, where did the tent come from?

Guo Jiazheng was a little puzzled, and after a closer look, it was indeed a house dressed in the form of a tent.

He lay on a thick carpet, surrounded by tents made of cooked cowhide.

The furnishings inside are all in the style of the prairie.

A silver milk teapot, a horseshoe oil lamp, and bows and arrows and weapons hung around it.

Just when Guo Jia was a little distracted,

A tall figure appeared in the room, it was Murong Yu'er.

"You're awake!"

She held a plate with 10,000 steaming soup bowls on top of it.

Kindness!

Guo Jia nodded.

In fact, you don't have to think about it, you know whose room this is, out of Murong Yu'er, the pearl of the grassland, who will dress up the room as a tent?

I haven't seen her for a while, this girl is still so beautiful, although she is wearing Hanfu, she still has the primitive charm of the grassland.

Murong Yu'er put the soup bowl in her hand on the small table, came to Guo Jia's side, and slowly knelt on the ground.

At this moment, she was only wearing a short skirt, and when she knelt on the carpet, her two slender legs were exposed.

"It's not hot, it's already feverish!"

She muttered.

"Do I have a fever?"

Guo Jia asked puzzled.

After purifying artemisinin, he was already very tired, and he fainted after going out, and he didn't know what happened next.

Murong Yu'er said: "You still said that when you had a fever, it frightened everyone. They all thought you had malaria. Later, Dr. Hua Shen came, made a diagnosis, said that he was suffering from wind and cold, pricked a few needles, and prescribed a decoction, and the fever was reduced tonight. ”

Oh!

Guo Jia suddenly felt a little rumbling in his stomach, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on the bowl of soup porridge.

Murong Yu'er also noticed Guo Jia's strange appearance, pursed her lips and smiled at the moment, and gently brought the soup bowl.

Thank you!

Guo Jia hurriedly stretched out his hand and wanted to take it.

But as soon as he moved, he felt a little sore all over his body, and couldn't help but grin a little.

"Don't move, Doctor Hua said, you just have a fever, and it is not appropriate to move."

Murong Yu'er took out a cushion and put it on Guo Jia's back, tilting his body a little, then picked up the soup bowl and stirred it with a small spoon, scooped it up, put it on his ruddy red lips and blew it gently.

Mouth!

She picked up the spoon and handed it to Guo Jia, like a little wife serving a man.

Guo Jia's heart warmed, and he opened his mouth to eat at the moment.

Murong Yu'er was born in the grassland and grew up in the grassland, riding a fierce horse and opening a hard bow with a heroic posture, Guo Jia has always been regarded as a female man, but she didn't expect to have such a gentle side.

"You know, the moment you fall, everyone's hearts are broken, and they all think you're sick too."

"Doctor Hua said that you were fine, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, just like seeing the light again in the darkness."

"Sister Zhang Ning is most worried about you, one is her man, the other is her son, and her heart can't wait to be divided into two."

Murong Yu'er said to herself while feeding Guo Jia porridge.

Perhaps because Guo Jia has rarely accompanied her over the years, her personality has changed a lot, from the original fire rose to the hollow valley orchid.

I don't know when, she fell in love with this nagging way of talking.

It seems that this way allows her to better express the loneliness in her heart.

Guo Jia's eyes flashed with guilt.

It is said that since he brought Murong Yu'er to Yunzhou, he has been around Sister Cai Yan whenever he has time. Murong Yu'er didn't know when she had set up the tent.

It seems that over the years, he has really been a little neglected by the girls.

Soon, a bowl of porridge was wiped out by Guo Jia in Murong Yu'er's self-talk.

But Guo Jia felt that something was not enough, and he opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted by Murong Yu'er.

"Doctor Hua Shen said that you have just recovered from your illness and can't eat too much, and a bowl of porridge is just right."

This......

Guo Jia smiled bitterly again.

It seemed that he had no room to speak.

"How long have I been asleep?"

Guo Jia suddenly remembered this question.

Murong Yu'er stretched out two fingers.

"Two hours?"

"It's not!"

"Two days?"

"Not either!"

"How much is that?"

"It's two days and two nights!"

What the?

Hearing this, Guo Jia couldn't help but sit up.

For two days and two nights, no wonder his stomach was hungry.

Broken!

Guo Jia seemed to remember something, and hurriedly said: "What's wrong with the new medicine, have Ye'er and Diao Chan escaped from danger?" ”

As he spoke, he was going to get dressed and go out to have a look.

After delaying for such a long time, the condition of the two of them may be even more serious, Diao Chan may still be able to support it, and Guo Ye may be a little bad.

A smile appeared on Murong Yu'er's face.

"Don't be busy, it only took one day for Dr. Hua to figure out the characteristics and effects of the new medicine, and he prescribed different prescriptions according to different people's physiques. After Guo Ye and Diao Chan took the prescription he prescribed, their physical condition has stabilized, and it won't take long for them to recover. ”

Yes!

Guo Jia sighed at this time.

Hearing that the two of them were out of danger, his heart was completely relaxed.

Hua Tuo was originally a miracle doctor in the world, and the reason why he couldn't do anything about malaria was because there was no corresponding medicinal materials.

Now Guo Jia has developed artemisinin, which has given Hua Tuo the greatest help, and with this anti-malaria weapon, Hua Tuo will naturally get twice the result with half the effort.

Very good!

Guo Jia couldn't help but nodded.

Finally caught up.

If it is a few days later, I am afraid that he can only be separated from Guo Ye Yin and Yang.

In that case, even if Guo Jia gets the world, I'm afraid he will leave regrets.

"Guo Jia!"

Murong Yu'er suddenly touched his face with emotion.

"What kind of person are you, capable of building weapons that fire and light, and capable of developing medicines for malaria?"

Her eyes were full of adoration.

In fact, what the grassland is most afraid of is not war, but plague.

A war may not wipe out an entire tribe, but plague can do it easily.

Malaria has been one of the demons that ravages the grasslands since ancient times, and when it is infected, the entire tribe is sometimes wiped out.

Lacking medical care, the steppe tribes were even more helpless against malaria, and sometimes had to burn the infected to death.

If Guo Jia had these medicines, the grassland would no longer be afraid of malaria.

Hehe!

Guo Jia smiled slightly, his face slightly colorful.

What the miracle doctor Hua Tuo couldn't solve was that he could easily solve it with the medical knowledge of later generations.

That's 2,000 years of cultural crushing.

He and the people of this era are not on the same level in terms of knowledge accumulation at all.

(End of chapter)