The girl leaned into his arms, her warm breath spraying on the moon's chest.

He felt a slight throbbing.

Jiang Zebei closed his eyes and opened them again.

He slowly raised his hand and pulled the girl away from his arms.

From beginning to end, the expression on his face did not fluctuate much.

Jiang Zebei pushed the girl in his arms away, covered her with a quilt, got up and dressed and put on shoes.

He washed his face, drained his mouth, and left the room.

It wasn't yet dark outside.

But because of the snow, there was more light.

Jiang Zebei walked into the kitchen, heated all yesterday's dishes, washed some polished rice, and boiled a pot of porridge.

When he finished doing this, Chen Mengtian was still asleep.

Jiang Zebei simply ate some and put all the food in the pot to heat it.

"Bang Bang ......"

Just then, there was a knock on the door outside the courtyard.

When Jiang Zebei heard the knock on the door, he didn't have the slightest curiosity on his face, and even showed other emotions in his eyes.

When I opened the door, I saw two friends standing outside the door.

Chen Qishan and Zhu Ziyue, as well as Wang Zhu sitting on an ox cart.

"Zebei, let's go."

"Okay, wait until I put on a coat."

Jiang Zebei opened the door, turned around and walked indoors.

He lifted the thick curtain, the cold air outside hit, and Chen Mengtian, who was still sleeping on the bed, moved unsteadily, wrapped in the quilt and turned over.

Seeing her unsteady movements, Jiang Zebei slowed down, picked up the coat on the shelf, and left the room lightly.

Before leaving, the curtains are also smoothed out to prevent wind and dew from entering the room.

Jiang Zebei left home, got on an ox cart with Chen Qishan and Zhu Ziyue, and went to the town.

They went in the snow and ice with a sense of curiosity.

I want to know from Xiao Shi's mouth where his money came from, why he killed people, and whether Zhu's father's death was directly related to him.

But the three of them didn't know that what they were about to face was the first lesson in life.

This is a more painful life lesson.

It is the price of growth in exchange for life.

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Chen Mengtian studied medical books at home and continued to make antipyretics that he didn't finish yesterday.

She smashed or crushed all the antipyretic herbs one by one, or crushed them.

Tempeh, honeysuckle, forsythia, nepeta, menthol, licorice, bellflower, indigo root, bamboo leaves...... Wait a minute.

Chen Mengtian categorized them all one by one.

She followed the explanations in the medical book and put them all together in order.

Looking at the clay pot, the medicinal herbs fused together, exuding the fragrance of medicine.

Chen Mengtian could even imagine how bitter this medicine was.

The more fragrant the herbs you smell, when you eat them, they must be very bitter.

She had been busy making antipyretic pills all day.

Seeing that it was about to take shape, Chen Mengtian pinched the medicine into small pills.

I pinched five or six, put it in the center of my hand, and smelled the pill.

It's the same as in the medical books.

And every step is made according to the medical book.

Her pill making this time was half successful.

The remaining half of this is going to be experimented with.

As long as this pill is fed to a person with a fever, once the fever has been successfully reduced, it can be said that the antipyretic medicine has really been made.

Chen Mengtian pinched out all the pills into circles and put them into small bottles and jars one by one.

Each one will be pinched according to a certain weight, and the size is the same.

A small bottle can hold about twenty capsules.

It was packed in five bottles.

These drugs were all untested, and Chen Mengtian sent them all into the space.