The ginger soup was spicy, Jiufang Shaoyun drank it all, put the empty bowl on the table, and looked at Wu Zhu.

The bone-boned and refreshing, with the elegance of a stone pillow, has a trace of melancholy between his eyebrows, especially the two tear moles under his left eye, which make him look like the continuous bitter rain outside the tent to induce sad feelings.

"Wu Zhu knows people, astronomy, geography, and can observe the sky and know the clouds, can you know the direction of this plague?"

"I don't have the ability to measure natural disasters."

After speaking, he stared into Jiufang Shaoyun's eyes: "You don't trust me? ”

"I can see you for who you are."

Wu Zhu was slightly stunned: "How do you say this?" ”

"In the eyes of others, you are unkempt and clear, and you are not confused about your age; In my eyes, you are clear in appearance, and you stand up to nothing. And when I first saw you, there were no tear moles under your left eye, but now, there are two. ”

Hearing this, Wu Zhu subconsciously reached out and touched the bottom of his left eye, and there were dots of light beating in his eyes.

"Also, before in the carriage, I saw countless souls wandering in your eyes."

Wu Zhu, who suddenly smiled, stood up and glanced deeply at Jiufang Shaoyun: "Except for my parents, you are the first person to see my true appearance." ”

With that, he turned and walked out, stopping as he reached the tent door.

"I have no ill will towards you."

The door curtain hung down, swaying, and Yinghu landed on Jiufang Shaoyun's shoulder: "Boss, do you believe him?" ”

"Believe."

In the past few days in the city, Wu Zhu has been doing her best to help the residents of Fengwei City to fight the plague, day and night, she has hardly seen Wu Zhu people rest.

And whenever Jiufang Shaoyun needed help, Wu Zhu would appear by her side in time, and sometimes tell her to take care of her body like an old mother, saying that she was now the hope of Fengwei City, and if she fell, it would hit morale.

Obviously, he has done more than her, and even if she falls, she believes that Wu Zhu will lead the residents of Fengwei City to victory in this plague battle.

But Wu Zhu kept saying that he didn't do anything himself, and put all the credit on Jiufang Shaoyun and the people of Fengwei City who were actively fighting the plague.

At the beginning, Jiufang Shaoyun really didn't believe in Wu Zhu, but after getting along with him, he changed a lot.

Now, after laying out the doubts in her heart on the table, she no longer has any doubts about Wu Zhu.

"I didn't expect you, boss, to be quite simple."

Yinghu opened his mouth in a strange way, saying that the rivers and lakes were sinister, and Jiufang Shaoyun still didn't trust others easily.

Yinghu, who didn't hear a response, was about to ask Jiufang Shaoyun if he heard it speak, when he found that Jiufang Shaoyun was sitting and asleep with a bowl.

These days, Jiufang Shaoyun has barely closed his eyes.

The bitter rain has been going on for seven days, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, that is, when it does not stop.

Standing in the canopy, Jiufang Shaoyun's eyes drooped, staring at the decoction that rippled in the crockpot.

This morning, Sister-in-law Qiao also fell ill.

In the past few days since entering the city, Sister-in-law Qiao and Liang Dashan have contributed the most, and Sister-in-law Qiao is responsible for decocting medicine, delivering medicine to patients, and eating children. Liang Dashan organized healthy young people to conduct daily door-to-door screenings to see if anyone was sick or concealed their illness.

The temporary crematorium outside the city, in the past few days, fireworks have been bursting into the sky every day, and the sound of wailing has resounded in the sky.

Jiufang Shaoyun, who only rests for less than two hours a day, is as heavy as hanging two hundred and ten pounds on his shoulders.

The mission of the healer, she had only heard from the mouth of her mother, the peony moth, was the first time she had really experienced it herself, and it made her back bend.

Bearing the lives of tens of thousands of people, does she have the qualifications?

"Yun'er, can you diagnose his disease?"

The mother's voice suddenly sounded in her ears, and Jiufang Shaoyun's thoughts returned to the year she was five years old.

She stood with her head down, her fingers stirring the tassels that had fallen from her belt, and replied in a low voice, "It's typhoid fever." ”

"Are you ready to open the recipe?"

"Mother, don't you already have a prescription, why do you want me to prescribe a prescription?"

"Mother wants to know your medical strength."

"Mother, I don't like to see people."

"Why?"

Jiufang Shaoyun, who suddenly pounced on Shaoying Moth, buried his face in his mother's stomach, and a fresh and elegant aroma of herbs rushed into her nose.

"I ...... I hate the smell of herbs. ”

"My mother added a lot of herbs to your embroidered purse, and my mother often picked it up and sniffed it when she saw you."

She lied, she loved the aroma of herbs.

She's just, scared.

Shaoying Moth, who squatted down, picked up Jiufang Shaoyun's face: "Yun'er, look at my mother." Tell your mother, what are you afraid of? ”

"I ...... I'm afraid...... I'm afraid that if I can't cure them, they will die. ”

Jiufang Shaoyun, who was not yet as high as the leg of the table, cried out with a "wow", and a pair of ingot-like ears were red from crying.

The smiling Shaoying Moth reached out and stroked Jiufang Shaoyun's little head: "Yun'er." Do your best and be worthy of your heart. ”

How can I be as strong as my mother's heart?

As the sun set, the darkness covered the eyes of Jiufang Shaoyun, making her eyes as black as jewels darken.

"You're doing a great job."

Wu Zhu, who was quietly standing beside Jiufang Shaoyun, handed a bouquet of lilacs to Jiufang Shaoyun, and the rich fragrance of flowers suddenly penetrated into Jiufang Shaoyun's nose.

Many people don't like the overly strong and swaggering floral fragrance of cloves, but Jiufang Shaoyun loves the taste of cloves very much, and when the flowers bloom, they will definitely fold a branch and put it in the room.

She once stood in the middle of a lilac bush, enjoying the scent of flowers blown by the breeze, and was almost fainted.

However, this is the first time that someone has folded flowers to her.

Jiufang Shaoyun, who had a different taste in his heart, approached the lilac with his nose and sniffed deeply.

The hazy rain and fog in front of him bloomed into a sea of flowers, the brilliant colors drove away the gloom and haze, and a smile hung on the corner of Jiufang Shaoyun's mouth.

"Boss, it's not good."

The heroic tiger like a streamer shattered the sea of flowers in the eyes of Jiufang Shaoyun, and all the brilliant brilliance was swallowed up by the darkness at once.

"What's wrong?"

Jiufang Shaoyun, who was holding the lilac branch tightly in his hand, saw Yinghu's panicked appearance, and hurriedly asked.

"Sister-in-law Qiao's husband saw that there were not many herbs left, so he took people into the mountains to collect medicines. They were supposed to go back to the city before sunset, but they wanted to collect more herbs, but when they went down the mountain in the dark, someone unfortunately fell to the bottom of the cliff and disappeared. ”

"Missing?"

Yinghu nodded, and said that a person fell under the cliff, and Qiao's sister-in-law's husband went down to rescue them, but both of them were missing, and they must have been trapped under the cliff.

Sister-in-law Qiao's husband Jiufang Shaoyun has seen a dark and thin man, when Sister-in-law Qiao went to the Chinese military tent to cry and did not agree to cremate his daughter's body, the father kept clenching his fists, tears in his eyes, pursed his mouth tightly, and did not say a word.

Later, when the bodies of infected villagers were cremated, he also helped carry the corpses together, set up firewood, and finally held his crying wife tightly in his arms in front of the raging flames.

Grabbing the lantern, Jiufang Shaoyun rushed out of the canopy with a brisk step, Yinghu hurriedly flapped his wings to catch up, let Jiufang Shaoyun walk slowly, the road is slippery on rainy days, be careful to fall.

Jiufang Shaoyun didn't seem to hear it, and rushed out of the city in the blink of an eye.

The rain and fog were misty, the mountain road was slippery, and as soon as he reached the mountain, Jiufang Shaoyun slipped on the soles of his feet and fell forward.

A pair of powerful arms suddenly wrapped around Jiufang Shaoyun's waist, and an umbrella appeared above her head.

"It's cold and the road is slippery, you are thin and easy to catch a cold, so let's go back first, and I'll just go up alone to help find it."

Wu Zhu said, stuffed the umbrella into Jiufang Shaoyun's hand, and took a step forward, but was grabbed by Jiufang Shaoyun.

"I'll go too."