Chapter 999 Really...

Quiet took out two bluegrass roots and placed them in front of Gong Juechen, "This is bluegrass root, my husband and I accidentally ate this when we had a fever and sore throat in our hometown, it's very useful, you can add it to the interview. try."

   Gong Juechen didn't say a word, just picked up a blue grass root and stuffed it into his mouth to bite.

After carefully tasting the smell of the grass root, Gong Juechen spit it out and said, "It's bitter, cold in nature, it might be really useful, I'll put it in my recipe now, and let someone cook some, see See if it really works."

   After the person infected with the plague drank the medicine with bluegrass root, the body temperature really dropped a little, but the other symptoms of the plague did not change at all.

   Drinking for four days, still the same.

   Gong Juechen concluded: "This is at best relieved, and it cannot be cured."

  An Jing and Xiao Changyi also knew that it is difficult to cure the plague with bluegrass alone. When they heard Gong Juechen's words, Jing Jing and Xiao Changyi were silent and said nothing.

   Gong Juechen continued: "The number of people infected with the plague in the city has decreased a lot in the past few days. The medicinal soup with bluegrass root has a greater anti-epidemic effect than a cure."

   In the past few days, An Jing and Xiao Changyi have asked people to distribute the medicinal soup with Banlangen to those who have not yet contracted the plague.

   "How can this plague be cured..." Suddenly, Gong Juechen sighed deeply, looking very powerless. He is also very tired.

   After so many years, his body has never been as tired as he is now.

   I used to be tired at most.

   Now not only is my heart tired, but my body is also tired.

  Quiet is also very powerless, "We can't do anything about it, it's up to you."

"Rely on me... Rely on me..." Gong Juechen first murmured the word 'rely on me', and then smiled, the one who laughed was called a demon, "I think I can't find a way, what to do, we They're all going to die here."

Although    is an interrogative tone, it is an affirmative sentence pattern.

  Quiet and Xiao Changyi ignored Gong Juechen like this, just turned around and left.

   Watching Jing Jing and Xiao Changyi leave, the smile on Gong Juechen's face was tinged with a wry smile, and he opened his mouth again, murmuring softly, "Really..."

   An Jing and Xiao Changyi, who had already walked out of the pharmacy room, also understood that what Gong Juechen said was true, but they didn't want to deal with Gong Juechen's cynical appearance.

   This night, I sat quietly on the highest platform of the palace, hugging my knees, first looking at the bright moon in the sky, and then looking in the direction of Dijing, my eyes were red little by little.

   She misses her kids...

I don't know if her children are doing well now, I don't know if her children are thinking about her and her husband, I don't know if her children are obedient, I don't know if her children are because she and her husband did not go to the palace to meet her. they cry...

  Really, really, really miss her children...

   When Xiao Changyi came, he saw An Jing sitting there with his back to him and hugging his knees, his slender and thin back made him feel distressed. He knew where she was looking. He knew who she was thinking.

   "Jing'er." Xiao Changyi walked over, sat next to An Jing, and gently wrapped An Jing's shoulders so that An Jing could lean against his arms.

   Quietly feeling the warm embrace, his throat choked, and he choked: "Xianggong, I miss the children..."

   "I know." After a pause, "I think so too." Then he put a kiss on the top of her hair.

   (end of this chapter)