Head up and drank the tea, Makino got up and went out again, shot his point of sleep, Xia Qiu held him like a tower, slowly arrived On the bed, let Makino fall asleep.

"Xiao Fan, centurion, what does the doctor say?" Xia Qiu called Xiao Fan to ask.

Xiao Fan glanced at the sleeping Makino and lowered his voice. "The centurion is just a cold, not a blight, and no problem is raised."

"It's not an epidemic ..." Xia Qiu thought for a moment, and suddenly sighed, "Let her stay sick forever."

Now the Liaocheng epidemic, no one can care about the cold face, simply can not die, at this time do not come out to add confusion.

"Madam ..." Xiao Fan blinked.

"Croton or something, conditioning is pretty good, you tell Xiaomu." Xia Qiuyun said lightly.

Xiao Fen understood instantly, and glanced at Makino again. "Ma'am, I see."

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Being guarded in the backyard compartment, the doctor had a common cold, and he also prescribed a few medications to Leng Yan.

Sitting in the box room, the eaves were raining outside, and the quilt was sweating with cold face, and the whole person slowly became more energetic.

She got up under the quilt and sat by the window, instructing people to prepare pen and ink, and her thoughts slowly became clear.

Makino said that there was an epidemic in Liaocheng, so letting her live here obviously did not harm her, but was protecting her.

And the epidemic ... Besides, the serious point is the plague. Now is the ancient times with very poor medical conditions. A plague is likely to exterminate the entire city, so the situation should be extremely severe.

Makino must be busy with the epidemic these days, nor was she hiding from her on purpose.

Thinking about it this way, Leng Yan felt much better at first, and then she regretted it. She didn't know the situation. At this critical time, she had a cold. If she can use modern knowledge to advise Makino, then Makino will definitely look at her differently.

But now, she was trapped here, and Yu Qiuer was also crossing. She must have seized the opportunity and showed her face in front of Makino.

A cold wind blew in, wrapped in a quilt.

"Little wood, close the window for me." Leng Yan called.

Xiao Yan came to close the doors and windows, and also held a large bowl of bitter soup in his hand and put it on the table.

Thinking carefully about the methods of treating the plague, in modern times, Leng Yan is an executive of a multinational company, a way of thinking and some unknown means ...

And what kind of disease ... In addition to reading the methods mentioned in some novels, it is really obscured with two eyes.

"What kind of medicine is this so bitter?" Leng Yan drank the medicine absently, and almost spit it out almost bitterly.

Xiao Mu's face changed slightly, but fortunately, he had no mouth, and squeezed his nose to drink the medicine.

His body was weak, cold sweat came out on his back over and over, but he pointed at the disease and turned around in front of Makino.

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The fire in Xicheng became hot, and it also burned down the continuous rain.

Days of rain finally stopped, but the epidemic was still unavoidable.

An infected butcher concealed the illness and died of vomiting blood on the street.

Chaos in Liaocheng.

The squires took their whole family, and wanted to escape from the city at night, and the people gathered at the gate of the city, panicking uncontrollably.

The city owner did not sleep all night. He heard the news early and hurriedly called for Makino to pass.

Makino just woke up and couldn't care about eating the meal.

The blaze of fire guarded the city gate, and the crowded people at the gate of the city gate were already crying among the crowd.