"Don't confuse me with others." Gong Yulan Zhijun's face sank, feeling that his ability was questioned, "Those scum is not worthy of me to solve it myself,"

Duanmu Ya looked around and couldn't help but smile.

Gong Yulan touched the corners of her lips, and said softly, "Wait for me, I will be back soon."

For some reason, Duanmu Yawang suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, "You...didn't you just come back from the outside, aren't you tired? Would you like to rest and go?"

Gong Yulan never used transportation to travel wherever he went. He always moved with instant steps. This speed was very fast, but it required a lot of spiritual energy.

The place he went has never been close. It was very tiring to go back and forth to consume spiritual energy, right?

Gong Yulan frowned, "With this distance, what's so tiring?"

This distance?

Changbai Bingberg, rushing, day and night, will take more than half a month to get there, okay?

This is called this distance?

"Okay, when I didn't ask." Duanmuya looked speechless, felt that she felt sorry for him in vain, glared at him, and said angrily: "Since you are not tired, just go over and do it, I want to eat. Then continue to study drugs."

"good."

Gong Yulan nodded, leaned over and kissed her again, and then disappeared.

Duanmu Yawang looked at the room without Gong Yulanzhi, and was a little surprised.

She felt as if something was changing little by little.

And this kind of change, the terrible thing is that she is not as resistant as she imagined...

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As soon as Duanmu Ya looked into Duanmu Liguang's room, she saw him staring at a table of dishes in a daze, his face was exhausted, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"grandfather?"

"You girl, why did it take so long to come here?" Duanmu's face was full when she saw her come in, and he smiled: "Grandpa asked Lao Liu to urge you just now."

"I didn't see Steward Liu." Duanmu Yawang sat down on Duanmu Liguang's side, picked up the bowls and chopsticks, and picked up some dishes for Duanmu Liguang, before opening his mouth: "There was something to deal with just now, so it was a delay."

"Old Liu said you asked him to find a lot of medicinal materials?" King Zhongyong asked as he picked up the bowls and chopsticks, "Ya, what do you want so many medicinal materials for?"

Just as Duanmu Yawang was about to speak, Butler Liu walked in from the door, watching Duanmu Yawang breathe a sigh of relief, "Miss, you are really here."

"Housekeeper Liu, what's the matter with me?"

Steward Liu hurriedly said, "Miss, this is the case. At the station in the west of the city, the commander of Battalion Ying came to you and told you to report on the situation in the west of the city."

Duanmu Ya looked at it, put down the bowl and chopsticks and said, "Hurry up and invite people in."

"Yes!"

Steward Liu said, turned around and walked in after a while with Captain Ying.

"My subordinates have seen the general and the eldest lady." As soon as the commander Ying came in, he would kneel down to meet the salute. How is the situation over there?"

Battalion Commander Ying was not polite, and when he heard Duanmu Yawang’s words, he smiled and said, "Miss back, the potion you made is very effective. After you leave, we will do as you ordered. After an hour, the temperature of the soldiers who had a fever really dropped and the fever stopped."

Doesn't burn anymore?

Duanmu Liguang didn't know anything. Upon hearing this, he couldn't help being startled: "Ya, potion? What potion?"

"Grandpa, I'll talk to you later." Duanmu Yawang comforted King Zhongyong, and said to Captain Ying: "I know those potions will be effective, but the situation is still a bit pessimistic these days."

Commander Ying was puzzled: "Why?"

"Because of the lack of medicinal materials." Duanmu Yawang said lightly: "You see that the medicinal herbs I get are very rare. Sometimes they can buy tens of thousands of gold, and they are all priceless and very difficult to find."

Captain Ying was anxious, "Miss, what should I do? Many people in our camp have also been infected. If there is no medicine, wouldn't it be..."

"Commander Ying, you don't need to be too anxious." Duan Muya hoped to calm down: "It's just that there is no way for a while, not forever. After you go back, try to calm the military's mind, so that everyone should not make excessive behaviors, you Tell them that they may be infected, and I will find a way to get the antidote as soon as possible, and in any case it will not put their lives in danger."

"Yes, the subordinates believe in Missy."

Duanmu Yawang was stationed in the camp. He only thought she was courageous at first, and he was a little convinced by this, but he never expected that she could get those people's fever by just getting some herbs.

"Miss, what should your subordinate do next?"

"Next, you have to be especially careful, whatever you should do." Duan Muya said: "Maybe someone will investigate your situation, and you will do everything as usual."

"OK."

"Captain Ying, you are tired when you come here." Duanmu Yawang invited with a smile, "Should you sit down and have a meal with us?"

"No need." Captain Ying waved his hand hurriedly, scratching his head honestly: "The subordinates came here after eating at the station point. This time I still need to go back to stabilize the situation, worrying that something will happen to them."

"Well, very good." Duanmu Yawang did not leave him, "In that case, you can go back."

"Yes."

After the commander Ying finished speaking, he bent over and arched his hand towards Duanmu Liguang, then bowed and retreated.

Seeing Battalion Commander Ying disappearing outside the door, Duanmu hurriedly asked, "Ya, what's the matter? You gave them the potion, and the temperature of the infected human body dropped?"

"right."

"Ya, what is going on?"

"Grandpa, it's a long story." Duanmu Yawang picked up the tableware, let King Zhongyong continue to eat, and looked at King Zhongyong earnestly: "You can leave this to me. I will never let Zhongyong soldiers again. Something happened to the king."

Duanmu Liguang looked at Duanmu Yawang's firm black eyes, somehow, his heart settled, "Okay, grandpa believes in you."

Duanmu Yawang smiled and nodded: "By the way, the dead loyal soldier king needs to comfort his family, but not now. It is better not to make a big disturbance in this matter, so as to avoid the people's turmoil, you need to do it after things have stabilized."

"Okay, Grandpa understands."

Duanmu Yawan took a meal and looked at Duanmu Liguang: "By the way, grandpa, you go to the palace and report the matter to the emperor. What is the emperor's attitude?"

When it comes to this, King Zhongyong's face is a little ugly, "I have sent a few imperial doctors to the station to see the situation, but those imperial doctors have no clue at all, they are all quacks!"

"I just sent a few imperial doctors over to see the situation, nothing else?" Duanmu Yawang frowned, isn't this too sloppy?

"Yes." King Zhongyong frowned and said: "The few imperial doctors are useless at all. Originally, they said that they would continue to send imperial doctors to stay at the station to study the condition. One afternoon passed, but there was no news at all."