Mingyue City is like a cemetery, full of sadness and crying.
A strange atmosphere shrouded the entire city, and several nearby cities were completely sealed off, and no one was allowed to enter.
This turned some people who fled from Mingyue City into beggars.
They rested, lived or continued on the dusty road.
Anyway, they had to stay away from the ghost place of Mingyue City.
Zhao Yufan looked at the new elixir he had just refined in his hand, crushed it into powder, then shook his head and continued to refine the elixir.
The plague has claimed tens of thousands of lives, and he needs to hurry up and develop a pill that can temporarily suppress the plague.
As for refining the elixir to cure the plague, he knew that he did not have the ability.
Green bamboos and orchids stood on both sides of Zhao Yufan, holding a white fan and shaking it gently.
Qingzhu stared at her beautiful eyes, took out a white handkerchief and wiped the sweat on Zhao Yufan's forehead: "Master, please take a rest, it's been a day and a night."
"Waiting, it's still a little short."
Zhao Yufan replied, his hands flying up and down, and he kept putting various herbs into the alchemy furnace.
"Plague is just a kind of poison.
Can't ordinary antidote pills work?"
Qingzhu said without thinking.
Her words made Zhao Yufan, who was refining the elixir, freeze up and immediately gave up refining the elixir.
He stared at Qingzhu with a pair of black pupils and began to think seriously.
He had always thought that the plague was a disease, but Qingzhu accidentally reminded him that the plague was a poison.
The so-called prescribe the right medicine.
When you are sick, use the sick pill, to heal the wound, use the healing pill, and to suppress the plague, use the pill to suppress the plague. medicine.
Detoxification and treatment are two different things.
This was something Zhao Yufan had not thought about at first.
Now that he thought about it, he had to change his thinking.
He didn't know what specific toxins were in the plague, but he still had a clue.
Zhao Yufan found pen and ink, wrote some herbal medicine, and then handed it to Qingzhu: "Qingzhu, go to Fengyun Mansion and ask General Fengyun to help us purchase these herbal medicines."
Qingzhu did not dare to delay and immediately went to Fengyun Mansion.
Soon after, Qingzhu directed four carriages tied with sacks to the courtyard and put all the herbs in the sacks into the courtyard.
In Fengyun Mansion, General Fengyun was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
The wife on his side had already fallen asleep, so she had to open her eyes and bumped General Fengyun with her arm: "What are you thinking about?"
"I miss Zhao Yufan."
General Fengyun sighed.
"Zhao Yufan," Mrs.
Zhao thought deeply.
This is a name.
Who can make her husband think about him so much that he can't sleep?
Jealousy arose spontaneously.
She pouted her little mouth and said coquettishly: "Why would a woman like Zhao Yufan miss him?"
General Fengyun closed his eyes, feeling very helpless.
Once the entire Mingyue City was about to be destroyed, his wife still thought about these boring things.
He couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness in his heart: "Hey, Mingyue City has suffered a disaster.
I don't have time."
I miss this woman.
Zhao Yufan is researching a pill to control the plague, and I don’t know if it will be successful.”
Hearing this, Madam's beautiful eyes flashed.
After so many years of marriage, she still understood him better.
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After thinking for a while, he said: "Since you want to know, why don't you ask?"
General Fengyun talked about Zhao Yufan and the city lord's palace, and then talked about Zhao Yufan's character.
He frowned and said: "This person is stubborn and values love and justice, but he is not a good person.
He has always kept a distance from me.
The purpose is not to have anything to do with the City Lord’s Mansion, but unfortunately I have the identity of the City Lord’s Mansion.”
"General, this is your fault.
Since Zhao Yufan can visit you in person, help us without asking for anything in return, and work hard to refine the elixir, it shows that he is a person who cares about the people of the world.
How can he He said he is not a good person.
He abandoned his dislike for the sake of the people and helped Mingyue City.
Why are you still afraid?"
The lady's words made General Fengyun suddenly wake up.
He quickly got out of bed, neatly dressed, and rushed to Zhao Yufan's house in a car.
The night was dark and there were no stars in the sky.
To show his sincerity, General Fengyun took only four followers and rushed to the courtyard where Zhao Yufan lived.
After knocking on the door, footsteps sounded in the courtyard, and it was Xie Yue who opened the door.
During the day, Qingzhu and Orchid take care of Zhao Yufan, while at night, Xie Yue and Phantom take care of him.
Xie Yue didn't know General Fengyun.
When she saw five strangers appearing at the door, she asked warily: "Who are you?"
General Fengyun took a few steps forward and looked at Zhao Yufan strangely.
It was hard for him to imagine that there were two beautiful little girls beside Zhao Yufan.
"Girl, this is General Fengyun from Fengyun Street.
I'm here to see Zhao Yufan." " "Please wait a moment, let me ask the young master."
Xie Yue said that he didn't care about General Fengyun.
The entourage on General Fengyun's side was a little dissatisfied and yelled at Xie Yue: "This is General Fengyun, let him wait here for Zhao Yufan.
Is there anything wrong with you?"
When General Fengyun heard this, his expression changed.
Zhao Yufan and the others dared to leave the city lord's palace.
Are they still afraid of him as a general?
I'm sick.
If you don't want to wait, you can leave and I will inform the young master."
After saying that, the door slammed shut.
General Fengyun and his four followers looked embarrassed.
Xie Yue said that she was sick, but she was mocking them because they were the ones who knocked on the door in the middle of the night.
They were the ones who were really sick.
General Fengyun glanced at his entourage and said nothing.
Anyway, Xie Yue could just tell Zhao Yufan the news of his arrival.
As for whether Zhao Yufan could not come out, he could only leave it to fate.
Xie Yue opened the door and looked at General Fengyun with some respect: "General, please come inside.
The young master is refining elixirs and is very busy."
General Fengyun nodded, and under the leadership of Xie Yue, he came to the simple alchemy room.
As soon as he entered the room, he saw Zhao Yufan refining elixirs with sweat all over his body.
His hands were busy and he kept staring at the alchemy furnace.
He had no time to talk to them.
General Fengyun didn't dare to disturb him, so he could only sit by the window and wait.
Night, dawn.
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The sunlight reflected from the window onto the back of General Fengyun.
As time went by, the faces of the followers on both sides of him became more and more ugly.
They had the same idea in their hearts, that is, Zhao Yufan was too ignorant.
The dignified general of Fengyun Street was here.
He waited for him all night, but he didn't say a word.
This was disrespectful to the general.
The four followers were about to scold him when they suddenly saw Zhao Yufan stop his movements.
They couldn't help but swallowed their words and glared at Zhao Yufan.
Zhao Yufan let out a long breath, wiped the sweat from his face, stretched and said, "Success."
After saying that, he turned around directly, looked at the door, and walked straight, without even looking at General Fengyun from the beginning to the end
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