Dong Sujia was also very clear that she was the only one among them who had some sanity left.

If even she is irrational, how can this plague be resolved?

Perhaps in the end, we will repeat the same mistakes as previous plagues, burning villages and cities...

All of them were set on fire.

These are not the results they want to see.

"But I can't think of anything in my mind. There is nothing wrong with the prescription. Why didn't it work after Brother Qi drank it? Why? What's wrong? Sister Su Jia, tell me what's wrong..."

As she spoke, she kept turning the rice paper in her hands.

This piece of rice paper was actually already very worn out, and with the tears she had just shed, it was already badly damaged.

But Chi Feilan protected her like a treasure.

This was originally the only thing that could save Seventh Brother.

But now, after studying it for several days, reality tells them that this thing is useless.

Does that mean that we have to start all over again?

But, can Brother Seven wait that long?

Can we wait until they develop a new prescription?

Even though they were extremely wealthy and had distinguished family backgrounds, they were helpless against the Seventh Brother.

She hated herself and hated why she was so incompetent.

"Calm down first, okay?" Dong Sujia couldn't help but shout.

This was the first time she spoke to them in such a tone.

She had to use it too.

If they remain like this, there will be no chance of turning things around for Chi Feiyi.

"You know, if you delay here for another quarter of an hour, Feiyi's condition will become more serious. He is counting down every moment now. You are delaying his treatment, do you know that?"

"Don't forget, besides Fei Yi, there are so many people in Heshan County waiting for us to save them. This is just one prescription. If it doesn't work, we can try another one. There will always be one that works. You have to believe in yourself."

"Didn't Feiyi say that just now? You have always been very stubborn. Why do you want to deny yourself? If this one doesn't work, we can use another one. I believe the next step will definitely work."

Chi Feilan raised her head blankly, staring at Dong Sujia, and said loudly:

"But my seventh brother may not be able to survive tomorrow, or even the day after tomorrow. Can he wait? Can he wait for my new prescription?"

This time, her voice was out of control.

It's even more devastating.

She doesn't want the lady from a noble family or the daughter of a rich family. She doesn't want anything at all. She just wants her seventh brother to be well treated.

But who will help her?

"How do you know he can't hold on any longer? Maybe he can, maybe we can just prescribe the next medicine and it will work, but if you just stand here and waste your time, then it definitely won't work, there's no chance of that happening."

"I'm telling you, what you should do now is to cheer yourself up and immediately get into the next step of the prescription, instead of being depressed here."

"Not only you, but also them. Do you know that Fei Yi has put his life on your shoulders? You have all given up on yourselves. Who will save him?"

"Yes, yes, yes, we must cheer up, we must cheer up..." Zhang Feifang murmured.

In fact, she said so, but she didn't know what to do next.

Looking at Zhang Feimo and the others, although they did not appear as panicked as Chi Feilan, they also seemed confused.

He just stared blankly at Chi Feiyi who fell down.

I seemed to not want to leave him, as if he would suddenly disappear if I left him.

In desperation, Dong Sujia had to pull them out of the charity cemetery.