Chapter 189 Fairy Sister
Half an hour later, west of the city.
Looking at the rows of simple tents in the open space not far away, Song Yanxi turned back to look at Mo Jinchuan, frowning slightly and said, "Your Highness, please rest here for a while. You are injured and must be weaker than an ordinary person. It is better to be cautious until the situation becomes clear."
Without waiting for her to continue persuading him, Mo Jinchuan nodded, so straightforwardly that it was hard to believe that he was so easy to talk to.
Song Yanxi frowned even more, having already decided that if he continued to cheat like he did in the morning, she would just stab him unconscious with a needle and let An Yi take him back to the general's mansion.
Because this morning at the gate of the courtyard, he had the same attitude as last night.
Or, everyone can go out together and everyone will be happy.
Otherwise, everyone will stay in the general's mansion together, and no one can step out of the mansion.
He was sure that Song Yanxi could not stand by and watch, so he deliberately threatened her, betting that she would definitely agree to his suggestion.
Song Yanxi had thought of a solution. Soft tactics didn't work, and hard tactics were a concern for Mo Jinchuan's shoulder injury. She wanted to knock him out with a needle, but she was discovered as soon as her hand touched the needle bag.
He even said bluntly: "You'd better stab me to death with a needle."
Song Yanxi hates being threatened the most.
But she had to accept it no matter what.
Facing her clear eyes revealed outside the veil, Mo Jinchuan asked with a smile in his voice, "Miss Song, do you think that I would be so stupid as to deliberately rush up and seek death?"
"Then what is your Highness doing..." The curse words came to her lips, but Song Yanxi swallowed them back.
Since he said he didn't want to die, why did he go through so much trouble? What was the point?
Looking at the tents in the distance, Xi Lin was already impatient and blurted out, "Oh, don't ask, let's go over there quickly."
Seeing that Song Yanxi didn't move, he lowered his voice and said, "Are you stupid? If he doesn't come out now, will he be able to come out after the news spreads and a commotion breaks out in the city?"
Given Mo Jinchuan's identity and influence in the border town, once the people in the city realized that there was an epidemic outbreak, the first person they would think of would definitely be him.
Although the general's mansion will be heavily guarded by then and will be the safest place in the city, no civilians in the city will break in.
But on the other hand, no one in the general's mansion can even take a single step out.
Putting aside other things, just Mo Jinchuan's lovesickness would make him anxious to the point of being heartbroken if he couldn't see her for more than three days.
But Xi Lin only dared to say these words in his heart, fearing that Song Yanxi would not understand, so he blinked at her frantically to hint at her, his eyes almost cramping.
Seeing his nasty look, An Yi couldn't help but kick him and said, "You go first. Miss Song still has something to say to the master."
Xi Lin's eyes widened, "Is there anything else I can't listen to?"
Without waiting for him to say anything else, An Yi walked up to him, put his arm around his shoulders, and said, "Come on, let's talk about it alone."
“Hmm—Hmm—”
Song Yanxi watched helplessly as Xi Lin was dragged away with his mouth covered.
Seeing smoke rising from the tent, she didn't have time to say anything more. She just hurriedly instructed, "Your Highness, please find a less crowded courtyard to stay in first. Have An Yi stock up on food and medicine for emergencies. I'll have to go and see the specific conditions of those who are sick to find out."
Mo Jinchuan nodded his chin slightly, looking at her with eyes full of tenderness, "Be careful, if you encounter any danger, I will blow the bamboo whistle I gave you to wake you up."
Song Yanxi touched her chest, responded softly, and left quickly.
*
From a distance, someone saw Song Yanxi and immediately ran over.
He was a disheveled little beggar.
The little beggar rushed over and seemed to want to pull her hand, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he quickly locked it back.
He said excitedly: "Sister Fairy, you are so amazing! My brother has recovered after drinking your medicine!"
Song Yanxi frowned slightly and said hurriedly, "Please take me over to have a look."
The little beggar nodded hurriedly and asked as he walked: "Is Fairy Sister sick? Why does her voice sound so gentle?"
Without waiting for Song Yanxi to explain, he added: "Sister Fairy's voice is so beautiful!"
Song Yanxi followed behind him, passing by more than ten tents, but did not hear anyone groaning in extreme discomfort.
Could it be that it is not an epidemic but a simple disease?
Otherwise, let alone Zhuang Shihan's few moves, even if the master himself came, it would be impossible to control the symptoms in one night.
The little beggar lifted the curtain, and Song Yanxi frowned even more when she looked at the beggars lying side by side inside.
She asked the little beggar, "Are there so many people in the other tents?"
The little beggar nodded quickly, rushed to the last, slightly older boy, and gently shook his arm, saying, "Brother, wake up quickly! The Fairy Sister is here!"
The three people lying side by side opened their eyes one after another, and the moment they saw Song Yanxi, their eyes lit up.
They said in unison: "Fairy Sister!"
"I'm not..."
As soon as Song Yanxi opened her mouth to explain, she was completely drowned out by their voices.
When the beggars in other tents heard the noise, they all forced themselves to come over despite their sick bodies, blocking the entrance tightly.
They all looked sick, with dark circles under their eyes, and they looked like people suffering from serious illnesses.
Song Yanxi turned to look at the little beggar and asked in a deep voice, "Where are the other doctors?"
"Doctor, what doctor?"
"You were alone yesterday."
"Sister Fairy, can you please take another look at my brother? He said last night he felt so weak that he couldn't get up."
"Okay, help him sit up first." Facing those clear eyes, Song Yanxi had to suppress his doubts and check his brother's pulse.
When the little beggar helped him up, Song Yanxi only felt a fishy smell coming towards her, and even if she covered herself with several layers of gauze, she could not block the smell.
She frowned and asked, "How long has he been like this?"
"Three days." The brother lowered his head in shame, not daring to look into her eyes.
Seeing that Song Yanxi remained silent, he thought she disliked the smell of him, so he gritted his teeth and used his hands to support himself and moved to the side.
Even if you are a beggar, you have your own dignity.
But Song Yanxi was not thinking about these things at the moment.
Even though Zhuang Shihan is not well-trained, she should know that illnesses have different levels of severity. For patients like this who are so sick that they cannot get out of bed and need help with defecation, at least a special place should be set aside to take care of them, even if conditions do not allow it.
How could she be so irresponsible as to let him live with other patients?
And this little beggar, he spoke in a loud voice and had clear eyes, it is very likely that he was not infected with the epidemic at all or his condition was very mild.
If she didn't know how terrible the epidemic was, her current arrangements could barely be described as stupid.
But she clearly knows everything!
As a doctor, he knew the symptoms and the severity of the disease, and he also told General Xu how to treat it.
Even so, you still don't take it to heart. How stupid and bad!
"Sister Fairy, how is my brother?" the little beggar asked timidly.
Although he couldn't see Song Yanxi's face clearly because of the veil, he could feel her anger at the moment.
Song Yanxi retracted her finger and asked, "What medicine did she give you yesterday? Do you have a prescription? The dregs will also do."
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