"Master, you're awake." Wen Mianmian was overjoyed to see him open his eyes.
The Fourth Master was just about to shake off the hand that was holding him when he heard a familiar voice and his eyes widened suddenly.
"Mianmian~" The Fourth Master couldn't believe it and called out tentatively.
When Wen Mianmian heard the Fourth Master calling her name, tears flowed uncontrollably again, and she sobbed, "It's me, Master, why have you become like this... Why didn't you take good care of yourself? Why did you get infected with the plague..."
"What should I do if something happens to you? What about the children? How could you do this..." Wen Mianmian cried silently.
When the Fourth Master saw Mianmian crying so sadly, his heart couldn't help but writhe in pain.
He raised his other hand, wanting to wipe the tears from her eyes, but when he saw the red rashes on his hands, he paused.
He wanted to let it go, but Mianmian grabbed it.
The Fourth Master wanted to break free. He was now infected with the plague and he didn't want to infect Mianmian, but Mianmian held on tighter.
"Mianmian, be good and listen to me. Let go of my hand." The Fourth Master said softly.
"I won't~" Wen Mianmian held his hands tightly with both hands, not allowing him to let go, her eyes red, and said viciously, "You are mine, I won't let go, and you are not allowed to let go."
"Mianmian, be obedient. This is not the place for you to stay." The Fourth Master's tone was a little stern. His disease was not an ordinary one. What would happen if it was transmitted to Mianmian?
Su Peisheng also advised: "Concubine, you should listen to the master."
This time Wen Mianmian let him go, stood up and left.
The Fourth Master thought Mianmian was angry, and felt a little anxious for a moment, but when he thought about his current state, as long as Mianmian didn't get close to him, he could let her be angry.
Wen Mianmian walked over with the medicine she had just prepared.
Sit next to the Fourth Master again.
"Drink the medicine quickly, you will be fine after drinking it." Wen Mianmian picked up the spoon and fed him mouthful by mouthful, her eyes still red.
The Fourth Master didn't ask what it was. Mianmian asked him to drink it, so he drank it. Seeing that her eyes were red from crying, the Fourth Master didn't dare to say anything harsh.
After drinking the medicine, the Fourth Master actually felt that his originally weak body had gotten better. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
I knew it must have been Mianmian who put something there.
But he didn't ask immediately. After drinking the medicine, he asked Su Peisheng to leave and told him not to say a word about the concubine coming here.
Otherwise, if this matter gets out, it will be bad for Mianmian.
Su Peisheng naturally obeyed the order. Having been with the Fourth Master for so long, he certainly knew what to say and what not to say.
After Su Peisheng left, the Fourth Master spoke, "Mianmian, this medicine..."
"Hmph, what do you think..." Wen Mianmian put the bowl on the low table beside her, "Otherwise, who would I come all the way here for?" But this man was just mean to her.
The Fourth Master's face was full of apology. This time he took the initiative to shake Mianmian's hand and said, "I'm sorry for making you worry."
Wen Mianmian hugged him. When she knew that he had the plague, she was extremely panicked.
She was so afraid that something would happen to him. Even if she knew the direction of history, since even she and Concubine De could travel through time, who knew if the history here would change because of it.
Wen Mianmian hugged him tightly, and only then did she feel more at ease.
The Fourth Master did not push her away, but reached out and hugged her back.
After Mianmian's emotions calmed down, the Fourth Master asked, "How did you get here?"
The city gates have been blocked, so it shouldn't be possible for Mianmian to get in.
But she not only came in, she came to him.
"It was your sword that brought me here." Wen Mianmian sat up. By the way, Xiaobai was still outside.
Wen Mianmian didn't have time to say anything to the Fourth Master, so she went out and brought Xiaobai in.
Su Peisheng was just outside. Even though the guards were curious about why a cat suddenly appeared here, they didn't ask any questions and just let it in.
"Awooo, Mianmian, I thought you were going to forget me." Xiaobai said with a complaining tone.
"Well, I brought you in."
"Mianmian, why did you bring it here too?"
"Xiaobai and I came here with your sword." When the sword was mentioned, the sword seemed to have heard it and flew out of Wen Mianmian's pocket.
As soon as he came out, the fourth master heard the somewhat arrogant tone, "Well, it has to be me, otherwise the two of them wouldn't have come here so quickly."
The sword circled around the Fourth Master.
Seeing the Fourth Master like this, Jian tutted his words and said, "Look at you, you're so weak. How can you be worthy of my Blue Ice Sword?"
The Fourth Master glared at Lan Bingjian, and he immediately shut up.
This man was very petty. I had asked him to cut pork for a long time before, which made him feel sick for a long time.
If it didn't want anything to happen to him, it wouldn't have come.
"Mianmian, come here~" In just a short while, the Fourth Master felt much better.
He knew that the medicine Mianmian had just given her must be a cure for the plague.
Wen Mianmian walked over and knew what the Fourth Master wanted to know, so she told him about the medicine.
"Really~" When the Fourth Master heard that this medicine could cure the plague, a light of hope suddenly flashed in his eyes.
After drinking the medicine, the Fourth Master felt much better. He thought it was because Mianmian added spiritual fruit juice, but he didn't expect there was also purple lotus.
"Well, as to where this is going to come from, I'll have to trouble the master to help me come up with a good idea."
She had thought of a few ideas when she came, but she rejected them all, feeling that none of them were suitable, so she had to trouble the Fourth Master to help her think of them.
"I'll figure out a way to deal with this."
Many people have died from the plague in the past few months, but Doctor Zheng has only developed a prescription to delay the disease. With what Mianmian brought this time, I believe that this plague will definitely pass soon.
The next day, the Fourth Master ordered Su Peisheng to do it.
Wen Mianmian followed because she had to get those purple lotus flowers out.
She had already asked Lan Bingjian to help take out the things and put them in a place in advance.
After getting the things, Su Peisheng quickly ordered people to cook them.
Wen Mianmian also followed him, after all, they still needed the spiritual fruit juice.
Fortunately, he was dressed as a servant and wearing a mask, and it was the Fourth Master who specifically ordered it, so no one else dared to say anything.
Moreover, everyone was so happy to have a prescription to cure the plague that they didn't have time to care about anything else. They were all concentrating on making the medicine.
Wen Mianmian was walking around the pharmacy, adding the spiritual fruit juice to the water.
Although there are not many purple lotus flowers, she can boil them repeatedly three or four times without worrying about the problem of insufficient medicinal properties.
After three or four days, most people showed signs of improvement.
When Longkodo saw that the fourth brother had suddenly achieved such a great contribution, he felt extremely jealous and envious.
The Fourth Master announced that this batch of medicines was obtained after someone wrote an anonymous letter informing him that there was a medicine to cure the plague. He then tried the medicine on himself and had it examined by an imperial physician, who confirmed that it was indeed effective in curing the plague.
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