disguised holy monk

Xuanqing checked several patients again, not caring at all about the festering scars on their bodies and the possibility of contracting the disease, and finally confirmed that it was the plague.

Wanyan Banqin frowned slightly when she heard the words, her black eyes were full of deep thought, and she murmured, "This epidemic came suddenly, full of strangeness, I suspect that someone did it on purpose..."

Xuan Qing felt the same way, but what he wanted to do was to save people, and he wasn't going to get involved in finding out the truth.

He hasn't seen Mu Yiliang after coming here for so long, he is said to be Wanyan Banqin's right-hand man, so he should be by her side at this time, unless...

Xuan Qing frowned, and couldn't help saying: "Fourth Princess, where's Yiliang?"

Wanyan's half-covered eyes paused, then he sighed, his voice hoarse, "He's also infected, and he's still resting in the tent."

Hearing this, Xuan Qing immediately turned around and went to Mu Yiliang's residence. As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw Mu Yanfeng half squatting at the door, wiping away his tears.

He unconsciously said softly, "Ah Feng..."

Mu Yanfeng raised his head, his eyes turned red when he saw him, "Master!"

He ran over excitedly and hugged Xuan Qing's thigh, with tears still hanging on his tender face, "Master Wuwu, you are finally here, my father is sick, and grandma is taking care of him, they won't let me in..."

Xuan Qing gently stroked the top of his head, and comforted him: "I'm here, I'll be fine..."

Mu Yanfeng had a natural trust in him, as if any problem would be solved as long as he saw him, he choked back his tears, looked up at him and nodded.

Xuanqing asked Wanyan to take him with him in a half-quilt, and opened the curtain to walk inside.

Inside the room, Mu Yiliang was half-drowned and half-awake from the pain, vaguely saw Xuan Qing coming in, and immediately became agitated, struggled and coughed: "Don't come in! Your Highness, Master...cough cough..."

He was very thin, his face was blue and black, and the festering scars on his body looked particularly miserable.

"It's contagious... Cough cough, get out..." Mu Yiliang coughed and collapsed by the bed, he was really worried, the reaction was too violent.

Aunt Mu was on the side and told him to go out quickly.

Xuan Qing stopped Wanyan Banqin who was about to follow, and walked to Mu Yiliang's side regardless of the obstruction, "Don't move, I'll check your situation."

Seeing that Xuan Qing didn't mind his appearance of nausea and pus all over his body, but his black eyes were full of worry and concern, Mu Yiliang, a tough guy, couldn't help but his eyes turned red for a moment.

His dry lips trembled twice before he said bitterly, "It's useless, I'm dying...Master, get out quickly, don't infect you..."

Mu Yiliang really couldn't wait any longer. If he is seriously ill like this, if he delays for another two days, he may really be hopeless.

Xuan Qing held his hand instead, and looked at him seriously, "Yiliang, do you believe me?"

His voice is gentle and his eyes are as bright as stars, it seems that there is an unconvincing power in it.

Mu Yiliang suddenly had an inexplicable hope in his heart. This feeling made him seem to forget the pain all over his body, and he nodded unconsciously.

Only then did Xuan Qing smile slightly, and said softly: "That's good, don't worry, you won't die, take a good rest."

Mu Yiliang looked at his back as he left, his gray eyes gradually became tough.

On the other side, Xuanqing got out of the tent and went to get his own package, all the herbs he brought were in it.

Wanyan half-clothed asked someone to lead Mu Yanfeng to follow Xuan Qing.Seeing him dispensing the medicine, he immediately asked people to go down to light the fire and prepare to boil the medicine.

While picking herbs, Xuanqing said to Wanyan Banqin: "Fourth princess, I need your help with something. We have to separate everyone at the moment, and everyone must keep a certain distance at least, especially those who are infected. Those who have not yet been infected must be divided into two areas, and we cannot have more patients."

Wanyan Banqin frowned, nodded and said, "It's easy to separate people, but after separation, who will take care of the sick people?"

Xuan Qing paused, looked at her sideways and smiled faintly, then said softly, "I'll come."

The simple words made Wanyan half-quilted and speechless.

He is using his life to save other people.

……

There are not so many tents, Wanyan Banqin can only direct people to temporarily set up simple tents.

The medicine was ready soon, because there were too many people, Xuanqing had to put it in a bucket and feed them bowl by bowl.

His white monk robe was already stained with mud, and his smooth forehead was covered with sweat, but his movements were still firm and his smile was still gentle.

"Amitabha, God has the virtue of good life. Don't give up, we will definitely find a cure..."

Everyone who was waiting to die indifferently looked at him blankly—it turned out that their lives were not insignificant, and it turned out that there were still people who cared so much about them, and were even willing to use their lives to heal them.

For a moment, the patients were all moved. The patients with mild symptoms came forward to take a bowl to drink the medicine themselves. Xuanqing only needed to give the medicine to the patients with severe symptoms.

It's a pity that there are no masks and gloves here. In order to prevent more people from being infected, he can only do it himself.

Xuanqing breathed out tiredly, just as he was about to reach out to lift the medicine barrel to take care of the seriously ill patient on the other side, a slender hand lifted it up first.

Wanyan Banqin took the bowl in his hand, and said softly: "Let me come, you rest for a while."

Xuan Qing unconsciously raised his hand to hold her down, "Fourth princess, let me come, be careful not to catch the disease..."

Wanyan looked at him half-covered for a while, then suddenly smiled, "This is my territory, these are my people, I can't stand by and let you die for me."

As she spoke, she walked over first, leaving only a low sentence before leaving, "Besides, even if you are infected with the disease, I will trust you."

Xuan Qing: ... Do you believe that he can cure her?

……

With someone helping, Xuanqing is of course happy and relaxed.

Aunt Mu was also quarantined, so he took care of Mu Yiliang himself, and the tough guy who moved Mu Yiliang once again burst into tears.

Of course, his secondary medicine cannot cure the plague, at most it can delay the effect.

In the eyes of outsiders, Xuanqing is constantly testing and improving the prescriptions, but there are fewer and fewer herbs, and he still needs more new medicines.

But they were locked in here and couldn't get out at all.

Xuanqing suddenly remembered that when Wanyan Zong sent him in, he said that he had left someone for him outside.

He hurriedly found the other party and asked them to help find the herbs. These people naturally didn't recognize the names of the herbs he mentioned. Fortunately, Mu Yixin knew some herbs, so Xuanqing let them go together.

It's just a pity that Mu Yixin couldn't recognize all the herbs, and many of the things he found were wrong.

After three days like this, although there were no new patients, the original critically ill patients were almost unable to hold on.There are still seven days left before the deadline agreed with Wanyan Lie, and the situation is becoming more and more difficult.

Wanyan half covered her arms and leaned on one side, seeing that Xuanqing was still describing the appearance of those medicinal herbs to the blocked Mu Yixin from a long distance away, she lowered her eyes slightly, suddenly came to Xuanqing's side, and said in a low voice : "Let's find it ourselves."

Before Xuanqing could react, he saw that Wanyan Banqin had already grabbed his arm, stepped lightly on his toes, stepped on the fence, jumped over the crowd and flew outside.

"Wait! Stop!" The soldiers outside were shocked and chased after him.

It's just that they can catch up with Wanyan's half-clothed lightness kung fu?

The two left the chasing soldiers behind in a short while, and Wanyan Banqin had just changed from grabbing Xuanqing's arm to wrapping around his waist for the convenience of leading Xuanqing to use lightness kung fu.

When he landed on the ground, Wanyan let go of his hand with a half-quilted complexion, but he was silently thinking, Xuanqing's waist is flexible and strong, but he didn't expect it to be so thin?

And Xuanqing, as a good monk who always abides by the rules and precepts, he only had to recite the moon quietly last time.Now being hugged by a woman so close to her waist, she couldn't help but feel a little helpless for a while.

After a while, he recited "Amitabha" silently, his eyes gradually calmed down, and he said helplessly: "The fourth princess can tell you in advance next time, the monk can keep up with His Highness."

Wanyan's half-covered fingers moved slightly, she turned her hands behind her back, and said lightly: "Master's internal strength sometimes disappears, so it's better not to use it forcibly to avoid recurrence of internal injuries. What's more, in Master's situation, if the enemy uses wheel tactics, it will take a long time. , the master will lose."

Xuan Qing: ... No, as long as he has points to change the medicine, he can use it non-stop, just because he is afraid that he will spit blood and scare you to death!