I'm afraid you'll be widowed

Fang Cenxi moved his gaze towards Pei Gong for a moment, then he was in a daze or a daze.

He didn't speak, and didn't continue to struggle, just kept looking at Pei Gong.

Those picturesque eyes seemed to be filled with infinitely flowing waves of light, rippling to meet Pei Gong's gaze.

But after watching for a while, he didn't even have the strength left to stand up, so he could only collapse on the couch, struggling to breathe.

After a while, Pei Gong suddenly heard Fang Cenxi whispering, "Dangguiwei, Scrophulariaceae, Forsythia..."

Pei Gong leaned closer to the bed again: "What did you say?"

"Listen to me, write it down." He endured the discomfort and continued: "Chosh cohosh, astragalus, and red peony root."

"Danpi, raw gypsum."

Pei Gong didn't bother anymore, and immediately got up and took out the small book that he carried with him, and continued to write.

Fang Cenxi closed his eyes weakly: "You can grab the medicine according to this prescription."

"If there is an investigation by the government government, it will be said that it is a cure for wind and heat, and they should not be able to see the clue."

He breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a low voice, "There is no disease in Nancheng. It was people from Zeng Zhe's government who injected medicine into the well."

"If there are people in the city who are like me and suffer from cold sweats, they can use this prescription."

Hearing this, Pei Gong remembered that Fang Cenxi understood medical skills and understood the principles of medicine.

He had already seen it when he and Fang Cenxi went to Wucun.Even yesterday, when the old woman of the Zhou family was seriously injured, Fang Cenxi was able to help.

Therefore, now that Fang Cenxi said this, Pei Gong didn't question it at all.

Pei Gong then wrote down the prescription according to the words, and wrote down the doses of several medicines before leaving quietly.

Fang Cenxi's high fever started that night.

He was already weak and weak, but he couldn't break free from the rope tied by Pei Gong, so he could only lie peacefully on that worn-out bed.

Right now, this house has been abandoned for a long time, and the cold winter wind is raging. Even if the doors and windows of this place are closed, it seems that there is still cold wind rushing into the house.

His consciousness was fuzzy, but luckily Pei Gong had a bitter medicine with a prescription.

Everything was carefully packed in bamboo tubes and wrapped tightly with cotton cloth.

When Pei Gong took it apart again, the medicine was still hot.

Wisps of white water vapor emerged from the gaps between the bamboo tubes and the eaves.

Pei Gong put the medicine aside to dry, and couldn't help but glance at the person on the bed: "Fang Cenxi, what crimes did I do in my previous life?"

"I really owe it."

Fang Cenxi was so ill that he was in a daze. He felt chills all over his body, so he couldn't help but mumbled his voice: "Mmm..."

Pei Gong: "..."

"You still 'huh'? Do you still have the face to 'huh' with me?"

"Before entering your Thirteenth Division, don't you have to eat your conscience first?"

Fang Cenxi didn't respond.

His face was flushed, and his mouth felt parched, as if he had fallen into a fire pit.

He flipped it a couple of times impatiently, but his hands were tied again, and finally he had no choice but to calm down, frowning deeply.

Pei Gong went on and on for a while, before the usual familiar bickering, he also felt bored.

He turned to stir the medicine with a spoon, and felt that the outer wall of the bamboo tube was no longer hot, so he bent down with a gloomy face.

He put a spoonful of medicine on Fang Cenxi's bloodless lips, and said in a cold voice, "Open your mouth and take the medicine."

Fang Cenxi didn't move.

Pei Gong impatiently opened his mouth with a spoon.

But Fang Cenxi didn't open his eyes.

The black-brown medicinal soup dripped down the corner of Fang Cenxi's mouth slowly and dripped to the ground without any surprise.

Pei Gong took a deep breath.

He's trying to calm down.

"Fang Cenxi, are you afraid that the prescription you prescribed will poison you to death?"

He spoke angrily, but he still put down the medicinal soup in his hand, untied Fang Cenxi's sash graciously, and sat on the head of the bed, holding Fang Cenxi in his arms.

Now that he was grasping it, he began to feel that although Fang Cenxi had a fever, his hands were terribly cold.

He pulled his face in silence, and finally stuffed his hand stove into Fang Cenxi's palm, and still curled up his hands and hugged him tightly.

But Fang Cenxi was restless.

This place is terribly cold, but Pei Gong is warm.

Subconsciously, Fang Cenxi rushed into Pei Gong's arms.

Pei Gong was startled, and turned to scold him: "What are you doing?"

"Let me tell you, don't play with me."

Fang Cenxi's whole body was only curled up, and then he trembled faintly as usual.

Pei Gong simply stretched out one hand to hold Fang Cenxi's chin, and picked up the medicine jar with the other hand.

Without further ado, he slightly squeezed Fang Cenxi's mouth open, put the soup on Fang Cenxi's mouth, and gulped it down in a blunt manner.

Fang Cenxi couldn't help but frowned again, unable to tell whether it was because he disliked Pei Gong for being too rude, or because the medicine was so bitter that it was unbearable.

Just when Pei Gong was about to curse and help him, Fang Cenxi coughed heavily.

With this cough, he straightly spit out the last mouthful of the bitter medicine that he hadn't swallowed yet.

Pei Gong was the first to bear the brunt of it, and was covered all over.

But he has lost his temper.

Pei Gong took out a handkerchief from his body, lowered his head slowly, and began to wipe the medicine on Fang Cenxi's mouth.

After wiping it twice, the lips soaked in the medicine were suddenly touched by his fingertips.

"Sorry..." Fang Cenxi's voice was weak, but he was conscious.

He was completely awakened by the drug.

Pei Gong's hands froze, seeing this inappropriate intimate behavior, he immediately put away his hands.

In order to maintain his proper dignity, the villain Pei Gong complained first, his expression gloomy, and he asked coldly, "Do you know where this is? You're not stupid, are you?"

Fang Cenxi pulled out a struggling smile: "Anywhere will do."

"As long as it's not Jianzhou, it can be anywhere."

After saying that, he couldn't help but curled up his hands again, put them on his lips and coughed twice.

"It's fine if you're not stupid." Pei Gong leaned against the bed rail, quickly got up from the bed, and said dryly, "Three taels of silver for the medicine, and five taels of dirty clothes for you."

As he spoke, he glanced at Fang Cenxi's hand again: "The stove is also two taels of silver."

Fang Cenxi lowered his eyes, looked at the delicate hand stove and frowned slightly: "The third master's hand stove is precious, I will give it back to you."

Pei Gong said in disbelief, "I didn't say I would give it to you, the two taels of silver are rent."

Fang Cenxi didn't have the strength to quarrel with him any more, so he just let out a soft "hmm".

"Thank you."

Pei Gong snorted lightly: "Forget it."

"You are worthless to thank others. You can't pay for it. Don't get close to me."

Fang Cenxi pursed her lips: "That doesn't necessarily mean that the other things can't be worth it."

Pei Gong didn't take it seriously: "Then we have to see if it's worth it first."

"How cunning is Master Xiaofang? I have to be on guard."

Fang Cenxi slowed down for another moment, and finally slowly raised his eyes to Pei Gong.

"The Zhou Xing you're looking for was imprisoned by them in Fan Tianhe's villa outside the city."

"Although I found Zhou Xing's trace, I didn't act rashly before. But you are different from me. If you have the kung fu, you will definitely be able to find him."

"There are other evidences, all hidden under the locust tree at the end of Mao'er Lane, you go dig it."

He met Pei Gong's slightly astonished gaze, and added softly: "It's true, believe it or not, it's up to you."

Pei Gong couldn't help raising his eyebrows suspiciously: "What's your plan?"

Fang Cenxi panted lightly and said with a smile: "What I want, what I'm looking for, I've already got it."

"Besides, of course I don't want it."

"It should be yours, why should I keep it a secret?"

When Pei Gong heard this, he immediately turned around with his knife in his hand and wanted to leave.He just took two steps, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the tape falling on the ground.

He calmly looked at Fang Cenxi again.

"Tie it up." Fang Cenxi lay on his side and slowly closed his eyes, "I can't walk anyway."

"Take that medicine twice a day, don't forget to bring it again tomorrow."

"Also, I don't think the third master is a god in the sky, Fang is a mere mortal, and he will be hungry."

"If the third master doesn't want to kill people, please remember to bring something that can wrap your belly."

Pei Gong frowned slightly, and suddenly laughed angrily: "Master Xie Ling has already ordered me to come?"

Fang Cenxi coughed and sneered again: "Otherwise?"

"Since I've already paid for it, shouldn't it be a matter of course?"

Pei Gong lifted a rock and hit his own foot, he could only laugh dumbfounded.

He casually threw the tape on the ground.

"Then you'd better use this prescription. Although this place is remote, it is not absolutely safe. It will be delayed for a day or two at most. The officers and soldiers will find it sooner or later."

"When Zeng Zhe and people from the government office find him, you will never have to return anyone's things in your life."

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The night was quiet, but the government office was still brightly lit.

All the doctors, big and small, of Baodi Mansion were detained in the courtyard of the government office, just to find a suitable countermeasure for this sudden epidemic.

It was already half an hour into the night, and the prefect Mu Zhengtong drank cup after cup of tea, but he still didn't hear anyone coming to report Fang Cenxi.

He couldn't help but clenched his teacup tightly, and glanced at Wei Bin who was beside him.

"It's impossible, that thing was clearly fed to him."

"The symptoms will take effect within a moment, even if he can escape, how could he not go to see the doctor?"

"Live to see people, die to see corpses."

"Add more people, and then look for it."

Wei Bin pondered for a while, and couldn't help but ask again: "What if there is someone in Dali Temple who understands medicine..."

"No, it's said that the surname Fang has never been able to eat well in Dali Temple. Who would take the risk of being infected to see a doctor for him?"

Mu Zhengtong was taken aback, as if a chord suddenly caught in his mind.

"Go and find all the people from the pharmacy."

"Let's ask what prescriptions have been caught today, as if we are planning the development of the epidemic."

"Wei Bin, the arrow is on the string now."

"If you can't find him, let Boss Fan and Qian Shoufu find a way out, and neither of us will survive."

Wei Bin cupped his hands hastily, hurriedly leaning forward to go out to do some errands.

Mu Zhengtong brushed off the cold sweat on his forehead, and couldn't help arranging the hem and collar of his normal clothes. Then he walked out slowly and went upstairs to Zeng Zhe's residence.

Zeng Zhe put on his cloak and listened boredly to Mu Zhengtong's explanation of the cause and effect.

His fingers tapped slowly and lightly on the table, but he remained silent.

He was originally the Baodi who came here for Qian Xing. If the government office was not doing well, he would naturally be responsible for cleaning it up.

The loss of life had nothing to do with him, so he naturally looked very relaxed.

Seeing this, Mu Zhengtong hurriedly handed over another box of bank notes.

"My lord, this is brought by Boss Fan."

"Fidelity."

Zeng Zhe flipped through the pages slowly, and a smile appeared on his face: "Prefect Mu, don't worry, how can there be absolutes in everything?"

"This Baodi is not only the government office, but also people from Jinyiwei are involved?"

"Wouldn't it be better if we could borrow the Pei family's knife to kill the person we want to kill?"