Chapter 120

The process of refining medicine for Han Zhizhi was much more difficult than ye Xiyue thought. First, there were not so accurate tools to milligrams in ancient times, and there were no beakers. What's more, Han Zhizhi's body was so weak that she couldn't even try a medicine.

She pressed her forehead with a headache and said in a low voice, "villa leader Han, I told you to take good care of your body these days!"

Han Zhizhi smiled helplessly at her with a slightly gloomy look. "Sorry, madam, I overestimated my body."

That day, in order to make Han Zhiruo feel more comfortable, he took a sip of bird's nest, called people outside to talk, and blew a cold wind for half an hour. As a result, he had a high fever that night.

After burning for three days, I couldn't take the medicine. I was afraid that it would collide with the medicine prepared by Ye Xiyue. As a result, I could only carry it for three days. Until now, the heat has receded slightly.

Ye Xiyue raised her eyebrows and saw that the originally thin youth had lost a big circle in just three days. It looked thinner and thinner, almost to the extent that the wind could fall.

Her delicate eyebrows were followed by a wrinkle. She looked up and down at Han Zhizhi, simply put down the medicine she was holding, and suddenly said, "take off your coat and lie in bed."

On this body bone, she was afraid that even if the medicine was prepared, the man's body could not stand such strong medicine.

Han Zhizhi was stunned, as if he hadn't reacted, and stood still.

"What are you doing? Take off your coat, lie in bed and give you acupuncture."

Ye Xiyue directly took out the acupuncture bag she carried from her arms and slowly unfolded it. There were all kinds of needles of different lengths specially made according to the habits of her previous life. The needles used were different for different positions.

Han Zhizhi looked at her unabashedly picking a needle. The tip of her eyebrows moved slightly. What emotions flashed in her eyes, but finally precipitated bit by bit.

He stretched out his hand to untie the buckle on his chest, took off his shirt, went to the bedside and lay down directly.

"I'll give you needles at some big points. It may hurt a little. You can bear it."

Ye Xiyue turned and walked to the bedside and opened the acupuncture bag on his side. There was no expression on her face. It was a doctor's gesture.

"Madam, although the needle is, Han is not afraid of pain."

Ye Xiyue sniffed at the speech and didn't mean to ridicule him. She just felt interesting.

After all, in her previous life, she gave injections to patients every time. When she said this, she got almost the same reply as Han Zhizhi. As for the result, it's very true!

She looked at Han Zhizhi lying on the bed with a calm face. She looked at her and hooked her lips. "Villa leader Han will know in a minute."

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"General."

The bodyguard dressed as a coachman bowed to Xiao lie and handed over the information he had just got.

Xiao lie only glanced at the information in his hand and frowned.

"Is the news true?"

"Report to the general. It has been repeatedly verified and should be correct. His Highness the prince is under house arrest. Now everything in Nantong is in the hands of King Xiaoyao. King Xiaoyao will leave for Nantong in a few days."

Nantong has had an epidemic, and Xiaoyao Wang took the job at this time, which means something intriguing.

Xiao lie frowned, "let them keep an eye on it. What's going on over there in Dali temple?"

"The fold has been handed over. It hasn't been decided yet. The second young master is in peace for the time being. He hasn't been brought up for trial, and everything else is OK."