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"I did it! I did it, Di Mo Jiu! Grandfather is saved! "

In the early morning in the quiet room, Jun Qianyan's loud and clear cry of surprise could be heard. She excitedly took out the formula she had developed for three days and three nights, shook Di Mo Jiu's shoulder in excitement, and then plunged into his arms.

"I finally did it, I finally did it …" "Wuwuwu, I knew that my grandfather wouldn't leave me like this …"

After three days and three nights of strenuous effort, Jun Qianyan finally came up with the only formula that could save Jun Xuanfeng.

She cried happily in Di Mo Jiu's arms, and was about to get up and go to the Imperial Hospital to search for these herbs when she was suddenly dragged back by Di Mo Jiu.

"Ah …"

"Ah!" Jun Qianyan screamed as she fell heavily into Di Mo Jiu's embrace once again. His chest was so hard that it made her head hurt.

Di Mo Jiu's hot breath sprayed over her ears. He raised his hand and dubiously stroked the bangs on her forehead, gently stroking the dark green under her eyes with his rough thumb.

"You haven't closed your eyes for three days and three nights. Sleep first before you go find the ingredients."

Di Moyu's tone was filled with visible pain and concern. These days, Jun Qianyan had gone all out to concoct the prescription. Not a single drop of water was in it and she hadn't eaten a single mouthful. He almost wanted to advise her to give up.

However, Di Mo Jiu clearly knew this woman's personality, he could not advise her to be at ease, otherwise she would chase him away.

It was Di Yeming, who had advised her to give up a few days ago. In the past few days, Di Mo Jiu had coldly rejected both her and Jun Xuanfeng's requests to come visit him. He knew that Jun Qianyan was treating him very ruthlessly as well.

"No …" His grandfather's current condition could not be delayed. The sword qi had already permeated seventy percent of the way through. If he had one more percent, he would have no chance of survival! I can't afford to waste a second. "

Jun Qiyan frowned and shook her head. Her grandfather was still suffering on the sickbed. Why had she just fallen asleep? How could she sleep? Furthermore, this was the last chance of survival. She definitely could not waste a single second. She struggled to get up.

She fed Jun Xuanfeng the bitter medicine every day, and allowed the Emperor Mo Jiu's spirit to control the sword energy and injuries within Jun Xuanfeng's body. Seeing that it was about to succeed, how could she stop here?

"Right now, the Grand Hospital isn't even open, where can I get the medicinal ingredients from?"

Di Mo Jiu didn't give her any chance to escape at all, he tyrannically carried her directly to the other side of the wooden bed.

"If you continue resting here, I'll go and look for the medicinal herbs for you. Is that alright?" "Have a good night's rest, don't be late, Mr. Jun, you've been rescued by him. You're back to being sick, and Mr. Jun's wounds are still a bit unstable."

Di Mo Jiu gently placed her on the soft bed, took off her embroidered shoes, took away the formula from her hand, coaxed her into the bed like a child, and gently covered her with the blanket.

"Where are you going?" Jun Qiyan worriedly pulled on his sleeve. These medicinal herbs were all extremely precious. There might be a way to get them from the hospital, but didn't Di Mo Jiu say that they weren't open now?

"It's too hospital."

"Didn't you say that you didn't open the door?"

"Wake Di Yeming up. We have to open the hospital even if it's not open."

Of the tens of millions of people in the palace, there would always be a few people who would suddenly have a situation in the middle of the night. Perhaps the person in the situation was a favoured lady in the palace, or an emperor above tens of thousands of people.

Naturally, there were a few people left on night duty, but there were very few people around at night. It was really inconvenient for the imperial physicians to catch medicine at the imperial hospitals, so if there were ordinary people on duty, they would probably let the imperial physicians go tomorrow.

When Jun Qiyan heard that she needed Di Yuming's help to catch the medicinal herbs, she immediately shut her mouth obediently. Her relationship with Di Yeming was difficult to explain in a single sentence, and a few days ago she had publicly cursed his imperial physician, smashed his stuff, and pointed at his nose to tell him to scram.

If Jun Qiyan were to ask him for help at this time, how awkward would it be?

Jun Qiyan nodded in agreement with Di Mo Jiu's idea. Before he left, she called out to him worriedly. Di Mo Jiu turned around and looked at her patiently.

"Hurry up and come back, I'll wait for you here." Hearing this, Di Mo Jiu nodded, his figure was blocked by the wooden door.

At first, Jun Qiyan didn't want to sleep, but after toiling for three whole days and nights, the moment her head touched the soft pillow, she couldn't help but close her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Di Mo Jiu, who was looking for herbs, didn't care about the obstruction of the eunuch beside Di Yeming and directly entered his room. When he saw the mess on the bed, he frowned, he didn't expect Di Yeming to be this kind of person.

Don't judge him by his handsome appearance and scholarly disposition. Who would have thought that …

He didn't expect Di Yeming to be so ugly when he slept. He had no choice but to admit that Di Yeming slept like a war. Di Yuming had truly troubled his palace maids.

Di Mo Jiu pulled Di Ye Ming up. Di Ye was also very confused when Di Mo Jiu showed up in his room. Di Mo rubbed his sleepy eyes, thinking that he was seeing things.

"Get up and come with me to the Imperial Hospital to get medicinal herbs. Jun Qianyan has already finished concocting the medicinal formula for Jun Xuanfeng."

"What?!"

He had originally thought that Jun Qiyan was only a child who had a bad temper, and was too reluctant to leave Jun Xuanfeng so she threatened to heal him. Thus, he had allowed her to wreak havoc with her life and death in a manner that no one could control.

[I can't believe that Jun Qiyan has actually concocted a prescription to save Jun Xuanfeng!] That was an injury that even the top alchemist and imperial physician of the East Tomb had no way of dealing with!

"Jun Qiyan has developed a prescription. I need you to bring me to the Grand Hospital to catch some medicine." Di Mo Jiu repeated himself.

Di Yaming still didn't dare to believe it. However, he had no choice but to believe the words that came out of Di Mo Jiu's mouth.

Di Yeming quickly got up and washed himself. He then brought Di Mo Jiu along to the Grand Hospital. This was the first time since he ascended the throne that he was so nervous and impatient.

Jun Qiyan slept for a whole day and night. When she opened her eyes again, Di Mo Jiu had almost gathered all the herbs, only the most valuable one was still missing.

"I've already explored all the medicine stores in the East Tomb, but I couldn't find the Nine Lotus Dragon Returning Grass." Di Mo Jiu placed the other seven herbs on the table with a regretful tone.

Jun Qiyan was not too surprised. There was only one Ninelotus Dragon back home that had grown up in the past hundred years, and it also had a hundred years of maturity. Moreover, its living environment was extremely vile.

"I will definitely find it. If I go to the Medicine City next door, I will definitely find it."

Although the governor's speed was slow, he could still be perfectly preserved for a long time. Moreover, it wasn't that he couldn't use the Nine Lotus Dragon Return Grass to kill others, so someone would definitely treat it as a collector's item.