Chapter 1640

Moreover, the raw materials used in this medicine are rare in the world. The thousand petals of Saussurea involucrata and 5000 year old blood ginseng are not available. They can't have such good luck. If they find the same, they still can't save many people.

I'm afraid that in the last few places, a burning village will inevitably close the city.

From ancient times to the present, there have been plagues of various dynasties, which were not filled with corpses and unable to return to the sky. At that time, besides those villages and towns, countless villages were burned.

Generations of cultivation, generations of hope, and generations of recovery.

How many years will it take?

Now those dead graves are still uninhabited and have been desolate here.

"Is there really no way?"

SHEN Qingci has a lot of silver. She still has a lot of silver. Her hands can turn stone into gold, but she can't cure diseases, and the money can't buy those medicines.

"Come on," he called out.

"Send for the third young master."

After a while, brand Yu Yi came over, followed by peach white lion. The white lion didn't know whether it was because he was raised by brand Yu Yi, so he was very close to brand Yu Yi. He liked to follow him in front of him. Almost all of them were inseparable. Even when he was in the toilet, he kept quiet outside 。

It's a pity that it's too heavy now that it's grown up. Otherwise, it must be like the two little foxes and let the owner carry it around. But who is not a baby? Every year, it's a teenager, but now it's only one year old. It's still a baby lion, and it needs to be held high by the owner.

Unless it uses its own saliva to drown its master, and then by the way uses its own enchanting big butt to crush its master to death, so it can only follow the master with his life.

Brand Yu Yi came in, but also with brand Heng care and Shen Qing CI.

"Father, mother."

It looks like a grandmother's face, but it's really beautiful. Fortunately, it's very tall. It's just like a father. It's noble and lonely. Otherwise, what kind of disaster would this face cause?

"Sit down," he pointed to one of the chairs.

"I have something to tell you."

He didn't know what was wrong with him, but when he saw that he was so serious, he knew that it was not a trivial matter, and he had a very bad feeling in his heart. Could it be that something really happened?

He lifted up his clothes and sat down. The little white lion lay quietly at his master's feet and wagged his tail to help him clean himself. Of course, he occasionally saw that the corners of his master's clothes were dirty, which also helped him clean up.

It bit the owner's coat, but also to help the owner drive flies, now it is not even the prestige of the Lord of the jungle, simply did not grow up baby lion.

But people are originally a baby, is a one-year-old baby, long again big is also a baby.

"Father, but what happened?"

The brand Yu Yi asks brand Heng to worry, always feel that the atmosphere at this time is not quite right, is it true that something is wrong?

"Locust plague again."

Brand Heng cares to see son one eye, again say.

"Locust plague?"

Brand Yu Yi couldn't help wringing his eyebrows. He felt relieved. In fact, he was the same as Shen Qingci. He thought he was the one in the palace. He found out the identity of Xiaoyuanzi and blamed them.

And don't be afraid that they have too many hearts.

in the royal family, there are always no relatives.

The reason why the emperor's uncle is so close to their family is that they are not vigilant and spare no effort to maintain it, just because they have no desire for the throne.

If there is such a trace, I'm afraid it will not be the situation today. The superior is always suspicious. He knows that. So long as it is not the small garden that is discovered and used by others, everything is easy to say.

As for the question about locust plague.

At the beginning, he felt that it might not be so easy to pass away. If he did, he would make a comeback again.

however, he had one experience, which should be that he was not as busy as he was at the beginning.

"Father, I'm leaving tomorrow."

When Luo Yuyi is ready to go back, he asks Xiao an to pack up and set off as soon as possible. This is nothing else. If you go one day late, it may be that many people have an accident. If you go one day late, you may be out of control.

Shen Qingci was worried, but he could not speak.

This is to hang her life in the air, which is not picked up. This is her own. How can she bear her own child to do something that may lose her head at any time, but if he doesn't, who will do it?

As a doctor, if you don't have the heart of a benevolent person, then you might as well go home and plant potherb.Moreover, the last plague of locusts was to be cured by his Lord. Even if she refused to let her go, Emperor Wenyuan would still send her third son there.

She can understand and understand.

But as a mother, what does anyone else have to do with her? She was not born or raised by her. All she cared about was her own son. She had tried her best to give birth to the three of them. However, because of the family's damned ancestral precepts, she gave birth to her son. After more than ten years of separation, it was not easy for their mother and son to meet again, and they were able to take pleasure in her lap. As a result, she went south and north to work for Dazhou.

"Mother, I'll be fine."

Luo Yuyi is comforting Shen Qingci. He can't see that the worry in Shen Qingci's eyes at this time is still the kind of depression, which is to keep the body well. If he continues to be so depressed, the former medicine will be drunk for nothing, and his bowls of boiled medicine will come out.

Shen Qingci is still a picture. If you go, you will wait. Although she doesn't speak, how can the father and son not see it?

Shen Qingci's face twisted, do not want to hear.

"Mother."

Brand Yuyi is simply unable to laugh or cry. Her mother is young, which seems to be the same.

"Mother, I have medicine here," he said with a smile.

Indeed, Shen Qingci turned his face back.

"Where did you get it?"

This medicine does not have a thousand petals of Saussurea involucrata, not 5000 years of blood ginseng, can come from? Is it possible that Mo Fei did more to save himself?

Fortunately, Mo Fei doesn't know what she thinks in her heart. If she does, she has to cry.

It's a big injustice. He is more unjust than dou'e. he has made those medicines, but all of them are handed in. Even if they are reserved for themselves, it is enough to leave a few bottles. Can't they still take hundreds of bottles?

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