Chapter 1010

Walking in front of the boss did not see Xia Xiaoran nearly collapsed, casually replied: "no matter, a day there are hundreds of people died, face is rotten meat, thrown in the mass grave, ate the mice are a bloody look. But more than a dozen doctors and a lot of herbs were sent out, but they didn't work. If it couldn't be cured, it would be... "The boss stopped talking, with a very sorry tone.

"If you can't restrain it, you can only burn all these people to death." Xia Xiaoran went on word by word. Xia Xiaoran had been a medical woman. Although this method of restraining the spread of the plague was cruel, it was effective. It was a method that many emperors used when the plague broke out.

But hundreds of thousands of human lives are much lighter than tens of thousands of creatures, and the lighter ones can be given up.

Lying in the mahogany bathtub, mist rises slowly, blurring Xia Xiaoran's delicate facial features. The water drops on her long eyelashes are rolling down. Xia Xiaoran doesn't know why she is so sad. If she lives too long, she will die in any battlefield or dynasty. In the torrent of history, these people are like dust that can't leave any trace. Then why do you want to cry? Xia Xiaoran wipes her face, which is full of cold tears. Xia Xiaoran is stunned, and looks at the things in her hand and gently pulls the corners of her mouth, but the tears flow more.

Standing outside the door, Zhou Han listens to Xia Xiaoran's repressed cry inside. He holds his fist and spreads it out again. Finally, he falls down.

The next day, Xia Xiaoran wakes up very early and covers her red and swollen eyes with a washed towel. Recently, Xia Xiaoran feels more and more strange. What's the matter with the sadness that always comes out of different places.

"Ling Xue, are you ready?" Zhou Han knocked on the door gently outside.

Pick up the cloak on the table and take it to your head. Xia Xiaoran doesn't want people to see what he looks like now. Taking the package out of the door, I saw Zhou Han standing in front of the door with a tray like a little guy. The tray was ready for breakfast.

Xia Xiaoran was completely stunned. He was too tired to cry last night. He felt it was too late when he just cleaned up. But judging from Zhou Han's posture, he had to eat and drink enough to go out.

Zhou Han, under the gaze of Xia Xiaoran, enters the room with a tray and puts breakfast on the table. He turns to see Xia Xiaoran still standing in front of the door. Thinking that she hasn't woken up, he says, "I just went to the gate to find the guard. They say that the gate can only be opened after an hour. Otherwise, Ling Xue, you should eat first and have a rest in the carriage." While saying, he handed Xia Xiaoran a bowl of Japonica rice porridge.

"No more." Xia Xiaoran took the porridge and looked at the white slender rice grains in the bowl. He remembered that when he went to Zhou Han's home for the first time, he ate too many hawthorn and his teeth fell down. He could only pour the japonica rice porridge made by Zhou hanniang bowl by bowl. Gone for ever as like as two peas, and the light of heart from care, the soft and glutinous taste and fresh smell are exactly the same as before.

Putting down the bowl, Xia Xiaoran looks up at Zhou Han, but unexpectedly finds that Zhou Han doesn't eat either. He just focuses on himself. In the year, Xia Xia ran, who was still in the mood, was sad and make complaints about food. At that time, only a silly big Zhou Han who knew how to eat his head would look at the girl with a worried look.

Xia Xiaoran sighs that what really changes us is not time, but the impermanence of the world.

With a slight smile, Xia Xiaoran's laughter wakes Zhou Han, who looks at her attentively. Reaction of Zhou Han red face bow rice, dare not look up at Xia Xiaoran.

If he wants to be a turtle, let him be. Xia Xiaoran often thinks that if Zhou Han and Huang Lingxue had confessed earlier, these two people would be able to live their lives without Huang Lingxue's sorrow and Xia Xiaoran, an alien invader.

But now think this is not a bit of a bad time, Xia Xiaoran frowned, trying to restrain his YY. Zhou Han, who was holding an empty bowl to one side, said, "is the dry food ready?"

Zhou Han has prepared a lot of dry food, but Xia Xiaoran doesn't think it's enough. Now the villagers who suffer from the plague need not only medicine, but also dry food. It's usually useless to give them silver at this time. Even if they are not trapped in the village by the government, no one dares to sell them food.

He put down the bowl in a hurry. Zhou Han nodded fiercely and said vaguely, "it's ready. It's all piled up on the carriage and the herbs are packed separately."

It seems that after he decided to go out of the city, Zhou Han was always in front of him. Thinking of this, Xia Xiaoran felt a little guilty. "Zhou Han, have you ever thought that you might not be able to come back this time?"

This is the first time Xia Xiaoran officially called Zhou Han's name. At this time, she did not use Huang Lingxue's identity to speak to him, but used Xia Xiaoran's position to ask him.

It's certain that he is a little man. Zhou Han doesn't look like a big man in the world. Naturally, they don't have such unreliable things as the aura of the leading role. He is a soul body. If he dies, he will die. Anyway, there will be other tasks waiting for him. But what about Zhou Han? He is a part of the world. He is not Huang Lingxue who has no father or mother. What about his mother when he dies.

Xia Xiaoran's brain activity is too rich, and his face unconsciously reveals a bit of sadness. Seeing that Zhou Han has no response, Xia Xiaoran repeats again, "if you can't go back, what will your mother do?"

He is not an unfilial person. Xia Xiaoran looks at Zhou Han very accurately. He drops his eyes. His long eyelashes cast a small shadow on his plain white face. Xia Xiaoran's expression makes Zhou Han unable to see clearly in half light“ You go back. I can't be sorry to Mama Zhang. "“ It's time to open the city gate. Don't you clean up Ling Xue? " Zhou Han, who has never spoken, gets up and leaves the room, leaving Xia Xiaoran a tall figure. Raise your hand to cover your eyes, feel the wet touch in the palm of your hand, Xia Xiaoran thought with self mockery, again, do you really live soon? So frequently affected by the host's emotions, either the body failure or Xia Xiaoran's mental breakdown. Is this a death without success? Xia Xiaoran felt his face and thought that he had seen all the wonderful ways to die, but he was a good young man with good physical and mental health. Xia Xiaoran thought that he was depressed“ You will die. " A cold voice hit Xia Xiaoran's mind, like a lightning in Xia Xiaoran's mind. Although it's not easy, I'm still very happy. After all, it shows that some proud and charming system monarchs have finally managed themselves after upgrading. Xia Xiaoran was so excited that he almost burst into tears. Then... Xia Xiaoran just remembered the words of system Jun just now. Lightning in Xia Xiaoran's mind wandering, an instant captured Xia Xiaoran brain collapse scene, proud voice sounded again, "but will not die now." It's just rubbish. Xia Xiao ran just wanted to make complaints about things in his mind. He looked at things in front of the system and saw things in the glass box. In order to no longer make complaints about the "special care" of the thunderstorm, Xia Xiao ran his own thighs and put out the little flames that he wanted to Tucao, and silently took care of the stereo surround sound of the system. "I know your things, and the reasons have been identified."