Chapter 148

An qingran knows that the yard may not be able to get out if it can get in.

Just like in the previous life, the sanatorium received more than 150 people, but in the end only two people went out alive. She hoped that she could create a miracle.

Isn't she always working miracles? This time, God bless you.

She chose a corner of her own, and no one lived around the house for the time being, because she was a healthy person. The people who brought her to the hospital also knew her, so she sold her this favor and was happy that she could take care of the patients herself. They could save their energy.

An qingran asked for a lot of lime and some herbs, and the man also agreed, because all the people in this place have a good reputation. Although it is inevitable that they will die, they will die with dignity.

On the day she entered the sanatorium, the prince received the news. He was very anxious and rushed there immediately. However, the guards knew that the matter was critical and it was impossible to let the healthy prince in. Dongfang Jin didn't break in, but ordered the dean to do everything possible to meet an qingran's requirements.

An qingran gets special care very quickly. What she wants is always delivered quickly, and her requirements are always solved quickly. Her attitude towards her is also very special and respectful. An qingran feels strange that she is not an important person. Is it her father's job outside?

Thinking like this, I feel better.

She didn't know that someone else was taking care of her.

She has no time to think about anything else. When she comes here, she looks, hears and thinks about all these life and death things. She holds an ailing an Mingchen and combs it carefully in her heart. Why has it been so many days that people in dongnuang pavilion have no problems, and other people in the Yard have no problems, but what happened to an Mingchen?

His weak health is one aspect, but he really has no chance to contact outsiders.

As she held him, she touched his little hand carefully. Suddenly, it occurred to her that the rash had started on her arm. She took off his little coat and carefully examined the location of the rash. The first one was still red and swollen without scab. Suddenly, her head flashed with light. This little coat!

She was really damned. The plague spread by contact. Why didn't she think of it?

She padded her hands, put the small jacket on the table, and picked the money away with a silver needle. The sleeve was opened first. She looked through it carefully. Suddenly, she saw a piece of cloth on the sleeve, which was dilapidated and had a faint smell. She always thought that the smell was from an Mingchen's body, but she didn't want to be from here. She slowly picked the cloth with scissors When he got up, the cloth had nothing to do with the coat.

It's foreign!

An qingran's face was so angry that she had no color. If she didn't make a mistake, it was this thing that made an Mingchen sick. Who put this thing in his little coat?

Usually, an Mingchen's food is passed by her hand, but she doesn't care about the things she wears. The main reason is that she doesn't feel that there will be any big things if she doesn't wear well. As a result

Who prepared the clothes for my brother?

Now she can't investigate.

He sewed the coat carefully, and without throwing it away, he put it in a proper place and put it away.

Taking off his coat, an Mingchen is a little cold. He is fighting a cold war. Now the child seems to be used to these pains. He has been very quiet all the time. His black eyes look at an qingran, as if he are talking with her and telling her that he is very strong.

Ann cried again.

She really loved it.

After soaking in a medicine bath for an Mingchen, she changed a clean suit for him. This time, it was sent by the sanatorium. It was pure white cotton cloth. It was enough to do anything. An Qing ran didn't cut it immediately. Instead, she took off her clothes and wrapped it in Mingchen. She washed the cloth and put it in the sun.

It can be sterilized.

It was the master who told her.

In every corner of the room, she has been detoxified again. Now what she should do next is to accompany her brother to recover quietly.

Sitting in the yard, she suddenly heard a burst of crying. Soon, a stretcher passed by the door. The people on it had been covered with white cloth, and a person was driven back by the guard: "take care of yourself. Your brother is dead, you still have to live..."

It turned out to be a pair of brothers.

Ann couldn't help hugging the child in her arms.

In order to let the room ventilate, at night an Qing Ran is also open the window, she accompanies in an Mingchen's bedside, often only sits to nap one night.

The food was delivered on time.

An Mingchen did not wean, there are people to send in goat milk, which solves a big problem.

I don't know if it's because of the jacket that left her body. An Mingchen's fever subsided the next day. His mouth was full of bubbles, but he still didn't cry. He just nestled quietly in an qingran's arms. Like a kitten, an qingran's heart was completely broken by him. If something happened to him, she might lose half of her life.

Tai hospital is also constantly sending medicine down. When an qingran used their medicine, she was also studying it. Fortunately, the contents of her uncle's medical books were very rich, and she had a lot of ideas.Although she didn't want to take her brother as a test object, she didn't expect that all the drugs tested on him had played a role. The first abscess had begun to scab. An qingran almost jumped with joy in her heart. With the improvement of her condition, an Mingchen's face also slowly recovered, and even had a flush. This plague is like this. It comes fast. Finding the right medicine will disappear quickly.

She just waited quietly.

The people in the hospital thought it was a miracle, so they came to ask an qingran about the medicine. An qingran didn't hide anything. He told them everything. After reporting to the emperor, the emperor asked all the doctors to know the prescription and method, and to take a bath while treating the patients. Although it didn't show any miraculous effect for a while, it seemed to have an effect. The emperor in the palace did not From the ground to an qingran's mood is more complex, the child has a blessing, but often the blessing and misfortune depend on each other, but the fate of those who do great things is not plain sailing.

An qingran looks at an Mingchen. He will smile now. Because he is weak, there is almost no crying. He just smiles at her like a kitten and adheres to her very much. As long as he can't see her for a while, he shakes his head to look for her figure.

An qingran had to burn the fire and decoct the medicine for him, so she didn't take it easy. She didn't let anyone into their yard because she didn't believe the people in it. She was like a wolf at a young age. Soon people in the sanatorium knew about her and that she had treated her mother. She also knew that the prescription in her hands would probably save countless The common people only admire her. Where does anyone harm her? Besides, this is not the general's office.

An qingran felt that she had not done enough. When she went to bed at night, she still did not take off her clothes, and she had a kitchen knife in her hand.

In his sleep, an qingran suddenly felt something was wrong. He took up the knife and jumped up. He cut across the border. A dark figure jumped across the street and called it me.

An Qing ran listen to familiar, still holding a knife and stand: "who?"

"Oriental brocade."

An Qing Ran's body just relaxed, the light was on, the Oriental brocade a face of bitter smile: "you sleep when still holding a knife?"

An Qing ran put the knife down and sighed: "there are only me and my brother here. I have to protect him."

"How is he?" Oriental brocade said near, but was an Qing ran stopped for a moment, "he is much better, the crown prince a little back, also please and minister to keep a certain distance."

"I'm not afraid of..."

An qingran held up the knife again, aiming at his neck: "please respect yourself, don't force the courtiers to act excessively, and ask the prince to retreat out of the window..."

An Qing ran really took that knife to start the look, Oriental brocade in the heart moved, she was afraid of infecting himself, more afraid of her injury, so, immediately jumped out of the window: "let's talk here."

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