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    Silly, sweet and miraculous doctor young master

    There was a loud bang, sand and rocks flew behind them, and even the carriage carrying them was shaken violently. The medicine boy tried his best to stabilize himself.

    The swirling sand and dust blocked their sight and they could not clearly see the situation behind them, but the men in yellow were indeed unable to catch up.

    “Let’s go!”

    Lianyue wrote, “Go back to Fushan!”

    Fushan has been his home since childhood. Even though his master has passed away, there are still houses and many medicinal materials left there, which cannot be found outside.

    After returning, he would have a greater chance of curing Li Xin.

    The medicine boy responded hurriedly.

    Lian Yueshu wiped the sweat from his forehead, carried Li Xin back to the carriage, and let her lean against him.

    Now that acupuncture was no longer possible, he had to give her medicine to at least hold her body up first.

    I don’t know how long it takes to walk from here to Fushan.

    Lian Yueshu held her waist, feeling mixed in his heart, as if he was being firmly pressed by a huge boulder.

    Who is she?

    They rushed to the town overnight, asked for directions and rested for a while. When they learned that they still had to walk for half a month, Lian Yueshu had no choice but to give Li Xin acupuncture in the inn to temporarily protect her heart.

    Fortunately, she has deep internal strength and can hold on for a while.

    A new carriage was bought at the market, a driver was hired, and the original one was abandoned.

    The drug boy wanted to sell it, but Lianyue Shu stopped him and asked him to let the horse go, and the carriage was set on fire.

    Traces that can be erased must still be erased.

    The coachman was a strong man. When Lian Yueshu was looking for someone, he said he was on his way, so these days the medicine boy and the coachman came together.

    Every time he arrived at a town, he had to change his horse.

    Fortunately, Lianyue Shu had a lot of banknotes on him, including those left by his master in the past and the medical fees he received.

    They rushed day and night, and saw everyone haggard. They arrived half a month ahead of schedule after half a month’s journey.

    After the coachman left, Lian Yueshu and Yaotong climbed up the mountain and returned to the hut on the mountain.

    The medicine boy was very tired. As soon as he returned to his place, he fell asleep on the bed.

    Lian Yueshu placed Li Xin in his room and wiped her body a little. He didn’t dare to rest and ran to the pharmacy to find medicine.

    She was mostly in a coma these days. Occasionally she would wake up for a moment and fall into coma after being unable to say more than two words.

    Lian Yueshu had no choice but to let her hold the ginseng slices in her mouth and drink bowl after bowl of tonic medicine. If there was no medicine, he would use pills. Even so, because she could only drink some rice soup, her body was still getting weaker day by day.

    And the poison in her body became more and more rampant.

    Lianyue Shu tried the trick of using Sixi Village to attract the poison, but found that it was of no use to her.

    The bad premonition in his heart finally came true.

    Thinking of Li Xin smiling and saying to him:

    “It can’t be cured.”

    Only now did he realize that she had not told lies.

    He almost read through all the medical books, but there was no explanation at all about such poison.

    Now he was helpless except hanging her life.

    After the medicine boy came back, he slept for two whole days and finally calmed down the energy.

    He saw that Lian Yueshu didn’t take a good rest at all, but was even busier than before. When it was time to light the lantern every day, he couldn’t help but say:

    “Sir, please take a rest first.”

    Lian Yueshu just shook his head.

    The poison in Li Xin’s body was like a talisman. If he couldn’t think of a solution, she would be one step closer to death.

    He wished he could spend three meals a day thinking about it.

    At this moment, it seemed that it didn’t matter who she was or why she came.

    He only knew that she was Ali, and he wanted her to live. He didn’t care about the rest.

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