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Awan shook his head, "I think you take medicine every day, and the poison is stable and easy to attack. If you can't use emergency medicine for a while, you won't tell you about changing the medicinal materials. Who would have thought..."

"Awan, don't panic." Fang Zilan took the opportunity to grab her hand and comforted her, "I believe in you, and you must believe in yourself."

"But now in the Linjia Village situation, what should I do if you are unconscious?" Awan was obviously panicked. Fang Zilan pinched her hand and whispered: "Awan, listen carefully to what I said below."

Awan bit her lip, "You said, I will listen to you."

Fang Zilan said slowly: "Be careful about the child these two days. Once he dies, you poison the woman. Then go out of the village to find A Yu and Lao Cao, telling them that everyone in Linjia Village died of a plague. The weather is getting hotter. In order to prevent the stench of the corpse, the plague must be set on fire."

"What if the child survives his life?" Awan asked, and Fang Zilan said indifferently: "Then keep your promise to the woman--in three days, take the child out of the village. However, the woman must die."

"Three days later, although it is not beyond your half-month period, the time is also very close." Awan looked hesitant, "And I am not sure whether you can wake up then..."

She didn't say anything, and Fang Zilan looked at her steadily, "So I'll entrust all this to you. If I can't wake up, you and Lin Jian will do what I said. Lin Jian was so scared by me that he dared not disobey."

"That woman..." Awan spoke tentatively, and Fang Zilan turned a decisive approach: "It must be killed. If the child dies, who knows what she will do? What's more, she is a complicitor, and she will have a share in the death of Miss Yan'er. You should keep a close eye on her and kill him when he should be killed. Never show mercy."

Awan was silent for a long time, and finally nodded, "I promise you."

"Awan, during the half-month period, Ayu and Lao Cao will help me support me no matter what. It won't be a problem if I wake up or not." Fang Zilan looked cold, "But if the half-month period comes, I will still be unconscious..."

She paused, as if she was determined, and said in a deep voice: "I will wake me up no matter what method you use."

"What method?" Awan's voice was a little trembling. She knew that she could not hide it from Fang Zilan at all, but she still couldn't help but be afraid that she would peek into her inner anxiety and confusion.

"I know you have a way." Fang Zilan said with great confidence, "No matter how dangerous it is, you can use it. I will give it to you."

"I..." Awan stumbled with the word "I" but did not dare to continue talking.

Fang Zilan did not force Awan to say anything, just because her eyelids were heavy and her consciousness gradually became blurred. At this time, she could not help anything.

When Awan saw Fang Zilan's eyes closed, she felt mixed feelings in her heart. She might have felt compassion for the mother and son, but she was born in the Ghost Sect and was never a rude person.

Her hands were also stained with blood.

Thinking of this, she was stunned. Speaking of this, she had never killed anyone since she followed Fang Zilan in the past two years, and she had never even hurt anyone. She seemed to be a doctor who saved lives and helped the wounded.

She smiled as if she was self-deprecating. It was Fang Zilan who protected her so well that she almost forgot that she had been sinking into the darkness and could never get out of it.

"Fang Zilan, don't worry, whether it's a half-month period or a three-day promise, I will help you keep it." Awan looked at the person who was in a coma in front of him, with a firm expression, "I won't show mercy."

After saying that, she focused on applying an injection to Fang Zilan, and then sat on the edge of the bed to guard her. In the next two days, she either boiled medicine for her or took care of the condition of the mother and son.

As for Lin Jian, he had not seen Fang Zilan for two consecutive days. He was surprised but did not dare to speak directly, so he had to ask Awan indirectly. Awan just said lightly that Fang Zilan had relapsed and needed rest, so he was sent away.

Until the night of the third day, Awan was nervously guarding Fang Zilan, while thinking that the three-day period was about to pass, but the child was still in high fever and only breathed a sigh of relief. If she could end up tomorrow morning, what should she do? Should she take him out of the village or...

Just as she was thinking, she heard a shrill shout, which seemed particularly abrupt in the middle of the night, making her scalp numb.

"Miss Awan?" Lin Jian's voice came from the door. Awan walked to the door and opened the door, "Did you hear it too?"

"Yes, it's so creepy." Lin Jian had a bitter face, "Why don't we go and have a look?"

"Okay." Awan frowned slightly, and followed Lin Jian to the room where the mother and son were.

The door of the house was closed and opened as soon as it was pushed. The two looked at each other and then walked in together. The woman hugged the child tightly and cried heartily, "Heng'er, wake up, don't leave your mother alone. Heng'er! Heng'er..."

She whispered more and more despair. Awan walked forward and saw the child's body stiffening. It was obvious that he had been there for a while.

Seeing this for some reason, Awan suddenly felt relieved in her heart, but a chill arises in an instant. It turns out that her heart is actually looking forward to the child...

She didn't dare to think about it anymore, and was about to step forward to comfort the woman, but before she could speak, she heard the woman say harshly: "Don't come over! Heng'er is dead, what else do you want?"

"I don't mean that..." Awan denied, and the woman cried and said blood, "Heng'er is dead, and I can't survive anymore. I just want you to give me two more hours. When it dawns, I will send Heng'er into the ancestral hall, and then..."

She bit her lip tightly, and she was like a mosquito, "I'll go and accompany Heng'er, and our family will never be separated."

Awan remained silent and said for a while: "Okay, I promise you, I'll give you another two hours."

Lin Jian stood aside without saying anything until he left the house with Awan. He asked carefully: "Master Fang..."

"Is there an ancestral hall in Linjia Village?" Awan interrupted before he asked, he pursed his lips, closed the question and answered: "Yes, Linjia Village is a small village, and the villages are all from the same clan, so there is only one large ancestral hall, right in the center of the village, not far from this. Yesterday I sent the ashes of my brothers in."

Upon hearing this, Awan asked, "Will the ashes be sent in after the death of Linjia Village?"

"That's not the case." Lin Jian explained: "Only males can enter the ancestral hall, and usually tablets enter the ancestral hall."

Awan looked solemn and turned around and walked back. She walked behind the woman and saw that there was a piece of wood and a short knife in her hand. She was carving something intently, muttering something, and repeatedly saying, "Mom will go with you soon."

After watching for a while, Awan didn't know that the woman had even cut her hands. Her expression was crazy but she still wrote them seriously. She couldn't see the clue and finally left.

No one can always live under the protection of others, Awan: Can I do it?
Chapter completed!