Wang Shun and Wanshi suffered like this for three days.

On the third day, Wang Shun fainted and developed a high fever.

Mrs. Feng came to see Fu Yan, and Fu Yan gave her the antidote as agreed.

Fu Yan admired him very much. Although the life of the poor was difficult, they could still afford a few hundred coins. Their relatives suffered for three days and three nights, but they could remain indifferent.

"Da Shun also has a high fever. Where is the medicine for high fever?" Feng's turbid and venomous eyes stared at Fu Yan.

"I'm only responsible for treating the blisters on my hands, the fever is not my responsibility." Fu Yan said with a smile.

Feng was furious: "If you hadn't poisoned me, Dashun wouldn't be inflamed or have a high fever."

Although Feng doesn't know anything about pharmacology, he still has this life experience after living for decades.

"Why didn't you tell me that he wouldn't have been poisoned if he didn't climb my courtyard wall? Why don't you blame me for your grandson's death in a few decades?"

Seeing that she was so sharp-tongued, Mrs. Feng couldn't find the words to refute for a while, so she could only lick her face and deny it, saying: "Anyway, this matter is related to you. You have to be responsible, otherwise I will ask Li Zheng to come and give our Wang family justice."

"Go and invite me. This way, the news of the Wang family climbing on the wall of my house to commit robberies will spread. People from all over the country will know about it, and everyone will definitely give it a thumbs up."

This sentence hit Feng's weakness. A person needs face and a tree needs bark. Living in this world, there are some people who don't care about face. If it really spreads, in the future, when the Wang family goes out, others will not spit or poke their spines.

"We are all neighbors. Don't do things like this. Dashun has a high fever. If you die, you won't be afraid of being in debt."

"You will bear the debt even if he dies. The medicine for high fever only costs a few dollars, and you are not willing to save his life." Fu Yan was unmoved and said coldly.

Feng was so angry that she fell back.

She went back bitterly.

After a while, Mrs. Feng came again. The market price of high fever medicine was only thirty cents. It was not good to take more. If she asked for more, she would go around saying that this damn little bitch was cheating people out of their money.

"How much does the high fever medicine cost?" Feng stared at Fu Yan warily, as if he was ready to fight.

"Twenty-five articles." Fu Yan said.

Feng breathed a sigh of relief and felt as if he had been punched in cotton. She took the medicine and walked away angrily.

Fu Yan suddenly thought that she and the old lady still had an unsettled debt.

But she is not in a hurry, it is not difficult for her.

In the afternoon, Fu Yan did not look for medicinal materials, but compiled a medical booklet. This had been the case for the past few days. The time was actually a bit rushed, after all, Dr. Zhao was in a hurry to get some.

Mu Ding'an had nothing to do, so he planned to go to the town to blacksmith.

"It's better to collect firewood." Fu Yan said to him.

The road from here to the town is steep on both sides, and it is easy to be ambushed. No matter how powerful he is alone, it is difficult for him to defeat four people with just two fists, not to mention there are definitely many people on the other side.

Mu Ding'an stopped and looked at her, his eyes a little dark.

"Why?"

Fu Yan was stunned for a moment, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "It's just that we don't have enough firewood. I want you to stock up on more. Why? Are you stupid?"

Mu Ding'an did not agree with her reason: "I have been hoarding firewood these days, and the yard is half full."

He became more and more suspicious. What he said to Shao Yu that day was overheard by her. She always asked him to chop wood. She had chopped so much wood, wasn't it enough?

Does she care about him?

That's why he couldn't help but ask.

"The more firewood the better, go quickly." Fu Yan said, she had been waiting for the birds to come to her these past few days, but they never appeared.

Mu Ding'an picked up the woodcutter and rope.

"The mountain opposite has a lot of dry ferns and moss, and there is also a lot of firewood." Fu Yan added that in a deserted place like this, it is difficult to find pine seeds to start a fire, so dry ferns and thatch are mainly used to make fires.

Mu Ding'an glanced at her again. Fu Yan was writing prescriptions with his head down. She had been busy with this for the past few days, and she was also burning the midnight oil at night. She was very busy.

She was originally a noble girl in the capital, and she had been exposed to a lot of wind and rain since she was a child. At this point, you can still see the perseverance and the spirit of death in her body, just like the flowers in the cold winter, trying hard to bloom.

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Mu Ding'an's expression moved slightly and he walked out of the courtyard.

Fu Yan took a look and saw that he had indeed gone to the hilltop opposite. Yes, he was an obedient man. It was not in vain for her to think about him. Sometimes she felt that Mu Ding'an could still be dealt with.

After much effort, she finally climbed onto the roof.

Sprinkle a little rice and some meat foam on the outside. Birds are the most clever, so they should be able to see it.

After doing this, Fu Yan slowly climbed off the roof.

She was busy and waiting. For a while, she guessed that Mu Ding'an was coming back. There was a rustling sound on the roof. Fu Yan looked up and saw, good guy, there was a bird pecking happily on top.

Woolen cloth.

The feathers and colors of this bird are obviously from that group a while ago.

"Hey, who are you?" Fu Yan greeted politely.

"Lao Qi, woman, are you here to entertain us? It's a pity that I'm the only one here." The bird said while eating with gusto.

This woman is quite generous and doesn't hold grudges, which is actually good.

"Yes, I have waited for you all today, and now you are here." Fu Yan said regretfully.

"Then you must have something to do with us?"

Lao Qi is not stupid and knows that Lanhuachuan will not give them food for free. It is rice and minced meat, but it is so delicious.

"Well, there is something very important." Fu Yan said solemnly: "There is a group of archers operating in this area recently, right?"

Lao Qi's eating movements paused for a moment, and Lan Huachuan noticed that there was a glimmer of vigilance in its eyes.

"What's wrong, are they scary?"

Lao Qi folded his wings and stopped eating. He said solemnly: "Looking at the many delicious foods you gave me, I have to remind you that those people are very dangerous. Don't mess with them.

They are all sharp archers, and they can hit every arrow accurately. Several brothers and sisters in our tribe died at their hands and were roasted and eaten by them. These people are so vicious that they will be struck by lightning on that day."

Fu Yan didn't know if it was scolding him in disguise, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Then where exactly are they now?"

She tried several times to use the navigation system in her head, but it was useless for searching people. It seemed that this thing was very humanistic.

"Okay, I see you are very persistent, so I will tell you, but if you offend them, you will be responsible for the consequences. They are in a village thirty-seven miles to the northwest. That is their base, their food and

Accommodation is all there, they are often active, and they seem to be very concerned about your place and the Chenjia Village seven miles away."
Chapter completed!