The Bald-headed Immortal shook his head and said, "It's okay. Go and fry these medicines." Xiao Tao took the prescription given by the Bald-headed Immortal and quickly called a few guards to help her go to the drug store to find medicine. Then outside the warehouse,
Several temporary stoves were set up and the medicine jars were arranged in a row. Someone was watching the fire in each medicine jar.
The white-headed fairy called Jiang Mingwei over and said, "Boy, have you finished feeding the medicine?"
Jiang Mingwei closed the lid of the medicine gourd and said, "Master, don't worry, not too many, not too many."
The Bald-headed Immortal nodded and said, "Then you continue to help Xiaotao here, and I'll go back and take a rest."
Jiang Mingwei's face instantly felt even more bitter than a bitter gourd. He seemed to be taking a rest. When will the killing of a thousand cuts end?
Xiyu just wanted to go to the warehouse to deliver food to everyone, but saw the white-headed fairy coming back alone, blocking his way and asking: "Old man, how are you?"
"You girl, can't you be more respectful to me?"
Xiyu curled her lips and said, "Okay, okay, what happened to those patients?"
The white-headed immortal said tiredly: "Take the medicine, and after three to five days, as long as you don't die, you can survive."
Xiyu opened the food box, took out a pancake and handed it to the Bald-headed Immortal, saying, "Hey, this is for you."
The white-headed fairy wanted to take it, but he had just finished consulting those patients and had to change his clothes and wash his hands to avoid infection.
The White-headed Immortal took his hand back and said, "You'd better bring something thin to them, so that it's easier for them to digest. Also, tell Xiaotao and the others not to touch the food they eat, and be sure to wash their hands.
You have to change your clothes outside before you can go back to the inn."
Xiyu nodded and ran away. The Bald Immortal met Ling Yifeng in the guest room upstairs. He just nodded to say hello and then entered his room.
Xiyu sent the food to the warehouse, and saw Jiang Mingwei holding a fan and fanning the stove while squinting his eyes to sleep. Xiyu gently put down the things in his hands, then walked to Jiang Mingwei and patted him heavily.
Jiang Mingwei was so frightened by the sudden slap that he knocked over the medicine jar. The hot medicine splashed on Jiang Mingwei's feet. He was so painful that he could only jump up and down while holding his own feet.
"You damn girl, you've had enough to hold on, haven't you?"
Xiyu glanced at Jiang Mingwei apologetically, then like a child who had done something wrong, lowered her head, played with her fingers and said, "I didn't mean to do it. Who told you to be lazy?"
Jiang Mingwei wanted to say something, but Xiao Tao came over and said, "My good princess, please don't make any trouble here, okay? Look, this medicine has been spilled and it has to be fried again. It will take a lot of time, otherwise
It’s useless.”
Xiaotao helped Jiang Mingwei up, but Xiyu felt bored and returned to the inn.
Xiaotao watched Xiyu leave and said apologetically to Jiang Mingwei: "Mr. Mingwei, don't blame the princess, she is just a child."
Jiang Mingwei waved his hand, forget it, he was angry with this girl. In the end, he was the only one who was angry. He took off his shoes and socks, and saw a few bubbles on his feet. He reached out to touch them, oh,
It really hurts like hell.
Xiao Tao looked at Jiang Mingwei's feet, fetched a bucket of cold water, and soaked his feet in it. Jiang Mingwei was a little embarrassed, but Xiao Tao carefully helped him clean the medicine stains on his feet, and asked softly: "Do you still feel pain?