Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 728 Farewell
The village chief's family was seriously ill. Except for the eldest son who was still acting as usual, everyone else was bedridden.The doctors brought by Zhuge Yu came in and out, writing prescriptions, taking medicines and decocting medicines in one go, and the wind under their feet was not tired.

Fang Zilan stood under the eaves, watching this scene quietly, feeling mixed feelings.But before she could think about it, she saw the doctor beckoning to her, "Girl, if you are free, hurry up and help."

"Here we come." Fang Zilan didn't hesitate, walked over and took the prescription from the doctor, "Is there any help?"

She asked straightforwardly, but the doctor was not annoyed at all, and said bluntly, "It's hopeless."

"Then what are you doing?" Fang Zilan looked fixedly at the person in front of her, "Seeing that you are over fifty years old, why do you still come to this remote mountain village to work for these hopeless people?"

"Little girl, you can see that you are living too lightly, so you can say such a thing." The doctor stroked his beard and said solemnly: "Although everyone's fate is different, as long as you are a human, you have the right to live." Even if you are going to die, you should be decent. As a doctor, this is my duty."

"You speak lightly." Fang Zilan said coldly: "It's better to be done with it than to struggle in pain. As a doctor, if you really can't save it, why not send it away for the last time?"

"It seems that the little girl has also passed through." The doctor thought deeply, "Since this is the case, you can struggle in pain, so why do you want to prevent others from surviving? You must know that human life is at stake, and the word life and death is far from being as simple as just saying it .”

He paused, and seeing Fang Zilan remained silent, he continued: "Have you ever heard of the Southeast Plague? At that time, everyone thought it was hopeless, but in the end they were saved. Plague is like this, let alone poisoning? One possibility is also worth a try.”

Fang Zilan's expression froze, and only at this moment did she see clearly the fear in her heart.

It turned out that she never thought that she could win the ghost gate.

Whether it is poison or the world, as long as Ji Ningtian waved his hand, he could disrupt the situation, but she was chasing behind, exhausted, but it was difficult to change.

I don't know how many times, she has seen people with lofty ideals die or retreat, and even she herself is dragging along.

If I knew this earlier, why did I do it in the first place?Li Shengxuan was stunned, his hands hidden in his sleeves clenched into fists, but he couldn't say anything.

When the inside and outside of Zuiyue Tower are on the cusp, many things that people usually pay attention to will be blurred, and their chances of winning will be even greater.

It's not that Fang Zilan doesn't know, but she doesn't have the skills to separate herself, and she doesn't want people around her to take risks.Until A Wan saw her thoughts, he simply took advantage of the safe death to relieve her worries.

When did Awan see it?She who is usually careless and seemingly heartless, unexpectedly has such a careful day.

"Awan has my plum branch." Fang Zilan said slowly, not knowing if it was for herself, or for Li Shengxuan and Mingxiang, "At least, people with long eyes will not provoke her at will."

"What about the ghost gate?" Li Shengxuan looked at Fang Zilan firmly, "Now that things are going on, you still have to tell me that Zixiu is an independent killer?"

"Zixiu is indeed related to the ghost gate." Fang Zilan met Li Shengxuan's gaze without dodging the slightest bit, "but the people in the ghost gate are also very clear that Zixiu is not someone they can afford to offend. Unless the master of the ghost gate orders, otherwise They won't attack people who wear Zixiu plum branches."

Li Shengxuan couldn't help but asked: "How do you know that the Lord of the Ghost Sect won't order someone to attack A Wan?"

Fang Zilan's expression turned cold, "Awan's master will ensure that the master of the ghost gate will not kill Awan."

"Awan's master?" Li Shengxuan's eyes were a little more suspicious, Fang Zilan said coldly: "The situation is unclear at the moment, do you really want to delve into the details with me?"

Li Shengxuan shook his head, "That's not what I meant... Forget it, you and A Wan are determined to do so, and I will do my best."

"There is nothing for you to do your best, just take care of yourself." Fang Zilan said softly, "I don't want anyone to get hurt again."

Li Shengxuan nodded slightly, before he could say anything, he heard Fang Zilan say: "I'm tired, I'll leave other matters for tomorrow."

"Okay." Li Shengxuan responded, "You should rest well and don't worry too much."

Fang Zilan watched Li Shengxuan leave, and after confirming that there was no one around, she stumbled back to her original position as if she couldn't hold on, and fell on the table.

Ming Xiangxiu frowned slightly, and Fang Zilan said in a low voice, "I'm afraid I can't hide it. Tomorrow, you will keep an eye on Fang Lihui and keep an eye on the news inside and outside Zuiyue Building for me. If there is any trouble, please report at any time."

Fang Zilan tightly clutched the corner of the table. Apart from her leg injury, the Gu poison in her body was also tormenting her. The pain made her gasp, and she still held on, "I won't see anyone tomorrow, so Cui Hai, and That Mr. Liu who has a relationship with the Huo family of Daomen, you have to look after it. You can't take care of too much by yourself, let Fang Lihui find someone to look at it..."

"Master, what should you do?" Mingxiang frowned even tighter, "Miss Awan is not here, sir has to take care of Xia Houzhang, who can be by your side..."

"It doesn't matter if I'm alone." Fang Zilan waved his hands, as if he had exhausted all his strength, his whole body was ups and downs, and his breathing became much heavier.

"But..." Mingxiang hesitated for a moment, and finally said bluntly: "Miss Mier is coming soon, if she sees you..."

"Don't let her know." Fang Zilan quickly cut off Mingxiang's words, "Until the Fang Jiachun meeting is over, I won't allow her to approach Zuiyue Tower, let alone see her."

Ming Xiang hesitated and said: "Master, you also know that I can't stop Miss Mier..."

"If you can't stop it, let Brother Wan do it. He loves you the most...Sister Mi'er." Fang Zilan spoke intermittently, her body shrunk into a ball.

Seeing this, Ming Xiang hurriedly helped Fang Zilan to the bed, gave her pulse and gave her acupuncture, and after she fell asleep, she stayed by her side for the whole night.

The doctor waved his hand, "If you figure it out, go grab the medicine quickly, don't waste your time."

Fang Zilan nodded numbly, turned around and was about to leave, the doctor shouted behind her: "Be careful with the prescription, don't damage it..."

It was only then that Fang Zilan noticed the prescription tightly held in her hand, a thin piece of paper, which was full of marks from her pinching, and even the words on it looked crooked.

An exceptionally ordinary handwriting, written on almost rough straw paper, carries the hope of saving lives.

It turns out that as long as something light and flimsy is entrusted with people's hearts, it can sometimes be so heavy.

Fang Zilan turned her head and waved to the doctor, "Don't worry, I'll be back soon, and I won't miss your medicine."

"Okay." The doctor responded, took a long breath, and walked into the room quickly again.

(End of this chapter)