Bian Zhouzi dragged Feng Ming to his feet.

He put one hand on his hips, patted his chest with the other hand, and breathed a sigh of relief, "Don't always kneel down to scare people. I'm under a lot of pressure."

Feng Ming followed closely, eager to know the answer.

Bian Zhouzi let out a long sigh.

In fact, he discovered this by accident.

When he diagnosed and treated Feng Yanyan's arm before, he detoxified her every day.

People's heights are different, and people's bones will naturally be different.

Perhaps, that slight difference is nothing in the eyes of others.

But he is a doctor.

He detoxifies Feng Yanyan every day, so he naturally knows how many feet and inches Feng Yanyan’s arm finger bones are.

Although the body shape of the female corpse at the bottom of the cliff is similar to Feng Yanyan, her finger bones are half an inch shorter than Feng Yanyan's, and her arms are one inch shorter than Feng Yanyan's.

It was only after repeated measurements in secret that Bian Zhouzi was convinced that the person at the bottom of the cliff was not Feng Yanyan.

However, why does a female corpse appear at the bottom of the cliff and there is also a token passed between Feng Yanyan and Feng Ming?

When he didn't understand it clearly, Bian Zhouzi wanted to suppress the matter first, so as not to alarm others after publicizing it.

When Bian Zhouzi saw that Feng Ming was silent, he asked, "No news now is the best news. As you said, nothing will happen to your sister easily."

Maybe, the female corpse at the bottom of the cliff was used to divert attention.

After all, it is now known to everyone that Feng Yanyan's strength has faded, and there must be many people seeking revenge on her in the world.

Today you kill me, tomorrow I will kill you, when will the injustice be repaid?

Instead of facing endless fighting every day, the situation now is pretty good.

People in the world thought that if Feng Yanyan died, there would be no more sieges and murders. No matter where Feng Yanyan was, she could take the opportunity to recuperate and keep a low profile.

And what they have to do now is wait for Feng Yanyan to come back.

Bian Zhouzi's eyes moved and he motioned for Feng Ming to roll up his pants.

Feng Ming obeyed and did as he was told.

Bian Zhouzi looked down and his brows were furrowed.

Feng Ming's knees were really red. Bian Zhouzi held his forehead heavily and felt a headache. "My child, you can't be so honest. Take the medicine and apply it morning and night."

Feng Ming: "Thank you, sir."

"Also," Bian Zhouzi coughed twice uncomfortably, "don't mention this matter to anyone today."

Feng Ming: "Yes."

Seeing that he agreed quickly, Bian Zhouzi raised his eyebrows with interest and asked, "Do you understand what I said?"

"understood."

"Do you really understand?" The more he looked at Feng Ming's pure and solemn face, Bian Zhouzi felt a little guilty. He crossed his arms and said, "Come on, come on, repeat it to me. What do you understand?"

Feng Ming was extremely solemn and firm, "I can't tell anyone that my sister is still alive."

Bian Zhouzi: "..."

Sure enough, luckily he asked one more question, and it turned out that this little elm boy really didn't understand, and he had to add more.

"Not only can't you tell others about your sister, but I can't tell you about kneeling on me today. This is a secret between the two of us. You can't tell anyone, not even your sister. Do you understand?"

Feng Ming nodded obediently, "I understand."

When Bian Zhouzi and Feng Ming arrived at Changle Palace, they learned that Qi Ranran had vomited blood and fainted.

Yu Wenxuan's already red and swollen eyes became even more swollen. Seeing Bian Zhouzi checking Qi Ranran's pulse, her shoulders were shaking with sobs, and she said, "It's all my fault. The emperor's sister-in-law did it because she heard me talking about Sister Feng."

It became like this.”

Feng Ming watched her cry and shed tears. He was so anxious that he didn't know what to say to comfort her, so he had to give her the handkerchief he found.

After diagnosing her pulse, Bian Zhouzi gave Qi Ranran a few injections. "Her Qi and blood surged because of the intense fire attacking her heart. I gave her the injections and let her have a good sleep to calm down."

Yu Wenxuan wiped away her tears and asked, "Is it okay if you just sleep and rest?"

Bian Zhouzi glanced at it, his face slightly uncomfortable.

He and Feng Ming looked at each other in the air.

As the saying goes, if you have a heart disease, you need a heart medicine.

Qi Ranran's behavior was obviously caused by the sudden news of "Feng Yanyan's bad news", which was difficult to accept and caused by excessive sadness and shock.

As you can imagine, it is not an ordinary herbal medicine that can relieve Qi Ranran's mood.

To avoid excessive stress to the mind and body, it is more appropriate to take a break and have a good sleep.

Otherwise, worrying too much and lingering on the bedside will be even more harmful to Qi Ranran who has just given birth.

Bian Zhouzi gave a recipe for soothing incense and asked Caiyue to put it on, which would help Qi Ranran sleep.

As soon as he finished explaining, Jiang Yuanzheng came over and said, "Brother, help!"

Bian Zhouzi: "..."

This is quite sudden.

Jiang Yuan explained the illness in Beijing in detail in front of Bian Zhouzi.

It turned out that the imperial doctor in the palace and the doctors outside the palace had discussed it all night and reluctantly came up with a few prescriptions, but they had no effect at all on the patients.

It's really tricky. The strange disease in Beijing is not caused by respiratory infection. The number of sick people is increasing every day.

Seeing more and more patients dying, Jiang Yuanzheng and the imperial doctors were helpless. When they learned that Bian Zhouzi had returned to the palace, he immediately came to see him.

In the past, it was because of Bian Zhouzi's illness that the illness in Jiangsu and Jiangsu was under control.

Jiang Yuan was thinking that maybe his senior brother in Beijing could also diagnose and treat the strange disease.

After understanding the situation, Bian Zhouzi followed Jiang Yuanzheng to find out what the symptoms were.

**

The sky above the mass graves is filled with black smoke.

That is the result of large-scale burning.

Those black smoke rolled into the air, swallowing up the originally blue sky in summer, like a ferocious giant beast, swallowing clouds and mist, and still encroaching and sweeping away.

Standing on the mountainside, most of the scenery of the capital can be seen.

You can see the beautiful scenery, and you can also see the black smoke rising in the sky.

People are afraid when facing death.

Especially mass deaths.

There is no need for death to actually come. Just watching people around you die one by one will quickly break down your psychological defenses and lead you to live in fear and panic every day.

Once, when epidemics broke out in Chang and Jiangsu, she saw fear on people's faces.

Fear of death, fear of losing their loved ones, and reluctance to give up their lives, they struggled hard and tried their best to fight for any chance to survive.

And today's capital city is even worse than before.

Jiang Li could only faintly hear people's hopeless wails.

Even though she was used to seeing bloodshed and fighting, at this moment, she felt unbearable.

Looking back, he saw the azure figure sitting in the corridor. Jiang Li hesitated and thought about his words, "Jiang Wei invited the owner of Yaowang Valley to treat him."

Bian Zhouzi is the owner of Yaowang Valley, and his medical skills are far superior to Jiang Wei's.

"He can't figure it out."

Jiang Li: "..."

Si Baiyu concentrated on making tea. The tea was piping hot and the fragrance was overflowing.

His slightly lowered eyebrows concealed his absolute confidence.

Originally, the epidemic in Jiangsu and Jiangsu was a test and suppression.

Today’s capital is purgatory.

He wanted them to see clearly how insignificant and unshakable their so-called struggle was.

One general succeeds but all bones wither, the fittest survive, this has always been the case.

**

Feng Yanyan didn't know how long she had been unconscious. When she woke up, she found that she was in a thatched house.

When she got up, she found that there was an extra internal force in her body.

It was also because of this inner strength that her life was saved.
To be continued...