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date="2021-10-06"

title="Chapter 119:"

weight="139950"

series = ["The Villainous Classmate is my Lucky Star"]

mode = "manual"

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The one who slept most that night was Mu Yang, and the other three had their own thoughts, thinking that they couldn't sleep late at night.

Mu Yang got up early the next day and said that he would go out.

Since Mu Yang's illness, he has been in the house, one is because he has no mood due to the illness, and the other is that he has no energy.

But this time he suddenly asked to go out. Wen Yantong saw that he was not looking good, so he persuaded him to rest in the house and don't walk around.

But Mu Yang was unwilling. He said, "I've been in Yibei for so long, and I haven't taken a good look at what it looks like."

Wen Yantong said, "It's not too late to see when you are better."

Mu Yang smiled slightly, but did not answer.

He seemed to have realized that he would be able to live in a few days, and he no longer held up against Wen Yantong as before, but pleaded, "Let me go out and have a look."

In the end, Chi Jingxi allowed it.

Wen Yantong followed Mu Yang without a single step, and the two went to the tallest tower in Yibei City together. The stairs in the tower were level by level. To get to the top of the tower, you had to take the stairs.

Wen Yantong is the one who lacks exercise the most on weekdays, but he didn't expect Mu Yang to behave harder than Wen Yantong on the way upstairs. He was okay at first, but after walking for a while, his breath became noticeably heavier, and he had to take a break after walking a few steps.

Mu Yang's head was sweaty, and he seemed to be a little frustrated and annoyed at his weakness, his brows frowned slightly, revealing an agitated color.

When Wen Yantong saw this, he went down several floors and walked to Mu Yang's side, took out Jinpa to wipe Mu Yang's sweat, took his hand and said, "Go slowly, don't worry."

The backs of Mu Yang's hands were all red spots, which looked a little frightening. The people in the house were afraid that he would be infected and did not dare to approach easily.

However, Wen Yantong held his hand tightly and pressed his palms close to each other.

Smell of Yantong is rare and gentle.

Although Mu Yang always quarreled with her in ordinary days, he could think carefully about many things for Wen Yantong. He has an arrogant temper, but he will not easily make troubles unreasonably, let alone treat him harshly because of his identity.

Wen Yantong had long regarded him as a younger brother, a younger brother who was growing up.

Mu Yang took Wen Yantong's hand as a support, and his other hand supported the wall, slowed down with her comfort, and walked up layer by layer.

When he reached the top of the tower, Mu Yang's clothes were almost drenched, a breeze blew, and his whole body was sticky.

At the top of the tower is a balcony where you can look out. The two stood next to the railing and looked into the distance. The prosperous and varied scenes of Yibei City were all captured in the eyes. The pedestrians in the streets of the city were endless, and the noise could be heard vaguely.

Looking further afield, the mountains outside Yibei City are undulating one after another, bathed in the sunlight of Saibei.

This place is completely different from Chaoge. The wind is full of roughness, men are strong, and women are enchanting.

"I thought before, if I were born here, would I be like a man in Yibei, with dark skin and strong body." Mu Yang lay on the railing lazily, "That's what a man should have. Look like."

Wen Yantong heard it and looked at him sideways.

The wind gently lifted Mu Yang's long hair, and the red silk and ink hair intertwined, making his eyebrows more delicate.

Mu Yang's skin color is the whitest among these people, and it should be inherited from Mu Yuan. Although Mu Yuan had been on the battlefield for a long time and was exposed to the wind and sun, he was still whiter than most girls when he took off his shirt.

Wen Yantong said, "That's not right. It's not that the kind of people who look like a big waist is called a real man."

Sunlight fell on his eyebrows through his swift hair, and he squinted slightly and said, "Then what do you mean?"

"In my opinion, the real man is not judged by appearance." Wen Yantong smiled and said, "Little Lord Marquis was calm and calm when he was seriously injured. The guy in Chaoge looks weak, but he can be literate and martial, and has a clever mind."

Hearing her examples one by one, Mu Yang frowned and asked, "What about me?"

"You..." Wen Yantong deliberately slowed down and said with a smile, "You have the responsibility and the courage, and you can write with your left foot, the most powerful!"

When Mu Yang heard such a straightforward compliment, he was a little embarrassed to lie on the railing, buried half of his face in his sleeves, and smiled.

The two stood on a high place and looked down. After a moment of silence, Mu Yang said, "Although the men in Yibei are not as good as our men in Chaoge, the scenery here is excellent."

Wen Yantong nodded, "It's just that the sun is too strong here, so long after I stayed there, I got tanned."

Mu Yang said, "It's fine for me to stay here."

Wen Yantong gave him a surprised look, "What nonsense!"

"It's not as bad as Chaoge here, but it's not that bad." Mu Yang stood up straight and stretched his arms. For a while, there was the warmth of the wind on his face, sleeves, and chest. "Fortunately, the wind here. Great, I might be able to ride the wind back to Chaoge."

Wen Yantong realized that Mu Yang seemed to be saying a last word, his nose was sore, and he raised his hand and punched him, "Stop talking nonsense!"

Mu Yang smiled and glanced at her, then stretched out his hands in front of him, and the wind rolled up his sleeves, revealing the red spots on his arms. Mu Yang stared at the erythema, and said nothing for a long time.

Wen Yantong felt that he was terrified and unwilling, but when he took a closer look, Mu Yang was actually full of free and easy eyes.

Wen Yantong held his arm, pulled his sleeves down, and said, "Don't think about it so much, we will definitely be able to return to Yibei in good health."

Mu Yang sighed slightly, but did not answer.

Chi Jingxi, who was sitting in her house looking through the disease records, Fu Zixian, who was studying the condition with doctors in the hospital, and Mu Yang who stood on the top of the tower, knew in their hearts that there was not much time left.

For this unknown disease, if no solution can be found for a few days, Mu Yang will sleep in Yibei forever.

Only Wen Yantong still firmly believes that she has a prescription in her sleeve and intends to go to the hospital to grab a post on the way back.

The prescription was the one she copied and negotiated with the previous doctors, but she added three herbs in it.

Tenggui grass, single sheng, Jinggehua.

These three herbs are the life-saving medicine for the Chang'an plague. In the plot of the original book, many people died in the plague in Chang'an. To prevent the spread of the disease, Chi Jingxi shut down the city cruelly, and all the people in the Hou Mansion were infected, but very few survived, even Lord Hou did not escape. Disease.

In the end, after trying again and again with flesh and blood, and paying a huge price, they tried out these three life-saving medicinal materials.

Although Wen Yantong was still not sure whether Mu Yang got the disease, he couldn't take care of that much at this critical juncture.

After taking the medicine back, Wen Yantong asked the doctor to show the prescription while letting him cook the medicine.

The military doctor took the prescription to see Chi Jingxi, "This is the prescription that Miss Wen gave me."

Chi Jingxi raised his gaze from the book, "How?"

"This prescription is similar to the previous one, except for the addition of three more medicines. Among them, the single sheng is hot and the vines and osmanthus are cold. I am afraid that some of them will inhibit it." He put the prescription on the table of Chi Jingxi, "Wen girl has been ordered to cook. It's medicine."

Chi Jingxi took it and found that it was indeed Wen Yantong's font, and asked, "Is there a problem with drinking this medicine?"

The military doctor said, "When the medicine of Xiangke enters the body, it will naturally cause some discomfort, but there should be no major problem, but in my opinion, the effect should not be great."

Chi Jingxi said, "Since there is no problem, let her try."

The military doctor responded and then retired.

After the medicine was cooked, Wen Yantong personally took it to Mu Yang's room and saw him sitting at the table writing seriously.

Wen Yantong said, "What do you write? Come and drink the medicine."

Mu Yang seemed to be in distress, without raising his head, "Let's let it go, I'll drink it later."

"No, you have to drink the medicine while it is hot. Come here quickly." Wen Yantong said harshly.

Mu Yang reluctantly put aside the pen, walked up to her, wondering, "Why are you here to deliver the medicine today?"

"Of course." Wen Yantong said with a smile, "The medicine I gave is not ordinary, it is a fairy medicine."

Mu Yang only laughed when she was talking, and then laughed a few times, "How many days will this medicine be effective after hearing the gods?"

"If it's fast, it will be effective tomorrow." Wen Yantong said.

Mu Yang didn't take it seriously, holding the medicine bowl to drink it clean, grinning bitterly.

Mu Yang is used to drinking medicine these days, and now he doesn't change his face when drinking medicine, but he almost vomited after hearing the bowl of bitterness brought by Yantong, "What kind of medicine is this? It's going to make me vomit. "

Wen Yantong said, "Good medicine is bitter."

Mu Yang stretched out his tongue and said vaguely, "It's too bitter, I don't even feel it!"

As he was talking, Chi Jingxi also walked in, holding a letter in his hand, and shook Mu Yang, "Uncle Mu's letter."

When Mu Yang heard that it was Mu Yuan's, he rushed forward to take it, and he couldn't wait to take it apart. After only one glance, his eyes instantly turned red, and tears were stored in his eyes as if they were about to overflow.

Chi Jingxi patted Wen Yantong's head.

Wen Yantong turned his head to look at him, his eyes were also a little moist.

Without a word, Chi Jingxi took Wen Yantong's hand and left Mu Yang's room.

As soon as he left the house, Wen Yantong let out a long sigh of relief and murmured, "Sure enough, the family letter is worth ten thousand dollars."

Chi Jingxi was silent for a moment before saying, "Follow me."

He brought Wen Yantong into the room, and did not speak immediately, as if he was considering how to speak.

Wen Yantong couldn't help asking, "What's the matter?"

Chi Jingxi pondered for a moment before slowly saying, "Yang Er's disease is an infectious disease."

She had expected this for a long time, and she was stunned, and asked, "There should be quite a few in Yibei City."

"The number reported to me only today is that there are more than 70 people who contracted this erythema, and six people died, but it is not yet certain whether it is accurate or not." Chi Jingxi said.

He has a calm face, "Eight people in our house are infected, and they are now isolated in the backyard, you..."

"You want to ask if I got it?" Wen Yantong said.

In fact, it is unnecessary to ask, because Wen Yantong contacts Mu Yang the most frequently, so if Mu Yang brings an infectious disease, it will definitely be the first to spread to Wen Yantong.

Wen Yantong rolled up his sleeves, his arms were white and tender, and there was nothing.

But there is no guarantee that there are no other places on her body, but Wen Yantong doesn’t care about these. She grabbed Chi Jingxi’s hand and asked, “We’re sick people in our house or in the city. Are there any other things besides the erythema on our body? Obvious symptoms?"

Chi Jingxi said, "Still under investigation."

Wen Yantong only felt that her chest was tight, and she didn't know what to say except for sighing.

Chi Jingxi instructed Wen Yantong to stay in the room temporarily and take medicine to prevent her from meeting Mu Yang again.

Wen Yantong could only respond one by one. Chi Jingxi was afraid that she might also have the disease, and did not stay with Wen Yantong too much, so she let her go back after speaking.

When Yechi Jingxi stayed up all night, the light in the room stayed on until dawn.Mu Yang was holding a letter sent by Mu Yuan from Chaoge thousands of miles away, and fell asleep with tears in the corner of his eye.

Wen Yantong didn't sleep well either. After waking up several times a night, she finally couldn't sleep. He opened the window of the room and lay on it, looking up at the sky.

The sky is full of stars, like a slowly flowing Milky Way, melting into the tranquility of the night.

Tomorrow should be a sunny day.

Wen Yantong thought silently.

The author has something to say: [Mu Yuan’s letter]:

My son, it is a hero to retreat from the enemy on the battlefield, and the people who defend the city are also heroes.

Come back safely, let the past go.

In the story, I was able to give Tongtong a golden finger a bowl of magical medicine, but in reality I can only rely on the medical staff fighting on the front line.

May spring bring us health and prosperity as well as the recovery of all things.