He just woke up today that his feelings for Fang'er had already exceeded his own imagination, and he couldn't live without her. "Fang'er, I don't know when I had this emotion. Maybe it was earlier than you. But I never understood what this emotion is."
Xing Fang looked excited and asked quickly: "Do you know now?"
Xing Ying nodded: "I understand now. I like you just as you like me. I have never regarded you as my sister. When we were young, our marriage was already destined. You are destined to become my Xing Ying." Wife, the only wife.”
If she could, she really wanted to stand on the highest building and cheer to everyone in the world. The elm she liked finally came to her senses and finally understood her true feelings. At this critical moment, she finally confessed to her and told her , he and she will become husband and wife, and they will never be apart.
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When Chen Zhixian entered Xia Mansion again, it was already three days later.
Xia Yuanqiu did not come out of the conservatory, not even once. Zhu Yan tried to kick in the door several times, but she sternly stopped her. For three days, she only drank the spiritual spring water she brought in to quench her thirst. She did not eat even a grain of rice. Zhu Yan stayed outside day and night, knocking on the door every moment and asking questions. Only when he got a response from inside could he feel at ease.
When Chen Zhixian learned about this, he was very worried and said to Zhu Yan: "Your Highness, Dr. Xia's medical skills are exquisite, and he will definitely be able to develop a good prescription to save the world."
Zhu Yan shook his head: "I don't care whether she can develop a good way to save the world, I just want her to be safe and sound." It's not that he is cold and heartless, it's not that he is cruel and hard-hearted, it's just because she is better than millions of people in his heart. This is a great country, and he only wants her.
Chen Zhixian couldn't help but look sideways. He didn't expect that the mighty Lord of War, the God of War, was also an infatuated person. However, this kind of deep affection may not be a good thing for his status.
While the two of them were sitting in silence, the door of the conservatory opened with a creak from the inside out. Xia Yuanqiu stepped out of the conservatory, holding a glass pot in his hand with crystal liquid in it.
Zhu Yan rushed forward and saw that her face was haggard, her originally black and white eyes were stained with many red bloodshot eyes, and her pretty face seemed to be much thinner. He felt distressed and just wanted to hold her in his arms and escort her to the room. Force her to take a good rest.
"How are you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" he asked.
Yuan Qiu shook his head and smiled: "Don't you ask me if I have developed an antidote?"
Zhu Yan shook his head: "I just want you to be well, nothing else matters."
She was graceful, her delicate brows were smooth and smooth, and it seemed as if all the haggard look in her face was swept away by these words.
"Hey, look at this!" She raised the glass bottle in her hand and shook it slightly.
Zhu Yan asked curiously: "What is this?"
"This is called streptomycin. Only this streptomycin is the nemesis of the plague." This is the result of her three days and three nights of sleepless nights. Although it is hard work, it is worth it. Streptomycin can be successfully cultivated here. This is a big thing, a great good thing. In the future, I don’t know how many people will benefit from this thing.
Chen Zhixian looked at the bottle of liquid that was no different from water and wondered: "Can this thing really cure the plague?"
Yuan Qiu nodded: "It's absolutely true. By the way, have you finished the things I asked you to rush to order last time?"
Chen Zhixian quickly took out a silver syringe from his arms. There was a large hollow silver needle on the end of the tube. The needle was sharp. Everything was made according to Xia Yuanqiu's description. The appearance was almost the same as a modern syringe, but the material was different.