Little Wu almost couldn't breathe out in one go.
If it weren't for the emperor being nearby, he really wanted to hit someone!
It's been so long, and this group of useless doctors still doesn't know how to treat the plague!
Have they been eating shit?!
Little Wu had no choice but to turn his head and look at the emperor.
The emperor naturally understood Little Wu's concerns.
Now that Feng Xiyun contracted the plague, the only person who could treat it apart from Feng Xiyun herself was Ali.
Little Wu was asking him whether to let Ali come out or not?!
"Let Ali come out to treat Feng Xiyun," Xiao Jinxing directly ordered.
"Yes, I will make arrangements immediately." With that, Little Wu quickly left.
Inside the plague area.
An Ning was sleeping with his head on the inkstone.
Covered with Xiao Jinxing's cloak.
It was Guan Yu who put it on him.
The young lady wanted him to throw it away at the time, but he naturally didn't.
