at the same time.

Wen Rensheng felt that time was almost up.

I don’t know how many female protagonists Zhao Han has gone through.

So he put his head over and took a look.

After seeing the results, he remained silent for a long time.

This script is obviously a sadomasochism script, right?

All plots revolve around the heroine's emotions.

The world is huge, but the love brain is the biggest...

However, this script now seems to be developing towards the industrial revolution.

And the heroine seems to want to make reforms.

It seems that this is a great heroine...

However, does the other party really understand what the change is about?

And Zhao Han, if you don't pay attention, you may suffer great harm.

Unless the heroine is a real heroine who can truly solve a series of complex problems.

It's easy to talk on paper, but when it comes to reality, you have to compromise here and there.

It is impossible to do things cheerfully.

Whenever you are happy, something must go wrong.

For a moment, Wen Rensheng even thought that he had read the script wrong.

But his perception is not wrong.

Then it must be that the character chosen in the script is wrong...

After choosing the wrong character, how can the script continue?

There will definitely be a script correction.

In other words, the director behind the scenes will frequently stop and then give the protagonist a slap in the face.

The director behind the scenes is the god of the script.

It determines how the plot will proceed.

And if the heroine doesn't want to be eliminated, she has to follow its wishes.

Otherwise, they will be replaced.

"Unless the heroine brings money into the group, she can't be replaced."

Thinking of this, Wen Rensheng laughed.

He decided to keep reading.

Sure enough, just as Wen Rensheng expected, the plot correction finally began to take effect.

The girl wholeheartedly began to work on the so-called industrial revolution plan.

"We must first make changes at the top."

"We need to establish yamen with checks and balances..."

"We also need to establish a large number of newspapers to supervise various yamen."

It was just when she was obsessed with giving each yamen a nice name, such as Fengge, Luantai...

Suddenly, it rained one day.

The girl accidentally caught a cold, and the cold was severe.

After drinking the medicine carefully prepared by the imperial physician, the cold developed into a severe high fever...

"Ahem...I can't do it anymore."

"It's so new..." The girl's face was pale and her hair was messy.

"Okay, save your energy and stop talking around now." At this time, Zhao Han also sighed and took care of her personally.

He was about to die.

The poplar bark extract I got was not very effective either.

The main reason is that the patient's physical condition is a bit poor. When he has a high fever, bacteria enters the lungs and is about to turn into pneumonia. The body's immune system cannot kill the bacteria.

To put it simply, I just can’t resist it.

When people are sick, they are very weak.

Watching King Yu busy with her, the girl suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling.

What's the point of doing so many things?

Life is short.

Isn’t it good to have a relationship?

Wouldn't it be nice to enjoy a sincere and rare relationship?

Those ambitious goals turned out to be empty in the end.

Suddenly, the girl felt that this uncle Yu Wang was very handsome.

Mainly because his temperament has an otherworldly quality.

Very different from those mediocre feudal bureaucrats.

So she couldn't help but said sadly: "There was once a relationship in front of me, but I..."

Zhao Han looked at the girl's starry eyes and said speechlessly: "What's that look in your eyes? Cheer up."

"You can't die."

I really didn't expect this girl to change so quickly.

The teacher said, "When a person is fragile, the things he thinks about are completely different from those when he is healthy."

The girl grabbed her hand and said, "Don't leave."

Zhao Han had nothing to say now and said directly: "Do you still need to say this? I won't leave."

But think about it, this is normal.

This girl is only eighteen years old, right?

In the past, in the peaceful city, when I went to online forums, I could do whatever I wanted in a safe place.

However, coming to this place with no friends and potential enemies everywhere makes me feel fragile deep down.

I'm afraid that talking so much is just to cover up the weakness inside.

After all, the human heart is inherently fragile.

After hearing this, the girl felt relieved for a moment.

So he fell into a deep sleep.

Zhao Han took a look and found that it was almost impossible to treat a severe cold, high fever, and pneumonia with the medical level of this era.

So she had to use up some strength to give him a thorough cleaning.

Kill all germs.

Without the germs, the immune system in the body gradually returns to normal work, and the central nervous system no longer stimulates fever...the high fever is reduced at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After just an hour, the girl's breathing became much more even.

My whole head is not hot anymore.

No more nonsense from his mouth.

Just like that, after two days, the girl's body was completely healed.

The news quickly reached Jiajing's ears.

From beginning to end, Jiajing watched it all.

An old man like him, who has spent decades in the palace, understands the power of wind and cold very well.

You must know that several of his eight sons died due to cold.

And he still hasn't lived past one year.

Not to mention those ministers, all of whom were usually fine, got cold and took a few days of sick leave, and then reported bereavement and bereavement leave.

I don’t know how many people died in just a few days of cold weather.

But the other party was able to get better again from a severe and nearly fatal cold.

What the other party said was also known to him one by one.
To be continued...