The four of them knew the seriousness of this matter in their hearts. They didn't say it, but they tacitly hid the matter.

Gu Jiao told Gu Xiaoshun not to come here in the next few days. Although the infectiousness of early leprosy is not that strong, there are still certain risks.

Gu Jiao didn't go up the mountain to pick mushrooms anymore, and took care of the old lady at home for a few days.

It was probably because she was taking good care of her. At noon on the third day, the old lady woke up completely and was no longer confused, but something seemed to be wrong in her mind.

Gu Jiao asked who she was, and she looked at Gu Jiao with wide eyes; Gu Jiao asked where she lived, but she still looked at Gu Jiao with wide eyes.

Could it be Alzheimer's disease?

"Do you still remember what disease you had?" Gu Jiao continued to ask.

The old lady was still staring at her with wide eyes.

Gu Jiao has no choice.

It seems that the old lady not only doesn't remember who she is, but she even forgot about her illness.

In fact, it would be fine if you forget it. Gu Jiao could watch her not let her go out, but she could not beware of the villagers coming to the door. If the old lady was not careful about leprosy, she, Xiao Liulang and Gu Xiaoshun would suffer as close contacts.

As for how to settle her in the future, it is a matter of the future. The most urgent thing is to cure her. Never let anyone find out that she has leprosy.

Thinking of this, Gu Jiao picked up the medicine jar and went to boil medicine for the old lady.

You should take medicine in the medicine box and Chinese medicine, otherwise the secret of the medicine box will be exposed.

When the old lady saw Gu Jiao holding the medicine jar, she turned her face away in disgust.

Gu Jiao vaguely heard a resentful hum, "This old lady has a pretty bad temper?"

The medicine had to be put on low heat for half an hour. After waiting for the medicine, Gu Jiao took out the small medicine box and checked it.

I used a lot of medicines during this period, but I haven't had the chance to take a good look. She had to see how much medicine she had left and what could not be used casually.

As a result, she was a little stunned after checking.

The anti-inflammatory drug she had eaten had a new bottle of new antibacterial ointment, and a spare one, and there were several other medicines that she didn't remember when it was put in.

Gu Jiao looked at the motionless medicine box, touched her chin, and fell into deep thought.

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As the end of the month approaches, another exam comes to the academy.

Gu Dashun entered the Class of Emperor Zijia with the halo of second place in the freshman year. After that, he really lived up to expectations and performed very well. This time, he won the second place again.

Master Chen was very happy, but there was not much joy on Gu Dashun's face.

Master Chen thought he was blaming himself for not winning the first place, so he patiently comforted him: "You and Hanzhi are both the best in the new life. Hanzhi is two years older than you and has already started a book that has been several years ago. You don't have to worry about your current achievements."

Of course, Gu Dashun was not worried about this. The student named Xu Hanzhi just relied on studying for a few years more than him, so he just had a little bit of a sudden appearance, but the other party's talent was not as good as his own, and he had great confidence to surpass him.

But his ambitions are more than that.

He came for the dean's personal disciple, and he hoped that the dean could become his teacher.

Since last time, he has written many good articles, and Master Chen has also shown them to the dean one by one, but the dean has never seen him again.

"What's wrong? Is there anything wrong?" Master Chen noticed that he was eager to speak but stopped.

Gu Dashun thought about it and still plucked up the courage to say: "I heard that the entrance exam questions were given by the dean. I wonder if the dean has plans to accept disciples?"

"It's true." Master Chen felt relieved after thinking about it, but unfortunately, the candidate that the dean liked was not Gu Dashun.

Gu Dashun saw a hint of regret in Master Chen's eyes, and felt a chill in his heart: "Is it Xu Hanzhi?"

"It's not him." Master Chen shook his head, "This matter has not been settled yet, don't ask. Even if you can't be the dean's disciple, the dean will take time to guide outstanding students in the academy."

How can this be the same? One is to inherit the dean's legacy and be the descendant of the dean. What you gain is not only knowledge, but also the dean's connections.

And casual guidance is much weaker.

A poor child like him dreams of soaring to the sky. It would be fine if he was not outstanding enough, but he had enough conditions to be taken by the dean.

How could he be willing?

Gu Dashun wanted to ask questions, but Master Chen was reluctant to say it.

Zhongzhengtang.

The dean looked at Xiao Liulang with cold eyes and said gently: "How are you thinking?"

Xiao Liulang said lightly: "You want it too, too?"

In this exam, Xiao Liulang got the third from the bottom. This is not because he improved one, but because Gu Xiaoshun was the first to be at the bottom.

The dean cleared his throat and said, "I don't make things difficult for you. In this way, you can go back and think about it for a few days first, and don't worry about it. I will be in the academy before the New Year. When will you figure it out and when will you come and answer me again."

It can be said that this kind of words from the dean is very sincere.

Although Tianxiang Academy is just a town institution, the dean was once among the top four talents in the capital, and his reputation and talent were beyond doubt. If it weren't for the change in his family, he wouldn't have left the capital and came to a small Qingquan Town to teach and educate people.

Xiao Liulang was the first to see so many students, and he really had the urge to accept him as his personal disciple.

"I just want him so much? I'm not afraid that I can't stop this thorn."

After Xiao Liulang left, the old man in the civil-clothed man hummed lightly.

The dean bowed to the screen and smiled and said, "I'm really afraid that I can't surrender. Why don't the teacher accept him as a disciple?"

There was silence behind the screen. After a while, the old man sighed softly: "You forgot, I said that I will never accept disciples again in this life."

The little marquis died, the Imperial College was closed forever, and the teacher's heart was completely dead.

After school, Xiao Liulang and Gu Xiaoshun returned to the village in Luo Er's ox cart. When they left the town, they found that there were several more checkpoints on the official road, all of which were searching for leper patients. The two became even more alert.

After Xiao Liulang arrived home, Gu Jiao told him about the old lady's situation: "...She doesn't remember anything."

Xiao Liulang didn't think this was a bad thing, at least he said it was not right now, and he wouldn't let it go if he didn't know.

"Does she clamor to go out?" Xiao Liulang asked.

Gu Jiao shook her head: "No, I told her that she had tuberculosis and could not go out for a breath. The erythema on her face was frozen. Because tuberculosis could be contagious, she would be better off staying in her room to avoid getting sick to others. Seeing her appearance, she seemed to listen and she was very peaceful all afternoon."

Xiao Liulang went to the house to see the old lady. Her condition improved a lot, and her skin lesions became much weaker. If she didn't look carefully, she could hardly see the erythema on her face.

What Gu Jiao didn't say is that her leprosy will lose its contagion in a few days.

In the blink of an eye, it was the end of the month, and it was also the day when Feng Lin and "Doctor Zhang" made an appointment to treat Xiao Liulang's legs.

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Chapter completed!