In these five days, she will either develop an antidote or die.
Su Xiaolu lay on the bed, closed her eyes and concentrated her energy to feel the changes in her body. Even though it was very subtle, she still felt that her body was like a balloon with a small hole stuck in it.
Her energy and energy slowly flowed out from that small hole.
And as time passed little by little, the body began to have a second small hole, and a third small hole...
It breaks apart one by one until the body is riddled with holes and dies.
At first, her hands were a little sore, and then her shoulders, lower back, and gradually became sore all over her body. When it was daybreak, Su Xiaolu began to feel her throat itchy and she wanted to cough.
By noon, she already felt that something was wrong with her body. She was sore all over, her throat was itchy, she also felt that she had no strength, and her limbs seemed to be heavy.
When Zhou Zhi came to see Su Xiaolu, Su Xiaolu didn't see Zhou Zhi.
Zhou Zhi's face turned pale and he could hardly stand. He asked, "Xiaolu, can you open the door?"
After just one night, why didn't Su Xiaolu see him?
Zhou Zhi was puzzled.
Jin Wu Jin Qi was worried to death. Zhou Zhifei wanted to come, but Mr. Wu tried his best to stop him but didn't stop him. They would all feel bad if they didn't see Su Xiaolu when they came.
well……
Su Xiaolu said calmly: "Zhou Zhi, you go back first. I'm infected with the epidemic. I won't see anyone for the next few days. If I get better, then the antidote will be out. If I don't get better...then everything will be fine."
It has nothing to do with me anymore.”
After listening to Su Xiaolu's words, Zhou Zhi's expression changed a little, and he asked aloud: "Xiaolu, is it worth it? You don't have to do this."
Su Hua has been infected with the epidemic, this is a foregone conclusion.
He knew that Su Xiaolu wanted to save him, but was it really worth it to go to this step just to exchange for an uncertain factor?
Zhou Zhi felt heavy in his heart. He should have been very happy when this scene appeared, but when it really happened, he was not happy at all. His heart suddenly felt like a big stone was weighing on him, making him feel heavy and uncomfortable.
Hearing Zhou Zhi's question, Su Xiaolu answered him without any hesitation: "It's worth it."
Maybe she will lose her life, but if she doesn't do this, she will regret it for the rest of her life, so she would rather take the gamble once than regret it later.
When Zhou Zhi asked this, Su Xiaolu felt that he was much more real.
After she answered, Zhou Zhi was silent for a long time.
Because there was no sound after a long time, Su Xiaolu thought Zhou Zhi had left.
Suddenly Zhou Zhi's voice was heard again. He said softly: "Su Xiaolu, you want to live. You promised to detoxify me. This is your promise to me. You are not allowed to break your promise. I will wait for you."
After Zhou Zhi finished speaking, he told Jin Wu Jin Qi: "Go back home."
The doctors at Jishitang soon found out about Su Xiaolu's infection with the epidemic.
Mr. Sun rushed over quickly, slammed the door and shouted: "You girl, do you want your life?"
After yelling, Mr. Sun sighed again and said to himself: "You can test the poison with yourself, so of course you will not die. You girl... I have convinced you."
After finishing speaking, Mr. Sun gave a firm instruction: "Girl, if you have any requests, just ask me. I still have many precious and famous medicines in Jishi Hall. I will have them all delivered to you. Use whatever you want."
Su Xiaolu said: "Thank you."
Jishitang is one of the most famous medical halls in Furong Continent. With their great help, she doesn't have to worry about medicinal materials.
Mr. Sun quickly had all the medicinal materials delivered to Su Xiaolu's room. There were thousands of medicinal materials in total, some worth thousands of taels of silver, and some sold for only one or two cents in a large package.
Basically, Jishitang sent all the medicinal materials that could be used as medicine to Su Xiaolu.
Su Xiaolu also started frantically testing the medicine. She even skipped boiling the medicine. She ground up the medicinal materials and chewed them. She ate several types and waited for two hours after finishing.
The medicine was either bitter or astringent, and within just one day, Su Xiaolu's mouth became numb.
Her throat was swollen and sore, and she had no chance to cough because she had been trying medicine.
At night, even while taking medicine, she couldn't help but cough.
If she couldn't eat it, she would apply it externally, temper it, and give herself acupuncture.
On August 21, the day after Su Xiaolu contracted the epidemic, she began to have a high fever, and her body was as hot as a stove. The feeling was not pleasant at all.
I was already low on energy, and my whole body ached, and now I had a high fever, and my throat was so swollen and painful that I couldn't bear it. It felt like being tortured in hell.
On August 22, the third day after Su Xiaolu was infected with the epidemic, small red spots began to appear on her body. The red spots slowly became bright and shiny, and then broke.
Su Xiaolu's whole body felt heavy, and her movements of grinding and testing the medicine were already very gentle. At this time, it was a miracle that she could still move freely, and it all depended on her space.
She could feel the passage of life, and she could also feel that there was a subtle spiritual power nourishing and repairing her body, but her body was already like a balloon with thousands of holes at the same time, and blocking one could not block that.
Zhou Zhi came to say hello as usual. He greeted outside the door: "Xiaolu, how are you today? I'll give you half an hour. If you can't answer me, I will break in."
Not long after, a piece of paper slowly came out from under the door, with a checkmark drawn on it.
Zhou Zhi's stern expression softened a little, and he picked up the paper with a small clip and burned it. He said, "Okay, I've stewed the soup for you and put it in for you. Remember to eat some. I'm going back and waiting for your good news.
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After Zhou Zhi finished doing this, he returned home.
Su Xiaolu was testing the poison on his own body to develop an antidote, while he was controlling the disease and stabilizing the entire Furong Continent.
Su Xiaolu looked at the food box that was put in through the window. She walked over slowly and used all her strength to lift it down and put it aside.
There are now three food boxes on the ground.
Su Xiaolu put down the food box and continued to prepare medicines. In the past three days, she could not remember how many medicines she had prepared, but she still had not developed an antidote.
But it was not without a breakthrough. She added two more medicinal materials, and her physical symptoms were relieved a little. Su Xiaolu did the math and thought she might be able to survive until the sixth day.
On August 23, the fourth day after Su Xiaolu was infected with the epidemic, that night, Su Xiaolu felt short of breath and her throat was extremely itchy and painful. She just coughed lightly and vomited blood clots in her mouth.
Su Xiaolu gave herself two injections and took two deep breaths. The pain in her heart was severe. It took her a long time to get over it this time, so no matter how much she wanted to cough, she held back.
On August 24, the fifth day after Su Xiaolu was infected with the epidemic, Su Xiaolu felt dizzy since the morning, and every time she raised her hand, she became very slow.
Zhou Zhi asked outside the door: "Xiaolu, how are you today? I'll give you half an hour..."
Su Xiaolu stood up with difficulty, tremblingly checked the paper and stuffed it out, but the soup brought by Zhou Zhi couldn't be put in. She didn't have the strength to lift the food box yesterday.
