Han Yue was just doing it. Since he decided to get some Western medicine, he would not delay for a moment. In the evening of that day, he finished supper at Niu Niu's house and returned to his tent and opened the system.

He rarely uses this system, not because he doesn't want to use it, but because it's too expensive. It's not just money, but he has to use luck.

"A wisp of Qiyun ten bottles of salt water, well, it's not expensive, see what the price of the medicine!" Han Yue first clicked on sodium chloride injection, which is a necessity for treating drips. Any drug must be used to assist in injection.

"Injection of anti-inflammatory drugs, one piece of luck? This is a bit expensive, but the system has always been like this. As long as it is a product that transcends the times, all the prices are raised ten times. However, anti-inflammatory drugs are antibiotics and are generally used for every treatment. This must be bought." Han Yue felt a little painful, but he thought that many children among the people were sick and gritted their teeth and bought two hundred pieces.

"Injection like Bupleurum, ibuprofen, ten-wire luck pills? The price is black, and the system is still as ruthless as ever. If you can do it in the future, you will not use it!" Han Yue gritted his teeth and clicked the button again, and bought two hundred pills.

After a transaction, the luck that I had finally accumulated was cleared again, and there were two large boxes in the tent.

Han Yue sighed lowly, and his consciousness slowly withdrew from the system. Although his heart hurt, he felt it was worth it.

"Money is something outside of your body, and luck is the same. The system will wait for me. Sooner or later, I will establish a big fiefdom. At that time, I will spend all my luck. I will exchange whatever I want to exchange for." He gritted his teeth and made a ruthless box. After putting the two big boxes, he took salt water and various medicines from it, and left the tent and rushed to Niu Niu's house.

The little girl's illness can no longer be delayed. I hope that people of this era will not have drug resistance in their bodies, and they will be cured in just a few bottles of drips.

As for the easy way to use the dosage, Niu Niu is that the common cold is not good for a long time. The various drugs redeemed by the system have strict dosage instructions. Just inject according to the above statement.

This night was destined to rewrite a little history. From the moment Han Yue exchanged the drugs in the system, typhoid fever is no longer a disease that is troubled by the world...

...

The next morning, a loud cry came from Niu Niu's house. Liu Laosan, a seven-foot man, cried so hard that he was not as good as a baby. His daughter's illness had tortured him for so many days, and he finally recovered last night.

Colds were not minor illnesses in ancient times. Many people died on them, especially the little girl Niu Niu, who was born with weak body, would definitely die if she let her develop.

But last night, Han Yue dripped three bottles, first reducing the fever, then reducing the inflammation, and finally curing the root cause.

People in this era are indeed not resistant to drugs. Niu Niu caught such a severe cold and even showed signs of infection in her lungs. As a result, before these three bottles of drips were finished, the little girl actually laughed easily.

"Marty, I, Liu Laosan, will never forget your great kindness in this life! No matter what you say in the future, I will not frown even if you give me a command."

Han Yue waved his hand. He didn't sleep all night last night. He kept guarding Niu Niu for injections. One was afraid of making mistakes in medication, and the other was that the little girl was too weak in physique. Now he was finally cured. He had to go to bed and get back to bed. When the sun rose, he had to organize a migrant army to rush forward.

"You go to find Uncle Tian and just say what I said, and ask him to send you some millet porridge. Niu Niu is best not to eat hard food now, eat some porridge first to maintain it for a few days."

He waved his hand again, feeling that he couldn't resist his sleepiness, so he gritted his teeth and insisted on getting on the donkey, and went to his tent in a daze all the way, and fell asleep when he entered the door.

Xiao Doudou came in quietly and carefully covered him with a tiger-skin coat. This was given by a noble family when Han Yue left the customs. She originally thought she would wear it outside the customs, but now it is just right for a quilt.

The weather gradually became colder, and if you accidentally caught a cold, everyone could get sick, but Han Yue could not. Xiao Doudou covered her coat and tiptoed out. Luo Jing'er was packing her bags outside. When she saw her coming out, she asked, "How is it? Have you been sleeping?"

"My husband snored when he lay down. He never snored when he slept!"

"This is tired!" Luo Jing'er's eyes moved slightly, and she suddenly said, "I will inform Yuchi Baolin later. Let's delay one hour today and let him sleep for a while."

The girl's face was cold and warm. Although she was not aware of Han Yue, she cared about things when she encountered them. Xiao Doudou nodded and said softly: "Then I'll make some porridge and wait until my husband gets up and drinks it to warm your stomach."

"Remember to cut a piece of marching meat!" Luo Jinger carefully reminded: "This meat is not easy to bite. You chop it up and put it in the porridge to cook it together. A man needs to eat more meat to have a good health, but he is always reluctant to eat it. He said that it is difficult to make this meat, and it should be left to the Xuanjia Army and the sick people. Humph, if he collapses by himself, what's the point of these people going out of seclusion?"

As she said, she led the horse over and turned over and said softly: "Go and cook. I will come back to help you after I informed Yuchi Baolin."

Before he finished speaking, he gently clamped his horse's belly with his feet. He sat down and slowly raised his four hooves. He did not rush to sprint, but slowly left the tent.

This horse is very human and seems to know that someone is resting in the tent, his hooves fall lightly and he can hardly hear anything.

A peerless BMW, fist!

This horse is the flesh of Li Shimin's heart, and its origin is extremely mysterious. It was given by Li Yuanba's master. It was tricked by Changsun to give it to his son. As a result, Han Yue was purely an A Dou who could not help him. He practiced equestrian skills for several days and could not ride it.

In fact, he didn't know how to ride, but he couldn't stand the sprint and bumps of the galloping horses. Finally, he gritted his teeth and stopped practicing. He gave the emperor's car to Luo Jing'er, but he still rode the white-haired donkey.

At that time, Li Shimin knew that his BMW was taken by a girl, and he was so angry that he felt distressed for several days. However, the emperor said nothing and gave it away without any reason. In addition, Changsun persuaded him, saying that Luo Jing'er was always going to marry Yue'er, and that the fist was riding her, so it was considered fat and water that would not flow to outsiders' fields.

Luo Jing'er rode the BMW to inform Yuchi Baolin that he was walking very slowly some time ago. After waiting for the tent away from Han Yue, the fist was not urged to hit her. She suddenly neighed, her four hooves tumbling, and she accelerated in an instant, and rushed out like lightning.

It's indeed a peerless BMW.

Luo Jinger rode his horse and ran all the way to the rear of the migration camp, where the three thousand armored troops were protected by the camp.

She had just arrived at the military camp and was about to turn over and get off the horse when she suddenly heard someone tugging her neck and shouting: "Everything I said is the truth. The immortal master of Jingyang Hou appeared again and gave him a magic medicine to treat serious illnesses. As long as you ask for some, Xiao Liuzi will be able to jump around in a blink of an eye..."

Master of God, did you give magic medicine?

Luo Jing'er was slightly stunned, and a chuckled appeared on her face.

Others don’t know whether she knew that no one came from Han Yue’s tent last night. He must have arranged the medicine himself. Because he was afraid that it would be too eye-catching, he pretended to be entrusted to his master.

"This guy is always so careful. Everyone knows that you are born with a genius, but they insist on pretending that all my methods are the immortal sect. It's really bad." Luo Jing'er was secretly angry, thinking about how to teach Han Yue a lesson after going back.

But she didn't know that the news that the immortal master of Jingyang Hou had sent the magic medicine had already spread among the people like the wind.

Our marquis is the disciple of the gods!

The people think so proudly.
Chapter completed!