The villain powerful minister pitted his tech house

Chapter 492

After a meal, everyone was ready to leave.

"Miss Song!"

Fu Luo ran out alone, took the first step, and stopped Song Shushu.

"What's wrong?" Song Shushu was taken aback.

"Girl, I...actually have a merciless request."

"What unkind request?"

"Since we were traveling together, my son has been in love with the girl. Although he knew that the girl had a marriage contract, he still married her. Now it seems that the girl and my son are destined to be irrelevant, but I still want to invite you The girl can go to see my son alone."

"That's it?"

"In addition, I would like to ask Miss, did you find any good medicine to heal your body in that blessed land of gods this time?" Fu Luo bowed to Song Shushu, "To be honest, my son came here this time to find a cure for his body." The good medicine for the master's treatment. But the son doesn't want to bother the girl, so the villain has the cheek to ask."

"May I ask... what's wrong with that master?" Song Shushu asked.

"It's... malaria."

Fu Ke looked at Song Shushu, malaria is one of the most difficult diseases in the world to treat.

"Malaria."

In ancient times, this was indeed an incurable disease, but now, it is simple.

This is also thanks to Tu Youyou of the Earth Age, who developed a good medicine-artemisinin through Huaguo's traditional Chinese medicine "Elbow Reserve Emergency Prescription".

This drug has a 100% inhibition rate against malaria parasites.

She seems to have the medicine.

"Then what, wait a minute, I'll look for it for you."

"You'd better hand it over to my young master later." Fu Luo didn't take over, but said, "If that's the case, the young master won't scold the young one."

Song Shushu nodded, "Okay."

Seeing that Song Shushu agreed, Fu Ke's brows were brimming with joy, "The wing room in the backyard, please wait a moment, the younger one will go invite my aunt right away."

In the back room, the candlelight was dim, and the agarwood was blowing on the sleeves.

Song Shushu sat in the room and sneezed twice, the scent was a bit too strong.

Song Shushu got up, opened the window, and looked outside, why hasn't He Sui come yet?
Song Shushu sat down, picked up the fan on the table and fanned himself.It's already night, and today's weather is a little bit hot.

I drank water four or five times in a row, but the more I drank, the thirstier and hotter I became, as if... the water was poisonous!
A quarter of an hour later, Song Shushu felt as if he was in a stove.

An inexplicable hot and itchy feeling arose from the bottom of his heart, which inexplicably gave Song Shushu the urge to take off his clothes, rub his clothes or something.

Song Shushu was sure that he was poisoned, and couldn't help cursing angrily——

"Hey! Troubled people."

It's a pity that the unruly people don't know that I have good medicine to cure all diseases.

Song Shushu forcibly restrained his urge to take off his clothes, barely able to turn his mind, and struggled to get a cup of healing solution from the medical kit.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Song Shushu's hands trembled in shock, and a small half of the healing liquid was spilled.

"Hey, bold boy."

Song Shushu looked at the door unsteadily, "After Grandpa takes the antidote, he will definitely kill you with the Three Swords Red Tassel Spear!"

The knocking paused for a moment.

Then came Fu Xuan's voice, "Shu Shu, it's me."

"Who are you? Who are you? You are Song Shushu, so who am I? Yes, I am the one hundred and eight heroes on Weihu Mountain, Song, Cui, and Hua!"

After Song Shushu finished speaking, he stood up straight, and made a wonderful appearance in Peking Opera——

"Song, Cui, Hua!"

(End of this chapter)