1001 Reagent 3

Song Lang proudly hummed at Hu Feng, walked to Bai Zhi's side with a smile on his lips, and said softly: "You step back first, I'm afraid they will wake up and make trouble."

Bai Zhi snorted and hurriedly took a few steps back.

He stepped forward, skillfully took a needle from one person's body, let the guards take it out of the pool, put on clothes casually, and threw it into the iron cage.

The other two were the same, they took the needles and threw them into the cage, lest their madness not disappear and hurt people again.

The three woke up one by one, but they didn't go crazy anymore, but looked at them with a weak and confused expression, but they couldn't speak with their mouths open.

Song Lang immediately ordered: "Put medicine."

Yuan Lao waved his hand, and the guard waiting outside came in with a medicine jar. The medicine in the medicine jar was poured out and divided into three parts, which were poured into the three people respectively.

Song Lang said to Bai Zhi: "Go out, wait until they finish diarrhoea."

Bai Zhi nodded: "Alright." If it's a woman, it's fine, but these are three men, and it's really not good for her to stay here as a girl.

She was nothing, because she was afraid that the three men would be unhappy.

The three of them stood in the courtyard, the sun had penetrated the thick clouds, and the golden light spread all over the earth.

It's just that the cold wind in the middle of winter is still bitter, and the sudden change in temperature difference from the warm inner room to the cold outdoor is very uncomfortable.

Many have not slept well for many days, and were physically and mentally exhausted. The alternating hot and cold that came and went, Bai Zhi's already thin body couldn't stand it.

She sneezed three times in a row, and Hu Feng hurriedly took off his coat and put it on Bai Zhi's body: "Is it cold?"

His clothes were not thick, but they were warm. She raised her head and chuckled, "It's not cold anymore."

The early morning sun fell on her slightly raised cheeks, and the faint golden light shone on the almost transparent earlobes, the graceful cheek lines, the plump and moist pink lips, and the graceful eyebrows like distant mountains.

Her beauty is like a natural painting. Even if you use thousands of brushes and inks, it is difficult to write all the splendor of this moment.

It was obviously just a childish face, but in her eyes, there was no childishness.

If it wasn't here, if there were other people here, he would have wanted to hold her in his arms now, and use his body to warm her body and mind.

Seeing that the two were in a close relationship, Song Lang was on fire, and immediately said to Xiaoqing beside him, "Miss Bai is suffering from the cold, so go and prepare some ginger soup."

Xiaoqing responded immediately, and when she turned around, there was a smile in her eyes.

It seems that the son is jealous. Looking at this situation, Miss Bai will definitely not have anything to do with the son. It's so good, isn't it?

She stepped on brisk steps, secretly laughing at what she said last night, it was really funny, and emotional matters, outsiders can't get involved.

Even if the room was closed, the stench inside was dissipated to the outside.

Song Lang took out a sachet from his arms and handed it to Bai Zhi: "This sachet uses purple bell incense, use it to avoid filth."

Before Bai Zhi could refuse, Hu Feng pushed his hand away and took a sachet in his hand: "Use mine."

Bai Zhi raised her eyebrows and looked curious, how could there be a sachet on Hu Feng's body? Doesn't he hate this kind of thing the most? Never seen him wearing this on him.

Look at the stitches and patterns of this sachet, it is clearly from a woman's hand.

Bai Zhi took it silently, and sniffed it in front of the nose. The smell was fragrant, it was a flower scent, not special, and the scent was a bit mixed, it should have used several kinds of flowers.

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