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The living environment is still simple, the woman is sickly lying on the bed, occasionally coughing a few times, the two children who were still lying on the bed seem to smell the spicy smell of boiled pork slices, move their noses, and stand up. He moved to An Ke's side pitifully, looked at Allen, and called "Brother" weakly.

Allen touched the heads of the two children, expressing his acquiescence.

The two children clapped their hands excitedly, but they didn't dare to show too much. They just quickly took the boiled pork slices and happily ate them aside. Before starting, they didn't forget to set aside a small bowl for Allen.

Seeing such a warm scene made An Ke feel even more uncomfortable.

Coughing, and the two of them at the same time, An Ke had to wonder whether the disease was contagious.

"Alan, have you felt unwell recently?"

The young man who helped the woman tuck the quilt looked blank, shook his head lightly, then lowered his head sadly, the room fell into a strange silence, the two children who were still eating obediently also came over and bowed their heads. Standing on both sides of Alan with his head bowed, the whole room seemed to be shrouded in a vortex of death, silent, bewildered and panicked.

Only they knew what it meant, and without the wizards' potion, their mother would probably not survive the summer.

An Ke put one hand on the boy's shoulder, and rolled his throat: "Don't worry, I will find a way to help you."

If he heard An Ke say that I will definitely make delicious food, he would believe it unconditionally, but this is to treat diseases, and An Ke, who has not learned magic, cannot make potions, which is basically hopeless.

Allen still twitched the corner of his mouth, and patted An Ke's hand: "Thank you."

Probably knowing that the boy was just comforting him, An Ke didn't say much. After all, the result is more convincing than words. An Ke took a step back, and the layout of the room fell into his eyes.

The living environment of the villagers is messy, and the house is not big, but it is a family of several people. The house is stuffy and not ventilated. An Ke bends slightly. The woman's breathing is loud, and it seems that every breath is extremely difficult.

Difficulty breathing, coughing...

Regardless of everyone's shocked expressions, An Ke reached out and touched the woman's forehead. Sure enough, she still had symptoms of fever.

If he guessed right, it should be pneumonia.

It seemed that the situation was even worse than he thought. At first he thought it was a relatively common wind-heat cold, but combined with the symptoms, it turned out to be pneumonia that was severe enough to kill.

If the patient is not treated in time and just lies down, the patient is likely to die of suffocation due to lung infection.

An Ke quickly walked to the window, opened the window to let fresh air in: "Alan, hurry up, go to boil the water, be sure to pay attention to the water input, and also cook some rice grass porridge, it's better to be soft and glutinous. That's probably all she can eat."

Allen, who was suddenly named, looked at An Ke suspiciously. Seeing that he was lost, An Ke called "Hurry up" again, and gave the dragon a look to ask him to help.

The giant dragon understood, and pushed Alan out the door. Before going out, he glanced back anxiously, and sure enough, he saw the boy put his hand on the woman's forehead.

The woman's illness was more serious than Mary's. Mary only had a temporary cough, and it was not clear whether it was pneumonia, but the woman not only had a fever but also had difficulty breathing. Almost immediately after the diagnosis, the woman's cough became severe When he got up, even the sound of breathing was amplified infinitely in the quiet room.

Huh, this is his first time using healing magic, so he's a little nervous.

Opening his lips lightly, he instinctively chanted the spell given in the dragon priest's letter.

The first time, probably because I was too nervous, nothing happened, but the woman coughed again.

He coughed a few times, and even coughed up some blood-tinged sputum.

Before Allen came back, An Ke continued to sing. Even though he could obviously feel that he was getting more and more tired, he still didn't give up. Finally, on the fourth time, the loss of magical energy in his body became obvious. The wrinkled face that was coughing hard slowly relaxed, and his breathing gradually became much more stable. An Ke stopped when he saw it.

Clear is right, he really can't be too rash.

When the two came back with the rice grass porridge, Julong saw that something was wrong with An Ke at a glance. The boy's brows and eyes were exhausted, and his hands were lightly resting on the edge of the bed, and he was about to stand up weakly, but his feet suddenly softened, as if Sensing that he was about to hit the cold and hard ground, the boy slowly closed his eyes, and was supported to stand up the next second.

It's Clear, that's great.

Feeling the beating heart behind her, An Ke waved her hand: "I'm fine, I'm just a little too tired and want to sleep."

It happened in an instant, and Alan hadn't reacted yet, looking at the extra stone bowl in his hand, his head was a little dazed, the dragon had already helped Anke to come to him, and quickly said goodbye and left.

The woman's cough brought Alan back from his thoughts, and he hurried over with hot water, helped the woman up, and fed some hot water. The woman's complexion improved obviously, and before Alan had time to be happy, he became depressed again stand up.

An Ke seems to be sick too...

Almost as soon as he walked not far away, the boy in the dragon's arms turned into a round ball of fur, drooping his wings, half-closed his eyes, obediently staying in the arms of the dragon, and rubbed his hands deeply .

In order to prevent being seen by the villagers, the giant dragon covered him with clothes, felt the touch of the fur ball, then raised his hand, and comforted An Ke: "Sleep when you are tired, soon, soon back home."

The young man was in a daze and was exhausted. He only knew to approach a warm place, and his whole body was almost buried in the arms of the giant dragon.

When An Ke woke up, it was already late at night, feeling the unusual power on his body, An Ke moved his paw, but touched a powerful arm, which gently rested on his body, turned slightly, A powerful heart was beating in his ears, one after another.

He soon realized that the person next to him was Clear.

An Ke sat up in a daze, the blanket on her body slipped off, she turned her head, and there was glutinous rice porridge that had cooled down on the table.

Fluffy realized something, and lay back down again, facing the dragon face to face, tightly grasping the dragon's collar with two paws, then buried his head, took a deep breath, and felt the higher-than-normal body temperature of Clear.

Klier moved his body, but his eyes were not opened, and the hand that was about to fiddle with something was gently put down.

The chest is so stuffy.

Kelier instinctively raised his hand and rubbed the unknown object on his chest, opened his eyes suddenly, but met the boy's smiling eyes, which were shimmering, especially bright in the dark night, and Kelier felt a certain emotion again It churned in his heart, and even intensified, as if it was scratching at his heart, from being insignificant at the beginning to magnifying to every one of his senses.