Just like how colors suddenly appeared in the once suffocating and gloomy world, Wei Ying, who had shown little expression these days, suddenly had his eyes filled with light when he heard this sentence.
What did Wu Ya just say?
He...
Had he developed a prescription to treat this strange disease?
Wei Ying watched Wu Ya walking towards him. There were glaring dark circles under the latter's eyes.
Wu Ya obviously looked exhausted. He waved a small, clean bottle in his hand and then slowly said,
"Your Highness, the prescription is more or less developed."
After the initial excitement, Wei Ying calmed down and asked in a deep voice, "Is this... effective?"
Hearing this, Wu Ya sighed, "It hasn't been tested on patients yet."
His previous words were clearly just out of momentary excitement.
It would be more accurate to say that he had developed a suspected prescription for the strange disease rather than a definite one.
They would have to try it to know if it worked.
A cold and dark look flashed across Wei Ying's eyes. Then he directly led Wu Ya into the tent.
Wen Yi beside them was a bit confused.
Wasn't it said that the prescription to treat the strange disease had been developed?
Why did Wei Ying's face turn gloomy again?
Wen Yi originally wanted to follow Wei Ying in to see what they were up to, but unexpectedly, he was stopped by a woman.
Naturally, Wen Yi was unhappy about being stopped. He frowned and looked at the woman.
This woman...
Seemed to be from the grasslands.
What was her name... Gerile?
After Gerile noticed Wen Yi's inquisitive gaze, she said expressionlessly, "Prince Ning probably doesn't want to be disturbed at the moment. Since you, the prince of the Eastern Barbarians, are also here to offer assistance, please don't cause trouble for Prince Ning."
"What do you mean?" A cold look suddenly appeared on Wen Yi's face.
A woman was actually... ordering him around...
The atmosphere between the two was getting colder and colder. Finally, Wei Ying led Wu Ya out of the tent.
He naturally saw the tense situation between Wen Yi and Gerile.
Wei Ying didn't say anything. He just walked straight past Wen Yi.
Then...
He grabbed Wen Yi by the collar and carried him directly towards Chuanzhou City.
Wen Yi's face turned red as he was carried like a chick. He started to struggle.
But Wei Ying was much stronger than him.
"Don't you want to know how effective this prescription is?" Wei Ying finally spoke, his voice cold.
Wen Yi stammered an "um" and then said embarrassedly, "I... didn't cause you any trouble, did I?"
As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Wen Yi regretted his behavior.
Why was he so timid in front of Wei Ying?
Was this guy born to restrain him?
Wei Ying was a bit surprised by Wen Yi's words, "It's not troublesome. If you want to see, just follow me."
After saying that, Wei Ying let go of his hand.
Wen Yi awkwardly straightened his collar. Although he felt uncomfortable in his heart, his body seemed to have its own mind and followed Wei Ying into the city without a step behind.
When he entered the city again, Wen Yi still felt uncomfortable.
Although they were the people of another country, he sincerely hoped that these innocent people could be freed from the suffering of this strange disease.
That guy named Wu Ya had clearly developed a prescription...
But their expressions seemed even more solemn.
Wei Ying led Wen Yi to Zhao Yue and the others.
Zhao Yue had been closing his eyes to regulate his inner breath. He opened his eyes when he heard the commotion.
"Your Highness!" Zhao Yue grinned.
Wei Ying looked at the people from the Pohuang with a solemn gaze. Then he turned his head and looked at the house where Wei Zhi was hiding not far away.
"Wu Ya... has developed a prescription." Wei Ying finally said word by word.
Zhao Yue was a bit shocked. Then he looked at Wu Ya in disbelief, "Lord Wu Ya? Have you really developed it?"
Wu Ya nodded with a complicated expression.
Hearing this news, Zhao Yue was almost in tears with joy. Wen Yi, who was standing beside him, thought that this man would beg to be treated with the medicine, but instead, he heard him say excitedly,
"Well... since the prescription has been developed! Your Highness and Lord Wu Ya, please go and save the common people quickly! We rough men can endure for a few more days."
Wu Ya lowered his eyes and didn't say a word.
Wei Ying clenched his fist, and his voice was filled with solemnity, "There is no absolute certainty that this prescription can completely cure this strange disease."
Zhao Yue, who had been full of hope, trembled a bit. Then he asked tentatively, "Your Highness means...?"
"We need to test it on a few people to see if this medicine can completely cure the disease." Wei Ying continued.
Zhao Yue felt a pain in his throat, and his eyes seemed even drier than before.
"Then... if we take this medicine, what will probably happen to us?" Zhao Yue continued to ask.
This time, it was Wu Ya who spoke, "There are probably two possibilities. One is recovery, and the other is... direct death..."
Life and death were closely connected.
And for them now, it seemed...
Not too bad.
After all, death was more painless than living in misery.
Either return to normal or end it all painlessly.
Zhao Yue grinned, "Since that's the case... I think this medicine is quite suitable for us brothers! I hope... Your Highness can grant our request!"
The other people also looked at Wei Ying firmly.
Wei Ying looked at them and felt his nose sour.
However... having them test the medicine on themselves was indeed the best result.
If the prescription was effective and could cure the strange disease, that would be great.
If not... then... it could be regarded as a kind of relief...
But Wei Ying still couldn't bear to look and turned his head away.
Just then, the small house not far away suddenly opened, and Wei Zhi suddenly walked out.
At this time, her face was tightly wrapped in cloth, only showing a pair of eyes.
A pair of red eyes.
"I want to take the medicine too." Wei Zhi said hoarsely and slowly.
Wei Ying frowned and then looked at Wu Ya.
Wu Ya stepped forward and said softly, "You... might as well wait a few more days."
"I don't want to." Wei Zhi's voice was cold.
Wei Ying saw such a Wei Zhi for the first time. He said seriously, "Wei Zhi, you wait a little longer."
"Master..." Wei Zhi suddenly knelt down and said with a desperate look in her eyes, "Master... please grant my request... I can't bear it any longer. If this medicine is effective, I won't have to suffer from this strange disease anymore. If this medicine... I don't have to suffer anymore either. I can just... end it all..."
Wei Ying felt a tightness in his heart and didn't know what to say.
Wei Zhi was a rare and tough - minded woman. To end up in this situation...
She had suffered more pain than others...
It was already a sign of great inner strength that she hadn't committed suicide.
Seeing that Wei Ying didn't say anything, Wei Zhi continued,
"Master, if... the princess were here... she would definitely agree to my request."
Sure enough, Wei Zhi looked a bit dazed.
Wu Ya gritted his teeth and was about to continue persuading Wei Zhi, but Wei Ying waved his hand at him.
"You're right. If Qingqing were here, she... even if she was sad, would agree to your choice. Whether it's life or death, are you really not going to regret it?"
"I... don't regret it!" Wei Zhi suddenly covered her chest, and there was a tremor in her voice.
Wei Ying was still for a moment. Then he ordered Wu Ya to divide the medicine in the small bottle into several bowls and then put the bowls on the ground.
They couldn't have physical contact now.
"The medicine is here. I hope you won't stop here in Chuanzhou."
Zhao Yue, Wei Zhi and the others said in a deep voice:
"We will always follow Your Highness!"