Seeing Li Leling's troubled expression, Qiu Feng remained silent.
It seems that not only Emperor Yu and the imperial court, but also the Academy acquiesced to this decision.
At this moment, the Yu Kingdom is suffering from plague inside and war outside. It also has to face the superior Haotian Dao Sect. If you are not careful, you will face the danger of national subjugation.
In this case, the safety of Taiyuan Prefecture becomes insignificant - instead of continuing to invest meaningless manpower and material resources here, it is better to let the original soldiers continue to surround the outside of the city and prohibit anyone from leaving.
p>
In this way, the plague in the city, as well as the plague ghost charms that would cause more serious consequences, were all sealed in the city.
But this also means that many people will die.
"Everyone, please pack up the things in the laboratory."
Li Leling lowered her head slightly, not daring to look at the expressions of Qiu Feng and the others, and said softly: "We will leave in an hour."
Retreating at this time can almost be equated with "never coming back".
Qiu Feng silently put down the test tube in his hand, and Ouyang Shi sat back in his seat in despair.
Obviously, there are only a few steps left to prepare the medicine, but we have to stop because of external factors.
The atmosphere in the laboratory was depressing and solid. Li Ang, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly raised his head and said: "Give me three days."
"Huh?"
The other three people looked at him in confusion and astonishment. Li Ang slowly took off the mask on his face and repeated in a calm tone: "I need three days to prepare the new medicine. One last try."
"As the sun rises, don't be willful."
Li Hui's voice came from the door. He and Xi Yangyu walked to the door and said solemnly: "This is His Majesty's will. Rumors have appeared in the city, claiming that a drop of your undiluted blood can cure the plague.
The people outside have been incited. After a while, I am afraid they will become seriously ill and seek medical treatment and come to the prefect's mansion to cause trouble."
"One drop of blood can cure all diseases?"
Li Ang raised his eyebrows and said with a slightly mocking smile: "Do you think I am the holy monk Xuanzang?"
"Jin Chanzi is the reincarnation of Sakyamuni Buddha's second disciple. You don't have such a profound background."
Xi Yangyu said slowly: "When people are killed, they will die.
If you want to die, I won't stop you, but don't drag Shi'er down."
Li Ang said in a calm voice: "Just leave me alone in the laboratory."
"It's not that simple."
Li Hui said helplessly: "This rumor was spread by those people."
Those people?
The unaware Ouyang Shi blinked his eyes in confusion, thinking it was Wang.
Li Ang, who knew the inside story, and Qiu Feng, who knew a little bit, changed their expressions and instantly understood that Li Hui was referring to Zhao Ming.
"They sent people to leave a letter with Fu Si in Chang'an Town, threatening the State of Yu and handing over the detained Situ, otherwise they will spread more different types of plague ghost charms.
Tuberculosis, leprosy, typhoid fever, etc."
Li Hui smiled bitterly and said: "Not to mention whether they are bluffing or not, and that Yu State will never negotiate with Gu Masters.
That Situ is indeed not in our hands."
"..."
Li Ang frowned. When the Qixi Festival happened in Chang'an, Zhao Ming's Ghost Spade and Yuan Sou broke into the Zhenfusi Prison.
Although those two people were also expelled by Mountain Chief Lian Xuanxiao, Situ Zhi himself disappeared under the cover of Li Luanfeng.
At that time, all the insiders in Yu State thought that Situ Zhi had been kidnapped by Zhao Ming.
Not long ago, Emperor Yu was still in the communication, asking Li Ang whether the plague in Hedong Road was also concocted by Situ Zhi.
Now it seems that it was not Situ Zhi who was taken away by Zhao Ming. They thought that Situ Zhi was still under the custody of Zhenfu Si.
So, who did it?
Who has the ability and courage to deceive Zhao Ming?
Seeing Li Ang's solemn expression, Li Hui struck while the iron was hot: "In other words, there are still third-party forces. We can no longer take this risk."
What risk? Naturally, it is the risk of Li Ang’s death.
He is now the authority on the plague in the Yu Kingdom and the most likely candidate to solve the plague.
At present, the Yu State is facing the threat of war. Although the countries have a tacit understanding with each other, they will not use poisonous spells such as Gu, which will cause endless disasters.
But when the war becomes intense to a certain extent, all parties may still break through the bottom line.
Nothing can happen to Li Ang no matter what.
"Even if you don't think about yourself, you should also think about other people who care about you."
Xi Yangyu said.
"..."
Li Ang was silent for a long time. He thought of the fire that burned corpses in Shuozhou, the patients who died on the hospital bed, and the medical staff who came from all over the world.
"Give me twelve hours and don't disturb me. I can make a new medicine."
He raised his head suddenly and said in a deep voice, "No more people will die."
Li Hui frowned, "...are you sure?"
"I'm sure."
Li Ang nodded solemnly.
"Okay, then wait for another twelve hours."
Li Hui turned around and walked away, called his auxiliary officer in the palace, and issued an order to postpone the evacuation.
"Are you okay alone?"
Qiu Feng lowered his voice and asked: "The drugs that can treat plague are, like penicillin, antibiotics extracted from bacterial culture, right?
It needs to go through steps such as cultivating bacteria, fermenting bacteria, extraction and refining, etc. Can it be completed in one day?"
Qiu Feng and Li Ang worked together in the laboratory to prepare penicillin. She knew better than others how complex this project was.
Right now, they haven't even had time to cultivate the strains. How could they possibly have time in one day?
Unless some unconventional means are used.
For example, alienated substances...
Li Ang saw the worry in Qiu Feng's eyes, smiled and patted her shoulder, saying: "Don't worry about me, I know it well."
Qiu Feng stood still and stared into his eyes quietly.
Li Ang gradually stopped smiling and looked directly at Qiu Feng with calm and firm eyes.
Dang Dang Dang——
The bell of Haotian is ringing,
Qiu Feng took a deep breath, put on a smile, and said "take care of yourself", then pulled Li Leling and Ouyang Shi and left the laboratory.
In such a large room, Li Ang was the only one left again.
He walked to the window, locked the latch, closed the curtains, and turned on the talisman.
The bright light shone on Li Ang's face, and in a trance, he seemed to have returned to the medical classroom in the memory of another world. In his ears, he could hear the old professor's spoken Mandarin with a dialect, and the repeating sounds of the students around him.
Doctors treat illnesses and save lives.
Health and life depend on each other.
So, let’s get started.
He opened his eyes and raised his palms.
The clone of Mo Si in a cave in the east of Chang'an City, thousands of miles away, made the same move as him.
Li Ang stretched out his hand and pressed down, and the Mosi clone also extended countless tentacles, piercing into the fine gold that had been piled untouched for a whole year in the corner of the cave.
Absorb, evolve, evolve.
Mo Si, who has been suppressed for too long, is devouring metal crazily.
The clones of Mo Si lurking all over the world trembled and trembled together, emitting a silent scream that was beyond the hearing range of human ears.
Li Ang's face was extremely pale, and the balance between the spiritual energy and the silk in his body was instantly broken.
Pfft——
Countless threads penetrated his spine, internal organs, and skin, hanging him in the air.
This chapter has been completed!