Jiangcheng is like spring all year round, with a large temperature difference between day and night. It was late at night, and the cool breeze was chilly, and she couldn't help but shiver.

"I'll go with you!" He took off his cloak, wrapped it around her thin body, and tied her belt carefully.

The two got on the carriage and headed to Weeping Willow Street without stopping.

Tonight is destined to be difficult and long.

On the avenue of Weeping Willow Street, against the backdrop of torches, the streets and alleys are crowded with people.

Under the wall at the corner of the street, patients were huddled in twos and threes, lying on dilapidated mats, moaning and wailing.

Mr. Liu took the doctors from the medical center and shuttled around, treating one by one. He was very busy. When he looked up and saw her, his eyes suddenly lit up, "Girl, you are finally here."

He trotted over, not bothering to say hello to his master, and urged: "Suddenly, there are many patients, all of whom are admitted here. All the symptoms are critical. If you wait a little longer, or a little slower, all lives will be at risk."

As long as a corpse appears here, the poisonous insects will wake up in the bones and spread out. By then, the lives of the entire Jiangcheng people will be ruined.

Crisis exists all the time.

Ji Zimo looked at the crowd in the flickering fire and ordered in a deep voice: "Mr. Liu, try your best to treat everyone. But..."

He looked serious and said in a deep voice: "Once a person dies, he will be cremated and buried immediately on the spot."

Burning the body and killing the poisonous insects is the only way to kill the poisonous insects hidden in the body.

Burial in the earth is popular among people from the Daqian Kingdom.

For the family members of the deceased, burning the body of the deceased is equivalent to crushing the bones and scattering ashes. It is the most severe punishment for the deceased.

As soon as this order came out, the noisy night suddenly became silent.

Everyone turned their heads and looked in this direction.

Especially the eyes of the patients lying on the ground were full of fear and despair.

Many people are not afraid of death.

Even many people often talk about death.

But when a person truly faces the threat of death, the fears and sorrows that are usually hidden deep in the soul will surge like a volcano erupting and lava spewing out, overwhelming the person's reason in an instant.

In this world, there are really few people who are not afraid of death.

Xia Qianqian glanced at the person beside her.

She understood that his decision was the right one.

Such an open and honest announcement may stimulate these people's desire to survive.

She made up her mind, stepped forward slowly, and said in a loud voice: "Don't worry, everyone. His Royal Highness the King is kind and kind, and specially asked Mr. Liu, academician of the Imperial Hospital, to personally diagnose and treat everyone. All the medicinal materials are from the best medicinal shop in Jiangcheng.

Baicaotang also sent doctors in charge from major pharmacies to prepare the medicine."

"This disease is fierce and contagious when it comes, but it is not a stubborn disease!"

"Don't panic. As long as you cooperate with the treatment, this disease can be cured. Are you willing?"

Xia Qianqian's words instantly sowed a light of hope into everyone's dark hearts.

"We do!"

"We do!"

"We..."

For a moment, everyone answered in unison.

"Thank you, His Highness King Xian, for the rescue!"

"Thank you Lord Xiaxiang for your life-saving grace."

Before, there were groaning sounds throughout the street, low, hoarse, and feeble.

At this time, it seemed as if an invisible force had been injected into it, and the hoarse sounds, when gathered together, could resound throughout the entire street.

"Okay!" Before leading troops to fight and treating patients, it is necessary to boost morale and do a good job in psychological construction.

At this time, people's desire to survive reaches its peak, and there are fewer obstacles to rescue work.

"Guard Geng, please send someone to set up a big pot stove."

"Yes!"

"Mr. Liu, please take the other doctors with you to diagnose the disease and prescribe prescriptions."

"Okay!"

"The rest of the medicine boys are responsible for decoction and distribution to the patients, watching them drink all the medicine."

"As you command!"

Xia Qianqian assigned the work and turned sideways: "Your Highness, I will give them acupuncture. You get on the carriage and wait for me."

If you come into contact with sick people, you run the risk of being infected by voodoo bugs.

He is His Highness the Xianwang.

In the Daqian Kingdom, the emperor is still young, and the entire country still needs his support, and no risks can be tolerated.

"I'll go with you." He stood beside her without any hesitation, "Geng Zhong is clumsy and can't help you."

Geng Zhong: "..."

Geng Zhong lowered his head silently and took several steps back.

He is clumsy.

His Highness gave him a scapegoat, and he had to take it even if he didn't.

Xia Qianqian frowned, "I don't need anyone to stop me."

"You need it!" His eyes were dark and his tone was firm.

She somewhat understood what he meant.

"Okay!"

She turned around and took out the medical kit from the carriage and put it into his hand. "It will be very hard. If you are tired, give it to Geng Zhong."

Isn’t his physical strength inferior to Geng Zhong’s?

Her words successfully aroused his desire to win.

"His Royal Highness has very good physical strength, as you will see."

Xia Qianqian: "..." She always felt that this sentence had an ambiguous meaning.

But now, she has no time to refute.

"Let's go!"

On Weeping Willow Street, there are more and more busy figures.

In the early morning, the first ray of sunlight breaks through the clouds on the horizon, shines through the fresh green on the treetops, and shines on the luxurious tents under the trees.

Outside the tent, medicine boys in elegant white short coats wore white towels on their faces and held white porcelain medicine bowls in their hands. The black soup in the bowls was steaming.

The strong smell of medicine floats in the air.

They handed the decoction to the patients in the tent and told them: "Here, drink it while it's hot."

On Weeping Willow Street, under the big trees outside the courtyard wall, five new stoves were built. The firewood in the stoves was red, and in the large pots on them, thick black medicinal soup was foaming and rolling.
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The medicinal smell in the air is even stronger.

In front of the big pot, Mr. Liu personally took charge of the ladle and supervised the work, and was responsible for filling the soup and medicine. The clever mouse on the side and his companions were actively adding firewood.

Under the willow tree by the river in the distance, the girl is sitting on a stone bench.

The river gurgled, and the willow branches were blowing in the wind. The light branches crossed the water, creating ripples.

The girl's eyes fell from the spreading ripples to the red sun that appeared on the horizon. She breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "The sun is out."

Light falls on the ground, and darkness has nowhere to hide.

All patients in Jiangcheng are summoned here for centralized treatment.

After a long night of guarding, no one died.

For doctors, this is the greatest achievement.

He walked to her side and held her hand in his."

They were small hands with slender fingers and thin palms.

Because when diagnosing a disease, she wears a pair of strange gloves.

The gloves were not breathable. In the summer weather, the fingers were stuck in them all night. The skin on the fingertips had already turned white, and the spaces between the fingers were red. There were even some bruises on the back of the hands from unknown collisions.

Was he injured by Feng Wei last night?

Was it caused by being scratched by a delirium patient while seeing a doctor?
Chapter completed!