Looking into the eyes, what Li Chengfeng saw was rows of beds. Under each bed was a wooden barrel, placed below the center of the bed, and the patients' bodies and buttocks were hollowed out to facilitate their excretion at any time.

The sound of excretion in the huge camp crackled one after another, and the stench came to her face, making Li Cheng feel a little nervous. Zhao Feiyue looked at her and looked like dirt, covering her mouth and was about to vomit.

Zhao Hanqing is also a nobleman with golden branches and jade leaves. Although he has been to the clinic before, how can he compare to the "magnificent" scene in front of him? How could he have seen such a terrifying scene?

Zhao Hanqing tried his best to pinch his fists, pinched the tiger's mouth, held his breath, and suppressed his rolling desire to vomit. His face turned pale, his cheeks were biting tightly, and his muscles rolled one by one, as if there was some hatred of teeth.

Qian Baizhu, who was on the sickbed, suddenly opened his eyes. He was already so angry that he could hardly stand up. But after seeing the prince, he didn't have any more strength on his body and struggled to get up from the sickbed. He was wearing a very spacious long coat. The corners of the long coat were dragged to the ground when he was pounced on the ground. He took a step forward and fell down with a thud. He was so shocked that a young man who was caring for other soldiers next to him turned his head and helped him up in a hurry.

"father!"

This boy, who seemed to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, is Qian Baizhu's third son Qian Lingxiang. He was wearing an evil-proof suit, covered with thick intestinal casing and mask, and helped Qian Baizhu up with tears in his eyes.

Qian Baizhu trembled and stretched out her hand, pointed at a distance not far ahead, and said, "Too, too... too..."

Qian Lingxiang looked along his hand, but saw the prince walking quickly not far ahead.

He naturally saw the prince when he arrived at Qian Mansion before. At this moment, he could see it at a glance and was immediately shocked and was about to kneel down.

The prince hurriedly stepped forward to help Qian Lingxiang up, and then he went up to help Qian Baizhu himself.

Qian Baizhu quickly retreated and waved his hand hard. He said tremblingly: "Why is Your Highness here? Your Highness is a man of a thousand gold, so you can't go to the danger yourself!"

As he said that, Qian Baizhu grabbed Qian Lingxiang and said anxiously: "Hurry up, send the prince out!"

"Slow down!" the prince said quickly: "I heard that Dr. Qian has found a herb that can cure plague?"

Qian Baizhu said anxiously: "Your Highness, let the dog go and send it to you for such a small matter. How can you take the risk to come in person!"

The prince supported Qian Baizhu and said solemnly: "In order to cure diseases and rescue disasters, the Qian family filled in. It can be said that the whole family is loyal and fierce. Although the enemy is in front of him, I am the prince, and I should take the lead and move forward bravely. Otherwise, how could I be worthy of the sacrifice of the Qian family?"

Qian Qian had already swallowed his last breath two hours ago. The prince knew about the news. Moreover, Qian Qian infected his son Qian Baizhu, and Qian Baizhu infected his son Qian Lingxiang.

Qian Baizhu was about to follow her father, and she had only one last bite left. Although Qian Lingxiang was sick, she was better at being young and strong and had strong resistance, and she would not have any serious illnesses for a while.

But if you spend a long time in such an environment, it is obvious that your life will definitely not last long.

Qian Lingxiang volunteered to come here to take care of her father and other patients because she found out that she had symptoms. At the same time, he worked hard to record the symptoms of each patient, leaving valuable first-hand information for the future victory of such plagues.

Qian Baizhu was moved to tears when she heard the prince’s words. He said, “Your Highness’s kind heart is truly a blessing for the people of the world!”

The prince shook his head and said, "The Qian family has three powerful men, and sacrifices oneself to save others. This is the blessing of the people of the world!"

At this time, the other patients in the barracks struggled to sit up, and they looked at the prince and Qian Baizhu with tears in their eyes, their lips trembled, and they wanted to say anything, but their throats were choked and they couldn't say it.

Qian Baizhu's words had almost consumed all his strength. He felt his life pass by quickly in his body, so he trembled and stretched out his hand, pointed at Qian Lingxiang, and said, "Give that medicine to the prince quickly."

Qian Lingxiang hurriedly rushed out of the barracks and got into the back of the camp. Soon he took a wooden box and opened it solemnly as if it were treasures.

The prince and Li Chengfeng immediately smelled a scent that was coming to their faces. The smell was like a clear stream in this stinky barracks, and both of them were in a state of silence.

Li Chengfeng looked closely and saw a five-petal small white flower in the wooden box. There was a pink stamen in the center of the small white flower, which was very charming.

Zhao Feiyue covered her nose lightly and leaned forward to take a look. She said in surprise: "Isn't this Wubaihua?"

Qian Baizhu nodded and said, "No, it's Wubaihua!"

Qian Baizhu trembled and reached out to take the five white flowers out of the wooden box. He kneaded the stamens with his fingers and squeezed out the juice. Then he nodded to Qian Lingxiang.

The young Qian Lingxiang immediately took out a knife and gently cut a hole on Qian Baizhu's arm. What immediately flowed out of Qian Baizhu's body was not blood, but black pus!

Qian Baizhu dripped the squeezed juice on the black pus in the wound. Immediately, Zhao Hanqing, Li Chengfeng, and Zhao Feiyue saw the sound of the pus sizzling, and a burst of white smoke came out.

Qian Baizhu's body also trembled violently at this time. After the severe pain and trembling, he lay on the ground with only one last breath left. He could only breathe out and could not breathe in.

Qian Baizhu said in a trembling voice: "Your Highness, my father told me before his death that evil spirits could be destroyed by fierce medicine. So I searched all the medicines at home to experiment one by one. Fortunately, I did not humiliate my fate and found that these five white flowers can resist evil poisons! Your Highness, this medicine can be tried by a patient, applied externally and internally, and used in both ways. If it is effective, it should be implemented in the whole city immediately!"

The prince pursed his lips and squeezed the light five white flowers in his hand hard, but it seemed to be holding a heavy burden. He said, "I know, Doctor Qian has anything else to explain?"

Qian Baizhu had no strength to speak at this time. He raised his fingers slightly, pointed at Qian Lingxiang, his lips twitched for a moment, and then looked at the prince with a begging gaze.

The prince immediately understood and said, "If Gu is sure that the drug is effective, he will do his best to treat him. He will not be called Qian's queen! No, not only can he not be eliminated, Gu will definitely let the Qian's clinic open all over the country in Daqi! So that the world can know what the Qian's father and son have done!"

Qian Baizhu smiled slightly at this time and finally took her last breath.

Li Chengfeng and Zhao Feiyue, who were standing aside, witnessed this scene throughout the whole process, and they each sighed thousands of times.

Li Chengfeng deeply realized why mortals yearn for practice so much?

Because once they practice, they will have the opportunity to break through the six realms of reincarnation of birth, old age, sickness and death, and no longer be threatened by this terrible evil poison.

This huge camp was like a terrifying hell at this time, but it was not that scary for Li Chengfeng and Zhao Feiyue.

But...what are those ordinary people?

What about those millions of ordinary people who offer to the noble monks?

Faced with such natural disasters and man-made disasters, how can they survive the disaster alone?

Li Chengfeng frowned, and he faintly felt that he seemed to have touched an invisible dead knot.
Chapter completed!