As far as the eye could see, what Li Chengfeng saw was a row of hospital beds, with a wooden barrel attached to each bed, placed under the center of the bed, and the patients' bodies were all hollowed out under the buttocks to facilitate their excretion at any time.

The sound of excretion in the huge camp crackled one after another, and the foul smell came to his face, which made Li Cheng take the risk and shut his breath, and Zhao Feiyue only glanced at it and turned pale like dirt, covering his mouth and wanting to vomit.

Zhao Hanqing is also a noble body of golden branches and jade leaves, although he has also been to the medical hall before, but how can it be compared with the "spectacular" scene in front of him, and where has he seen such a terrifying scene?

Zhao Hanqing desperately clenched his fists, pinched the tiger's mouth, held his breath, and suppressed his tumbling desire to vomit, his face was pale, his cheeks were biting tightly, and his muscles were rolling one by one, as if he had some gnashing teeth and hatred.

At this time, Qian Baizhu, who was on the sickbed, suddenly opened his eyes, he was already angry at this time, and he almost couldn't stand up, but after he saw the prince at a glance, he didn't have time to have an extra strength in his body, and struggled to get up from the sickbed, he was wearing a very spacious long coat, and the corners of the gown were dragged to the ground when he threw himself on the ground, he took a step forward, and his body fell down with a pop, startling a young man who was taking care of other soldiers next to him turned his head and hurriedly helped him up.

"Daddy!"

This boy who looks like he is only fifteen or sixteen years old is Qian Baizhu's third son, Qian Lingxiang, who is wearing an anti-evil suit, a thick casing mask, and tears in his eyes to help Qian Baizhu up.

Qian Baizhu trembled and stretched out his hand, pointed not far ahead, and said, "Too, too ...... It's ......"

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

When the prince drove to the Qian Mansion before, he had naturally seen it, and when he saw it at a glance, he was immediately shocked and at a loss, and he was about to kneel.

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

Qian Baizhu hurriedly retreated, his hand swinging vigorously, and he said in a trembling voice: "Why did Your Highness come here! Your Highness is a daughter, and you can't go to danger in person!"

Saying that, Qian Baizhu grabbed Qian Lingxiang and said hurriedly: "Quick, send the prince out!"

"Slow down!" the prince hurriedly said, "I heard that Doctor Qian has found a herb that can cure the plague?"

Qian Baizhu hurriedly said: "Your Highness, it's okay to let the dog send it off for such a trivial matter, how can you risk coming in person!"

The prince held Qian Baizhu and said solemnly: "In order to treat the disease and provide disaster relief, the Qian family of three has filled in, which can be described as full of loyalty, although the enemy is currently the prince, Lone is the prince, and he is the first soldier to move forward bravely, otherwise, how can he be worthy of such a sacrifice of the Qian family?"

Qian Qi'an had already swallowed his last breath two hours ago, the prince knew the news, and moreover, Qian Qi'an infected his son Qian Baizhu, and Qian Baizhu infected his son Qian Lingxiang.

Qian Baizhu saw that he was about to follow his father, and his life was only the last bite, and although Qian Lingxiang was sick, he was young and strong, and his resistance was strong, and he would not have serious symptoms for a while.

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

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

Qian Baizhu was moved to tears when he heard the prince's words, and he said: "Your Royal Highness is kind-hearted, which is really a blessing for the people in the world!"

The prince shook his head and said: "The Qian family has three martyrs, sacrificing oneself to save others, this is the blessing of the common people in the world!"

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

Qian Baizhu's words had consumed almost all his strength, and he felt that life was passing quickly in his body, so he trembled and stretched out his hand, pointed at Qian Lingxiang, and said, "Quickly take that medicine to the prince." ”

Qian Lingxiang hurriedly rushed out of the barracks and got into the camp bag behind, and soon he took a wooden box and opened it solemnly as a treasure.

The crown prince and Li Chengfeng immediately smelled a fragrance rushing to their faces, and this smell was simply a clear stream in this foul-smelling barracks, and both of them were clear.

Li Chengfeng looked at it, but saw a five-petal small white flower in the wooden box, and there was a pink stamen in the center of the small white flower, which was very moving.

Zhao Feiyue covered her nose lightly, leaned over to take a look, and she was surprised: "Isn't this the Five White Flowers?"

Qian Baizhu nodded and said, "Yes, 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, and then he nodded to Qian Lingxiang.

The young Qian Lingxiang immediately took out a knife and made a slight cut on Qian Baizhu's arm, and what immediately flowed out of Qian Baizhu's body was not blood, but black pus!

Qian Baizhu squeezed out the juice and dropped it on the black pus of the wound, and immediately Zhao Hanqing, Li Chengfeng, and Zhao Feiyue saw that there was a gurgling sound in the pus, and there was a burst of white smoke.

Qian Baizhu's body also trembled violently at this time, and after the severe pain and trembling, he lay on the ground, and there was only his last breath left, and he could only breathe out, not in.

Qian Baizhu said in a trembling voice: "Your Highness, my father told me before he died, saying that evil can be broken by fierce medicine. So I searched all over the home medicine one by one, fortunately, I found that these five white flowers can resist evil poison! Your Highness, this medicine can be tried by a patient, applied externally and internally, and if it is effective, it should be implemented in the whole city immediately!"

The prince pursed his lips and pinched the fluttering five white flowers in his hand vigorously, but it seemed to be carrying a thousand catties of burden, and he said, "Gu knows, does Doctor Qian have anything else to explain?"

Qian Baizhu no longer had the strength to speak at this time, he raised his fingers slightly, pointed at Qian Lingxiang, his lips squirmed, and looked at the prince with pleading eyes.

The prince immediately understood, and said: "If Gu is sure that the medicine is effective, he will definitely do his best to treat him, and he will not be called the Qian family's queen! No, not only can he not be killed, but Gu will definitely let the Qian family medical hall open all over the great rivers of Daqi! So that the world will know what the Qian family's father and son have done!"

Qian Baizhu smiled slightly at this time, and finally swallowed his last breath.

Li Chengfeng and Zhao Feiyue on the side witnessed this scene the whole process, and they each sighed.

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

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

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

But...... What about those ordinary people?

What about the thousands of ordinary people who support the monks on the high?

In the face of such natural and man-made disasters, how can they be alone, and how can they survive the disaster?

Li Chengfeng's eyebrows were tightly locked, and he faintly felt that he seemed to have touched an invisible knot.