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Ling Haoyue thought about it, except for Ling Guogong, there was only the Marquis of Zhenyuan's Mansion.

And from the mouth of the red sleeves, Ling Haoyue has also confirmed that when Ling Wanrou was going to the toilet in the teahouse, it was a coincidence that she said a few words to a masked woman at the door of the toilet, and this masked woman was Wen Qingyao.

The fifth prince said that in addition to him in the teahouse at that time, there was also Feng Changxing Feng of the British Mansion, and the Marquis of Zhenyuan was so strategic, he not only helped Wen Qingyao relieve his anger, but also Yin His Royal Highness the Prince, which was really powerful. ”

Wen Mohan frowned and said, "County Lord, I'm sorry, I was negligent in this matter. ”

Ling Haoyue chuckled and said, "Young Master Wen, since you know that I caused the injury on Wen Qingyao's face, if you want to ask for an explanation for your sister, you can be above board, why bother to make an assassination trick, I still don't know." Isn't everything that the Marquis of Zhenyuan does for you?

"County Lord, this matter, after returning to Beijing, Mo Han will definitely give you an explanation. ”

Ling Haoyue waved her hand and said: "That's it, you can't leave the Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion now, it's not very good to do it, and the county lord won't embarrass you, Wen Qingyao's face is that I did a good job, what did I do to her, this anger is also out, if the Zhenyuan Marquis is still indomitable in the future, then don't blame the county lord for being unkind!"

Wen Mohan lowered his eyes and said: "County Lord, it is Mo Han who has repeatedly broken his promise, the County Lord can rest assured, this kind of thing will never happen again from now on!"

Ling Haoyue smiled lightly: "Also, once the matter in Southern Xinjiang is over, the Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion is not an obstacle for you." ”

Wen Mohan's eyes froze, she understood him!

The Marquis of Zhenyuan cultivated him, although it was based on Concubine Wen's blood kinship, but the bigger reason was that they wanted to put him on the throne, so that the Marquis of Zhenyuan's Mansion could endure for a long time. It's not so much blood and kinship, but rather taking what they need and luring each other.

"Since Mo Han was born, the one who knows Mo Han best turns out to be you, the county lord. Wen Mohan couldn't help but sigh lightly.

Ling Haoyue hurriedly waved her hand and said, "Young Master Wen, what you said is hypocritical. As for you, the lord of this county, just as you go to the Marquis of Zhenyuan's mansion, take what you need. ”

In the past, Ling Haoyue could be described as dull in the matter of feelings, but under the training of a certain Sixth Highness, Ling Haoyue became more and more sensitive to feelings.

Although Wen Mohan didn't say anything, Ling Haoyue always felt that there was an unusual aura in it, she came to Wen Mohan for the sake of interests, but she didn't want to have any emotional entanglement with him, so if there was a little hint, she would also cut it off decisively.

"I don't know if the county lord is coming, but there is already a way to relieve the plague?" Wen Mohan directly changed the subject.

Ling Haoyue replied, "It's hard to say now, I have to observe for a few days." In the capital, she had never seen the illness of a person who really had the plague, and along the way, she was in a hurry, and she didn't look much at it, but she only had some impressions.

"What is the county lord going to do, how do you need Mo Han's cooperation?"

Ling Haoyue looked at Wen Mohan, did he pin all his hopes on her? In his previous life, without her, he had not pacified Southern Xinjiang as well.

"I'll go and see who has the plague in a while, you have to be careful to guard the quarantine area, don't let people break out, at the moment, it's easy to start a riot if you are used by someone with a heart. ”

The matter of Fang Cai is a stark example, as long as someone coaxes together, everyone else will follow.

Wen Mohan also knew about this layer, so he heard that the refugees were pouring into Lingzhou City, so he dared to go in person, the plague and riots in southern Xinjiang would be bad if they spread to Lingzhou City. There are two in everything, and if Lingzhou City is in chaos, as long as there are refugees in other places, there will be chaos.

"Okay, don't worry, the county lord, I will arrange it well. I immediately sent for a few people who had the plague. ”

"No!" Ling Haoyue hurriedly denied and said, "This epidemic is not trivial, if someone comes out, it will inevitably be dangerous, I will go to the quarantine area in person." ”

"How can this be done!" replied Wen Mohan, "County Lord, it's too dangerous there. "The quarantine area is full of people who have contracted the plague, and it is a closed area, and the air there is only afraid of the spread of the plague.

"Gongzi Wen, I'm a doctor, I'll be fine, you can help me take care of Xiaoyao. ”

Ling Haoyue was afraid that Xiao Yao would follow, so she said to Xiao Yao: "Xiao Yao, my sister will be fine, you wait for me here obediently." ”

Xiao Yao was unhappy, and pouted: "Why don't you let Xiao Yao follow her sister, what if there are bad people?"

Ling Haoyue said with a smile: "There are all sick people there, there are no bad people, if Xiao Yao goes, what if he gets sick, so you have to wait for me here obediently, and after seven days, I will come back." ”

Xiao Yao thought for a while and stretched out her finger: "Oh, my sister counts when she talks, pull the hook!"

Ling Haoyue touched her head and said with a smile: "Okay, pull the hook, obediently wait here for my sister to come back." ”

After settling down, Ling Haoyue went directly to the quarantine area.

Wen Mohan looked at Ling Haoyue's departing back, and her words kept echoing in his ears.

"As for you, the lord of this county, just as you go to the Zhenyuan Marquis's Mansion, just take what you need."

Wen Mohan suddenly felt a little astringent in his heart, as if something was blocked.

originally thought that she had found a confidant, but Ling Haoyue didn't seem to want to know him at all, but she was the one who knew him best.

"Send someone to protect the county lord carefully. Wen Mohan commanded Xue Chiyu behind him.

Xue Chiyu responded: "Yes, Childe." ”

……

Ling Haoyue entered the quarantine area, the space in the isolation area was not large, and most of those who had the plague were lying on the ground. Many people's faces have begun to spread red pus, and the stench comes from them, but they don't care whether they are clean or not, and people die every day, not knowing whose head the god of death will come to the next moment.

Ling Haoyue squatted down and looked at the little woman in front of her, her eyes were blank and seemed to be desperate.

"Don't be afraid, I'm a doctor, I can help you heal. Ling Haoyue comforted her softly.

The little woman glanced at her, this was just a teenager, and the old doctor who had practiced medicine in the village for many years couldn't cure him, let alone him?

The little woman waved her hand and said weakly, "If it can't be cured, I'm going to die, you go quickly, don't be infected." ”

"Since you don't think you can be cured, why don't you let me try, if you are cured, you don't have to die. ”

Ling Haoyue couldn't help but put her hand on her wrist, called for her pulse, the pulse seemed to be floating, and looked at her face again.

"Your condition is not too serious, it's just that your body is very weak. Ling Haoyue said.

The little woman was a little incredulous, and said, "You mean, my illness can be cured?"

Ling Haoyue nodded and said, "Yes." ”

When the people next to him heard this, they all rushed over.

"Doctor, can you cure us?"

"Doctor, help me take a look, I'm almost unable to stand up. A middle-aged man looked at Ling Haoyue pleadingly. His legs were covered in pus, and he couldn't help but look at them himself, and he lifted the hem of his trousers, hoping that the cold air would relieve the itching and pain in his legs, but to no avail.

Ling Haoyue walked up to him, looked at his legs, and checked his pulse again.

This person's condition is not mild.

"When did you get the plague? Ling Haoyue asked.

"I was one of the first people to come in, about two months ago, I started nausea and vomiting, and gradually I started to get pustules, and my family members died of the plague, and I was the only one left. The middle-aged man cried.

Ling Haoyue said: "Your body should be the best in your family, that's why you have carried it until now." ”

Ling Haoyue glanced at everyone and said, "I will diagnose your pulse one by one, but healing takes time, and during the time I heal, you must eat well and rest well, so that you can get better faster." ”

Everyone seemed to see the savior, nodded again and again, and said, "Doctor, let's eat." ”

Disease not only destroys people's bodies, but also destroys people's will, Ling Haoyue knows very well in her heart that if these people themselves don't work hard to keep themselves alive, then no matter how good her medical skills are, they can't be cured.

This day was the busiest day in Ling Haoyue's history, there were hundreds of people in the quarantine area, Ling Haoyue had to check the pulse one by one, read them one by one, and ask people to write their names and record their conditions.

From the time she entered the quarantine area, it was not until the third day that she figured out everyone's situation.

This matter quickly reached Wen Mohan's ears, and he was holding the pen in his hand, and the ink dripped onto the paper and spread, making a splash on his heart, turning into ripples and floating layer by layer.

In fact, he had already sent someone to do this earlier, but the people he sent always avoided these people with infectious diseases, and they were far away, and most of the results were ambiguous, yes and no.

Wen Mohan and Xiao Qingfeng both know how to do things below, but they can't do these things themselves, as long as they can get a cure for the plague, they will turn a blind eye.

Wen Mohan pondered for a moment, then put down the pen in his hand and walked out.

Xue Chiyu didn't understand, and hurriedly chased after him. However, the place where Wen Mohan is going is the quarantine zone.

"Childe can't help it!" Xue Chiyu hurriedly stopped him.

"She's all inside, why can't I go!" Wen Mohan said coldly.

"Childe, you are the one who wants to do big things, and let the people do these small things. "Xue Chiyu is Wen Mohan's confidant, and like him, he has always aimed to become a master. And the quarantine zone is too dangerous, it is a plague, not something that force and power can contend with.

"Get out of the way!" Wen Mohan commanded in a cold voice.

Xue Chiyu's heart sank, and he directly blocked in front of him, and said: "Childe, since the county lord said that he can be sure, then it must be no problem, you just wait for the good news." ”

At this time, Ling Haoyue poked her head out of it and called, "Young Master Wen." ”

At this moment, Wen Mohan felt that his heart had finally settled down a little, pushed Xue Chiyu away, and walked up.