Chapter 216: Specially Cooked Soup

Why, there is a feeling of embarrassment, singing and harmonizing?

"General, my subordinates have heard that many people have gone to the surrounding towns and Kyoto, do you need to send troops to recover them?"

Li Min hurriedly walked in, with an anxious look on his face, if the plague broke out in the entire Fengling Country, it would be difficult to solve the internal and external troubles.

Qin Yuanyi pondered for a moment and looked at Yuan Jinning: "No need, it's too late to send troops now, come and get a pen and paper, this king will report to the capital, princess, I need you to contribute the prescription, are you willing?"

In fact, Qin Yuanyi could not have asked her what she meant, but he chose to respect Yuan Jinning, that was Yuan Jinning's prescription, if she was reluctant, no one could rob her.

"Absolutely. After Yuan Jinning wrote down the prescription, he turned around and went downstairs to work.

Let Hai Dongqing pass on, tie the letter, pat the back of the little thing, and the bird spread its wings and flew into the sky.

Yuan Jinning did it himself, feeding the people who were already too weak to do it with medicine, and then dispatched the soldiers who followed him at any time to carry the people to the gathering place.

Now, the whole city needs a big cleaning, and it's so dirty.

The infections caused by the plague, as well as minor illnesses caused by various health factors, also need to be treated, and they are left to Hua Qian and the military doctors.

Yuan Jinning also helped occasionally, and most of the time he carried the medicine jar on his back and followed the soldiers to search the whole city.

Seeing the grateful eyes of those people, Yuan Jinning always smiled.

Suddenly, there was a slight movement at the door, and a pair of timid eyes looked at Yuan Jinning, seeing that she turned her head, she immediately turned around and ran.

It's a pity that he didn't run far because he was weak, and was caught up by Yuan Jinning.

The boy was thin, only skin and bones remained, and his whole little face was black, except for a pair of round and large eyes, which were bright.

"Sister, sister......" The little boy took a step back.

"Don't be afraid, child, what about your father, why are you running on the street alone?" Yuan Jinning softened her voice as much as possible, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a slight arc.

"A-Niang is resting at home, is my sister a bodhisattva who helps the world?" Because he saw that after Yuan Jinning's medicine and a few injections, the person who was originally dying had gradually recovered his vitality.

Yuan Jinning was stunned for a moment, a little laughing, her hands were covered with blood, and she never thought that one day someone would compare her to the image of a bodhisattva.

"My sister is not a bodhisattva, my sister just knows some medical skills. ”

As soon as Yuan Jinning finished speaking, there was a gurgling sound from the boy's stomach, and the little face was wrinkled, looking at her with some grievances.

Yuan Jinning didn't have any food on him, so he could only hand the only piece of candied fruit to the child.

The boy took it carefully, put it in his mouth and tasted it, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he smiled sweetly: "Thank you, sister!"

"Drink this bowl of soup, okay?" Yuan Jinning poured out half a bowl of soup from the gourd.

Although the boy did not seem to have the plague, drinking it still had a preventive effect.

"Good~"

The child responded sweetly, and after drinking, the little face twisted together again, because most of the decoction was composed of ginger juice, which was indeed very spicy.

The boy handed back the porcelain bowl, turned and trotted towards a place.

Yuan Jinning thought about it and walked up to follow.

In an ordinary flat-roofed house, the child slipped into the house with a cigarette, and the shouting from his mouth could be heard almost all over the street:

"Sister Bodhisattva is here to save us!"

Yuan Jinning coughed embarrassedly, didn't she say it to her, she is not a bodhisattva, this child, alas!

There was more than one woman in the room, but also a man resting on the bed with his eyes closed.

The woman tapped the child's forehead with a slight reproach, and her sunken jaw bone looked a little terrible.

"Girl, you?"

The woman carefully held the child, a little frightened, and looked at the mighty and tall soldiers behind Yuan Jinning.

"Auntie, we are sent by the imperial court to save you, this is the antidote to the plague, you drink it first, and there is a bowl for this gentleman. Yuan Jinning refilled the empty bowl with the decoction.

The other party was also skeptical, but he hesitated for a moment and took it and drank it.

is in such a situation, who cares if there is poison in it, whether it will harm her life, and she has no reason to harm herself for no reason.

Yuan Jinning waved his hand to the little boy and left.

The sound of a boy's muttering sounded in his ears, and the likes of bodhisattvas and fairies made Yuan Jinning a little embarrassed.

A chaotic city could not return to normal in a day or two, and he was also afraid that the plague would hit again, so for the sake of insurance, Qin Yuanyi decided to leave the next day.

Because of the previous chaos, many people couldn't even eat, so Qin Yuanyi immediately organized people to cook porridge by hand, and then distributed it to the people in turn.

I was busy until late at night, and I only used some dry food in the middle and continued to be busy cooking medicine.

After Yuan Jinning washed hastily, he lay directly in the house in the backyard of the City Lord's Mansion.

Finally relaxed her mind, and after a while, her eyes couldn't open a little, even if the door was pushed open, Yuan Jinning didn't want to open her eyes, until the tip of her nose smelled the familiar smell on the visitor's body, and she let down her guard.

"Princess?"

Qin Yuanyi shouted tentatively, and the other party turned over to answer.

Seeing such a simple Yuan Jinning, he was a little amused and a little distressed, and walked to the bedside with a bowl of soup: "I heard the soldiers say, you have been busy all day, but you haven't eaten well, come, this king specially cooked soup." ”

When Yuan Jinning heard this, he sat up slowly and took it with his eyes half-open.

She was indeed a little hungry, and asked vaguely while eating, "You cooked it on purpose?"

“...... He was specially instructed to be cooked. Qin Yuanyi silently replenished, he didn't know how to cook.

Yuan Jinning didn't speak, he drank slowly with a spoon, and at some point, his eyes were all closed, and his mouth was still eating.

Looking at her stupid appearance, Qin Yuanyi reached out to his mouth to hide the upward arc of his mouth.

As soon as the soup bottomed out, Qin Yuanyi took it.

In the next second, Yuan Jinning fell directly on the bed and fell asleep.

Qin Yuanyi sighed lightly, and covered the quilt for her with one hand, the candle flame on the table was flickering, and the wanton light was a little dazzling.

Before leaving, Qin Yuanyi waved his hand and extinguished the fire.

The night has quieted down, and the originally dead and silent county town has improved, just like dead wood in spring, and there is vitality again.

Early the next morning, the people in the city woke up, and in just one day, a small number of people were more than half well.

When Yuan Jinning packed up and went out, Hua Qian was already waiting outside the door, and bent down to her: "Thank you Niangniang, a small number of people are getting better, and the bruises and high fever on their bodies have also subsided, Niangniang is really a wonderful person!"

Although, Hua Qian was always hostile to himself before, and today he can be so grateful in such a low profile, Yuan Jinning naturally will not be careful and hold grudges for so long.

"Hua Gongzi doesn't need to be too polite, this can be regarded as fulfilling part of my responsibility. Yuan Jinning raised his head.

Qin Yuanyi was standing on the city wall with his hands in his hands, looking into the distance.