When Fuqiu Ao and his party got the news and returned to Jiaoda again, they found that it had only been a few days, and Jiaoda was already a thing.

The smell of death permeated the meadows.

Unexpectedly, a joke before Yuekuma Yao left, turned out to be a prophecy.

First, sell the remaining batch of old horses, one after another fell ill, people according to the treatment of typhoid fever prescription decoction, did not expect to treat the symptoms but not the root cause, what is more frightening is that not only horses, even the people who raise also have the same symptoms, at first is a high fever does not go away, hot and cold, it is similar to the usual typhoid fever, but as long as it is just a few days will be serious to bedridden, hemoptysis and death.

Only then did people realize the severity of the "typhoid fever" disease, and it was too late to destroy all those sick horses, and the pervasive plague had already quietly swept the entire Jiaoda.

"Your Highness, don't go!" Seeing the corpses of one after another being dragged out wrapped in straw mats, Yue Qianxin couldn't help but look worried, and gently pulled Fuqiuao's sleeve.

"You just stay out there and I'll take a look." Fu Qiu Ao turned his face, his tone soft, but with a hint of non-negotiable perseverance.

Yue Qianxin suddenly understood that he had made up his mind to take this step, not for anything else, just because he was a floating hill.

Thinking like this, she was also relieved, she changed her mind, slowly took out a long piece of white yarn from her pocket, and without hesitation, she pulled it in two, half of it was covered with her backhand, and then, standing on tiptoe, pulled up the other half of the white yarn to cover his upturned nose.

"Alright. I'll go with you, it's your subordinates, it's not good to be greedy for life alone, and let people see jokes. ”

"Okay." He was stunned, and then naturally took her hand, "It's okay, it's a lot more reassuring to have you by your side." ”

The two stepped into Jiaoda hand in hand, and there was no fear on their faces.

Because Jiaoda is vast and sparsely populated, lest the flow of people and the spread of the disease, Kun Mo ordered the entire Jiaoda to be blocked, and isolated the suspected patients in one place, and sent several witch doctors to come to diagnose and treat, and strive to nip the plague in the bud as soon as possible.

"Let me out, let me out, I'm not sick, I don't want to die!"

As soon as he entered Jiaoda, Yue Qianxin couldn't help but gasp, and what fell into his eyes was no longer the jubilation of the beasts everywhere in the past, but instead dozens of wooden cages with a height of the hand, entrenched in the center of the grassland, making the originally fat and lush grass also withered and yellowed.

Who would have thought that in such cages, the suppression of them was not poisonous snakes and beasts, but living people, and even many men and girls were familiar faces that Yue Qianxin had only seen at the bonfire banquet not long ago.

At this time, without exception, their eyes were frantically beating on the wooden railing, either begging or fiercely clamoring to get out.

And many more were curled up in the corner with pale faces, breathing weakly, intermittently, coughing, coughing incessantly, one after another, until they coughed out of breath, a mouthful of thick phlegm, accompanied by dirty blood, gushing out, until finally, every tremor in the throat of these people would make the hearts of those present tremble.

People are always afraid of death, especially hovering on the verge of death day and night, not knowing when it will be their turn.

"Who ordered this, and why did you do this to them?"

Yue Qian's heart felt that when Fuqiu Ao asked this sentence, the hand in his sleeve trembled slightly.

The witch doctor in charge of the plague did not have a similar accent to Wusun, his back was a little hunched, his face was slender, his eyebrows and the corners of his eyes were shrewd, and Yue Qianxin felt that he was a little familiar.

"Your Highness came down late, and I don't know how terrible these barbarians are," he said, rolling up his sleeve, revealing a tooth mark, "If Kunmo hadn't had the foresight to send people to detain them together, I'm afraid that these people would have brought this plague to more places." ”

"This uncle looks very kind, I don't know which medical officer it is?" Yue Qianxin felt that this person was very suspicious, saying that he was a doctor but he didn't take anything empty-handed, just stood aside and watched these people fend for themselves, without the slightest mercy, so he took the lead in speaking, trying in vain to see any flaws

"In the Xia Wuer clan, a single name and an Anzi, I have been traveling all over the world, and a few years ago, I was fortunate enough to be appreciated by Lord Boyan and stayed in Tianwu Palace, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince probably didn't recognize me."

"Since my father can send you here, it means that the witch doctor must have something extraordinary, then," Fu Qiuao was not polite to him, and went straight to the point, "Your Excellency has developed this antidote to poison, and there was a horse plague before, but it will not be like this." ‘’

"Heh—" Ulan chuckled, "what are you talking about, this man, how can he compare to a brute." Does Your Highness know how much manpower and material resources were spent just to build these "isolation houses"? ”

Moreover, this prevention and control, which Kun Mo called me to do, is mainly to prevent, not to cure. ”

"The so-called doctor's parents' hearts, what the adults said this time opened the eyes of the little woman." Yue Qianxin really couldn't get used to this person's weird appearance, and couldn't help but sneer.

"You!" Ul'an would never have thought that he would be sneered at by a lowly junior, his face sank, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"But don't worry, with our prince here, he will not give up Jiaoda anyone, anyway, there is nothing else in the Wugong Palace this day, and there are a lot of mouths for eating, and you will not be the only one who knows medical skills, you..."

"Ah Yue!" Fu Qiuao raised his hand to prevent her from continuing.

"Let's look elsewhere!" With that, he took her head and walked away without looking back, without looking at the witch doctor.

"Your Highness, why don't you let me continue, I just can't get used to his dog-fighting appearance."

Hmph, relying on the backstage behind him, can he not even pay attention to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in his eyes, if it reaches Kun Mo's ears, I am afraid that a few heads will not be enough for him to cut off.

Yue Qianxin was pulled aside, and she was really a little angry.

"What he said is right, there is really no better way than this at the moment."

The loss of a Jiaoda is a small matter, and it is unrealistic to let his father risk the spread of the plague and spend a huge amount of money to save a small city, in the final analysis, his confidence comes from his father, if he doesn't even support him, Fuqiu Ao doesn't know what the chances of turning the tide are with his own strength alone.

"Then what should I do, if Your Highness doesn't save them, no one will save them."

"I know, I'm thinking. There will be a way!"

Fu Qiuao leaned against the cage where the people were held, and the bruises of his arms hanging down at his side were bulging.

"You are, Your Highness the Prince?" Just then, a familiar voice came from the wooden cage.