At the same time in the palace, the emperor heard the news from the people below, and without thinking too much, he gave an order.

Now the palace is much more lively than the outside of the palace, but Mo Shihuan is not in a hurry, and is proceeding step by step.

Mo Shihuan wrapped a thick veil on his face, which was soaked in alcohol, and it smelled very pungent.

But at the moment, Mo Shihuan put on a glove made of cotton cloth on his hand, carefully examining the patient's condition.

The epidemic is contagious, and if it is not controlled, it will cost more lives, but the medical facilities here are really simple, Mo Shihuan is gambling on whether he can run ahead of Hades.

The patient on the bed was coughing all the time, his chest shaking violently, and from time to time he could cough up a few traces of blood, the handkerchief was already soaked with blood, and there was a disgusting smell in the air.

"Candles, knives." Mo Shihuan looked at the wounds on the patient's body, the surroundings had suppurated, his brows were tightly locked, and he thought of something, "Open the window." ”

The person next to him was quick with his hands and feet, and immediately lit the candle, put the knife on the candle to bake, and after baking for a while, he carefully handed the knife to Mo Shihuan, and then walked to the window in a few steps and pushed the window open.

This patient is having a fever, but there are still wounds on his body that have not healed, if they are not treated in time, the risk of infection is even greater, Mo Shihuan carefully picked up the knife and scraped off the carrion around the wound.

After treating the wound, Mo Shihuan took off his gloves, revealing his white wrists.

"Mo ...... Doctor Mo! The person next to him gasped quietly, a little puzzled.

Mo Shihuan waved his hand and took the patient's somewhat dirty hand over, and his soft fingertips pressed his pulse.

Then I looked at the patient's face, which turned pale and had little blood, but the whole person was frighteningly hot.

Lifting the corner of the clothes, Mo Shihuan pressed on the patient's arms, chest, and calves, forming a small pit, which gradually flattened after a while.

This is a sign of edema.

"Cold ......" The patient's lips moved, his voice was dry, and his body moved with difficulty, slowly curling up together.

Mo Shihuan glanced at the person next to him, and the person immediately wrapped a bed of cotton wool and covered the patient.

Coughing up blood, edema of the subcutaneous tissues, chills, chills, and high fever......

Mo Shihuan put one hand under his chin, pursed his lips and paced left and right.

It's the plague!

Mo Shihuan clapped his hands, and he already had an idea in his heart.

"Quick! Within a radius of ten miles, lock off this place, and no one will be allowed to enter or leave! Divide the inhabitants into two parts, and put together those with symptoms such as coughing up blood, skin edema, chills, chills, and high fever; Those who have been in contact with these people and do not yet have these symptoms are to be dispersed. Mo Shihuan's eyes burst out with a strong light, "You must remember, pay attention to ventilation!" Also, let the residents have less contact with people. ”

There was no doubt that there was him, and when the people next to him heard this, they immediately went out and arranged for people to do this.

Knowing what the disease is, things become easy to solve.

Mo Shihuan had learned how to deal with the plague before, and observed the symptoms of several patients, deleted and modified, and finally wrote a satisfactory prescription.

"Whew-" After drying the undried ink on the rice paper, Mo Shihuan handed the prescription out, grabbed these medicines, boiled more, whether it was sick or not, they had to drink.

At the end, he added: "Including those who have come here to save people in the past few days, as long as they have been here recently and have come into contact with here, they must drink." ”

"Yes!"

Time flies, in an instant, a month has passed, fortunately the suburbs are scarce, not many people are infected, and the time to empty is appropriate, the plague is quickly over.

When the emperor learned of this, Long Yan was very happy, and praised Zhuo Chen and Mo Shihuan in the court, and also rewarded a lot of gold, silver and jewelry, which once made the treasure pavilion of the Liangwang Mansion full.

"It's the two of them again!" After King Wu went down to the court, he walked to the palace of Concubine Shu with a depressed face, "Why are the two of them in the limelight again!" ”

Concubine Shu also heard the wind in the court, and her face at this time was not good-looking, holding the delicate handkerchief of the embroiderer tightly in her hand, and said viciously: "The two of them are also fateful!" ”

Why haven't you been infected by this plague!

"Smack!" King Wu sat on a chair, picked up a tea cup at random, and slammed it on the ground.

"Doctor Mo!"

"Doctor Mo is going back?"

"See you tomorrow!"

The sun was setting, Mo Shihuan did not spend the night in the palace, packed up his things, said goodbye to the imperial doctor of the Tai Hospital, and returned to the Liangwang Mansion at dusk.

Although Mo Shihuan's medical skills can be said to be unmatched in Tai Hospital, she has also learned a lot of experience and skills here. At a young age, she was a skilled doctor and a humble person, and soon got along well with her colleagues, and almost no one looked down on her because she was a woman.

Recently, Mo Shihuan has a headache.

Because Zhuo Chen and Mo Shihuan solved the problem of the epidemic, Concubine Shu specially sent a few beauties to the Liangwang Mansion, which was called "reward", but it was actually the eyeliner sent.

Zhuo Chen shook off the shopkeeper and didn't care about anything, and handed over the matter to Mo Shihuan.

This beauty needs to add a stove when she gets cold, and that beauty doesn't like the scenery here and clamos to change the yard, after all, it is the person sent by the concubine, Mo Shihuan has to respond one by one.

After this toss, it can be regarded as physically and mentally exhausted.

was thinking about going back to the house today, and there would be a beautiful woman in the courtyard as a demon, but as soon as Mo Shihuan entered the gate of the palace, he saw Xu Ying, who was wearing flowers and branches, and was directing a group of subordinates to move furniture inside and out.

Mo Shihuan glanced at Xu Ying lightly, and didn't plan to take care of her, so he was going to his yard.

"Hey!" Xu Ying's voice suddenly sounded from behind him, "Call you!" Don't pick up Huan, you stop for Miss Ben! ”

Mo Shihuan paused, raised his eyebrows and looked at Xu Ying who was approaching.

"Don't hurry up and settle Miss Ben's room! I've heard you've been helping those women a lot lately, but why can't I call you when you come to me? ”

Xu Ying crossed her hands on her hips, tilted her head slightly, and looked contemptuous.

Mo Shihuan let out an "oh", didn't look at her, and walked back to his yard.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhuo Chen just finished handling official business, walked out of the study, and saw Mo Shihuan hanging outside.

Mo Shihuan's face was dished, and he glanced at Zhuo Chen.

Zhuo Chen was a little inexplicable, took two steps forward, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's not the group of warblers and swallows sent by Concubine Shu! There are things here and there all day long, and I finally settled down, I thought I could settle down for a few days, but it turned out to be good, you, the cousin of His Royal Highness King Liang, Miss Xu Ying, are also here! ”

In the end, Mo Shihuan said it almost word by word, staring at Zhuo Chen with his two eyes tightly.

Zhuo Chen snorted, did you come to complain to him?