The healthy city has a stroke and a beautiful sun, but the city of Chuzhou, which is less than 100 miles away, is shrouded in a dark cloud.

The hazy sky, like an inverted cauldron, was tightly shrouded above Chuzhou City, so oppressive that people couldn't breathe.

To the east of the self-benefit hall of Huairentang and to the south of the inner lake, all of them were burned down. The sorghum pillars of the past, with their eaves and arches, are now scorched and turned into blackened charcoal heads, scattered crookedly in the brick and tile ruins.

More than 40 patients and members of the medicine hall died in the fire, and as many as 80 were seriously injured and hundreds were lightly injured. Countless medicinal materials were burned in the fire.

Chen Ning ordered people to transfer more than 200 marching tents from the government to Huairentang for emergency. Nearby residents also voluntarily vacated their homes to help house the wounded.

In the middle of the night, the Wen family sent someone to Dao Wenheng, and Dao Wen Heng had already moved to the inn with the old servant, and gave up his other courtyard in Chuzhou for Huairentang to house the sick and wounded.

Coupled with a new medical garden that Chang Qianfo asked Yang Ye to buy a few days ago, the residence is barely enough.

Since the plague was not more symptomatic than usual, patients with different symptoms were most afraid of gathering together and infecting each other. Li Jinshan and Wang Lianchen took the people to work all night before they were placed in different areas.

In the middle of summer, when the weather is hot, if the burn is not treated in time, it is easy to deteriorate and pus, which can be severed or life-threatening. The patients in the two hospitals in the autumn and winter were originally seriously ill patients, who were first frightened, and then moved, and many of them were in high risk and treated for generations.

This is tantamount to adding insult to injury for Huairentang, which is already short of manpower.

Chang Qianfo went to the Assassin's Mansion overnight, found Fang Xian, and after discussing with him, Fang Xian sent the Tiger Roar Battalion to take over the patients outside Chuzhou City, and strictly guarded them to prevent these people from spreading the plague.

Except for a small number of people who were left in case of emergency, the other doctors who should be summoned by the Thousand Buddhas from various halls to come to the rescue outside the city quickly entered the city to assist the doctors of Huairentang in rescuing the injured.

There are 23 doctors who were ordered by the Imperial Medical Department to go to Chuzhou for disaster relief, including eight senior and respected doctors, and there are also many young and promising people with superb medical skills. Chang Qianfo has never forgotten this powerful new force.

At first, there were still some imperial doctors who were reluctant to go down to the people for personal consultation. thinks that squatting in the crowd with his sleeves rolled up like this is really undignified in a mess, and it hurts the dignity of the royal doctor.

Fang Xian listened to the deputy court judge who was over half a hundred years old talk with a calm face, and did not argue, got up and slashed the old man's top bun with a sword. The old court sentenced to abide by the ancient precept of "body hair and skin, parents who receive it, dare not destroy it", a gray hair is dense and long, and he is careful and careful in grooming on weekdays, let Fang Xian go down with a sword, and the top of his head is all broken, and the messy hair is uneven and pounces on the face, where is there any decency at all.

The old court was dumbfounded on the spot, and before he had time to splash and roll, he was forcibly carried out by two soldiers of the Tiger Xiao Battalion and thrown into the carriage. At this time, Fang reacted and scolded loudly: "Fang Xian! Fang Xian! Cutting off someone's hair is like cutting off someone's head, you insult me like this, old man... The old man and you don't share the sky! ”

Pounding the wheels and wailing and crying bitterly.

Fang Xian laughed coldly: "If it weren't for your usefulness, it wouldn't hurt to cut off your head." ”

After this time, the room where the imperial doctors who were still pretending to be arrogant and noisy suddenly fell silent, and they all went back to their rooms, carried the medicine box and got into the carriage.

Although the Fang Rong family is not as strong as before, after all, they have controlled the court for many years and have deep roots, which is not easy to shake. If you really annoy this stubborn and stubborn general, and let him cut off his head with a sword, then he really can't even get an explanation back.

If you think about it, they are at fault after all. Fang Xian was only ordered to do things. As for whether the means are excessive, it is not up to them to see who can speak in front of the emperor.

No one dares to touch a hard stone with an egg.

In addition to the lack of medical care, the lack of medicine is also a major problem at present.

The newly hoarded library of medicinal materials in the East Medicine Depot was all burned in the fire. Fortunately, the Tai Medical Department brought a batch of pharmaceutical funds from Jiankang, which can be temporarily emergency. Chang Qian Buddha ordered Prince Weng to count the inventory of the East Medicine Depot, make a list of the number of missing medicinal materials, and write to Health overnight. Grant Mo Yichan the power to govern the twelve medicine halls around him, including Chongde Hall and Zhaoren Hall, plan and dispatch, and allocate sufficient waist funds to help Huairen Hall under the premise of ensuring the normal operation of each hall and village. And allow it to act cheaply, whether it is borrowed or levied at a high price, there is no limit to the tariff, and it is necessary to ensure that Chuzhou will not run out of medicine in the next few days.

Mo Yizen is shrewd and capable, and when the sky is bright, the first batch of medicinal materials is sent to Chuzhou City. All kinds of medicinal materials are strictly matched according to the requirements of Chang Qianfo according to the proportion, just to fill the gap.

Many righteous people spontaneously organized themselves to help bury pots and cook soup and medicine. There were people inside and outside the hall, and it was noisy. The entire Huairen Hall, from the head of the house, down to the apprentices, including the mother-in-law and maids who sprinkled and cleaned, no one was idle. Everyone stayed up all night, and they didn't have time to be sentimental, so they spent the night in a busy and anxious situation.

At the beginning of the hour, Yang Ye's body was found together with Du Simian.

Yang Ye used his body to block Du Simian, he was smashed by three beams and pillars, and the ribs on his back were all broken, none of which were intact. The left leg shattered, leaving only a crumpled piece of skin attached to the body. What's even more tragic is that his entire face is burned and distorted, and he can't make out his former appearance at all.

Mrs. Yang, Hu Yuran, fainted on the spot.

However, Yang Ping was calm as usual, and after calming his family, he personally handled the aftermath of Yang Ye and the forty-three people who died in the fire. Everything is properly taken care of and methodical, not at all like a father who has just lost his beloved son.

This state of affairs makes people even more worried.

The plague broke out spontaneously, and people died every day in the city, and it was difficult to think that so many coffins would be gathered in a moment and a half. Li Tong led people all over Chuzhou City, knocking on doors door to door, and finally put everyone in coffins at dawn and placed them in place.

In the newly erected mourning hall, forty-four pine coffins with four or six feet were laid out one by one, and the black pressure was pressed into a forest.

The coffin was as plain as snow, and the cries were continuous, lingering on the roof for a long time. It is also heavily ripped at everyone's heart.

Chang Qianfo was dressed in a white mourning dress and knelt on the side of Yang Ye's coffin. remembered that not long ago, he made an agreement with Yang Ye that he could wait for the time to be free, and Li Zhe drank on his feet.

The words are still in the ears, and people have been separated by yin and yang.

He looked at the confidant who was lying in the coffin and had no life, and suddenly remembered the sad emotion that went to the bone marrow when Wang Rong, one of the seven sages, returned to Huanggong's wine house - "Although it is close today, it is like a mountain and a river." ”【1】

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