In just five days, the diphtheria epidemic worsened.

All the sick people in the capital were concentrated in the Hongfu Tavern, and soon they could not be accommodated, and several nearby temples were set up to accommodate the sick.

A shed was set up in front of the Hongfu Tavern, a large cauldron was erected, the sour plum woman was boiling soup and medicine on the side of the street with a veil, and Shui Sheng also ran in and out to help.

Liu Ruyu, Pan Youlong, Gu Xiunian and others were even more busy day and night in the Hongfu Tavern. The stone blacksmith followed the Ministry of Works to build a temporary shed for cooking porridge and medicine. The wife of the butcher Zhang also came out and helped make porridge with Feng Qingqing in the temporary shed in front of the temple.

Although the epidemic is constantly getting worse, under the leadership of Xiao Lian, He Jingying, and Li Fan, it is still orderly.

Li Fan, Sun Langzhong and the imperial physician in the palace worked together to develop prescriptions, and they didn't rest for five days and nights.

The current Qingwen septic drink can only delay the deterioration of the disease, but cannot cure it or control the spread of the disease.

However, in the past few days, there have been several heavy rains and strong winds, which is really worse.

He Jingying walked down the sour Mei Po to bring two bowls of decoction. Sour Mei Po looked at He Jingying with some distress: "Princess, take a rest." ”

He Jingying shook her head: "There are too many patients, and they can't be busy." ”

"Princess, you are a daughter......"

He Jingying smiled: "What is not a thousand gold?" Whose life is not life? ”

There was a layer of mist in Sour Mei Po's eyes: "Hey, how can you be a princess like this." ”

He Jingying took two bowls of Qingwen and Septic Drink and walked back to Hongfu Tavern.

An old man in the Hongfu Tavern was lying quietly on the ground, but suddenly the whole person convulsed, and his chest fell together, making a "Huohuo" sound.

He Jingying put the bowl on the table and hurriedly ran over. She took out a silver needle from the hidden pocket around her waist, and during this time she learned some acupuncture techniques from Li Fan. After a few stitches, the old man calmed down.

He Jingying just breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly the old man suddenly opened his eyes and reached out to grab He Jingying. The palm like a withered branch tightly clamped He Jingying's forearm.

The old man's mouth made a muffled "ho-ho" sound, and his eyes were staring but there was no focus. He Jingying looked at the old man in horror, and saw that the old man spit out a mouthful of blood with "wow" in his mouth, and finally swallowed his breath.

He Jingying was stunned on the spot, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.

A bony hand reached over and took the old man's hand off He Jingying's arm. He Jingying raised her head and met Xiao Lian's clear amber pupils.

His hand covered He Jingying's arm that was pinched red by the old man, and his voice was hoarse: "It's okay." ”

In the past few days, Xiao Lian and Xiao Ziqing have checked every village around the capital, and they have been sleepless for several days. His eyes were bloodshot and he had stubble on his chin.

Xiao Lian took He Jingying and gently helped her up. There were too many people, and he couldn't hug He Jingying into his arms, so he could only take her hand and gently rub her palm with one thumb: "It's okay." ”

Xiao Ziqing brought two people up and carried the old man away in silence.

A cry erupted outside the Hongfu Tavern, it was the old man's family.

"That's my dad! Let me see my dad! ”

The guard blocked the person who was about to pounce: "Don't come here. ”

"That's my dad!"

Those guards followed Xiao Ziqing and Xiao Lian to several villages. The situation is similar in every village. Those who died were buried and sprinkled with lime powder.

One of the guards patiently explained, "If you come here, you will also be infected." Your dad doesn't want to see you sick too, so go back. ”

The man was stopped by the guards, and could only watch as the guards carried the man away.

The man fell to his knees and cried, "Daddy! Give my dad back! ”

The cry reached the Hongfu Tavern like a pebble falling into a pool of stagnant water, stirring up a wave. The people in the Hongfu Tavern began to cry one after another.

"Princess, save us."

"Please, princess, we don't want to die."

A pair of survival-seeking eyes looked at He Jingying, full of longing and pleading.

He Jingying's voice was a little hoarse: "Don't worry, there will definitely be medicine." ”

A pair of withered yellow hands grabbed the hem of He Jingying's clothes: "Princess, maybe I won't be able to live, can you let me go home?" ”

He Jingying comforted softly: "If you wait patiently, you will soon have medicine." ”

In the distance, a man slammed the bowl containing the Qingwen Poison Drink in his hand to the ground: "After drinking so much medicine, people are not dead!" What are the Raushs! I want to go home! I'm going to die at home. ”

This sentence was immediately echoed by many people: "Yes, we want to go home!" Death is also death at home! What kind of person is to die here! ”

He Jingying hurriedly said: "Don't worry, your family will get sick if you go back like this, wait." ”

"What are you waiting for! Waiting to die! ”

"Lord Yama is coming to collect his life, who can hide!"

He Jingying was anxious, Xiao Lian took He Jingying's wrist and protected her behind him.

The emotions of the crowd grew more and more agitated. The man who threw the bowl suddenly rushed over: "Lao Tzu wants to go back!" ”

Xiao Lian's eyes sank, his body didn't move, he stretched out a hand and grabbed the man's wrist, and threw him to the ground with a fall over the shoulder. Xiao Lian said in a deep voice: "Whoever wants to go out, pass me first!" ”

"General Xiao!"

The guards outside rushed in when they heard the movement.

Xiao Lian waved his hand to signal that they didn't have to come in. Xiao Lian said coldly: "Are you thinking the opposite?" ”

In the face of Xiao Lian, those who were still arrogant immediately died down.

"General Xiao, we just want to go back."

Xiao Lian raised his eyebrows: "Honestly recuperate here, the imperial court will let each of you go home." ”

Xiao Lian looked back at He Jingying, only to see that He Jingying's face was a little pale, and he didn't know if he was frightened. He Jingying smiled slightly: "I'm fine." ”

He Jingying suddenly felt a little itchy in her throat and coughed violently. When I coughed, I couldn't stop, my head seemed to be deprived of oxygen, my eyes were black for a while, and my limbs gradually became weak. It seemed that her legs and feet could no longer support her body, and He Jingying's body fell down as soon as she was weak.

Xiao Lian held He Jingying in his arms, and his head went blank for a moment.

A-Ying?

After seeing the blood on He Jingying's cuffs clearly, Xiao Lian suddenly panicked.

"Li Fan!"

Xiao Lian hugged He Jingying horizontally, and He Jingying's hands and feet were softly on his side.

"Li Fan!!"