Hundreds of thousands of people wept, prayed, and pleaded, and the spectacle was nothing short of spectacular.

Xue Dayuan, Chai Ben, Xiao Baishan, Zhao Zhengzhi, Gan Xian and other old ministers were proud from the bottom of their hearts, but they were also worried.

Chen Xiu, Zhou Qi, Wu Yinzhi and other people who joined later were shocked from the bottom of their hearts and admired Wen Yi even more.

Because of the lack of experience of hardship, the younger generation is more in awe of Wenyi, and does not have much gratitude.

This experience taught them a solid lesson, and let them experience their father's feelings for Wen Yi and Tang Guo.

This scene will be deeply engraved in their hearts and become an eternal memory.

As the only relative of the Tang Kingdom, Xie Jing's mood is the most complicated. He was very unimpressed with Wen Yi's behavior, but for some reason he had a little more admiration in his heart than he had before.

Wang Xianzhi can understand the mood of this friend, why not himself. In the end, a thousand words turned into one sentence: "This is the real king." ”

When Wen Yi arrived, everyone, including the officials, greeted him with a bowing salute.

You must know that the law of the Tang Kingdom stipulates that only the heavens and the earth, the ancestors and the parents kneel, and the rest do not kneel, and even the apprenticeship has been changed to bow and serve tea.

In this case, everyone bows down collectively, which means that he has convinced everyone.

Wen Yi did not refuse, and calmly accepted the bow. Then he led the ministers and the people to worship heaven and earth, and went to the Holy Sages House and the Martyrs' Shrine to worship the ancestors.

Finally, we came to the square in front of the Temple of Heaven.

This square, which can accommodate 50,000 people, has gathered more than 100,000 people at this time, and it is full of people at a glance.

Wen Yi said to the ministers who followed him: "Retreat away, it's behind that line, don't be infected." ”

Xue Dayuan finally tried to persuade: "The king...... Please think again. ”

Wen Yi smiled: "We have known each other for so many years, do you know my character...... Step aside. ”

Xue Dayuan had no choice but to retreat.

When everyone had retreated to a safe distance, someone from the medical school who specializes in cowpox vaccine walked over from a distance with a black cloth in his cart.

When the black cloth was lifted, there was a sick cow infected with cowpox, which looked very disgusting.

There were more than 100,000 people in the square, and they didn't make any sound quietly, but everyone's eyes were full of murderous aura when they looked at Qian Kun and the others.

If the gaze could kill, they would have become molecules.

The group of doctors trembled with fear.

Wen Yi smiled and reassured: "Don't be afraid, when you eliminate smallpox, these eyes will turn into gratitude." ”

Unfortunately, these reassuring words did not help.

Wen Yi said helplessly: "Forget it, don't waste time, let's get vaccinated." ”

After all, Qian Kun is a person who has dissected corpses, operated on them, and experimented with living people, and his psychological quality is excellent.

He took a deep breath and stood up, took the pus from the milk with a surgical tool, and then came to Wen Yi.

Wen Yi unbuttoned his clothes, and in order to let everyone see more clearly, he directly exposed his upper body.

Those who are far away can't see anything, but those who are far away see all this in their eyes, and cry again when they see that they really want to be vaccinated with cowpox.

At this moment, the people behind also knew what was going to happen, and they also cried and shouted to stop it.

Hundreds of officials fell to their knees again.

Qian Kun's hands shook again, and Wen Yi joked with a smile: "History is about to be created, look at your excitement, your hands are shaking." ”

Qian Kun squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying, and said, "The king...... Or ......"

Wen Yi put away his smile and said in an unquestionable tone: "Let's do it." ”

Qian Kun knew that there was no way, so he gritted his teeth and made a small incision in his arm with a silver scalpel, and then he hesitated again.

Wen Yi frowned, snatched the cowpox pus from his hand, and pressed it directly on the wound on his left arm.

Seeing this scene, many officials closed their eyes in pain, and the people in the front row cried a little louder.

After the inoculation was completed, the sick cattle were transported, the officials returned to their places, and the people were evacuated.

Wen Yi stayed at the Temple of Heaven, where he was going to spend his vaccination period.

Except for Qian Kun and other medical personnel, the rest of the people were all driven out, and they were surrounded by the Praetorian Guards.

From this day on, the entire Tang Kingdom seemed to have come to a standstill, and everyone put down their work and waited for news from the Temple of Heaven.

Wen Yi also knew this, and turned the weekly newspaper into a daily issue. There is only one thing to report, his physical condition and the popularization of smallpox and vaccine knowledge.

On the first day, it was unharmed.

The next day, unharmed.

Day 3......

……

On the eighth day, he was unharmed.

But the hearts of all the people in Tang Kingdom were raised, because it was written in the newspaper that symptoms usually appear in about ten days after vaccination with cowpox.

And now is the most stressful time.

On the ninth day, he was unharmed.

On the tenth day, news came from the Temple of Heaven that the king had a low-grade fever.

Everyone knew that the critical moment had come, and countless people knelt in front of the statue of Mazu and prayed. Especially the huge statues of Mazu, thousands of people kneel and pray at all times.

The smoke from the incense candles persists for a long time, forming a thin layer of haze in some areas.

On the eleventh day, a low-grade fever persisted.

On the twelfth day, bad news came out that the king had a rash on his arm.

This is already a relatively serious symptom, and if it continues to worsen, a slight smallpox infection will form, and after healing, it will also leave pockmarks.

The hearts of the Tang people tugged.

This is just what the newspapers say, what if the situation worsens and it turns into smallpox?

On the thirteenth day, there was an increase in pimples, but not in large numbers.

On the fourteenth day, the bad news was that there were more pimples, and the good news was that they did not deteriorate into blisters.

More people came to worship in front of the statue of Mazu, including the new generation of teenagers and children.

After so many days of education, they have a deeper understanding of what the king has done for them. From simple awe to Wen Yi, he is more grateful and supportive.

Qian Kun and the others were not idle, cooling him down and taking some medicines to treat smallpox and pimples.

I don't know if it's the effect of the drug or his body's immunity, but on the fifteenth day, the pimples didn't increase, but showed signs of subsidence.

Qian Kun and the others were overjoyed and wanted to spread the news, but Wen Yi stopped them instead:

"I don't know if it's going to be repeated, so let's not tell everyone yet, lest they rejoice in vain. Well, it's okay to tell them that my condition hasn't worsened. ”

As a medical worker, Qian Kun could understand his approach, so he passed on the news to the outside world according to this statement.

After three days, the intermittent low-grade fever finally subsided, and there was no fever for the next two days, and some of the smaller pimples had subsided, and only a few large ones remained.

At this point, it was finally confirmed that his smallpox vaccination had been successful.

When Qian Kun announced the news, all the medical staff cried with joy, they are under more pressure than ordinary people these days.

After the news came out, first the guarded forbidden army mountain shouted long live, and soon the whole city was full of long live voices.