"Doctor Wen, what's wrong with the city lord?" Sang Li looked at Wen Ruqing.

"I can still speak, about this plague, the city lord has told everything he knows, what does Miss Sang want to know?" Wen Ruqing looked at Sang Li gently, dressed in white, and was outstanding.

"Where did this plague first erupt?" Sang Li looked at him, and his eyes did not change.

"This plague first broke out in Dongshui Lane, after the death of the collective beggars, and finally caused the plague in the whole city." Wen Ruqing said slowly.

"Okay, thank you." Sang Li looked at him, "Can I go in and take a look at the city lord?" ”

"Yes." Wen Ruqing stepped out of the way.

After Sang Li entered the house, he saw the city lord lying on the bed, his legs were rotten and he couldn't move, only his upper body could still move, his eyes were dry and deep, he was obviously a middle-aged man, but the whole person seemed to have entered old age.

There were two decomposing corpses under his bed, and the clothes should be the slaves and maids of the City Lord's Mansion.

The kettle on the table was out of water, and the man's lips were dry.

Sang Li took out the bamboo tube filled with water in the stock and handed it to the man: "Hello, I am Sang Li, a doctor of a thousand machines, and I have come to solve this plague, can I check your pulse?" ”

The man was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Sang Li to hand him water, and he took the bamboo tube with his dry palm and said thank you.

He let it go: "If the doctor wants to see it, just see it." ”

Sang Li put the previous white cloth on the man's hand, and her fingertips fell, and it would be more convenient and easier for her to use her aura to probe the pulse, and it would be easier to know what caused it.

After a while, she withdrew her hand and looked at the man: "Have you been injured before?" ”

The man was stunned and nodded: "Someone assassinated me before, and there was a wound not far from my heart." ”

Sang Li said again: "When did you get the plague?" ”

"Three days ago." The man said slowly, "I'll rot and die in about four days." ”

"When were you assassinated?" Sang Li asked again.

The man didn't understand why Sang Li asked him about his assassination before, which had nothing to do with the plague he had, but he still answered truthfully: "Three months ago." ”

"Since that man didn't succeed in the assassination, did you catch him?" Sang Li asked again.

"No, he blew himself up." The man frowned.

"Okay, it's okay, you can rest." Sang Li said slowly.

Several people walked out.

Yun Che was puzzled and asked, "Does this have anything to do with his wounds?" ”

"He had the plague three months ago, but he became ill three days ago." Sang Li said slowly, in fact, it can be said that he had been poisoned by the corpse three months ago, but he only had a seizure three days ago.

"Why?" Yun Che frowned, not understanding why the city lord's poison had been delayed for so long.

"So, it's really artificial." Sang Li looked at him.

Qi Lao and Mu Qing were silent.

Sang Li walked to Wen Ruqing, who was still outside, and asked, "Does Doctor Wen have a solution to this plague?" ”

"Not yet, at present, we can only refine the elixir that delays the decay rate." Wen Ruqing's eyebrows were faint, "There are still some people in the West Lane who have not been infected, and the people from the royal family are also there, so I can only give the Qing Xuan Dan to the people of the royal family first." ”

Sang Li nodded, just quickly took out the leather paper, wrote down the list of antidote pills and handed it to Wen Ruqing, and said slowly: "I think this medicine list will be useful for this plague." ”

"My senior brother can't even see it, can you see it?" Luo Muqing next to him raised his eyebrows and said proudly.

Wen Ruqing is a character who wrote a sentence in Sang Li's pen, he was just Sang Li's awesome in order to write about medicine, and he deliberately wrote out a young man with medical skills, but the male protagonist focuses on cultivation and sword cultivation, so I forgot about it later, and I forgot to write it, and I just felt a little familiar when I heard this name before, and I thought about it later.

She didn't know what his personality was, and now she was just giving him a suggestion, Wen Ruqing was originally here to save people, and she believed that he would take it.

Wen Ruqing was stunned, and then took it, but wondered: "In that case, why doesn't Miss Sang refine it herself?" ”

"I don't have the herbs written on this paper." Sang Li's face did not change after speaking.

Wen Ruqing glanced at Sang Li, lowered her eyes and looked at the words written by Sang Li, the crooked and twisted ones are not good-looking, this is the ugliest word Wen Ruqing has ever seen, even a child is not so ugly when he writes with a pen.

Wen Ruqing didn't say it, but after seriously arguing, she couldn't help but say: "Miss Sang's word needs to be practiced more, the herbs on the paper are indeed rare, but it's not nothing, this seems to be the Dan prescription of Qingling Pill and not the Dan prescription of Qingling Pill." ”

The mulberry brush words are really ugly, but there is only a brush here, and the words written by her pen are not good-looking, but they can still be seen, and the brush words are directly difficult to look at.

"It's just a few more flavors of special and rare herbs." Sang Li said slowly, although these herbs were not rare in her space.

But the cultivation realm is really rare, so let's collect it for the medicine gate.

"I'll think about it later." Wen Ruqing said so, and asked, "Miss Sang, do you need to go to West Lane together?" ”

"Go, where are you not going to sleep?" Sang Li said.

Wen Ruqing nodded: "Yes." ”

Qin Yu stood next to Sang Li, his eyes fell on the crooked font, his gaze lightly fell on Sang Li's body, and then moved away.

It seems that Ah Li knows what kind of poison it is, it's really fast, and that recipe is exactly the same as the antidote he developed.

The corpse poison came from Qin Xuan's hands.

The young man's gaze fell and moved slightly.

The group came to West Lane.

The sun was hot at noon, and the young man gently held the umbrella, which seemed to stand out from the crowd.

The people in the West Lane were distributing food, and the queue was very long, from the West Lane to the East Lane.

These people have rot spots on their bodies, but they haven't started to rot yet, but the presence of them proves that they are infected.

The skin with putrid spots in the crowd did not fester, and the skin was the same as normal skin characteristics, except for an extra piece of black and purple skin, these people were newly infected, and of course there were some half arms that had rotted, leaving only one arm to come and pick up the bowl.

There will be screams of pain in the crowd because the pain of skin decay can be extremely uncomfortable.

As soon as Sang Li arrived, the sick people suddenly rioted.

"This porridge is poisonous!"

"Someone died!"

"They are planning to poison us, it's a big deal to rush out, everyone will be infected and die together!"

"It's useless, the royal family doesn't care about our life and death at all, they didn't send doctors for a few days after the plague broke out a few days ago, and it's useless to send them now, they surrounded us here just to burn us!"

"Let's rush out!"

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