The first rays of the morning shine through the sunlight in the dilapidated slums, and many of the poor woke up.

They walked out of the tattered and leaky house, and at a glance saw the lord of the city who was tied to a pillar outside the door.

Someone walked over and walked around the city lord, and gradually the people here gathered more and more, and the city lord was woken up by the noise of people.

A face with signs of decay caught the eyes of the city lord, who subconsciously wanted to wave his sleeves to push the person away, but he felt that his arms could not move, as if he was tied behind him.

He roared angrily, "Get out of here, stay away from this city lord!"

But the words of the city lord did not make people leave, but attracted more people's ideas.

Someone shouted, "The lord of the city is here!"

There are more and more people, and the city lord is also let go.

Most of the poor people here have been infected with the plague, and they are either holding their families or for themselves, crying out to the city lord to save their lives.

Many rotting arms grabbed at the city lord, and the city lord's lips trembled, and he retreated again and again.

"Get out of here, get out of here!" He waved his arms to push the crowd back.

But there were more and more crowds, and when the city lord returned to the city lord's mansion, his clothes had been scratched and torn, and there were still a few fresh blood marks on his face.

After this incident, the city lord inevitably fell ill.

The initial symptoms of the plague were somewhat similar to those of wind and cold, and the city lord sat on the bed and coughed incessantly, and drank a lot of medicine to cure wind and cold cough to no avail.

He didn't want to believe that he had the plague, so he took his anger out on the doctor who treated him.

"Quack! This city lord just has some wind cold, and you can't even cure it!"

The doctor was driven away by the city lord, and after another half a day, red marks appeared on the city lord's face, and when he saw the marks in the mirror, the city lord's panic reached the extreme.

He had to admit that he had the plague.

At this time, a subordinate came to spread the word, "The city lord, the county lord is here, saying that he wants to discuss things with you."

Hearing that Shen Ling was coming, the city lord was emotional, "Quick! Invite someone in!"

He no longer rejects seeing Shen Ling, because Shen Ling is the only person he knows who has researched to prevent the plague, and he can only pin his hopes on Shen Ling, hoping that Shen Ling can study a solution to the plague.

Seeing the city lord and the red spots on his face, Shen Ling pretended to be surprised, "City Lord, I haven't seen you for a few days, why did you get the plague?"

When he mentioned this, the city lord's face darkened for a while, "Originally, I slept in bed well, and I don't know which black-hearted thing kidnapped me to the slums, and the city lord was infected."

The "black-hearted" person was right in front of the city lord, and she pretended to be sympathetic.

"That's a real misfortune."

The city lord sighed and asked Shen Ling, "Don't talk about this, the county lord brought something to prevent the plague last time, so why did you come this time?" Is there a cure for the plague?"

His expectant eyes fell on Shen Ling, hoping that Shen Ling could bring him good news.

"I already have an idea to solve it, but I just need the cooperation of the city lord, but I don't know if the city lord is willing to ......."

Without waiting for Shen Ling's words to finish, the city lord picked up.

"Yes! The lord of this city will fully cooperate with the lord of the county!"

Hearing that there was a solution to the idea, the city lord couldn't have been happier.

"Then please give me the city lord's order, so that I can easily mobilize manpower." Shen Ling stretched out her hand with a smile.

The city lord was a little hesitant, comparing this city lord order to his status symbol.

At this time, Shen Ling said quietly, "City Lord, the plague can't stand the delay."

The city lord had no choice, in order to cure the disease, he could only choose to give the token to Shen Ling.

After getting the token, Shen Ling immediately sent the masks, alcohol and other epidemic prevention materials he had made before to the guards of the City Lord's Mansion and taught them how to use them.

Shen Ling divided the quarantine area, and after her investigation, all the people in the slum were infected, and she simply would

The slums were divided into segregated areas, while several segregated places were divided in other places.

After dividing it, Shen Ling looked at the guards who were already wearing masks, "Now, you go door to door to find and take the people who have the plague to the quarantine area."

Seeing that Shen Ling was busy, the city lord finally stopped, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask, "County lord, what about me, what should I do?"

Only then did Shen Ling think of the city lord, and she smiled meaningfully at the city lord, "Of course you also have to go to the quarantine area for quarantine treatment."

"I'm the lord of the city! How can you keep me with those untouchables who have the plague!"

A cold light flashed in Shen Ling's eyes, and she reminded, "City Lord, you are also suffering from the plague now, if you don't want your wife and children to be infected by you, you'd better go to quarantine."

Thinking of his wife and children, the city lord followed the guards to the quarantine area.

The city was busy inside and outside the city, and the doors of many people's houses were knocked by the guards of the city lord's mansion, and the guards took those who had the plague to quarantine, and of course there were those who did not cooperate.

"I'm not going!" A young man with the plague and the skin on the back of his hand was ulcering and yelling.

The guards had a tough attitude and pulled the young man.

"No, you have to go!"

Seeing this, Shen Ling walked over, and she asked, "Why don't you want to go?"

The young man's voice choked, "I still have an old mother at home, if I go to quarantine, then my mother will have no one to take care of!"

"But if you don't go, your mother will also be infected with the plague because of you, can you bear the consequences?"

The young man could not accept that he had passed the plague on to his mother, and tears flowed down his eyes.

"Will you cure the plague?"

Shen Ling's gaze was firm, "I will."

Hearing Shen Ling's categorical answer, the young man also rekindled his confidence.

He wiped away his tears, "Okay, I'll go!"

At the same time, Shen Ling also sent some guards to publicize and explain the key points of preventing the plague to the people, telling them that if someone in the family has the plague, don't panic, report it as soon as possible, and then go to quarantine.

Shen Ling didn't forget that there were still people in her line who were infected, she went back to the inn to find Luo Yuheng and Luo Yuheng and told her about it.

Luo Yuheng was taken care of by Shen Ling, and his condition did not worsen, but his body was relatively weak.

Taojuan listened beside him and pleaded, "County Lord, you let me go in with my sister, I want to take care of my sister myself."

Without waiting for Shen Ling to refuse, Luo Yuheng spoke.

"Juan'er, I'll just go by myself."

Of course, Taojuan didn't want to, "Sister! I don't worry about you being there alone."

Shen Lingmu persuaded, "Taojuan, this precedent can't be opened, if I let you into the quarantine area, there will also be people who are worried about your family going in, what position should I take to stop them at that time."