Shi Jin wandered among the victims to treat the sick during the day, and occasionally could not be diagnosed, so he asked the doctor He Shen to knock on the side and ask questions.

When Dr. He was in a good mood, he instructed her to say a few words, and when he was in a bad mood, he didn't say a word, turned over and went to sleep.

However, these three words and two words have also benefited Shi Jin a lot.

But even though she was too busy to keep her feet on the ground, many of the victims died due to lack of medical care.

Her white silk skirt has lost its vivid color, and she looks only better than the disaster victims, and she has seen more life and death, and she is not in much mood when she is used to paying attention to it.

"It can't go on like this," she shrank in the bed at night, shivering from the cold, "The victims who died of illness are only one aspect, and many others are frozen to death." It was very cold now, and the slave saw that day that there were a lot of clothes missing from the pit where the corpses were stored. There is no peace in life, and there is no peace in death, and it is not the same thing to go on like this. ”

The cold weather has the benefit of being cold, at least not like the plague in the hot season.

"And what do you think?" The second master pinched her palm and put it in his arms to warm it, and the little maid only struggled for a moment, and then went with him, "At present, His Royal Highness has recruited the victims who are still in good physical strength to dredge the river, and asked people to repair simple houses to avoid the winter." However, all of this takes time and can only be done step by step. ”

Shi Jin turned his head sideways to him, and his eyes were a little worried, "Although there are soldiers guarding this side now, the number of people is smaller." There were many people affected by the disaster, and if they didn't pay attention to it, some idlers would forcibly rob others of rice porridge, especially women and children. The slave and maid thought, should you take out a pot and use it exclusively for the old, weak, sick and disabled? ”

Although it was still a young method, the second master stroked the tips of her hair, "...... Can. ”

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For three or four days in a row, Shi Jin and the second master were busy with their own work.

If it is said that she is just running around and tired, the second master is the assistant fifth prince who controls the overall situation.

There is news from Xiangyang that because Xinglong Miji has repeatedly raised the price of rice, the price of rice has soared to 300 wen and one bucket, and there is still an upward trend. The surrounding merchants moved when they heard the profit, and they all went to Xiangyang with grain and grass.

Because of the lively and prevalent temple fairs and the large number of workers, many of the victims around Xiangyang City were hired to do things, although they were just barely making ends meet, but they also had a way to survive.

"Merchants gather and things are cheap, in a few days, the price of rice in Xiangyang City is afraid to fall sharply, and then the five princes can buy grain to solve their urgent needs." Qi Mojing analyzed with it.

"I'm afraid that they will hoard Juqi and refuse to take it lightly." The fifth prince sighed, "I'm afraid our food is less than three days." ”

Qi Mojing frowned and pursed his lips, obviously worried about this, "Wechen has discussed with Dean Liu since before leaving, and the students of Bailu Academy will personally charge the grain, and it should not be a few days. ”

He came here to borrow the name of the master of Bailu Academy, although he was one step ahead, in the end, let the students follow.

The five princes were solemn for a moment, and then asked about the recruitment of migrant workers in Nanyang Mansion.

"The prefect of Nanyang has requisitioned strong people from the disaster victims to open canals and dams, but it is also difficult to turn around the grain over there, and I heard that the prefect has set his sights on the rich households in the city."

"It's a treacherous one! Special affairs, in order to survive at the moment, this charter can only be carried out. The fifth prince turned to a man of coarse cloth behind him, "Feng Feng, pass on my words, the prefect borrowed the grain from the rich households, and when the flood dissipates, the court should repay it twice." ”

Fang Feng took the order and left.

"By the way, this king has something to tell Mr." The fifth prince turned his head to look at Qi Mojing. Although the person in front of him is cold and arrogant, he is his biggest reliance on this flood. couldn't help but solemnly bow to him, "The imperial court has allocated silver and materials down, but the mountain traveled to the boundary of Fanqi, encountered a mudslide to block the road, and there were mountain bandits taking advantage of the situation to rob, do you know what Mr. means?" ”

Qi Mojing's eyes deepened, and he stood with his hands in his hands, "I'm afraid that the mountain bandits are fake, and the robbery is real, and it will not be dishonored!" ”

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"Da Lang, I have seen my spirit in the past two days." Shi Jin touched Da Lang's head and stuffed the last piece of finger-sized pastry into his mouth.

"Thank you, sister." Da Lang smiled, vaguely looking at what a child should look like.

Mrs. Zhang felt Dai Shijin's kindness, but she couldn't thank her, she only smiled and said to her, "The girl has a good heart, and she will be blessed in the future." ”

The victims on the other side also nodded in agreement. Although not everyone can be saved by Shi Jin, in the end, there is a female doctor who is relieved and has peace of mind.

After treating some more patients, Shi Jin dragged his heavy waist to the porridge shed. She had already suffered an injury to her waist, and the heavy work of the past few days had made her waist ach. Especially after bending over for a long time, there is some soreness that can't stand up.

Seeing Shi Jin coming back, the little servant was overjoyed, and only pushed a broken bowl with her, "Sister Shi Jin, drink some porridge." ”

Shi Jin was grateful, took the porridge bowl with a smile, sat down on the dilapidated high stool on the side, lowered his eyelashes and lowered his head to drink porridge.

There are only ten grains of rice in the porridge, and the grains are distinct but with defects. It should be old rice that was eaten by insects in the old days.

Her movements were extremely slow, as if she was on her mind, and she took small sips as if she cherished them.

Doctor He was looking at the medical book at this time, and when he turned his head, he saw that her dirty coat seemed to be rolling in the mud.

He couldn't help but sneer, when he came, he was as white as a fairy daughter, but in a few days, he became a mud monkey in the field.

Coughed dryly, "That mud monkey!" ”

Shi Jin seems to have never heard of it.

He coughed a few more times, and Shi Jin raised his head, but there was still some confusion in his eyes, "The divine doctor is uncomfortable?" ”

As soon as she asked these words, even she herself was a little stunned. It is still possible for others to get sick, and he is a doctor...... Forget it...... It's not worth caring about her as a little doctor.

Look at this crane's childish face, look at this old man and be strong, and she is stronger than herself.

She was about to withdraw her gaze, but Doctor He threw her a finger-sized white jade gourd porcelain vase. Shi Jin hurriedly caught it, holding the porcelain vase and looking at it, "What is this?" ”

"Poison." Doctor He dropped the book and turned over to sleep.

Shi Jin opened the seal, leaned to the tip of his nose and sniffed, and the sweetness of acacia honey came to his nose.

Her eyebrows and eyes suddenly bent, and the hand holding the porcelain vase was so precious that she took the small porcelain vase into her arms, "Thank you, Divine Doctor, your old man will be blessed and live a long and healthy life." ”

Doctor He who pretended to be asleep: ......

He's really not old!

If the rice soup in the middle of the day still has some rice grains, the soup in the evening is just soup.

The grain of rice was not seen, and Shi Jin's stomach was rumbling with hunger, not to mention those victims who had been hungry for longer.

She didn't dare to go out at night.

I heard that last night, a horse in charge of transmitting information to and from the disaster was secretly killed by the victims and drank blood. It was not only blood, but when I saw the horse the next day, there was only a clean skeleton, and it was so white that there was not even a trace of blood.

Secretly pinching the honey that was less than a mouthful, she wanted to drink it, but she was reluctant to drink it, only hesitated for a moment, and then took it into her arms.

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