Chapter Eighty-Eight: Bloodletting

Gu Qingzhang's two eyes, which were originally pure black, have now completely recovered their original color.

He knew in his heart that there would be this day, but he still made people boil the medicine again, and after drinking it, he found that there was still no change.

"Forget it," Gu Qingzhang sighed in his heart and put the medicine bowl next to him, "Let's make up a reason first, so that I can go back to Beijing and prevaricate our majesty." ”

Gua Er looked at his expression, and finally swallowed the persuasion.

Hou Ye's eyes were destroyed in the miasma in the south, and it was also the corresponding price he paid in order to preserve his martial arts.

There was once a doctor who helped him see a doctor, asserting that he would definitely be blind in his eyes in his later years, and Qian San also found many doctors in those years, but without exception, this was the result.

"Don't look like that's sad," Gu Qingzhang didn't care about it, "What are you still doing with me, why don't you hurry up and let someone send medicinal herbs to Chonghan?" ”

Gua Er felt that this person was simply hopeless, and his eyes were eager to be blind in the next second, but he was still here thinking about sending medicinal herbs to his sweetheart.

"Send it, send it, send it now!"

When he scolded and left, Gu Qingzhang laughed at himself, turned over and lay on the bed with his hands and arms, looking up at the beams, his heart was complicated and indescribable.

*

With the support of various medicinal materials and food from the government, the victims were quickly divided into two groups, one group of plague and the other group of people who did not get the plague.

Doctor Sun and other doctors worked tirelessly to help the people diagnose and treat them, and the day was over, and it was already approaching evening.

During this time, Lin Chonghan was not idle, but ordered the officers and soldiers to simply build a residence next to it.

Because the officers and soldiers and doctors who had been in contact with the sick could not return to the city directly, Lin Chonghan could only temporarily aggrieve them to live in these residences.

"I'm not going back either," Lin Chonghan told Karuga calmly, "I asked you to bring all the luggage before, right?" ”

Kasuga nodded: "I brought it, girl, but you really don't go back......?" ”

She shook her head.

"I'll go back now, in case I've been infected with the plague," she stretched out her hand to the officers and soldiers behind her, asking a few of them to help build a house for herself, "What if I infect my brother?" ”

"If I get infected, forget it, maybe there is still a way to live, but my brother will definitely not survive."

This is also the reason why Lin Chonghan insisted on not wanting Lin Shijing to follow her outside the city, if Lin Shijing came outside the city, even if he was not infected with the plague, I am afraid that he would be seriously ill.

Haruhi sat next to her, held her hand, and whispered, "Some of these things are done by men outside, so why let girls do it." ”

Lin Chonghan didn't speak.

These jobs can indeed be pushed to the men, she is a county lord, and she only needs to stay in Suzhou City to enjoy the flowers and drink tea.

Bleeding and sweating is a man's business, but once the city of Suzhou is broken or the plague breaks out completely, how can she be alone.

"It's not a question of who did it," she whispered bitterly, "but my destiny, which must be in my own hands, let alone ......"

She didn't say anything after that, what she thought was that she also wanted to try to see if she could beat those men.

Lin Chonghan was willing to live outside the city, but the prefect of Suzhou couldn't really let her do so.

"Don't grieve yourself," the prefect shook his head, he pointed to the city gate, "The lower official asked the post station in the city to clean up, you might as well stay there, there are guards to protect you at night." ”

That's a good idea.

"In this case, thank you to the prefect."

"It's okay, it's okay."

That night, Lin Chonghan and the two of them rested at the post station, and the prefect also rested at the post station.

After beating the drum outside, Lin Chonghan was sleeping in a daze when he suddenly heard the shouts of servants outside.

"Oh no, my lord! They're all burning! ”

Lin Chonghan sighed in his heart, and the whole person suddenly woke up.

She gently pushed the spring day next to her, then got up and got dressed, opened the door, and asked, "Speak well, who is burning it, is it the officers and soldiers sent today?" ”

The little servant who came to report on the first floor was carrying a lantern, he raised his head and saw Lin Chonghan, looking anxious: "If you go back to the county lord, it's not that the officers and soldiers are burning, but those refugees." ”

At this time, the prefect was also awakened, and he yawned: "The victims who have been infected with the plague will not have a fever, so why make such a fuss." ”

"Oh my lord," the servant shook his head, "not the plague, but the amateurs who had no symptoms before, and now they are all burning!" ”

Lin Chonghan, who was originally relieved, is now like falling into an ice cave.

On the way out of the city, she whispered to the prefect: "My lord, I am afraid that as long as this plague is contacted, it will be infected. ”

The prefect's expression was equally ugly.

Originally, he didn't attach much importance to this epidemic in his heart, and felt that it was not as miraculous as others said, but now when he looks at it, he feels that it is really terrifying.

They soon reached the outside of the city, where the initial camp was now brightly lit and filled with the sound of subtle wailings.

As soon as the two of them entered the room, they were greeted by a strong smell of medicinal herbs.

The doctors were all dressed neatly and neatly to see the victims of the disaster, and the officers and soldiers also got up and helped them do something to a greater or lesser extent.

"County Lord, Lord Prefect," Doctor Sun's eyes turned red, "You have also seen the current situation." ”

Lin Chonghan was wearing a thick mask, and her whole body was tightly wrapped, she nodded, and asked in a muffled voice: "Divine doctor, those officers and soldiers who have close contact with the victims, are they okay?" ”

"They're fine," Doctor Sun's expression softened when he talked about it, "The mask method proposed by the county lord is very useful, and we are wearing masks, so it's not a big deal." ”

An officer and soldier standing next to him scratched his head and asked, "It's just that this mask was fine at first, but after wearing it for a long time, it was really boring." ”

"You can't pick it up if you're so stuffy," Doctor Sun glanced at him reproachfully, "unless you don't want to die." ”

At this moment, suddenly a patient struggled to get up from the ground, stumbled to the feet of Doctor Sun, knelt down and kowtowed.

He was still muttering to himself, "Divine doctor, please, please save us...... It hurts, it hurts. ”

Lin Chonghan lowered his head and watched him constantly holding his head, shivering wildly all over his body, with sobs on his face and a crazy expression.

The officers and soldiers dragged away the victims who rushed over to prevent them from accidentally bumping into the nobles.

"County Lord," Doctor Sun stopped talking, "After our diagnosis and the records we found in the medical books, there is indeed a way now. ”

The prefect of Suzhou was in high spirits, and hurriedly asked: "What method, as long as it is useful for the plague, you can use it." ”

The doctor standing next to Doctor Sun kept shaking his head.

He said, "My lord, this method is called bloodletting." ”