Hearing that it was bloodletting, the expression on the face of the Suzhou prefect changed slightly.

He asked hesitantly, "How sure are you of this bloodletting method?" ”

The doctor said, "I don't have much certainty, I can only say that I try hard." ”

He stopped talking.

Lin Chonghan didn't understand why he was so hesitant.

Now there is a life-saving path in front of them, and if they use this method, they may die, but if they don't use this method, the patient will definitely die.

The prefect saw Lin Chonghan's puzzlement, so he explained to her in a low voice.

Before Daliang, there was a miracle doctor, because of his extremely high medical skills, he was regarded as a distinguished guest by countless dignitaries, and this miracle doctor had a unique skill, that is, he would give people "bloodletting".

Even if it is a remote incurable disease, as soon as it comes to his hand and bled out, it will be cured.

Having said that, Lin Chonghan still doesn't understand anything.

If the plague died, then his prefect could only be regarded as useless; If the victims, who could have been well, died because of "bloodletting", then it would be difficult for him to explain.

There's so much uncertainty in between.

"I want to put it!"

Under the slightly dim light, Lin Chonghan's scorching eyes met the prefect's gaze, and her eyes were full of determination to break the boat.

She said, "My lord, if you save it, you may die, but at least we have tried; But if they don't save them, they will only die. ”

"I believe in you, and I believe in Your Majesty," Lin Chonghan said, "Even if something happens to the bloodletting, Your Majesty will definitely not blame you." ”

After hearing this, the prefect of Suzhou raised his head and met the eyes of the faces in the tent, whether expecting or despairing.

These are not the people under his jurisdiction, they are not Suzhou people, but although they come from all over Daliang, in the eyes of his parents, they are thousands of Suzhou people.

The prefect sighed: "The county lord is more courageous than me, but I am pedantic - since this is the case, then let it bleed!" ”

*

Lin Chonghan and the others stood not far away, watching Doctor Sun and them rubbing and stimulating the acupuncture points while administering needles and bloodletting to the patient.

After about half an hour, the crowd of onlookers suddenly erupted in cheers.

"Retreat! The fever is gone! ”

The prefect of Suzhou was overjoyed, and he said yes again and again, thinking that the plague was nothing more than that.

But after Doctor Sun finished bleeding, he walked up to them and whispered, "County Lord, the method of bloodletting can't be used forever, it still depends on medicinal materials. ”

Lin Chonghan's face also did not have any joy, the plague also appeared in the previous dynasty, and there were doctors in the previous dynasty who were good at bloodletting, but this epidemic also killed many people.

"Well," she nodded, "I've sent someone to deliver a letter to the capital, asking the capital to support more medicinal herbs." ”

Doctor Sun stroked his beard and sighed tiredly, after a few days, he really felt that he had become a few years older.

"Now there are medicinal herbs such as black cypress leaves, and we can barely last a few days," he thought for a moment, "Fortunately, this batch of plague patients all belong to the same plague species, and we still know how to save it." ”

"If there are different kinds of plague patients, then we will be exhausted and we will not be able to keep busy."

Lin Chonghan was reminded of one thing by him, she turned her head and asked Haruhi next to her: "I've been busy for the past few days, my head is getting dizzy, I haven't noticed my eldest brother's movements, and I don't know what the situation is like there." ”

Haruhi pursed her lips and smiled: "Girl, you forgot again." Two days ago, the uncle sent a message back, or you read it in person. ”

Lin Chonghan patted his head and finally remembered.

"Look at my memory," she smiled helplessly, "I forgot that my eldest brother had finished fighting bandits and was ready to come back." ”

In the refugee camp, the doctors were sweating profusely to help the displaced people bleed, and many of the homeless people were in much better spirits after the bloodletting, and one by one they also had the strength to laugh.

"Hey," one of the bald-haired men leaned against the tent, and he said, "Wang Wu, you said that Wang Ergou also bled out, why is he useless?" ”

The man named Wang Wu had just bled out, and the whole person had improved a lot, he looked left and right, and when he saw that no one was paying attention to this side, he muttered to him.

"Lower your voice," his eyes were sneaky, "I'm afraid you don't know, this king and second dog, eat that on the road." ”

The man was puzzled: "Which one?" ”

"What," Wang Wu patted his skinny thighs anxiously and said, "this is it!" ”

He said this, but the man still didn't understand: "What's wrong with this, who of us hasn't eaten that all the way?" - Let's just say that we both eat it too? ”

Wang Wu covered his mouth, his eyes turned in a circle, and it was a little weird under the light.

He asked him, "But have you eaten your whole family?" ”

The man was shocked.

Then, Wang Wu's words echoed in his mind like a spell, and he heard Wang Wu murmur like a demon—

"It is said that this Wang Ergou not only ate his wife and children, but even Lao Tzu Niang didn't let it go - tsk, his mother is sixty."

After Wang Wu's words were finished, Wang Ergou, who had been leaning against the shadow in the corner of the wall with his head down, raised his head slightly.

His face was obscured by the excessively long hair on his forehead, making it difficult for others to see his expression, and Ergou's arms hung limply on the ground, and there were several bleeding wounds on them.

Why can't it be cured?

He asked himself in his heart.

Wang Ergou raised his head, but he couldn't really see the people in the tent, he could only see vague figures.

Since he finally ate his son, he has completely become a monster who is not a human or a ghost, and Wang Ergou knows that the villagers on the same road are talking about him, saying that he is a wolf.

But he just wants to live, what's wrong? As for his family, instead of dying at the hands of others, it should be completely turned into a meal on his plate.

In this way, the family will still be together forever.

Wang Ergou smiled briefly, he staggered to his feet, and moved forward in the surprised or surprised eyes of everyone.

Lin Chonghan was discussing the follow-up matters with the prefect at this time, and when he saw a disaster victim coming over, he couldn't help frowning slightly.

It stands to reason that the homeless people should have recovered a lot of their senses now that they are full, but the person in front of her faintly gives her a sense of danger similar to that of a beast.

Just as he slowly raised his head for a second, Doctor Sun next to him saw that something was wrong, he remembered a certain rumor that he had heard in seclusion in the mountains before, and hurriedly shouted: "County Lord be careful!" ”

Sure enough, in the midst of the lightning and fire, the homeless man took a few steps directly and rushed forward.

Lin Chonghan didn't expect that the weak homeless person would have such a strong explosive power now, and before she could react, he had already pounced in front of her like a beast.

Lin Chonghan, who was close, could even faintly smell the smell of blood and dirt on his body.