Ning Changrong was busy with the treatment of the plague all day long, and all his energy was also focused on governance, and he was not in charge of the war.

Seeing that the plague had subsided and had an effect, and the news that someone had been proclaimed emperor came out one after another, I was also thinking about Chang Yuan's claim to be the emperor, and I really didn't think of that for a while.

Ning Changrong sat up straight, his face serious, "Girl, what you said is really possible, no, I have to talk to the general about this matter first, so as to save us from being caught off guard when we are beaten."

Ning Changrong couldn't sit still anymore, and when he stood up, he wanted to go out the door.

Halfway through, he was stopped by Ning Qingxi, "Dad, you haven't eaten yet, let's talk about it after eating, it'll be fine soon, besides, you were busy with the plague and didn't think of it, can others still think of it?" They've certainly been wary of that, and even if they weren't, it wouldn't be too bad for you to eat for a while."

Ning Changrong's meal time is very irregular, he is hungry and full, and he can't help it when he is busy with affairs, sometimes he is so busy that he forgets to eat.

Ning Changrong paused, thought about it and felt that what her daughter said was right, "Okay, then let's talk about it after eating, it's not bad for a while."

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Outside the West City Gate.

The plague outside the West City Gate was able to calm down so quickly, thanks to Ning Changrong's management and Wang Xiujuan's rules and regulations, and everyone controlled the patients in an orderly manner according to the methods she formulated.

After confirming that the prescription was effective, all the relevant medicinal materials under Chang Yuan's jurisdiction were collected and sent to Taixi County, but the medicinal materials were not enough, and those villagers who were not infected were mobilized to go up the mountain to collect them, which was barely enough for the time being after the plague did not spread wildly.

"Xiao Gao, the observation period of the patients in Village No. 1 is over, and they can be declared cured after confirming that they have no related complications in five days."

"Xiaoquan, there is another patient in Village No. 3 who can't stand the medicine and dies, you go and dispose of the corpse, don't let the corpse spread the epidemic."

"Liu Da, has the medicine in Village 15 been distributed today? Have you made sure that no one is getting sicker?"

Wang Xiujuan asked them one by one to make sure that all the patients in the village were aware of the situation of the quarantined patients.

After confirmation, I will check it with my own hands behind my back.

The code name of the village is not the original name, but the number 1~15, sometimes a village represents the 1st, sometimes it is three or five villages, all of which are the 1st, so that it is easy to distinguish the serious condition of the patient, the larger the number, the better the condition of the patient.

Patients with severe infection and mild infection will be managed separately.

Walk to Quarantine Point 12.

Being placed in the quarantine point after the 10th means that the patients here can go out and move freely as long as they pass the observation period, which means that they have defeated the plague.

"Aunt Wang, thank you, thank you so much! I, I get on your knees. Woohoo." After a young man drank the medicine, he knelt on the ground with a handful of snot and tears, and said to Wang Xiujuan, who happened to be patrolling.

The forehead kept slamming on the ground, and Wang Xiujuan hurriedly stopped: "He Lao Liu! Stand up for me! See what you look like now? You're cured of your illness and you're going to toss yourself like this?"

He Lao Liu stood up with a whimper, and choked up: "Aunt Wang, my family died on the road, and when I came here, I contracted the epidemic, I thought that I would die like this, and I went underground to see my father, you were kind and saved my life, but I have nothing but this strength, I don't know how to repay you, I can only kowtow."

Wang Xiujuan was silent for a long time, and said, "Since you feel that you saved your life and want to repay me, then you can live well and survive your father's and mother's family, for me, this is to repay me, you know?"

He Lao Liu wiped his nose, "Okay! I listen to my aunt, I will do what you tell me to do! I, He Lao Liu, will definitely live well, live a long time, and live my father's and mother's share."

The people around them were also touched by this scene, and some couldn't help wiping their tears.

No one thought that since the plague could really be cured, it was not what they saw with their own eyes

They won't believe it even if it breaks the sky.

But now that it's happening to them, they can feel that they're getting better day by day.

At the beginning, when they found out that they had the plague, everyone felt that the sky was falling, and God did not give people a way to live, and later after controlling them in batches, they thought that they were going to confess here and would be burned to death, but they did not expect that there were still people who brought them food and medicine every day, and advertised to them every day that the disease would be cured.

But no one believed it, and although they couldn't figure out why they were given a waste of medicine and food, they didn't believe in their hearts that the plague could be cured.

Later, Wang Xiujuan couldn't look at it and scolded everyone directly, scolding them bloody, and then they felt that they could live.

If you really don't want to save them, why scold them?

Although there were still some doubts in their hearts, everyone began to actively cooperate with the treatment, and they came every day as if it were their last, they had never eaten enough in their lives, and they didn't expect to have enough food if they had the plague.

Later, her body got better and better, and she could feel that her illness was getting lighter and lighter, and her respect for Wang Xiujuan was increasing day by day.

If anyone dared to say anything bad about Wang Xiujuan, they could all pounce on this person and beat him to death.

Not to mention these patients, even the soldiers who worked with Wang Xiujuan looked at Wang Xiujuan's eyes full of admiration.

Taking the lead, not afraid of being infected by the patient, the fierce scolding on the lips is actually the heart of the Bodhisattva.

Originally, the military doctor brought out by Wang Xiujuan saved many soldiers in the army, and they naturally had a good impression of Wang Xiujuan, but after this incident, Wang Xiujuan's prestige in their hearts was only lower than Chang Yuan, and even Ning Changrong could not compare.

Wang Xiujuan's reputation as a miracle doctor under Chang Yuan's rule is also getting louder and louder, even those ordinary people who have not been infected in the city have spontaneously erected plaques to worship Wang Xiujuan at home.

Looking at the people around her with tears in their eyes and looking at herself with a moved face, Wang Xiujuan was very emotional, these are all human lives, this is not a few, it is hundreds, thousands and tens of thousands of lives.

Nowadays, except for those who are too young and too old to bear the epidemic and die, most of the people have been rescued, and more than 90% of the plague mortality rate, under the management of her Wang Xiujuan, although there are still casualties, but it has also dropped to less than 10%.

Although she was sentimental, Wang Xiujuan asked herself that she had done her best.