An Qien's uneasiness became even heavier, An Shi'an frowned and anxiously prepared to report to Lu Bochu, but An Qien stopped him.

Afraid of causing panic, she pulled An Shi'an aside and told her what Yu Lan had told her, and she suspected that the plague might have spread to Jingyang.

An Shi'an was even more nervous, with light sweat on his forehead, and looked anxiously at the craftsmen who were working not far away with his hands on his waist.

An Qien said worriedly: "Since ancient times, plagues have been troublesome, and they have been difficult to treat for a long time, and now this situation seems to be spreading. ”

An Shi'an frowned and told her: "You protect yourself and go back quickly, think about whether you can be treated quickly, while there is no big chaos now, the chaos will be troublesome, I will discuss the countermeasures with the prince." ”

"Hurry back, it's not safe here!"

An Qien told him uneasily: "Brother should also do a good job of protection, Qien will go back first." ”

An Shi'an didn't delay for a second and hurriedly came over to find Lu Bochu, Lu Bochu also wore masks, not only that, but all the craftsmen wore masks.

This was mandatory for him, and he felt that this high fever and flu were easy to contagious, and he was afraid that the infection would be more and more delayed, so he thought of this method.

As soon as he finished explaining the precautions for stewardship, he saw An Shi'an coming over, and happened to see An Qien's back in the distance.

He was instantly upset in his heart, this person is here, why don't you come and say hello to him, he is the prince.

Lu Bochu just wanted to ask An Qien what delicious food he had sent, when he heard An Shi'an's voice that something bad was going on.

"Lord Wang, there is something important to report on your humble position."

As he spoke, he gave Lu Bochu a look and motioned to speak in a place where no one was around.

The two came to the lounge, and An Shi'an told Lu Bochu about the plague and the death of the craftsmen.

Although it is not 100% of the plague at the moment, the current situation is also very serious.

Lu Bochu frowned and ordered with a heavy face: "Stop work, let them not go out, ask more Lang Zhong to make sure that there is no plague, and the city gate is strictly guarded." ”

An Shi'an immediately went to do it.

The workers stopped work one after another to go home, and Lu Bochu ordered someone to send a fever and cold medicine to all the workers.

The high fever of a large number of people has made Jingyang have a shortage of herbal medicines, and Lu Bochu gathered all the Langzhong in Jingyang together.

Let them find a way to treat it quickly, and these Lang Zhong have successively received some people who have died of high fever in the past few days.

I didn't care about it at first, but now there are more and more cases of this kind, and at the same time, Lang Zhong was infected with a high fever and died of coughing.

Lang Zhong's comprehensive analysis is that there is indeed a plague in Jingyang, and the infection period is slow, but once the disease occurs, if there is no symptomatic treatment, it is basically a quick death.

The Lang Zhong all wore masks and hats, and they were tightly encircled.

They proposed a lockdown and quarantine system, otherwise the situation would be more chaotic due to widespread infection.

Lu Bochu immediately ordered people to seal the city, and ordered the people not to go out, and no one was allowed on the streets.

The plague can't be controlled without medicine, and Jingyang also needs a large number of disinfectants, Lu Bochu quickly wrote a letter to Emperor Changshun, in which he told him about the situation in Jingyang.

But Shangjing is too far away from Jingyang, and if you wait for Shangjing's help, Jingyang may not be able to survive.

Lu Bochu was trying to find a way to buy herbs from neighboring cities or other countries.

Lang Zhong is not enough at all, because some people can't stand the sin of high fever and cough, so they run out to find Lang Zhong, a few people who were sparse at first, and after a while, there were more and more people.

No one wants to wait for death at home, there is so much for Langzhong, and it is all up to him to fight for it.

Some Lang Zhong are afraid of death and fear of being infected, so they are sick at home, which makes the current situation even more dire.

When Lu Bochu learned that the people infected with the plague on the streets were looking for Langzhong everywhere, he suddenly felt bad, and suddenly thought of some nervous order to Agui: "Take a few officers and soldiers to guard the Anfu, don't let An Niangzi come out!" ”

She knows how to heal, some people in Jingyang know it, she is kind-hearted, Lu Bochu is worried that she will treat patients, this is a plague, it is terrible to be infected!

Lu Bochu repeatedly told Ah Gui: "I can't let her out, whoever lets her out, whose life I want." ”

Ah Gui didn't expect the prince to care so much about Mrs. An, he replied respectfully: "Yes, the slave will do it." ”

Lu Bochu didn't realize that he cared so much about An Qien, if it was an ordinary disease, she would have seen it, this was a plague! He couldn't take the slightest risk.

But when Agui came to Anfu with the officers and soldiers, An Qien had already taken basic protective measures with a mask and a hat, and also brought gloves to see the patient.

Dozens of patients were lying at the gate of her house, and the maids in the house couldn't boil the medicine, so she took the pulse of these people, saw a doctor, and fed the medicine first if it was serious.

The three maids of Qingbi, Bailu, and Minghua are also taking protective measures to take care of the people infected with the plague.

Seeing this, Agui hurriedly begged An Qien to return to the house: "An Niangzi, don't embarrass the slave, the prince is already in charge of this matter, please go back to the house." ”

An Qien didn't stop his hand, fed an old woman with a high fever medicine, and said to him casually: "Now Langzhong is obviously not enough, if I don't care anymore, it will be corpses everywhere, and it will be more serious when the time comes, don't waste time with me, go and tell the prince to disinfect the streets and control the city gates." ”

Ah Gui couldn't persuade him, and hurriedly ran back to the house to restore his life, Lu Boyan was not idle, he kept writing letters for people to send out, and he could only ask for help if he was not rich in domestic funds.

An Shi'an bought a batch of herbs for high fever from Qi Guo and hurriedly transported them back, just in time to hear Agui's report: "Lord Wang, there are already many plague patients lying at the door of An Niangzi's house, and she is treating them one by one, and the slaves are useless and can't persuade An Niangzi." ”

Ah Gui lowered his head, deeply feeling his incompetence.

An Shi'an was also very worried when he heard that his sister was treating the patients of the plague, but there was no better way now, if he couldn't find a way to treat the plague, the people in Jingyang City would not be able to escape.

Lu Bochu frowned, and when he saw An Shi'an coming, he asked urgently, "Have you bought the herbs back?" ”

An Shi'an hugged his fists: "I bought it back when I went back to the prince, but it is estimated that it is only enough for three days." ”

Lu Bochu ordered with a solemn expression: "Distribute it to those in need, and now order people to use atractylodes powder and red dates, pound them into pills, and then burn them, and disinfect the whole city." ”

He was a man who had experienced the plague, and he used this method to disinfect the plague when it occurred in the palace.

An Shi'an clenched his fists: "I'll do it." ”

Lu Bochu went to find An Qien uneasily, got out of the carriage, and the ground was full of people who were dying of the plague, and they all slept at the door of An Qien's house.

Some people also brought quilts and pillows, and it seemed that they were going to die at the door of An Qien's house.

Someone saw Lu Bochu coming, he couldn't sit up, stretched out his hand and whispered for help: "Lord, lord, help..... Help......."

An Qien is very busy, feeding medicine to this patient for a while, and feeding medicine to that patient for a while, and he has no time to breathe.

Lu Bochu saw her thin body squatting on the ground and busy, and his heart felt bitter, and an inexplicable feeling of distress came up.

He walked over quietly, An Qien had just given medicine to a little child, maybe she had been squatting for too long, she was getting up and not steady, and she was about to sit on the ground with a butt.

Suddenly, a large, powerful hand grabbed her arm from behind and pulled her up so that she would not sit on the ground.

An Qien looked back nervously, and from the man's deep and tenacious eyes, she recognized this person as Lu Bochu.

An Qien subconsciously took a step back, and blessed his body with a gentle and polite body: "Lord Wang, ten thousand blessings." ”

Lu Bochu could only vaguely see her eyes, and he couldn't bear to ask: "If you're tired, go back and rest, this king will let people take care of it here." ”

An Qien respectfully lowered his eyebrows and replied: "Lord Wang, the current situation is grim, Langzhong is short of manpower, Qien just wants to do his best, Lord Wang doesn't have to worry, Qien will do a good job of protection." ”

Lu Bochu couldn't persuade her, knowing that she was stubborn and had to do what he believed, he didn't say anything.

Glancing at the dying people on the ground, he said heavily: "Thank you for your hard work, the immediate priority is to quickly find a cure for the plague." ”

"Lady, it's not good, this old man can't do it."

Suddenly, Qingbi's nervous voice came.

An Qien hurriedly walked over, the old man was already out of breath, and he had only drunk the burnt an hour ago, and suddenly it didn't work, An Qien's expression was serious, and she couldn't find the right prescription now.

Lu Bochu ordered his subordinates to carry the dead old man away and dispose of it, and suddenly the scene became chaotic, coughing and coughing, shouting cold and shouting cold, saying that it was uncomfortable and couldn't breathe.

Seeing that someone was dead, the hearts of these plague people were even more panicked.

At this time, there were more and more people who came to An Qien to ask for help, Lu Bochu felt that this was not a way, I was afraid that An Qien would be tired to death if he didn't find a prescription for treatment.

He immediately said: "There will be Lang Zhong coming, you go with this king." ”

When the words fell, he didn't care whether An Qien agreed or not, he directly took her hand and walked to the carriage, An Qien was stunned that men and women in the public were not kissed, and the prince actually pulled her, which was not good for anyone.

She didn't know if she was nervous or because she was afraid of others gossiping, her heart was beating extremely fast, and her face couldn't help but burn.

At this time, when the plague man saw An Qien leaving, he knelt on the ground and cried, "Lord Wang, save us...... You can't take Ann Niangzi away, otherwise we'll all be dead. ”

As soon as they heard that An Qien was leaving, the people lying on the ground immediately panicked and cried and begged An Qien to stay.

An Qien couldn't bear it, but she really didn't have a better way at the moment.

Lu Bochu said majestically: "You have exhausted her, who will treat you!" There will be Lang Zhong to prescribe medicine for you, and those who should go back should go back quickly, this is the plague If it is transmitted to An Niangzi, it will be a loss for more people. ”

As soon as Lu Bochu spoke, he didn't dare to come out.

He firmly pulled An Qien to the carriage, An Qien really couldn't bear it, there was no way to stay in the house, otherwise she would either be tired to death or be infected sooner or later.

By Lu Bochu, she could study the prescription well.