Chapter 373
"Where are people?" Li Yuanchu asked.

"It's all in Nancheng, and all the patients are concentrated there." A man who looked like a head guard replied.

"Lead the way." Li Yuanchu ordered.

"Yes."

The formerly prosperous Nancheng has now become a hell on earth.

The streets and various houses were full of patients lying on the ground. A dozen or so doctors were sweating profusely, surrounded by a large number of soldiers guarding them.

As long as someone died here, they were immediately dragged out and burned outside the city gate.

There was an unpleasant smell in the air.

The appearance of Su Qingqing and his party caused commotion among the common people.

"The official has seen the prince." The prefect just got the news that the person who came was King Lin. Although they were wearing strange clothes, he still judged it based on the position of Li Yuanchu.

The magistrate's face was dark gray, and he could tell he hadn't rested well.

Su Qingqing nodded, this place is so chaotic, as a magistrate, he can still insist on being on the scene, this official is worthy of admiration.

"Stretch out your hand." Su Qingqing first judged whether he was infected with the plague.

"Ah?" The magistrate was taken aback, not knowing where she came from.

"Didn't you hear that?" Li Yuanchu was angry.

"Yes. I heard it." The magistrate hastily stretched out his wrist.

Su Qingqing personally took his pulse. Fortunately, the magistrate's body is basically healthy except for fatigue. "Take this pill."

Huang Qi handed over a yellow pill.

The magistrate was at a loss, but seeing Li Yuanchu looking at him displeasedly, he lowered his head gratefully and swallowed the pill.

"This is a pill to prevent plague." Su Qingqing explained.

"Thank you, miss." The magistrate was overjoyed.This girl has a preventive pill, does it mean that the people of Weicheng are saved?

When the people knew that it was King Lin who came, all those who could move knelt down and kowtowed to him, begging Li Yuanchu to save them.

The sound of weeping blood was unbearable.

"This king has brought a group of doctors this time, and he has already thought of a way to treat you. However, you are waiting in line for treatment. If anyone messes up, kill him!" Li Yuanchu's stern words echoed in everyone's ears for a long time. echoed.

All the people kowtowed to thank them.

The situation was so critical, Su Qingqing took her own people and the extra Hu Mao and Yang Chen and sat down at the side of the straight table.

The remaining three imperial physicians were assigned to the original doctor.

People lined up and began to come over. Su Qingqing skillfully took the pulse and wrote down the prescription.

For seriously ill patients, they also assisted with dripping injections, and at the same time, topical ointments were also distributed.

Hu Mao and Yang Chen were once again thankful that they made the right choice. They learned a lot from Su Qingqing.Even though the boys and girls under her command are not very old, but their basic skills are very solid.

While Su Qingqing saw a doctor and treated people, she also discussed with her subordinates from time to time, which medicines to use for which symptoms.

It is this seriousness that cannot be ignored.

Suspended needles are a rare thing, except for those who are severely ill and unable to move, they are willing to accept it, but those with milder symptoms are not sympathetic, and they all go to Doctor Wang.

Doctor Wang looked at the elders in the queue on his side, and couldn't help feeling proud.

Li Yuanchu was not idle either. He asked the magistrate to go back to rest for a morning, and he was taken by the yamen servants. He asked the sergeant to beat gongs and drums to announce that the preventive decoction would be made on Dongchengmen Street and distributed to the people for free, and porridge would also be distributed free of charge.

After hearing the news, the panic-stricken people knew that King Lin was not afraid of the plague and personally brought the imperial doctor here. They were all grateful, and their hostility towards the court was much less.

"My lord knows that everyone is very hard, and the loss of their loved ones is even more painful. But if the corpses are not burned, the plague in Weicheng will not be cured, and of course more people will die. Please bear the pain for yourself and others Some." Li Yuanchu's painful speech moved the common people.

However, the dead are gone, and the living must look forward.

"My king promised everyone that if the plague in Weicheng is not eradicated, I will not leave." Finally, he also made a promise.

The people all cheered when they heard it.

"This is the basic method to prevent the plague. As long as everyone insists on doing it, the plague will definitely leave everyone, and Weicheng will restore its original prosperity." This is Su Qingqing's idea for him.

Only with the cooperation of all the residents can the plague be eradicated.

"Support the prince."

"For our Weicheng, we all work together to fight the plague."

Some of the people who shouted slogans were arranged by Li Yuanchu, but they resonated with everyone.

Su Qingqing said a word that makes sense, psychological treatment is even better than physical healing.

In fact, this is indeed the case. In the morning, the common people spontaneously took the quicklime back, and took the initiative to let the government officials and sergeants spray the potion at home.

The quilts used by the dead relatives were also voluntarily handed over and burned directly on the street, and the whole city entered a comprehensive battle against the plague.

"Langzhong, save my son, he is the only one in our family." In the hardest-hit area, a woman cried and knelt down.

Physician Wang went over to have a look, then shook his head, "Wait, as long as you swallow your breath, it will burn." He sighed and sat back.

"No, no, I only have one son, you must save him, he must not die." The woman was crying out of her mind.

Hearing that she was crying so miserably, Su Qingqing couldn't help but knelt down to look at the young man.

The young man lying on the ground was vomiting blood, his face was dark yellow, and his breathing was much weaker.Try his forehead, it's getting a fever.

"Aggravating Baihu Decoction, eight qian for gypsum, and six qian for Yuanshen." Su Qingqing casually reported the prescription.

The girl following her immediately followed suit to grab the medicine.

"Replenish body fluids, a dose of gentamicin. Ointment for external use." He also ordered the busy young man in charge of external medicine.

The woman saw that she was doing things in an orderly manner, and it seemed that her son was saved, so she knelt on the ground and kowtowed to her.

"It would be better if you don't get in the way." Su Qingqing said coldly.

The woman didn't dare to make a fuss when she heard it, and quickly retreated to her son's side.

Su Qingqing was afraid that she would also be infected, so she immediately asked her to get a preventive soup from the place where the soup was distributed not far away.

Doctor Wang couldn't help sneering when she saw her take the initiative to save a dying person.That woman loved her son dearly, otherwise she would not have followed her without fear of infection. If Su Qingqing couldn't save her son, there would be a good show.

(End of this chapter)

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