Crossing the bar on the tyrant: the only favorite

Chapter 702 Going to the Epidemic Area 3
Two days later, the disaster relief team led by the emperor himself left the imperial city and headed for Qingzhi County.

Accompanying him were Murong Qixuan, a team of imperial physicians, and a large number of medicinal herbs.Of course, the protection of the guards and the army is indispensable.

Qingzhi County is not very far from the imperial city, and they arrived at Qingzhi County on the same day.

In the past two days, Qiu Yishui had already discussed various plans with Murong Qixuan and Zhang Yuanshi.

Needless to say, the medicinal materials for curing diseases are also equipped with disinfectant and lime.In addition, masks and protective clothing are also prepared.

Entering Qingzhi County, there were endless mourning along the way, and white flags could be seen flying everywhere in the wilderness, and several funeral procession teams avoided the roadside to make way for them.

Seeing this, Qiu Yishui frowned, and said to Cang Mo: "It is not acceptable to bury the dead hastily, and the disease on the deceased will be passed on to others."

"Then what do you say?"

Cang Mo didn't know anything about it. It's only natural for people to be buried in the ground after death. Is there any other way?
Qiu Yishui replied: "After a person dies, they should be disinfected with disinfectant and lime water immediately, and then cremated."

"How can this be done?" Cang Mo objected immediately, "Sprinkling medicine and lime on the dead is disrespectful to the dead. Moreover, the punishment of burning is usually only imposed on evildoers, and they are all good people. "

Qiu Yishui looked at him helplessly, even Cang Mo's reaction was so intense, let alone the common people.

Patiently explained to him: "They have disease on their bodies, and it is very difficult to cure the disease if they don't do this. I remember that there was a great plague in history, and everyone was helpless. Finally, a big fire broke out to eradicate the disease. .There is only so much we can do.”

Cang Mo's face was troubled.

"I can understand what you said, but how do you explain it to the people? They are already very sad when they lose their loved ones, and their own lives are hanging by a thread, and they are in constant fear. If you do this again, I'm afraid it will arouse public anger and cause turmoil. "

Qiu Yishui said encouragingly: "If you don't try it, how will you know if it will work? Just because their lives are hanging by a thread, we can take this opportunity to persuade them."

(End of this chapter)