The empress of fast wear is married

Chapter 883 Farming, Adorable Baby, Beautiful Lady (52)

West of the city.

Compared with the emptiness and silence of Qinghe County Mansion, this place is full of lifeless atmosphere.

The plague-stricken people were raised in isolated pens, surrounded by fences, surrounded by soldiers wearing official uniforms with knives around their waists, and guarded them airtight.

It's not that no one wanted to sneak out and escape, and didn't want to be trapped here waiting to die, but His Royal Highness issued a death order——

Fugitive, beheaded.

People infected with the epidemic cannot be allowed to escape to other places, otherwise it will only cause a huge disaster and bring about an even greater disaster.

This prince is kind but also decisive.

After beheading a few plague-stricken people who tried to escape in the middle of the night, these people never dared to make trouble and flee again.

However, if it takes a long time, even force and blood will not be able to suppress these desperate people in darkness...

"His Royal Highness." The guard greeted with cupped fists. His face was covered with a white coarse cloth to cover his mouth and nose, but there was a little joy in his eyes. "How are you?"

"Hmm." Ji Yu raised his hand, "Has there been any trouble in the quarantine area recently?"

"There is no big trouble." The chief guard led the crowd in, sighed, and couldn't help but sigh, "It's just that more and more people died in this plague, and they couldn't even go to the ground for peace. It's... not a good taste."

Not far away, there was a fire, and the officers and soldiers carried the corpse up and burned it to ashes.

Black smoke billowed from the sky, and the air was filled with a strong and pungent smell.

Zhou Xinglin looked ashamed and blamed himself, "Your Highness, I was useless and failed to find a cure for the plague in time."

"Doctor Zhou has done a good job. Those who died of the disease cannot be directly buried. Otherwise, even the water source under this land will be polluted, and the next year's crops will not be harvested."

Fenghua said, and handed a veil to Ji Yu, "Before going over, Your Highness should cover it up first. Although His Highness's condition has improved, it is inevitable that he will suffer repeatedly."

"Thank you girl."

The slender and beautiful prince in white clothes smiled slightly under the faint golden light of autumn, and took the white veil from Fenghua's hand and put it on.

The veil is hazy, adding a bit of ethereal and fairy-like air, just like characters walking out of ancient paintings.

Fenghua admired the beauty of His Highness the Crown Prince, looked away lightly, and said to the chief guard in charge of the quarantine area, "Take me to the medical room here."

The chief guard had never seen Fenghua before, and saw that she was a woman, so he didn't take orders immediately, but turned his attention to the honorable prince, "Your Highness..."

"Everything is under the orders of Dr. Ziwei." Ji Yu fully delegated the authority to Fenghua.

Ziwei is the pseudonym Fenghua gave herself.

Turn the word Ziwei upside down and look at it——

Wei Zi.

The chief guard was shocked, "Is this girl a miracle doctor?"

"That's right." Zhou Xinglin was extremely convinced by Fenghua now, and said beforehand, "It was the divine doctor Ziwei who cured the plague on me and His Highness!"

Zhou Xinglin's medical skills are already unrivaled in the world, one can imagine how powerful someone who can be called a miracle doctor by him is!

The head of the guard's eyes became respectful in an instant, "Please save the people of Qinghe, the divine doctor."

"must."

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The conditions in the plague quarantine area were difficult, and they could only enter but not exit. Even if the area surrounded by fences and soldiers continued to expand, the places where the patients lived were still very crowded.

Take a look around.

Ji Yu's eyes darkened, "The epidemic is much more serious than I imagined, and there is no need to delay."

(End of this chapter)