Chapter 57 Plague Outbreak

Jiang Yu was stunned by what Jiang Qingqing said.

"Isn't it?"

He asked back naturally.

Jiang Qingqing glanced at him with disdain and said ruthlessly, "Only someone like you can't survive the first volume. We can at least make it to the end."

The third sister-in-law laughed so hard that her stomach hurt when she heard Jiang Qingqing insulting Jiang Yu.

I was also curious for a moment, "Your Highness, your skirt today is really special. What kind of material is it? It's so shiny?"

Jiang Qingqing lowered her head and looked at it. "I don't know either, but I have prepared it for you."

I've been too busy recently and haven't had time to prepare a change of clothes for everyone.

All the shops and workshops in Xuzhou were abandoned, some looted and some sealed off. If one wanted new clothes and cloth boots, they had to find the materials themselves.

Jiang Qingqing took the sisters-in-law by the arm and greeted them:

"Come with me, sisters-in-law. I have plenty of cloth in my room that I can make new clothes for you all."

I originally wanted to ask the gods to get her ready-made clothes, but after thinking about it, I decided to let my sisters-in-law do it themselves.

You can choose the color you like.

You can also sew it according to your own body shape and clothing preferences.

Not to mention that the gods also gave them a sacred object there - a sewing machine, which is said to be able to make several pieces of clothing a day.

When talking about new clothes, the four sisters-in-law's eyes lit up.

Jiang Qingqing came quickly and left quickly.

Without noticing, he took all four of his sisters-in-law away.

The narrow bedroom space suddenly became much wider.

Jiang Yu sat at the head of the bed, staring at her as she left the bedroom without even turning her head and explaining, feeling both pained and confused in her heart.

What is going on here?

Finally, it was from Brother Jiang that I learned that the Jiang family was saved by Jiang Qingqing.

There are also powerful gods to help.

Jiang Yu's eyes flickered slightly.

I feel ridiculous that I once treated God as an imaginary enemy!

As Jiang Qingqing said, that is a high and mighty God, how can we defile it with the secular world of mortals?

"Brother, have you offered incense to the gods?"

Brother Jiang then remembered:

"Yes! We haven't offered incense yet. So many things have happened recently. Let's choose a day and let our Jiang family burn incense to the gods."

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The four sisters-in-law were choosing fabrics in Jiang Qingqing's room.

It looks good no matter how you look at it.

Just picked up a few.

Instead, the four old-fashioned foot-operated sewing machines standing by took them a lot of time and effort.

The sewing machine came with an instruction manual, the kind with a person demonstrating how to thread the needle and thread the thread, but the principles behind it were very different from traditional hand sewing.

The sisters-in-law were already sweating profusely.

I was just about to suggest that they just use ordinary needle and thread, but I didn’t expect that my second sister-in-law would succeed in her attempt.

The sound of bearings turning could be heard, and the cloth on the workbench was actually being sewn quickly with silk thread.

“It’s amazing!”

The third sister-in-law exclaimed.

I also want to go forward and try it.

They were used to needlework, but it would take at least three or four days to sew a piece of clothing.

But if I have this machine, two or three pieces a day is not a problem!

Just as they were about to discuss the wonders of this machine, Brother Jiang's anxious voice came from outside the door: "Is Your Highness in there? Something's happened to the people in the city!"

The people in the room looked at each other, with uneasiness in their eyes.

It's only been two days since the city was closed. Could something happen so soon?

Jiang Qingqing followed Brother Jiang to the front hall. There was a doctor with a silk cloth on his face. When Jiang Qingqing approached to ask about the situation, he retreated in panic.

Afraid of close contact with Jiang Qingqing.

Jiang Qingqing frowned, "What happened in the city?"

The doctor knelt on the ground, his voice trembling, "Your Highness, an inexplicable bird plague has appeared in the city today. No fewer than a hundred people have come to our hospital seeking medicine."

Before the unrest in Xuzhou, Doctor Zhao opened a clinic in an alley.

They have been practicing medicine for generations and have an excellent reputation.

Now that the clinic is closed, everyone can only go to his house to ask for medicine.

"People who came to see the doctor all had high fever, cough, headache, and muscle pain. I suspect... I suspect it's plague."

"plague!"

As soon as Doctor Zhao finished speaking, Brother Jiang spoke in disbelief.

The scene of the plague ten years ago is still vivid in my mind.

Flames shot up into the sky, the flames started by those who had suddenly died. Cries shook the heavens, and the entire city was immersed in sorrow.

"Are you sure it's the plague?"

Jiang's mother asked in a serious tone.

Doctor Zhao nodded.

"Based on my decades of medical experience, this is indeed a plague."

"Something strange happened in the city this morning. The streets were littered with dead birds. And the people who came seeking medical treatment had all eaten the meat of those birds."

Doctor Zhao's words silenced everyone.

Jiang Qingqing calmed down and asked in detail about the current symptoms of the people.

I also asked Doctor Zhao to write me a prescription.

List the medicinal herbs that are most effective in treating plague.

He comforted her, "Doctor Zhao, please get up first. Don't worry, there will be a way."

During the process, Brother Jiang also revealed many previous methods of treating plague.

Jiang Qingqing glanced sideways, wondering if they could follow the same approach as before and asked, "How was the plague resolved ten years ago?"

Brother Jiang hesitated to speak, and finally it was Mother Jiang who spoke.

There was a lot of sadness in his tone.

"We managed to get through it. We sealed off the city and burned the bodies. The imperial physicians came to the palace, but they had little effect."

Jiang Qingqing pursed her lips.

It turns out that behind the plague is the destruction of families and the death of people. Even my mother and father can't find a cure?

Jiang Qingqing copied a prescription from Doctor Zhao and returned to her room with it.

"Wait for me for a moment, I'll look for the gods."

The image of the god has already been established in the hearts of everyone in the Jiang family, and they are also looking at Jiang Qingqing's back with full anticipation as she leaves.

I wonder if the gods will save Xuzhou again this time?

After Jiang Qingqing left, Jiang Yu, who had been listening quietly, suddenly spoke:

"Mother, today is worse than tomorrow. Let's go get some incense and burn it to the gods."

Mother Jiang nodded and stood up from her chair. "Let's go and call everyone in the Jiang family."

This is what should be done.

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Jiang Qingqing returned to the room

Fu Zhengnan was called up, but there was no response for a long time.

At this time, Fu Zhengnan had just left the Haicheng airport. He had been on a flight for nearly 15 hours last night. As soon as he came out today, he was surrounded by a group of media.

"Mr. Fu, I heard that you were defrauded of nearly 100 million yuan by an overseas pig-killing scam. Is this true?"

"I'd like to ask if you have anything to say to shareholders. Will this incident affect your company's stock?"

"As the president of the Fu Group, you were scammed online. Does this mean that the Fu Group has run out of useful people?"

"Please answer!"

The flash was directed at Fu Zhengnan's face, shooting rapidly.

The microphones were almost pressed to his lips.

Some of them are broadcast live on the Internet, explaining from time to time:

"We've now met the protagonist of this billion-dollar pig-killing scam. Let's see how he will explain this farce."