Chapter 112: Brother, do you owe me another favor?

Jiang Qingyue stayed for two quarters of an hour before getting out of the carriage.

Yuxiao wanted to help, but was chased away by Jiang Qingyue.

"I'll go back and change my clothes first."

Yuxiao understood that Jiang Qingyue was worried that the foreigner in the carriage who was infected with the plague would infect others, but Yuxiao thought that she was not a weak maid. She had martial arts skills and was in good health, so she was not worried about these things.

The young lady has worked hard to cure the plague, and she doesn't want to trouble her anymore.

Since the lady said so, she just listened.

The person who said he wanted to change clothes went to the medical tent.

Jiang Qingyue didn't let Yuxiao follow her in, but just asked her to wait outside.

As usual, Jiang Qingyue examined the people, but Yuxiao frowned after only a moment's observation.

He seemed to be selecting patients randomly, but he saw all the Gentiles without exception.

Moreover, Jiang Qingyue did not wash her hands with water soaked in medicinal herbs after leaving the critical care medical tent today.

It is impossible for her, a cautious and ethical person, to make such a mistake.

Yuxiao's heart skipped a beat.

Miss, do you want all these foreigners to be infected with the plague?

When Jiang Qingyue came back from the consultation, Yuxiao followed behind her leisurely.

"Miss, do you want to infect them all with the plague?"

Jiang Qingyue shook her head.

"If you wanted them dead, why bother going to all that trouble? Just kill them. But if you don't leave two of them alive, how can you know their purpose?"

After finishing this sentence, Jiang Qingyue suddenly took out a small dry leaf hidden in her sleeve.

Yu Xiao frowned, "What is this?"

It is the middle of winter now, and the trees outside the city are bare of leaves. Where do these dry leaves come from?

"This is a medicinal herb called Jade Maiden Grass. It can clear blood and treat dysentery. Some people also use it as a medicine to treat plague."

Yuxiao was startled.

This is not their medicine.

Outside the city, without Que'er's help, Yuxiao took on the task of helping Jiang Qingyue sort the herbs. And she had to memorize all the herbs in the carriage.

But she clearly remembered that there was no such Jade Maiden Grass among those medicinal herbs.

Not only was it not in their medicinal herbs, but even the ones that the Seventh Prince had no use for did not contain this herb.

"Miss, where did you get this?"

"It fell from a Gentile."

She downplayed it, but Yuxiao's heart skipped a beat.

When she arrived outside her tent, Jiang Qingyue took off her outer coat, washed her hands, and fumigated her body with herbs before she opened the tent curtain with confidence.

"Put the clothes aside first, I need to wear them later."

Yuxiao, who wanted to help her pick up the clothes, paused, washed her hands quickly, fumigated the clothes, and then went into the tent.

Jiang Qingyue was writing and drawing on paper. When Yuxiao came to her, she had just put down her pen.

"I heard there's a Yanlai Mountain to the south of here, only four or five miles away. Go look for this medicinal herb in the mountain. If you do, I'll take as many as you can."

As he spoke, Jiang Qingyue had already handed over the paper.

Yuxiao took a look and saw a picture of a medicinal herb on the paper, just a single branch, swaying in the wind, like a young girl, vivid and lifelike.

The characteristics of this medicinal herb were even written next to it: the leaves were white, thick, with serrated edges, and the branches were covered with fuzz...

"Miss, why don't I stay in your position? The prince has so many people, and they are coming from the south. Wouldn't it be faster to let them look for it?"

Even if there were no foreigners, Yuxiao was worried that the starving people would harm Jiang Qingyue.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Qingyue shook her head and said, "Xie Lingyun has other things to plan. These foreigners have been keeping an eye on him for a long time. If one person is missing from his side, they will become suspicious."

Jiang Qingyue's eyes and heart sank.

"Besides, I need Xie Lingyun's help with something else."

After resting for a while, Jiang Qingyue went to Xie Lingyun's tent again.

Zhao Cheng was recuperating in his tent. Although his fever had subsided that day, he did not wake up for a long time.

Jiang Qingyue took his pulse and then gave him an acupuncture injection.

When she woke up from the acupuncture, she looked up and saw Xie Lingyun staring at her silver needles, so she said, "These are my own silver needles, not the same as those used by ordinary people."

Xie Lingyun could tell the difference.

He was looking at Jiang Qingyue's needlework, not caring about this.

He moved his lips and was about to ask when Zhao Cheng would wake up when Jiang Qingyue spoke.

"Deputy General Zhao should wake up tonight at the latest. I'll come and change his dressing then."

After hearing these words, Xie Lingyun felt relieved.

Jiang Qingyue disinfected the silver needle and put it into her medical bag, then turned around and looked at him directly.

"I suspect this epidemic may have already occurred during the snowstorm in Jizhou."

Xie Lingyun's eyes darkened, "What do you mean?"

Jiang Qingyue told him about the piece of Jade Maiden Grass she had just picked up.

"The leaves of the Jade Maiden Grass are thick, and it must have taken at least half a month for them to dry out like this. Jade Maiden Grass prefers heat to cold, and it simply doesn't grow north of Yanjing City. The only place nearby that has this medicinal herb is Yanlai Mountain, five miles away."

"I guess there must be someone among them who knows medicine and knows about medicinal herbs. This medicine must have been on them before coming to Daqi."

"Based on this, their intention in instigating these people to come here is probably not difficult to guess."

In fact, whether Jiang Qingyue said the latter sentence or not, Xie Lingyun more or less understood that the purpose of these people was probably to spread the epidemic into Yanjing City.

Three months ago, an epidemic did break out on the Beili border in northern Daqi. Coincidentally, Jizhou happened to be the capital closest to Beili.

Xie Lingyun's cold and deep black eyes were like ice at this moment, and the coldness in his eyes was so strong that it could reach Jiang Qingyue.

"Is it one of the three people in the intensive care unit?"

Jiang Qingyue nodded, "I guess it should be the one who is dying of illness."

When she came to see patients outside the city that day, one of the patients coughed up blood, and the other two who were supporting him were nervous and even cut in line to see the doctor. They almost knocked over the elderly person who was waiting in line in front of them.

But when Anu was lost, these people didn't react at all.

So Jiang Qingyue guessed that these foreign doctors were probably that person.

The doctors couldn't help themselves, so they could only count on Jiang Qingyue.

Xie Lingyun looked at Jiang Qingyue. When Jiang Qingyue met his gaze, her eyebrows suddenly jumped.

"Brother, why are you looking at me like that? If you want to kill someone, just take his head. I won't say anything."

Xie Lingyun raised the corner of his lips. "Taking the head is easy, but if I kill the person directly, won't it make them suspicious?"

He took a step forward and was only a few inches away from Jiang Qingyue.

"But if my cousin is willing to help and let that man die from the plague, it would save me a lot of trouble."

Jiang Qingyue chuckled.

She raised her head, her eyes full of smiles.

"If I help with this, does that mean my cousin owes me another favor?"