Chapter 54: High Fever Continues “Your Highness, what happened?”…

At first, Min Shi'an was just angry that this person put Song Yanhao on a pedestal. If Song Yanhao could come up with a countermeasure, it would be fine. If not, how could he convince the public in the future?

In matters like these, the person in a higher position should speak first.

Even after she spoke out to stop him, the Jiangzhou governor actually continued to follow her lead?!

And this was in the presence of Song Yanxuan.

Who would dare to trust this kind of fence-sitter and waverer and leave the matter to him?

"Princess, please don't blame me. He's been so busy lately that he's lost his bearings. You shouldn't take it personally."

During the stalemate, it was the Suiyang prefect who noticed something was wrong and hurriedly tried to smooth things over.

Then everyone agreed and the matter was brushed aside in a few words.

Min Shian wasn't really angry. She didn't know why, but the moment Jiangzhou Mu finished speaking, she was so angry that she suddenly became very angry. She made sarcastic remarks completely subconsciously.

Suddenly, Min Shian noticed something strange on her sleeve. She tilted her head slightly and looked down, only to see Song Yanxuan, who was standing beside her, blocking everyone's view by virtue of his tall stature, quietly pulling her sleeve.

Min Shian raised his eyebrows. What does this mean?

"There is a way, but it will take two or three days. Please be patient. Our top priority now is to settle the refugees and evacuate the city's civilians and valuables as quickly as possible."

Song Sheng paused, then continued, "You all haven't rested for several days, right? Go get some rest now. I'll go comfort the refugees later. We're going to have a long battle, so you all can't let your bodies collapse."

Upon hearing this, everyone thanked him repeatedly. They really couldn't hold on any longer. They hadn't had a full night's sleep since the accident. If they were younger, it would be fine, but they were all old and it was really hard to endure.

"Your Highness, you..."

Min Shian rushed to say, "I've also been resting along the way. I'm not sleepy yet. There are so many refugees who need to be comforted. What's more, I know some medical skills and can help."

Seeing this, Song Sheng did not force them. The two of them walked out of the tent and headed towards the refugee area nearby.

"Although these tents are waterproof, they are temporary structures after all. The rain shows no sign of stopping. I'm afraid this place will be flooded within half a month."

Min Shian looked around and said worriedly, "This isn't going to work. We need to relocate these refugees to another place as soon as possible."

Song Sheng thought for a moment and said, "Yuncheng, the westernmost city of Jiangzhou, is located at a higher altitude, and it has only been drizzling recently. However, it is far away, making it inconvenient to move."

"But now all areas of Jiangzhou are covered in dark clouds, and the refugee situation is unstable, so where to relocate them is still a big problem."

"The method I just mentioned in the tent is the large-scale transfer of refugees. However, this is a last resort and should only be implemented as a last resort."

Min Shian sighed deeply. She understood Song Yanxuan's unspoken intention. She looked at the darkened sky, where day and night were indistinguishable, and replied, "Yes."

"If these refugees are safe and healthy, it's fine. But if something happens to one of them, not only will it affect the rest of the refugees, but the entire Jiangzhou may fall."

She looked at Song Sheng and asked doubtfully, "But if we wait a few more days, it will only delay the treatment. As far as I know, there are no doctors with particularly excellent medical skills or barefoot immortals in Jiangzhou."

After saying this, Min Shian's face was full of regret. She had thought a lot before coming here, but she still made a mistake and forgot the most important thing.

How could she guarantee the health of so many people by herself?

Song Sheng stopped, turned his head and looked at her, saying gently, "Your Highness is a superb doctor. It is an honor for us to be willing to come and help you. I dare not trouble Your Highness with such trivial matters. I have already made all the arrangements."

He continued calmly, "The reason we have to wait a few days is because the miracle doctor I asked Song Chen to invite earlier will not arrive here for another two days."

Seeing that he had made all the arrangements, Min Shian no longer worried and said, "That's good."

However, after close contact with the refugees, she realized that the situation was far more serious than she had imagined.

She first went to check on the refugees who were still unconscious. Although the doctor next to her did not know her identity, he could tell that she was from a prominent family.

The doctor didn't dare to neglect her and hurriedly explained to her, "These people were already weak, and after being washed away by the flood, they had a high fever. If the fever continues like this, I'm afraid they will die."

Min Shian's expression became serious when she heard that. She paused with her outstretched fingers, then took out a handkerchief, covered her mouth and nose, and then put her hand on the man's forehead.

"hiss."

Min Shi's extended index and middle fingers seemed to be burned by a raging fire. She cried out softly, causing Song Sheng, who was checking the situation on the other side, to turn around.

The next moment, the very faint scent of agarwood mixed with the damp smell of rain came over, and Song Sheng was beside her in the blink of an eye.

"Your Highness, what happened?"

Min Shian rubbed his fingers together and shook his head, "It's okay."

Song Sheng's eyes fell on the red on her white fingers, and he said to the doctor who was standing beside him, who seemed to be burying his head in the ground, "What are you standing there for?"

"Didn't you see that Her Highness's finger was burned?"

Min Shian frowned slightly. She was just about to say that this mark would disappear naturally in a while and it was nothing serious.

But when the doctor heard it was Her Royal Highness the Princess, he took the order and ran away so fast with trembling legs that she didn't have time to stop him.

She glanced at Song Yanxuan and said unhappily, "I'm not even injured, why are you making such a fuss?"

Min Shian then sent him back and checked the conditions of several people with high fever alone.

She carefully lifted the eyelids of several people one by one and found that their pupils were a little dilated and their tongue coating was slightly black. It was not just a simple fever, but it was not a symptom of an epidemic either.

Min Shian took the pulse again. When she touched the wrists of several people, she felt it was as cold as ice. She frowned and took the pulse. The pulse was stable, but the internal organs seemed to be failing.

The doctor just happened to come back, and Min Shian immediately asked, "When did they start having fevers? Please describe their conditions in detail, the more details the better."

"Reporting to Her Royal Highness, these people suddenly developed a high fever the first night after being rescued here. It has been two days and two nights now."

The doctor's voice was trembling and he was sweating profusely, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

He continued tremblingly, "My first reaction was to suspect an epidemic, so I informed the adults and arranged for them to stay here, away from the others, just in case."

"However, we soon discovered that this was not an epidemic or a common high fever, and the other doctors could not find anything."

"These people have no other symptoms except high fever and coma. I have prescribed some common fever medicine for them, but it is of no use."

Min Shian was a little surprised because she couldn't figure out what the symptom was. This was an unprecedented situation.

She recalled ancient books and the "Record of Difficult and Miscellaneous Diseases", but could not find any useful information. Similar symptoms had never appeared in previous records.

"Is their whole body cold?"

The doctor nodded quickly.

Song Sheng appeared beside her again without her noticing and asked, "What's wrong, Your Highness?"

Min Shian didn't chase him away this time. He briefly explained the situation and continued, "Let's gather these people and move them farther away. Be prepared for the worst."

She looked at the doctor again and asked, "Are all the relatives of these people here?"

The doctor shook his head, his lips trembling as he replied, "Your Highness, I don't understand this. I'm only responsible for treating illnesses. These other matters fall under the jurisdiction of the governor and his men."

Seeing that she could not get any more information out of him, Min Shian quickly asked him to leave. Given his timid nature, if she asked a few more questions, he would probably faint.

"Song Chen, wait." She spoke in time to stop Song Chen who wanted to move several people.

Song Chen stopped as he was told, turned around and bowed, "What are your orders, Your Highness?"

Min Shian handed him a handkerchief and said, "Don't touch their skin directly, just in case."

"I dare not."

Song Chen fell to his knees with a thud, as if that was not a handkerchief but an imperial decree to behead him.

A bony hand naturally took the handkerchief. Min Shian looked at it with some confusion, but saw Song Yanxuan smiling strangely.

She blinked her eyes and realized belatedly that something like a handkerchief should not be given away casually.

"Your Highness is truly generous. I will accept your kindness."

Min Shian coughed lightly, said "You guys can do whatever you want" and hurried back to the tent.

Chuntao had already taken care of everything. Although the environment was a bit simple, she didn't have to sleep on the muddy ground.

"Master, conditions are limited. I have tried my best." Chuntao looked embarrassed. If she let her master sleep on the floor, how would she put her face if this got out?

Min Shian looked at the bed made of some branches and haystacks, as well as the clothes hanging out to dry, and smiled, "Well done, Xiaotao."

These hays should have been prepared by Chuntao from Shangjing City when she came. There is no dry place in Suiyang and Sangyan. Even the homes of wealthy merchants are damp, so there is no way they can have hay.

Then she thought of something else and said, "Song Yanxuan didn't make things difficult for you, did he?"

Chun Tao shook her head and replied, "No, Master Song didn't make things difficult for me and Song Chen for the sake of the master."

"That's fine, then you can rest quickly."

When Min Shian saw Chuntao wanted to come and help her go to bed, she chuckled and refused, "Xiaotao, I'm here to help with the disaster relief. There's no need to do this."

Then she walked to the "couch" in two or three steps and lay down with a normal expression.

"Yes, Master."

Min Shian turned over, found a relatively less uncomfortable position, and forced himself to fall asleep.

Just when she was becoming groggy and about to fall asleep, a loud thunderclap completely dispelled her sleepiness.

Min Shian frowned, and as he listened to the increasingly violent sound of water dripping from the tent, he began to feel uneasy.

She turned over and sat up, holding the umbrella and opening the tent. Chuntao wanted to follow, but she shook her head to stop her silently.

Min Shian walked outside with an umbrella, but he saw someone outside not far away.

Her eyelids twitched violently. Through the pouring rain, the white figure looked extremely distorted and strange.