Chapter 198 Acne Scars

"Mom, please don't join in the fun."

Ji Changqing held his forehead.

"What would people think if the whole family, young and old, went on the road together?"

"Those who knew me thought I was using my power for personal gain to take my family on a sightseeing trip; those who didn't knew me thought I was taking my family with me to join the rebels."

Feng Qingsui: “…”

Qi snorted coldly.

"You don't even care about your own life, so why do you care about what others think?"

Ji Changqing sighed deeply.

"Although the Third Battalion of the Capital is nominally under my command, it is actually under the command of the Admiral. However, I am still in command of the troops. How can His Majesty allow you to leave the capital with me?"

Qi glared at him and said, "If you were willing to stay in the capital, would I be a hostage?"

Feng Qingsui comforted her, "Mother, don't be angry. I'll help you convince the Second Master to stay."

Qi: "You should stay in the capital too!"

Feng Qingsui: “…”

Ji Changqing: (＾ω＾)

"Still laughing!"

Qi caught him and scolded him severely.

After a while, Feng Qingsui and Ji Changqing came out of Ci'an Hall with their necks shrunk like quails.

"Mother is really full of energy."

Feng Qingsui sighed.

Ji Changqing nodded woodenly.

"She should be the imperial envoy."

Feng Qingsui: “…”

She turned her head and took a peek, then asked quietly, "Second Master, are you still going to be the imperial envoy?"

Ji Changqing had a blank expression on his face: "What do you think?"

The imperial decree is not a matchmaker's matchmaking, you can refuse it if you want.

Feng Qingsui immediately understood.

"Then I'll prepare one or two first."

Ji Changqing frowned: "Do you really want to go with me?"

"Is there any fake one?"

Feng Qingsui smiled.

"My master is under strict guard right now. I can't do anything, and neither can anyone else. Don't worry about it for now. Might as well take this opportunity to settle some scores."

Ji Changqing: “…”

All the grudges have to be settled in a queue, and he is even busier than the prime minister.

"In that case," he said slowly, "I recommend that you become a medical officer. It would be more legitimate."

Feng Qingsui blinked: "Just a random recommendation can make you a medical officer?"

Ji Changqing: “…”

“Can my recommendation be the same as someone else’s?”

Feng Qingsui smiled and said, "Thank you very much, Second Master. I never thought I would be able to get a government position in my lifetime."

Then he asked, "Is it possible to resign from this position?"

But don't look back and she'll be charged with desertion if she runs away.

Ji Changqing: “…”

How afraid are you of being trapped?

"An accompanying medical officer refers to a civilian doctor temporarily recruited, or a low-level doctor dispatched by the Imperial Hospital. They have no official rank."

Feng Qingsui: "...I thought he was at least an official, but it turns out he's just a convict."

Ji Changqing looked at her deeply.

"If you want to join the Imperial Hospital and become a high-ranking physician, I can also recommend you."

Feng Qingsui waved his hand.

"I am already a third-rank imperial lady, and I am content."

Ji Changqing: “…”

Now he remembered that he had an imperial edict?

Feng Qingsui was leaving Beijing, so he naturally had to inform his master.

Diwu Qingqing was concentrating on compiling medical books in Fengyi Palace, and was oblivious to what was happening outside. Only when she received a message from Feng Qingsui via carrier pigeon did she learn about the Hezhou dike breach and civil unrest.

His face suddenly darkened.

When the emperor came to Fengyi Palace at night and wanted to stay in a side hall, she went to the side hall to find him.

"There have been frequent heavy rains recently. Are any counties along the Jin River affected?"

The smile in the emperor's eyes when he saw her instantly sank.

"Even if a county is hit by a disaster, it won't affect your compilation of medical books. Why do you care about it?"

“I want to do disaster relief.”

The emperor's expression grew even colder.

"Daxi is full of talented people. It's not the turn of a queen to personally provide disaster relief."

"You know exactly what I'm worried about."

Fifth, frown slightly.

"This year's spring and summer weather has been unusually bad, and there's a high probability of a major epidemic. The people affected are already living in the open air, lacking food and clothing. If they were to be hit by an epidemic—"

"I have recruited doctors from the Imperial Hospital and the public to serve as accompanying medical officers. They will accompany the army to the disaster area. You don't have to worry."

The emperor interrupted her.

"If you have the time to spare, why not pay more attention to my dragon body?"

The Fifth looked at him gently and steadily: "If there is a major epidemic, how do you plan to deal with it?"

The emperor looked out the window at the heavy rain pouring down.

"Queen, you should prepare less for the worst and pray more for the well-being of the people."

There was a hint of sarcasm on the corner of Diwu's lips.

Pray if it helps.

Jiangzhou would not have been a sea of ​​blood and corpses back then.

She turned and went back to the bedroom.

He copied the treatment strategies for various epidemics that he had compiled and gave it to Feng Qingsui.

Feng Qingsui traveled with her on many occasions and had also been to epidemic areas. He was familiar with most of the epidemic treatment plans written in her epidemic prevention policies.

There is only one exception.

Acne.

The master actually listed a recipe to prevent smallpox infection.

"Pollus can actually be prevented," she marveled. "As long as you've been vaccinated against cowpox, you won't get it."

Why is such a simple prevention method not promoted?

Could it be a solution that Master recently discovered?

She suddenly remembered something and rolled up her left sleeve, revealing two round indentations the size of beans on her upper arm.

After her master took her away from Beijing, the first province they went to was Yunzhou.

At that time she was still a little blind girl and could not see anything. Her master told her to scarify her arms to prevent disease, so she followed his instructions.

I rowed twice in total, about three months apart.

After each scratch, a pustule appears and a dent is left.

After studying medicine, she once asked her master what this disease prevention method was, and the master said he would tell her later.

This push has led to today.

However, although vaccination is simple, it is not easy to get the vaccine.

The master wrote in the plan that it is rare for cattle to be infected with pox, and even if they do, the symptoms may be very mild and difficult to identify.

And not all acne treatments are effective.

It is necessary to search in advance, concentrate on breeding, and cultivate smallpox vaccines before large-scale vaccination can be carried out.

Although there has not been a large-scale outbreak of acne in recent years, if an epidemic occurs, anything can happen. It is always better to be prepared in advance than to regret it later.

She copied a copy and sent it to Canghaixuan to Ji Changqing.

After reading it, Ji Changqing's eyes lingered on the page about smallpox prevention and treatment plans.

"What's wrong?"

Feng Qingsui asked doubtfully.

"People who have been vaccinated against cowpox, just like people who have had pox, will not be infected with pox?"

He repeated the sentences in the plan.

Feng Qingsui nodded.

She then told him that her master had vaccinated her with cowpox and described the appearance of the smallpox scars.

"It's okay if I show it to you."

When Ji Changqing heard that the acne scar was on his upper arm, he quickly said, "No need."

Do not look at anything indecent.

After calming down, he asked, "Did your master mention when she discovered this preventive method?"

Feng Qingsui shook his head. "She never mentioned it. She didn't even tell me directly when she vaccinated me against smallpox."

"Can you ask for me?"

Feng Qingsui didn't know why he was interested in discovering time, but he still agreed.

When he returned to the hospital, he gave the letter to his master.

After Diwu Qingqing received the letter delivered by the carrier pigeon, she looked at the questions on it and did not move for a long time.

Until the carrier pigeon pecked her finger impatiently, urging her to write back.

She just wrote the time on the back of the letter.

"Twenty-seven years ago."

A quarter of an hour later, Feng Qingsui received the reply and told Ji Changqing the answer.

Ji Changqing also did not move for a long time.