Reborn on the Wedding Night, the摄政王妃 Says She Was Wrong

A possessive and obsessive Prince? A dark-bellied Princess Consort with the support of a system that grants mastery over both medicine and poison. A journey of mutual devotion...

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Chapter 127 Smallpox

As Yun Qingluo predicted, something did indeed happen.

Mo Feng came to report with a grim expression, saying that most of the people brought out from the cellar were suffering from serious diseases.

Yun Qingluo was startled. "What symptoms did you see in the infected people?"

Mo Feng recalled the events and replied, "I found that many people are covered in red rashes, some of which have already scabbed over, and there are also some indescribable marks on their faces."

Yun Qingluo's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly pulled Mo Beichen back, asking, "You've been in contact with the patient?"

Mo Feng panicked when he saw Yun Qingluo avoiding him as if he were a plague. He hurriedly explained, "I was just giving orders from outside and didn't go up to check on the patients, so I can't say for sure what's on their faces."

Yun Qingluo's breath hitched, and she took a step outside. "I'll go take a look."

Mo Beichen, who was standing to the side, finally moved. He took a few steps forward and grabbed Yun Qingluo, "Luoluo, do you know what illness it is?"

Yun Qingluo stopped, her voice tinged with bitterness, "Smallpox."

Upon hearing this, Mo Feng hurriedly retreated, moving further away from Mo Beichen and Yun Qingluo.

Mo Beichen's eyes darkened, and he hurriedly pulled Yun Qingluo into his arms, "You can't go."

Seeing the two of them looking like they were facing a formidable enemy, Yun Qingluo sighed inwardly.

Smallpox, a highly contagious disease caused by the smallpox virus, was considered an extremely terrifying scourge by people in ancient times.

Their nervousness is understandable.

Yun Qingluo looked up at Mo Beichen and said, "Achen, do you believe me?"

Mo Beichen's brows furrowed in struggle, but he finally exhaled slowly and said firmly, "I believe you."

He then released Yun Qingluo's hand and watched her walk out.

Mo Beichen reached out, wanting to grab her, but then pulled his hand back.

Since he said he would trust her, he wouldn't go back on his word.

Yun Qingluo took a few steps, then turned back and took out a few masks from her sleeve, which Xiao Yi had given her earlier.

In my past life, I was a doctor, and the laboratories in the medical system were stockpiled with medical masks. You could open any cabinet and find it full of masks.

Yun Qingluo stood facing Mo Beichen, tiptoed to put the mask on Mo Beichen, and then put the mask on herself.

He then tossed one to Mo Feng, who caught it in a flurry and put it on himself.

Yun Qingluo took Mo Beichen's hand, smiled slightly, her eyes crinkling, "Achen, let's go together."

Mo Beichen felt as if he had eaten honey, and the bitterness from before had completely disappeared.

Seeing his expression soften, Yun Qingluo's heart also softened.

She knew that letting Ah Chen watch her go on an adventure was worse than killing him, which is why she turned back halfway and wanted to take Ah Chen with her.

Yun Qingluo and Mo Beichen walked all the way to the main gate of the City Lord's Mansion.

After leaving the city gate, I walked towards the city entrance, and the streets were lined with people who had come out of the cellar.

A hint of self-reproach flashed in Yun Qingluo's eyes as she slowly walked towards the patient beside her.

His symptoms were indeed as he had guessed: a face covered in red rashes, some of which had already scabbed over.

Mo Beichen stood behind Yun Qingluo, silently watching her walk from the first patient to the last.

From the bright daylight to the deep of night.

Mo Beichen stayed by Yun Qingluo's side the whole time, and handed her whatever she needed whenever she needed it.

Yun Qing felt this in her heart, and became even more certain of her diagnosis.

These people did indeed have smallpox, but the symptoms varied from person to person.

Yun Qingluo and Mo Beichen walked together towards the City Lord's Mansion under the moonlight. Along the way, Yun Qingluo kept sighing.

Seeing Yun Qingluo sighing repeatedly, Mo Beichen couldn't help but ask, "Is there a problem with Luoluo?"

Yun Qingluo sighed.

He said slowly, "These people have indeed contracted smallpox, and the virus is extremely contagious, Ah Chen..."

Mo Beichen summoned two people and quickly said, "Separate these people according to the severity of their illnesses, keep a close watch on them, and take good care of them."

Then, turning back to look at Yun Qingluo, her voice trembling slightly, she asked, "Does Luoluo have a way to solve this?"

As soon as Mo Beichen finished speaking, several soldiers came out and nodded in agreement.

He then exchanged pleasantries with Yun Qingluo, "It's been a long time since I've seen the Princess. How is the Princess doing these days?"

Yun Qingluo smiled when she heard their words.

"Thank you all for your concern. I'm fine, everything is alright. Please take good care of yourselves," Yun Qingluo said solicitously.

A very soft voice in the crowd said, "jinx."

Yun Qingluo retorted instinctively, "Achen is not a jinx. The Regent is leading the army to fight the enemy, yet you are acting strangely here. Why is that?"

Everyone was immediately alarmed, and Yun Qingluo felt annoyed.

Damn it, we've fallen for their trick.

Xiao Yi said, "These people are so evil. How could they be so cruel? So many people have been infected with smallpox, how can we save them? How can we save them?"

When Yun Qingluo heard Xiao Yi's angry words, her heart warmed.

Yun Qingluo smiled and comforted him, "Xiao Yi, don't be angry. The important thing now is not that, but what to do with him? Judging from the fact that he's breathing more and more than he's breathing out, he probably won't live much longer."

Xiao Yi, "I'm so angry..."

Yun Qingluo turned around and walked up to Mo Beichen, saying seriously, "Use Sangju Drink before the rash appears, Shengma Gegen Decoction in the early stage of the rash, and Shashen Maidong Decoction when there are pustules."

Mo Beichen gave Yun Qingluo a deep look and hurriedly said, "Okay, I'll send people to find these medicinal herbs right away."

Yun Qinglu shook her head slightly, "Achen, traditional Chinese medicine is slow to take effect. It's normal for it to take one or two months to see results if you're just taking herbal medicine. But we can also try other methods to cure this disease. Achen, we can get the smallpox vaccine."

Since the system did not have a ready-made vaccine, it could only use primitive methods to find the cowpox virus, make it into a vaccine, and then vaccinate the people.

This will help you recover faster.

Upon hearing this, Mo Beichen, though unaware of what cowpox was, assumed it required the use of cows, and immediately instructed Mo Feng to move the items over as well.

The next day, a large number of cattle appeared in an abandoned courtyard of the city lord's mansion.

Yun Qingluo listened to the mooing of the cows, looked at the densely packed cows huddled together, and smelled the unpleasant odor.

But a hint of surprise appeared in her eyes; with so many cattle, these people were saved.

This is so timely.

The people drank the traditional Chinese medicine that day, which was appropriate for their symptoms.

I received the smallpox vaccine the next day.

Yun Qingluo felt very fortunate that there were people from the Divine Doctor Valley; otherwise, it would have taken a lot of time to treat the people and administer so many smallpox vaccines.

Yun Qingluo watched as the people from the Divine Doctor Valley, though exhausted, still efficiently saved lives.

Yun Qingluo is currently struggling with how to resolve this ceiling problem more quickly.

A message came from outside that people from the Divine Doctor Valley were gathering.

Yun Qingluo's face lit up with joy. "Quickly, bring them in."

When Yunli saw Yun Qingluo's round belly, she could only stare blankly.

It's already so far along in the pregnancy, how can there still be so many worries?