643 can only draw lots
Ping'an went downstairs with Sun Sicheng, Doctor Wang and ten imperial physicians.
Lord Huang, Tongzhi Ou, and a dozen yamen runners were reasoning with a group of people at the entrance of the inn.
In the lobby on the first floor, a hundred doctors were sitting in a circle carrying their luggage, listening to Zhu Yuanzheng and Huo Zhi telling them all the things they should pay attention to.
After a while, they will be escorted by officers and soldiers to various places to provide medical treatment to the victims.
The road ahead is long, and everyone has a bit of anxiety on their face, but compared to those imperial doctors, they don’t have to come into direct face-to-face contact with the patients, so their safety is guaranteed.
This made them secretly happy, and many people looked at Ping An and Sun Sicheng with sympathy.
As soon as Huo Zhi saw Ping An, he immediately left the doctor he was talking to and walked over.
"Safety."
"Brother Huo, can you leave home?"
Huo Zhi smiled bitterly: "So what if you can't leave? You have come all the way here, and we local doctors can't just sit there doing nothing.
But we have more people, and we can change them every three days. My father's condition is still okay for now, and I was planning to ask the eldest son to come to my house. But now, under this situation, I can only get through the current difficulties and then ask the eldest son for help."
Huo Zhi looked at Ping An and said, "I'm worried about you, Ping An. Remember to disinfect the area where the patients are standing. Change your outer gowns and masks more frequently. Don't take advantage of your medical skills. Keep your distance from the patients as much as possible. It's never too much to be careful with a disease like that."
Ping An looked at him and chattered with a smile.
"Are you done?"
Huo Zhi rolled his eyes at him in annoyance and said, "I speak from the bottom of my heart, please don't take it lightly."
Ping An suddenly stopped laughing. He was good at fortune telling and reading characters, but not so good at face reading.
However, he could tell something bad was wrong from Huo Zhi's expression.
But it’s not a big deal.
At least it's not a short-lived sign.
"Brother Huo, you can use the excuse that your father is ill and can't leave you as an excuse to refuse to go out. At most, you can donate more money and medicine. How do you know there aren't any latent disease lurkers among the ordinary patients?"
"It's hard to refuse. Master Huang has come to me, and as the owner of Huashou Hall, I also have a nominal position. Under such circumstances, I can't refuse."
"But" Ping'an was a little embarrassed. His master and husband firmly did not want him to tell others that he knew some metaphysics.
"Brother Huo, I feel like you don't look very well today. I'm worried that you might run into something bad when you go out. It's better to postpone it if you can."
Huo Zhi smiled. At this moment, he was filled with joy. Ping An didn't want him to go out, so he used this as an excuse.
But he never knew that Ping An could read faces.
"You don't believe me?" Ping An frowned.
"How could that be? My brother is happy, Ping An is worried about me.
But it doesn't matter, I'll pay attention.
Ping An, I have to take them away. We are a group of ten. We just drew lots. I will lead ten doctors to the city gate these days. There are tens of thousands of disaster victims at the city gate. They have been here for a while. If there was an epidemic, it would have broken out long ago. How could they wait until now?"
Ping An thought so too.
His physiognomy skills are really not up to par, as he has spent too little time on this subject. After this trip to the south of the Yangtze River, he will definitely spend more time learning this.
"Okay, send someone to find me if you need anything. I can't go back to the city these few days. I might have to continue living in a tent or a carriage. It's really annoying."
"Mr. Huo."
Huo Zhi whispered, "Master Yuanzheng called me. Be safe. Be careful."
"I know. You have to be careful too. We should also draw lots here."
After Huo Zhi took the doctors away, the inn became empty in an instant, but the people at the door of the inn were still gathered there.
Sun Sicheng, Ping An and ten imperial doctors walked over.
Mr. Huang said, “My Lord, Mr. Ping’an, I have discussed this with the Dean again and again, and I think it is better to draw lots like those doctors.
The six villages are not too far apart. Each group of the five hundred soldiers you lead should have fifty men at the back, and the rest can be deployed at the city gate and other places. The government soldiers alone are not enough."
Sun Sicheng said, "I will listen to you, sir. General Hao will be here with his men and food in two or three days at most."
The draw was quick.
Sun Sicheng and Ping An drew Fangjia Village, Zhu Yuanzheng drew Lujia Village. The chief constable Fang Jingye was overjoyed and almost cried, while Escort Master Hu frowned and continued to plead with Prefect Huang.
Mr. Huang has lost his patience.
Ou Tong, who was standing by, knew: "Master Yuanzheng and the eldest master are just scattered. No matter where in the six villages, as long as the medicine is suitable for the disease, the same prescription will be used in other places within one night at most.
There are people from six villages at the door. I changed the imperial physician for you. What do the others say?"
"Sir, my parents are not in good health. We have a son and a daughter. My wife was injured when she gave birth. I'm afraid she won't be able to get pregnant again in this lifetime. My son is the only child and we really can't have any accidents. Sir, please."
The people at the door started to make a commotion. Everyone wanted the Dean and the Eldest Young Master to go to their own village. Of course, the people from Fang Village and Lu Village did not want to do that.
Master Huang frowned, "Okay, that's it. Master Ou has already said that no matter whose prescription is right for the condition, the other doctors will be notified the next day."
Master Hu's face also turned cold: "In that case, sir, please let me go home. No matter what, I have to stay with my family."
Mr. Huang frowned and said, "I advise you not to go back home. Once you go in, you won't be able to come out for a short time. The danger level in the village is always greater."
Escort Hu said nothing more and turned away.
It is indeed more advantageous to live in the city, not for safety reasons, but because he can buy everything he needs in the city, including medicine, and throw it far into the village for his family to pick up. He will lose his freedom after returning to the village.
The only advantage is that I can share the joys and sorrows with my family and take care of them.
Ping An watched from a distance, this person was emitting anger...
"Ping'an, let's go." Sun Sicheng sent Wanli, He Jin and others out early in the morning, and only Ruyi and Jixiang were with him.
Zhang Xiaoshan and Xiao Ming were preparing medicine in the backyard of the inn. They could only carry a small portion of the herbs with them, and most of them had to be kept in the city.
Zhang Jinping and Bai Jiaxuan were guarding the medicinal materials and doing some registration. When General Hao and his men arrived, they would also be responsible for distributing the food.
Doctor Wang stood quietly behind Ping An carrying his medical box. Most of the time, he was silent.
Ping An looked at Mr. Shi San who was beside him and said, "You'd better stay in the inn. I'll take care of Xiao Wu and Lin Feng. Occasionally, you can buy some food and have Xiao Ming bring it to me."
Sun Sicheng also nodded: "Master Shi, that's true. You don't have to live in a tent. The weather is already cold at night. Just tell Ping An that if someone buys some food and daily necessities, we will be much more comfortable."
Shi Wei thought about it and agreed.
He knows a little about medicine, but only a little. Can he be better than the eldest son?
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