Chapter 100: Is there anyone who can cure this smallpox?
The Sixth Prince was almost pissed off by Old Man Chu, but this was the best opportunity for him to win him over, and he didn't want to miss it.
"Mr. Chu, you are old, it is best not to take this risk."
"It's just because I'm old. It wouldn't be a pity if I died. I've lived enough anyway!"
Old Chu stood by the window with his hands behind his back, and suddenly his eyes fell on the Sixth Prince.
"If I heard correctly just now, the Sixth Prince wants to take me with him to avoid smallpox?"
"Yes, Mr. Chu."
The Sixth Prince did not notice anything wrong, but there was disappointment in Old Chu's eyes when he looked at him.
How can we expect a prince who only knows how to hide when encountering problems to become an emperor who cares about the people in the future?
However, Hua Xiao on the side keenly noticed that something was wrong and hurriedly explained for the Sixth Prince.
"Your Highness may have been poisoned before, and he has been in unbearable pain all over his body these past few days."
She hated that she was not a doctor in her previous life and didn't know much about smallpox, otherwise she would definitely be able to help His Highness.
"Are you poisoned?"
At first, Mr. Chu didn't believe it. After all, he had forced Jiang Wan and Song Jiuyuan to die before, so how could he fall into the trap?
"Yes, Mr. Chu."
The Sixth Prince frowned. In fact, these past few days, not only did his whole body ache, but he also always felt weak and had no energy.
But in the eyes of Mr. Chu, the Sixth Prince was just making excuses because he was afraid of contracting smallpox.
Throughout history, no one who has been infected with smallpox has survived.
But this is not Kyoto, someone must be in charge.
"Then you guys go to Bieyuan. I'll go to An County to check out the situation."
Although Mr. Chu was dissatisfied with the Sixth Prince's attitude, the other party was a prince, and it was understandable that he wanted to save his own life.
"Mr. Chu!"
The Sixth Prince was anxious and wanted to persuade him again, but Old Chu had made up his mind. "No need to persuade me, I have made up my mind."
After saying this, he turned around and stopped looking at the Sixth Prince, obviously refusing to communicate.
The Sixth Prince had no choice but to say, "Mr. Chu, please think about it again. We can set off tomorrow. There is no rush."
He turned around and left helplessly. Jiang Wan curled her lips and quietly strolled back to the big bunk bed.
At this time, Mr. Chu's brows were knotted with worry, and Pan Hongyan came in with the heart-protecting pills prepared by Jiang Wan.
"My lord, it's time to take your medicine."
"Tell me... Is there anyone who can cure this smallpox?"
Mr. Chu swallowed the pill in one gulp and sighed, "Every time there is an outbreak of smallpox, it is the common people who suffer."
Once smallpox starts to spread, the speed will be impossible to control, and the entire city's population might have to be dealt with.
Looking at Mr. Chu's sad face, Pan Hongyan suddenly had an idea.
"Mr. Chu, Madam Song is an excellent doctor, maybe she can find a way."
“She…”
Mr. Chu sighed, "I always feel uneasy letting a little girl like her go to such a dangerous place."
There have been many miraculous doctors throughout history, but none of them has been able to cure smallpox, so he believes that no matter how powerful Jiang Wan is, he may not be able to cure it.
There was silence in the room, and Jiang Wan returned to the big bunk bed and fell into deep thought. Smallpox was very scary in ancient times.
However, it has been basically extinct in modern times. She is a doctor, so she naturally knows the history of smallpox from its origin to its extinction.
"Jiang Wan, what's wrong with you?"
Song Jiuyuan's soft voice came from the side, and Jiang Wan realized that everyone around her had gradually fallen asleep.
Perhaps because everyone was full of hope for tomorrow, they slept soundly.
Facing Song Jiuyuan's puzzled eyes, Jiang Wan leaned over and whispered in his ear.
"Don't you think there's something wrong with the Sixth Young Master being so anxious just now?"
Song Jiuyuan did find something wrong. If it were in the past, he would definitely not ignore him like this if he hated him so much.
"But what happened?"
Song Jiuyuan's mind worked quickly. Jiang Wan lowered her voice and whispered:
"Indeed, it's just that this matter is not a small matter."
"Tell me."
Song Jiuyuan rubbed his fingertips together, feeling a little nervous but looking extremely calm.
Jiang Wan couldn't help but move closer to him. The sweet scent hit her, and Song Jiuyuan's brain got hot. He quickly lowered his eyes to hide his awkwardness.
Jiang Wan didn't notice it and whispered, "It seems that someone in the neighboring An County has been infected with smallpox."
"What?!!"
Song Jiuyuan almost raised his voice, but fortunately he quickly controlled his emotions and his face became tense.
“This is no small matter.”
He thought the same as Mr. Chu: no one has ever been able to defeat smallpox throughout history.
Every time I was forced to do nothing but dispose of all the people and corpses I had come into contact with.
Just facing Jiang Wan's tangled expression, Song Jiuyuan suddenly had an idea and said in surprise:
"Can you crack it?"
“It’s not that difficult.”
Jiang Wan sighed, "But how to go is also a problem."
She didn't want to lose face by going to the Sixth Prince, so she had to think it over carefully.
After all, this is a rare opportunity. If they do it well, they may be able to redeem themselves!
"Can you really crack it?"
Song Jiuyuan looked at her with surprise, his eyes were so fiery that if you didn't know him, you would think he was looking at his beloved girl.
Jiang Wan rolled her eyes in annoyance, "When have I ever lied to you?"
"That's right."
Song Jiuyuan suddenly felt a sense of pride in his heart. Thinking of Mr. Chu upstairs, he said:
"You have helped Mr. Chu. If you want to help those people, you can go to Mr. Chu. He has a way."
"Let me think about it."
Jiang Wan closed her eyes and her consciousness entered the space. There were actually not many things in the space medical box.
In her previous life, after she got the space, she just used it as a simple storage cabinet, storing commonly used medical equipment and medicines.
Fortunately, she had syringes and other things. After she counted them, she felt at ease to check the crops in the space.
Jiang Wan harvested another wave of grain using her mind and stared at the medicinal fields that she harvested last time.
Then he took out a pen and wrote down two prescriptions. Tomorrow was destined to be an uneasy day. Jiang Wan was not busy for too long and fell into a deep sleep.
When I woke up in the morning, I heard the excited voices of Ren Bang and others, asking them to pack their luggage and get ready to leave.
After washing up, Jiang Wan looked outside and found that the rain had indeed stopped. Although there was still mud on the road, it did not hinder their journey.
"Finally, we can go."
Song Jiuli excitedly carried the backpack. They didn't make breakfast, so Jiang Wan quietly stuffed two small fruits into each of their baskets.
Although everyone was curious about where the fruit came from, it was not the right time to ask in front of so many people, so they could only eat it quietly.
"Madam Song, my master is looking for you."
Pan Hongyan's figure suddenly appeared on the big bunk bed. Jiang Wan and Song Jiuyuan looked at each other, and there was understanding in their eyes.
It seems that she doesn't need to take the initiative, as Mr. Chu is more concerned about the country and the people than she is.
"OK."
Jiang Wan straightened her clothes and followed Pan Hongyan up to the second floor. Just then, the door of a room opened and she was face to face with the dark face of the Sixth Prince.
"Sixth Young Master."
Jiang Wan greeted him indifferently, which earned her a cold look from the Sixth Prince. However, she didn't care and followed Pan Hongyan leisurely into Mr. Chu's room.
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