Time is of the essence.
After arranging everything, He Fengmian planned to send Shulan there.
Looking at the tall horse, Shulan asked, "Shall we ride it?"
She doesn't know how.
He Fengmian explained, "That side is blocked off, so we can only go this way via the side road. The carriage can't get through."
They were also worried about the plague, so after those people came, they bypassed the city and the camp from the east side and went directly to the north.
Fortunately, it's not winter, so we can just set up a shed now. Qu Ming is making arrangements over there.
He looked at his elder brother in the wheelchair and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you and Mo Yang with this."
Shulan was taken aback, wondering if the bearded man was going to go there in person?
He had already leaped onto his horse and stretched out his hand: "Excuse me."
Shulan reached out her hands, and as she clasped them together, she was pulled by a force, her entire body lifted into the air, and she sat down behind him.
"..."
Shulan couldn't help but click her tongue in amazement: That arm strength is incredible.
A deep male voice: "Hold me tight."
He instinctively hugged the wiry waist, and with a quick squeeze of his legs, the horse galloped off.
Suddenly, a gust of wind whistled past my ears, making me feel like I was about to be thrown off: "...Hey!"
Shulan is devastated; at least give people some breathing room!
He quickly clung tightly to the person in front of him, afraid that he would break his neck and miss the smile that flashed in the bearded man's eyes.
Just as my elder brother said, no matter what Miss Xie's intentions or purposes are, it is wisest to keep her by our side and observe her.
He Fengling looked at the Xie family girl behind him, who was trembling like a quail, and could only hold onto his little brother tightly.
He said with amusement, "Has this kid finally figured it out, or hasn't he?"
Uncle Rong, standing beside him, said with a kind expression, "I think it's open."
The person in the wheelchair clicked their tongue, clearly not believing it.
The subject of their discussion was heading towards the road behind them.
Jingfeng was moving very fast; before Shulan could react, they found themselves in a small grove of trees.
The dappled sunlight filtering through actually gave her a sense of beauty.
After her initial panic subsided, she had the leisure to admire the scenery, her eyes widening as she exclaimed, "Is this the back mountain of the General's Mansion?"
Her voice wasn't loud; an ordinary person wouldn't be able to hear it at such a high speed.
Kehe Fengmian not only heard it, but also replied, "Hmm."
There is a narrow path in the woods here, which is obviously frequently used by people, but it does not affect the speed of the horses.
They quickly emerged from the grove and found themselves back in the village they had visited before.
A few days ago, it took them more than half an hour to walk, but now it only took a few minutes.
She thought that this city was indeed very big, and because it was so big, both the land and the crops were different, somewhat like Xinjiang, which she had visited in her previous life.
"Don't get distracted."
Feeling the arm around his waist lessen, He Fengmian reminded him. Not only could they see the division between the Southern and Northern Frontiers, but riding a horse across from here was indeed much faster.
"Oh." Shulan subconsciously hugged herself tighter, then looked at the fields. She thought that once the land to the north was cultivated, this place would probably become more and more lively.
With Jingfeng, their Akhal-Teke horse, with them, they quickly arrived at the place where they were preparing to isolate the refugees.
Jingfeng's speed is getting slower and slower.
Shulan also heard the bustling noise and was astonished when she discovered that the area was divided into four zones: "Who came up with this idea?"
This is so modern.
He Fengmian said, "Yaozhi."
"Then I must learn from him." Shu Lan kept hearing the name Yao Zhi and couldn't help but wonder if this legendary Yao Zhi was also a time traveler.
The horse stopped at this moment.
He Fengmian dismounted first, then helped her down.
She didn't feel it while on horseback, but when she stood on the ground, her legs went weak, and she stumbled.
"Be careful." He Fengmian supported her.
Shulan smiled, somewhat embarrassed but still politely, "I've never ridden a horse before, my legs are a little weak."
"Wait a minute, I'll press it for a bit." She bent down and pressed the Chengshan acupoint on her calf to let her leg relax.
He Fengmian watched her squat down, and then gestured with his eyes for the soldiers who were about to approach not to come any closer.
Standing there, he blocked everyone's view like a mountain, allowing her to squat there and rub her legs without any regard for appearances.
After she calmed down, she stood up and said, "I'm all better now."
Just as she was about to take her bundle from the horse, she discovered that someone had gotten there first.
The bearded man had already taken the bundle, and when the soldier saw He Fengmian, he quickly came over: "General."
He stepped forward to take the horse's reins and the bundle.
He Fengmian then said to her, "Let's go."
Shulan nodded and followed him inside. At first, she could vaguely smell the medicine, but now the smell was getting stronger and stronger.
Looking at the area divided into four large sections, each section is at least 20 meters apart, which greatly helps to control the speed of transmission.
Seeing the area in the upper left corner, where doctors and soldiers were covering their mouths and noses with handkerchiefs, I asked the soldier following them, "Is that the hardest-hit area?"
Fearing they wouldn't understand, he added, "The patients over there are more seriously ill, right?"
The soldier nodded: "Yes, Dr. Wang said that this makes it easier to take care of them. The other area is for those with mild symptoms, and the right side is for those without symptoms. Only people on the right can go to the left, not the other way around. If someone goes to the right, they can't go back to the left."
Shulan nodded: "That's right."
To prevent cross-infection.
She became even more convinced that Wang Yaozhi was a time traveler.
They arrived at a camp, and He Fengmian first handed her a pair of silver needles: "Miss Xie, take a look, is this it?"
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