In the blink of an eye, nearly half of the wounded soldiers in the tent writhed in agony and died on their beds.
Many of the soldiers accompanying the patient cried out in heart-wrenching sobs.
Qin Yue Zhao was stunned by the scene before her.
Chen Wan'er was so frightened that she trembled and the syringe in her hand fell to the ground with a "clatter".
"Your Highness, Tingfang's condition was under control after taking Doctor Zhang's medicine, so how could he suddenly die? And Yuanjia, he was clearly much better..."
The military doctor, Zhang, also stood up, his face deathly pale as he looked at the soldiers dying one after another, his voice trembling:
"What, what's going on? How did they die after being injected with the miracle drug?"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone turned to look.
Someone, I don't know who, was the first to shout: "Your Highness, there's something wrong with this medicine!"
Then more and more people stood up and began to question the vaccine.
"Your Highness, didn't you say that the medicine bestowed by the gods was a divine elixir? Why did this medicine kill my second brother?"
"Yes, aren't gods omnipotent? Why would the medicine they bestow kill people?"
"Or is it that the gods only favor Your Highness, and treat the lives of us as worthless as weeds?"
Qin Yue Zhao was furious.
"Shut up! Have you all forgotten how the gods have treated you these past few days?"
"What you eat, drink, wear, and even your weapons—aren't they all gifts from the gods?"
"You can question me, question anyone about tampering with the vaccine, but you should not question the gods!"
Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent.
Yes, if they hadn't been protected by the gods, they would have starved to death long ago, or died under the iron cavalry of the northern barbarian army.
But... but what exactly is going on?
Nobody knows the answer.
The divine medicine was loaded onto the vehicle under the supervision of Dr. Zhang, personally escorted by His Highness, and administered by the Huo family army's medic. No one interfered with the entire process.
For a long time, apart from the soldiers' sobs, the only sounds in the tent were the whistling of the cold wind blowing the banners.
Qin Yue Zhao looked at the tragically dead Huo Daniu, Huo Tingfang, and Huo Yuanjia...
Not long ago, she had assured everyone that she would definitely cure their illnesses.
But now, she has broken her promise.
But the matter wasn't over yet. The tent flap was lifted from the outside, and several military medical apprentices rushed in in a panic.
"Your Highness, something terrible has happened. Nineteen wounded soldiers have died in the third tent."
"Twenty-three people have died in Camp Twenty!"
"There are also many dead in Camp 23 and Camp 25. In total, there are at least three thousand dead. Besides the Huo family army, there are also a lot of Nan family soldiers. What should we do?"
"..."
Qin Yue Zhao's expression changed drastically, and she hurriedly said to everyone, "Huo family soldiers, there must be something fishy about this. I will report the situation to the gods now. Please remain calm!"
He turned to look at Chen Wan'er and Dr. Zhang.
"Dr. Zhang, quickly compile a list of the dead and the number of people, and give the deceased a proper burial."
"Wan'er, I promised them that even if they die, I would ensure their families have enough to eat and wear. Go and make arrangements."
After saying that, she didn't dare to delay for a moment and ran towards the commander's tent.
She quickly wrote it down on a piece of paper and threw it into the cornucopia.
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