"Your Highness, Your Highness, Prince of Yan, since you two insist on not leaving, then you must both stay alive and well. Do not be infected with the plague. Otherwise, your life and property will be ruined."
The director of the Imperial Hospital was kneeling on the ground, emitting a strong aura of death. Zhou Zeyun showed a wicked smile and suddenly pulled up the director of the Imperial Hospital who was lying on the ground and didn't want to get up for a moment. He looked at Nuannuan, and the latter immediately understood what her brother meant.
"I was wondering why you begged us to go out and hide. It turns out it's for your family. It's not something shameful. Don't worry, I, Zhou Zhaonuan, will take care of your nine or ten clans. If anything happens to my brother or me, I will write a suicide note in advance, begging him to spare your nine clans and your life. This is my promise, and it's also the promise of King Yan."
The head of the Imperial Hospital immediately perked up and bowed three times to Zhou Zhaonuan. "Thank you, Princess, for your great kindness. Thank you, Prince Yan, for your great kindness. I will be grateful to you for the rest of my life. Princess, these are herbal prescriptions and medicines for preventing the plague. Several colleagues and I worked overnight to make them. There aren't many left, so we'll mainly give them to Princess, Prince Yan, and some officials."
Zhou Zhaonuan held the package in her hand, which was heavy. She opened her mouth and was about to say that she didn't need it, but Zhou Zeyun snatched the medicine away and threw it to Biyu next to her.
"Go and boil the medicine. Nuannuan and I will drink a bowl later, and you can drink one too."
Unexpectedly, she would get a share. Biyu was so excited that she burst into tears of gratitude and ran away.
Seeing the imperial physician's lifeless expression, Zhou Zeyun and Zhou Zhaonuan both knew that this epidemic was not going to be easy to deal with. "Imperial physician Jia, how many herbs do you have left?"
Doctor Jia calculated in his mind, "Princess, the herbs I have now were all brought from the palace. The palace has never used medicine on such a large scale before. I estimate that there are only enough for us. Moreover, this medicine must be taken continuously, once a day, otherwise, the effect will be greatly weakened."
Zhou Zhaonuan frowned. "We're too passive this way. There are too few herbs. Brother, how about we go out tomorrow and see how many people haven't been infected? Let's go up the mountain to collect herbs together. We can give the ones we can use to the healthy people and let them drink them. We'll save as many people as we can."
Zhou Zeyun hesitated. Doctor Jia stroked his beard and looked at Zhou Zhaonuan approvingly. "Your Highness, Prince Yan, I think the princess is right. If we just wait like this, those herbs will eventually run out. When that time comes, it will be completely over."
The imperial physician had considered this very carefully: one should plan the affairs of his position. This time, Zhou Zeyun nodded firmly, but the two of them saw Imperial Physician Jia take out a few packets of medicine from the medicine box, sighed, and knelt down.
"What are you doing?"
Zhou Zhaonuan wanted to help the person, but Doctor Jia stubbornly refused to get up, he said sadly.
"When in a position, one should plan his policies accordingly. I have truly seen this saying reflected in the Princess and His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan. However, you two are both chosen by heaven, unlike ordinary people. It would be a real loss of talent if you two died of the plague. This old minister has two medicines passed down from the ancestors of the Jia family. They are said to cure all diseases and fight poison with poison. Now, this old minister will give these two medicines to the Princess and His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan. If you two encounter any unexpected events, you can use them to save your lives. It is said that an ancestor of the Jia family took them and became immune to all poisons."
Zhou Zhaonuan and Zhou Zeyun looked at each other, obviously, neither of them wanted to accept. Doctor Jia couldn't control himself anymore and started to kowtow to the two of them.
"Princess, Your Highness the Prince of Yan, if you two refuse to accept it, I will kneel here forever. You must understand that this is not only for you, but also for myself."
Doctor Jia spoke with such heart and soul that Zhou Zhaonuan's heart trembled slightly. In the end, the two little guys couldn't outsmart Doctor Jia, so they each took one pill and put it away.
Zhou Zhaonuan knew that Doctor Jia was also thinking about his and all the doctors' descendants.
"Brother, I think Doctor Jia is overthinking it. This is a natural disaster, not a man-made one. Even if they can't save us, as long as they put their heart and soul into it, Father won't hold them accountable. Brother, have you noticed that when Father really wants to kill someone, he always does it quietly?"
Zhou Zeyun nodded silently in agreement. "However, since Doctor Jia is so concerned about us, let's take the medicine. After all, your brother is still young and doesn't want to die."
Zhou Zhaonuan: “…”
The little girl couldn't help but roll her eyes and pushed him. "Look at what you said, it's like I want to die. I also want to live a good life. Who doesn't want to live a good life?"
"It's a pity that the epidemic is so merciless."
Zhou Zhaonuan lowered her eyebrows and silently mourned for the dead. At this moment, Mei Ju rushed in with a look of horror on his face. "It's terrible, it's terrible, Princess, His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan, what should we do now?"
Mu Ju's reckless and sweaty appearance made both of them very dissatisfied. Zhou Zeyun stepped forward and asked coldly,
"What happened?"
Mei Ju didn't care about anything else at the moment and blurted out, "Your Highness, Prince of Yan, yesterday morning, quite a few people just had high fevers and chills. They were afraid to come out, afraid they'd be caught and rounded up in a room, so they kept it a secret from everyone. Who knew now that another 230 people have chest pains and are coughing up blood. Now, another bunch of people have died."
“These people…”
Zhou Zeyun held his forehead in pain. He had clearly issued a notice before, stating that if anyone was not feeling well, they should go to the clinic to get medicine first, and after getting the medicine, they should go to the inn next to the government office first. That was a method he and Nuannuan came up with on the spur of the moment. They would put all the sick people in one room according to the severity of their illness and take care of them. In this way, at least those who were well could be safe for a few days. Now, he was afraid that it would be over again, and all the efforts of the past few days would be in vain.
Zhou Zhaonuan's eyes were dark. "Then why are they coming out now?"
"Could it be that he thinks he's going to die and wants to seek help from the authorities?"
Zhou Zhaonuan was filled with rage as she asked and answered herself. She almost kicked Mei Ju, but she suppressed her anger and said, "Go, tell those who are still alive that if anyone has a fever or other physical discomfort in the future and dares to hide and not come out, there is no need to wait for them to come out. When the time comes, I will raise my sword and take his head off."
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He took a quick glance at Zhou Zhaonuan's ferocious expression and couldn't help but give her a thumbs up. She was worthy of being the emperor's daughter. Her courage was much greater than his.
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