Mu Wanting sighed and gestured for Song Ying to raise her hand.
Just as her hand was about to touch Song Ying, Shen Xinglan grabbed it, her eyes filled with worry.
"She has contracted the plague!"
Mu Wanting said, "I can't just sit idly by. Otherwise, if the plague spreads, even if we manage to stay aloof, we'll just be an isolated island. The people we care about will also be affected by the plague."
Shen Xinglan released her hand, took out a thread, carefully tied it around Song Ying's wrist, and handed one end to Mu Wanting.
He did not touch Song Ying's hand at all.
A faint smile played in his eyes.
"You should know how to diagnose a pulse by feeling a thread, right?"
"Who do you think you are?"
Mu Wanting examined the pulse and found it to be too weak; it was indeed the plague.
She then inquired about Song Ying's symptoms, which Song Ying described in detail.
Mu Wanting gave her a prescription and then gave her a bowl of plain soup.
"Drink three tablespoons each time, three times a day."
"This stuff is for detoxification. Your sister might come out of her pores with some dark, gooey stuff. Remember that..."
Fang Chunliu said with a smile, "Let me help her wash. I've been in a lot of contact with Song Ying these past few days, and I might have caught it too."
Mu Wanting nodded and prescribed medicine to prevent the plague for all of them.
Just then, Su Yu called them over.
Now that it's time to choose a room at the inn, Su Yu has reserved the best one for Mu Wanting and her group.
It's the best, but it's not that great.
After all, this was the worst inn in the whole town.
While the officials and convicts were all present, Mu Wanting still managed to explain what she had just discovered.
"Everyone be careful, most people in this town have contracted the plague, and the illness is complicated."
Ma Dazhuang said, "Mr. Mu, don't spread alarmist rumors and disrupt the morale of the army."
Mu Wanting rolled her eyes, speechless at Ma Dazhuang.
Shen Lijun also said, "That's right, Mu family. Everyone just looks a little weak in spirit, but you call it a plague. There's no war or disaster here, so how could there be a plague?"
After Zhang Caiyun's death, Shen Xiangxi hated Mu Wanting intensely.
"Sir, how should we punish those who disrupt the morale of the troops?"
Mu Wanting said, "Believe it or not."
Most people don't believe it, but those who have worked for Mu Wanting have great faith in her.
People from the collateral branches of the Shen family, including the illegitimate children of the second wife, all came over to ask her questions.
Mu Wanting recounted everything she had observed.
"Everyone should try to stay in their own rooms and go out less. Also, if you can make masks, you can make one for yourself and your family members, because you may get infected if someone around you coughs."
"Avoid any physical contact with town residents, as they may also be carrying the virus."
Upon hearing Mu Wanting's words, the others took it seriously.
He also went back and told his friends that those who didn't believe would never believe.
Mu Wanting didn't insist on anything; she had done more than enough.
After she went into the room, Shen Xinglan followed her in, and she let him have his way.
Zhao Zhiyuan knocked on the door from the outside.
"This is the food that the officials gave you; I brought it here."
Mu Wanting accepted the gift, thanked Zhao Zhiyuan politely, and was about to leave when Zhao Zhiyuan grabbed her wrist.
"Wan Ting".
Mu Wanting turned to look at him, and Zhao Zhiyuan noticed that she looked even more beautiful. Her skin was fair and translucent, and her eyes were very bright. He could hardly take his eyes off her.
After noticing Mu Wanting's slight frown, he revealed the purpose of his trip.
"I also booked a room for Shen Xinglan."
Upon hearing this, Shen Xinglan crushed the cup in his hand.
"We are a married couple, so sharing a room is perfectly normal."
Zhao Zhiyuan said, "You have broken Wan Ting's heart. Wan Ting can never accept you again."
"Otherwise, why do you think someone as stubborn as her would accept my marriage proposal?"
Shen Xinglan was stunned when she heard this.
His face was extremely pale, and he couldn't help but look at Mu Wanting.
Is what he said true?
Mu Wanting remained silent, and Shen Xinglan also fell silent.
Zhao Zhiyuan continued, "So, you don't need to force her. After all, Wanting is a woman and not very strong."
Enraged, Shen Xinglan grabbed Zhao Zhiyuan by the collar and dragged him out.
"You're not very strong either."
Mu Wanting: "..."
He's just a spoiled brat...
Then, he slammed the door shut.
Mu Wanting sat at the table eating, showing no signs of anything amiss.
But the fact that nothing seemed amiss annoyed Shen Xinglan.
"Back then, did you agree to be with Zhao Zhiyuan?"
Mu Wanting hummed in agreement.
"Wasn't it you who agreed to the marriage with my younger sister? If you hadn't agreed, your family wouldn't have made the decision for you."
"No, you drugged me the day before, and the next day I was dragged to the battlefield."
Mu Wanting paused, her chopsticks momentarily still, a hint of disappointment flashing in her eyes.
He actually thinks she's the one who poisoned him?
After spending so much time with him, doesn't he even know what kind of person she is?
Seeing that Mu Wanting remained silent, Shen Xinglan also stopped speaking.
During their meal, he thought Mu Wanting would take the initiative to break the silence, but to his surprise, Mu Wanting just ate and didn't say a word to him.
In the end, Shen Xinglan spoke first.
If you're going out anytime soon, call me along.
"No need, I can manage on my own."
Shen Xinglan knew Mu Wanting was stubborn, but she still couldn't help but speak up.
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