Chapter 228 If He Gets Sick, Burn Him to Death
Xiangying was not idle either.
She was fiddling with the medical equipment in the space.
Although the current camp is far away from the infected areas.
But a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. An unknown epidemic is lingering nearby, so Xiangying must be prepared at all times.
If the epidemic spreads among them, she can find a way to deal with it in the first time.
Xiangying's slender fingers were seen inputting codes back and forth on the instruments on the medical floor.
The upgraded instrument has more functions. It can not only analyze disease sequences, but also disassemble them to develop drugs and corresponding treatments.
In short, Xiangying just needs to provide the pathogen of the epidemic, even if it is just a few cells, and put them into the machine.
It will automatically study, split the sequence, and finally provide the correct treatment.
These functions were originally used to deal with mutated diseases at the end of the world. Now they are being used by Xiangying to deal with ancient epidemics, which is indeed a waste of resources.
Now we have the equipment, but what we lack are the sick people.
She took advantage of the sky getting dark and everyone was asleep to use her invisibility skill in space.
Forty minutes was enough for her to run back and forth.
Xiangying remembered the way he came during the day, and ran along the empty and cold street, going directly to the infected area.
As soon as she arrived, she saw a somewhat familiar figure and followed him in.
Xiangying frowned slightly, looked carefully, and recognized the figure as the guard beside the Sixth Prince.
What is he doing here?
The guards walked quickly to a courtyard, and a guard standing outside looked around and handed something wrapped in cloth to the guards in front of Xiangying.
The other party took it carefully and whispered: "When the Sixth Prince returns to the capital, he will promote you. This matter is not allowed to be disclosed to outsiders, otherwise it will bring disaster."
The guard nodded repeatedly: "I understand, Your Highness, please rest assured."
Xiangying didn't care about anything else and hurriedly followed the guard.
I saw him riding on a horse and galloping all the way.
Xiangying was afraid that he could not catch up with him, so he released a drone and threw a ball of pepper directly at the front of the horse's head as the guards passed.
The horse inhaled the pungent smell and immediately raised its hooves and neighed. The guards on the horse had no time to defend themselves and were thrown off the horse.
Xiangying took advantage of the opportunity when he couldn't see and slapped the horse on its butt, watching the horse gallop forward and disappear at the end of the road.
The guard got up from the ground and saw that he could no longer catch up. He cursed his bad luck in anger.
"We must quickly return the things to the Sixth Prince." He picked up the bundle on the ground, but did not dare to touch it with his whole palm. Instead, he twisted it with two fingertips.
From this, Xiangying realized that the things in the package were most likely related to the epidemic.
The Sixth Prince, this wicked guy, wants to bring infected things into the tent?
It doesn't take much to guess what his purpose is. I'm afraid he's going for Jie Chen again!
Of course Xiangying couldn't let the guard take the things back.
She observed the bundle in the guard's hand, which was just ordinary blue cloth.
Xiangying cut a similar piece of cloth from the space and put two pieces of rags dyed with cinnabar inside it.
She followed the other person all the way, and when the guard passed a pond, she kicked him into the pond.
The guard screamed and fell into the water, but the bag in his hand fell on the shore.
Upon seeing this, Xiangying took it away and put it into the space, and put the bag he had prepared back to its original place.
She stood by with her arms folded and watched as the guards screamed and shouted, and finally she staggered ashore, soaking wet, and shivering in the cold snow and wind.
The guard looked around and found that the bag was still there. He picked it up with a look of relief, then quickly quickened his pace and ran towards the camp.
Xiangying followed him all the way, watching him sneak back to the camp and then enter the Sixth Prince's room.
There are two rows of houses with a total of twelve rooms, and Xie Chen specially allocated one to the sixth prince.
Xie Chen probably didn't expect that the Sixth Prince would be so cruel that he would disregard his own safety and bring the plague into the camp.
"Your Highness, I have brought back what you requested."
As soon as he entered the room, the Sixth Prince came out from behind the screen.
Xiang Qianqian gathered her clothes and followed him, asking in confusion: "Your Highness, what is this..."
The Sixth Prince said coldly to the guard: "Open it and take a look."
The guards opened the package in front of them, and the cloth that Xiangying had dyed with cinnabar was a strange red.
Before he could take a closer look, the Sixth Prince had already waved his hands and covered his mouth and nose: "I clearly asked them to take a bloody shirt, but they only brought back a few pieces of cloth?"
Hearing this, Xiang Qianqian took two steps back in horror.
The Sixth Prince actually brought back the clothes of the people infected with the plague!
As the guard tied up the bundle, he said, "The guards don't dare to get close to the sick person. I heard there is no cure for this disease."
The Sixth Prince put his hands behind his back, his eyes filled with gloom. "What I want is that there is no cure. Take it down as I instructed before and hide it in Jie Chen's daily clean clothes."
"Yes." The guard hurried away carrying the bag.
Xiangying was standing nearby in stealth and heard everything.
She looked at the Sixth Prince and gritted her teeth.
This bastard is really going too far.
Xiang Qianqian looked at the Sixth Prince: "Your Highness, do you want Jie Chen to get sick?"
The Sixth Prince looked back, his cold eyes swept over, and a murderous look flashed in his eyes.
"Why, do you want to stand up for him?"
"Your Highness has misunderstood Qianqian's intention," Xiang Qianqian waved her hand and explained, "I was afraid that my elder sister would interfere again and Your Highness' plan might fail."
Neither of them knew it, and Sang-yeong just stood there with his arms folded, watching.
She raised her eyebrows slightly, and her phoenix eyes shone with light.
It must be said that Xiang Qianqian knew her well enough to know that she would not allow them to hurt Jie Chen.
She had just "interfered" by replacing the baggage containing the plague, let's see what else they can do.
The Sixth Prince had a dim look in his eyes, and he obviously agreed with Xiang Qianqian's words.
"Epidemics are something that even doctors can't cure. Even if Xiangying has extraordinary abilities, can she solve it?"
"Your Highness, my elder sister is a very strange person. You must not underestimate her. She was able to cure the plague on the ship. I am afraid that this disease is no problem for her."
Xiang Qianqian took the initiative to suggest: "I think it would be best for Your Highness to think of a backup plan. If Jie Chen gets this disease but doesn't die, we can still take his life through the backup plan!"
The Sixth Prince finally showed some interest.
"What's the back-up plan? Tell me."
Xiang Qianqian curled her lips and said, "Your Highness, please give orders to the marching generals now. If anyone is found infected with the disease outside the blockade area, they should be burned and buried immediately to prevent the spread of the disease."
"In this way, if Xie Chen falls ill, His Highness can use this request to order the marching general to burn him to death. No matter how capable my elder sister is, she will be powerless to stop him."
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