Chapter 218 You bastard, why don’t you come back?



Ge Hong thought for a moment and said, "The herbs that the ancestor mentioned are all quite common."

"Also, Achnatherum splendens can be found everywhere in Jiangnan."

"But these can't cure smallpox. They can only alleviate the symptoms to a certain extent and relieve the patient's pain."

Qin Yuan shook his head. "Master Ge, you are not right."

"A person's emotions can affect their ability to fight disease and their speed of recovery."

"Whether these medicines are effective or not, they are at least a hope for the people. When they have hope and are in a good mood, their chances of recovery will increase significantly."

"But if you do nothing and let them live in fear and despair, even if the medical saint Bian Que were reborn, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to help."

Hearing this, Ge Hong's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly: "Master, what you said is very reasonable!"

"I have learned medicine for so many years in vain, but I still can't figure out such a simple principle."

"Thank you for your guidance, Grandmaster!"

Qin Yuan was speechless at these Taoist priests who kept calling him "Ancestor".

I just wanted to be a small, black-hearted boss who was a hands-off manager, but how come I became the founder of a dignified Taoist sect and had people accompanying me to protect me?

"Master, would you like to go with me to take a look outside the city?" Qin Yuan asked.

"Uh..." Ge Hong was stunned and looked at Qin Yuan in a daze.

"Grandmaster, this smallpox is extremely contagious and too dangerous. Don't go out!"

"It doesn't matter to me at my age, but you, Grandmaster, must not make any mistakes!"

Qin Yuan frowned and said in a muffled voice: "Master, don't worry, as long as you take good precautions, the infectiousness of smallpox will be greatly reduced."

"Now that it has been discovered, as long as the infected people are controlled, it will not spread on a large scale."

"I need a Taoist priest to accompany me to find a medicine."

"Medicine!" Ge Hong couldn't help but cheer up when he heard that.

There is medicine for smallpox!

If it was earlier, he would definitely have thought it was the head senior brother. He was old and confused and had found the wrong person destined for him.

He also followed those shameless old men of Taiyi Zhenzong and made trouble, creating a ridiculous ancestor.

But the fertilizer elixir that came out a few days ago really shattered his three views and dropped his jaw.

He was certain that the person before him was a true immortal from heaven, the founder of the Yuhan Sect, Lu Fan!

If the ancestor speaks, how can it be false?

If a miracle drug that could cure smallpox was found, Ge Hong would be able to follow the master and share some of the merits like his senior brother, the head master!

Ge Hong immediately took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and handed it to Qin Yuan.

"Grandmaster, this is the miasma-breaking pill I made. It should be of some use to the soldiers in the army who are sick."

Qin Yuan was not polite and accepted it immediately and had someone deliver it to the military camp.

Although it is a placebo, it is better than nothing.

Then, he took Ge Hong out.

He remembered clearly that cowpox could treat smallpox and could also be prevented through vaccination.

I just don’t know how to do it specifically.

According to common sense, it should be enough to just apply it on contact.

Otherwise, this treatment method would not have been discovered, right?

Jingzhou.

Yan Jiaoran has been having nightmares recently.

Either I dreamed that Qin Yuan ran away with Murong Yanran, or I dreamed that Qin Yuan ran away with Li Yinhuan.

I was so upset that I couldn't sleep the whole night.

It's like I'm suffering from lovesickness.

The whole person became depressed and lived in fear.

The officials of the Imperial Medical Bureau could not figure out what illness Yan Jiaoran had, and no matter what medicine she took, there was no improvement.

For several days.

Yan Jiaoran was exhausted.

at the same time.

Jingzhou was suddenly hit by a disaster.

Among the fourteen counties under the jurisdiction of Jingzhou City, eight villages have already been hit by the plague.

The spreading trend is like wildfire and cannot be controlled at all.

Yan Jiaoran looked at the memorial and stamped her feet anxiously.

How could such a great plague suddenly break out? The people were in panic and the government was shaken.

She could only immediately order the imperial doctors to take the medicinal materials to the sealed-off village.

What is far more terrifying than the plague is rumors.

The aristocratic families found an excuse and started to take advantage of the situation to stir up trouble and add insult to injury.

It was said that Yan Jiaoran was not worthy of being the emperor, which angered God and brought down disasters one after another.

Especially those villages that are quarantined.

The people wanted to escape, but the soldiers drove them away with their guns and sticks in tears. Pharmacist Li, who was in charge of the safety of the entire Jingzhou, wanted to kneel on the ground and kowtow to the people, asking them to go back home and prevent the plague from spreading.

When disaster strikes, people's hearts become instantly clear, filled with sadness, pain, and helplessness...

Usually at this time, Yan Jiaoran would lead the ministers to burn incense and confess their sins, taking all the sins on himself and begging for God's forgiveness.

Facing the plague.

She was helpless and could only rely on ghosts, gods and luck.

In order to control the plague, some people instigated the people to block the entire Jingzhou city, with no one allowed to leave but not enter, and all businesses closed.

Some people became even more frightened when they saw this, and immediately left the city to seek refuge with their relatives and friends in other places.

There was also rampant banditry in the city, and Pharmacist Li had to allocate some of his manpower to catch the thieves and maintain public order.

The court was also thrown into chaos.

Imperial study.

Yan Jiaoran sat on the dragon throne with a decadent look.

You bastard, you man!

Come back soon!

I can’t take it anymore!

Unexpectedly, the plague spread at an unusually fast speed, which caught the entire court off guard. Even though Yan Jiaoran worked hard and tried all possible measures, it was still impossible to control the disease.

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!

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