Di Yanhen, who was busy distributing food to his subordinates, looked at Xiao Tang with some surprise.
Just one glance, and he really wanted to say, "Wow!"
It's really bustling and lively over there.
On the other hand, only a few people were distributing food on his side, as if people were less enthusiastic about food than about seeing a doctor.
The guard, covering his mouth and nose, whispered, "That's right. If you get the plague, you'll die. When people are about to die, they won't care about eating."
Di Yanhen glared at the talkative guard, then took out a black cloth from his pocket and covered his mouth and nose.
He must not catch the plague.
On the other side, Xiao Tang carefully examined everyone's pulses.
In order to better distinguish between patients, she had those with symptoms stand in a row, while those without symptoms stood further away.
This way, we can determine everyone's situation.
One of the older women said, "Young man, don't bother. Last time, the Regent invited a famous doctor to treat the plague, but that doctor still hasn't found a cure and ended up getting infected himself."
"Yes, yes, we're all quite infected. If the disease progresses further, we'll end up like those corpses on the street."
Following the direction they were pointing, Xiao Tang turned her head to look.
Several bodies lay on both sides of the street.
It was clearly just dead.
They were very thin, and their skin was bluish-purple. No one knew whether they had starved to death or died of the plague.
Xiao Tang turned her gaze back, her fingers still resting on the woman's wrist for a pulse. "Don't worry, this little thing is no problem for me. Your symptoms are relatively mild, so there's no need to panic. Just wait for the people delivering the medicine to come over."
Upon hearing that she could be cured, the aunt looked at Xiao Tang with immense gratitude.
That look in her eyes was as if she were looking at her benefactors.
These plagues can cause mild symptoms like dizziness, headaches, and fever, or severe symptoms like bleeding from all seven orifices, eventually leading to death.
This is, after all, just a disease invented by the author.
Fortunately, she had the prescription on hand.
Just as I picked up my pen to write down the prescription, a group of soldiers suddenly pushed through the crowd and squeezed into the street.
These soldiers, armed and wearing chilling ghost masks and black gloves, cleaned up the corpses on the street.
They carried the body to the crematorium and cremated it there.
Those soldiers with ghost masks were the regent's personal ghost army.
The fact that these ghost soldiers were mobilized shows that the Regent really values this matter of Liangping.
Xiao Tang slammed down the calligraphy brush in her hand and rushed forward, "Soldiers, wait a minute!"
The guards all stopped in their tracks.
Pairs of eyes peered through the ghost mask at Xiao Tang.
They also spotted Di Yanhen.
However, the Regent already knew that the Seventh Prince was coming to Liangping to atone for his sins.
The regent also ordered that he would not interfere in the affairs of the seventh prince.
This young doctor... he must have been brought by the Seventh Prince, right?
The soldiers looked at Xiao Tang coldly and indifferently, remaining collectively silent.
Xiao Tang smiled. "I heard that the Regent is seriously injured. I am a royal physician sent by the court. May I see the Regent?"
However, she was wearing a medical mask, and only her eyes outside the mask showed a smile.
This is such a rip-off...
[I, the legitimate Regent's wife, have to speak to soldiers in such a humble tone, tsk tsk.]
[As insignificant as I am...]
She didn't forget to take out the jade token indicating her status as an imperial physician, to show her identity.
The soldier in the lead had a subtle change in expression. He glanced at the jade token in her hand and then coldly shook his head.
Xiao Tang: ? ? ?
[Big Brother, what does it mean by shaking your head?]
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