Chapter 212 Wanjie Ganyang City

The spiritual energy is so dense, much denser than what I saw in the past two days.

And it is dripping onto the spiritual stone drop by drop, gathering into a thin stream, and slowly flowing into the small pit at the foot of the mountain.

This small pit was specially dug by the old man of the spiritual plant to collect spiritual liquid.

The three of them walked closer and saw that the small pit was full.

"Wow, that's great, this space magic weapon actually knows that I need a lot of spiritual liquid, so humane. Master, do you know what's going on?" Feng Tianxing was very happy.

"Maybe it also senses the epidemic outside. I don't know all the functions of this space, only Master Yun knows. This situation is also the first time." The old man of the spiritual plant glanced at Yun Ranqing.

But he didn't know anything.

"Hurry, let's pack it up." Feng Tianxing excitedly went to get the bottle.

With this spiritual liquid, more people can be saved.

After collecting the spiritual liquid, Feng Tianxing began to refine pills again.

She had to prepare more pills for the rescuers fighting the epidemic,

especially the doctors.

Only if they are not infected can they do more and save more people.

After hurrying, Feng Tianxing and his party finally arrived in Ganyang City five days later.

And Yun Ranzheng and his party only took three and a half days to get there. It can be seen that they changed horses several times on the road.

Feng Tianxing has given the guards Lingyuan Pills. This pill can increase their resistance several times, remove invading impurities, and ensure that they are not infected by the epidemic.

Feng Tianxing has been refining this pill in space for the past few days and has never stopped.

At this time, they were about to enter the city, but she was still sleeping soundly due to exhaustion.

Yun Ranqing felt so distressed when he saw it.

Yun Ranqing opened the curtain and looked at the city gate. The gate was closed, and there were soldiers patrolling back and forth on the tower.

When he saw a carriage coming, he immediately shouted, "Who is coming?"

A guard stepped forward and replied, "His Royal Highness Ming Wang is here."

Yun Ranqing stepped out of the carriage at the right time.

The soldier knew Yun Ranqing was genuine as soon as he saw his face. No one could see that face, which was the most obvious identification.

The soldier was obviously the leader, and he should have heard of the characteristics of Ming Wang, otherwise he would not have been able to confirm it at a glance.

The soldier immediately went down the tower, and slowly opened the city gate with his two companions to let people into the city.

The carriage entered the city.

All the way to the prefectural mansion, Yun Ranqing asked the carriage to go slower.

Walk more and look around. He wanted to first understand this city and what stage it has reached now. Sister Feng will definitely ask when she wakes up.

Yun Ranqing looked at this city he had never been to.

Ganyang City, the closest city to Shuilong Country, was once a prosperous border town, but now it is shrouded in silence.

The streets are empty, broken only by the occasional falling leaves and the cries of crows in the distance.

The shadow of the plague hangs over the entire city, and the air is filled with an indescribable heaviness and oppression.

The once bustling market has now become a ruin, with all kinds of abandoned items and dilapidated stalls scattered everywhere, and no one is cleaning them up.

The doors and windows of some houses are closed, and talismans used to ward off evil and avoid epidemics are hung on the doors, but these cannot prevent the spread of the disease.

Occasionally, a gust of wind blew by, bringing with it clouds of dust and strange smells, which made Yun Ranqing and the guards frown.

Occasionally, one or two pedestrians were seen, with endless fear and despair on their faces.

Every shop closed its doors tightly, and every household closed its doors and windows tightly.

In some corners, some patients were struggling in pain. It was obvious that they were thrown out by their families.

In the face of life and death, the ugliness of some people's human nature was revealed.

Their faces were pale, and their eyes were full of helplessness and despair.

Their coughs, groans, and rising body temperatures all silently declared the cruelty and ruthlessness of this plague.

No one cared about them, and they could only wait to die.

The whole city seemed to be shrouded in a thick haze, making it impossible to see the road ahead.

It has only been twelve days since Lord Song sent the secret report back to the capital, and it has been less than a month since the epidemic was discovered. How could it have developed so seriously?

My father has ordered the infected to be quarantined, but now it is obvious that he has not done so.

Could it be that the whole population has been infected?

Thinking of this, Yun Ranqing frowned tightly.

Suddenly, a woman rushed out of a door. She

was holding a two-year-old child in her arms.

"My son, you have to hold on. The emperor has sent a doctor, who will definitely be able to save us. I will take you to see the doctor now," the woman cried as she walked.

But when her way was blocked by a sword, she raised her head.

She saw twenty men on horseback in front of her, staring at her with eager eyes.

She was so scared that she knelt down with a thump.

But then she thought, she hadn't done anything wrong, so she stood up again and stepped aside, waiting for the group of people to pass.

"Sister-in-law, is your child sick?" Yun Ranqing got off the carriage and came to the woman.

The woman saw the boy standing in front of her. Although she couldn't see his face, he was wearing luxurious clothes. She had never seen clothes made of such good materials.

She knelt down again: "Sir, I didn't mean to offend you, please forgive me."

Yun Ranqing heard that she spoke clearly, and she must have received some education. She

squatted down, stretched out her hand and touched the child's forehead, and it was indeed very hot.

If he is not treated, the child will die in two days.

Without further ado, Yun Ranqing took out a bottle of spiritual liquid from his arms, pried open the child's mouth, and poured a few drops in.

"Sister-in-law, I gave the child a good medicine. It shouldn't take long for the child's fever to go away. Go back and wipe his body with water.

The medicine sent by the Emperor is on the way, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has also come in person, so the epidemic will surely be under control."

Yun Ranqing spoke to the young woman while moving.

The young woman knelt on the ground and let Yun Ranqing feed the medicine to her child. It was obvious that she had reached the point of despair, and she let him feed the medicine without asking clearly.

After hearing what Yun Ranqing said, the young woman was so excited that she burst into tears.

"Wuwu..., young master, are you telling the truth?"

Yun Ranqing nodded.

"That's great, we are saved. But why didn't

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince come earlier? The child's father is already dead, because he was infected with the epidemic and passed it on to us.

Even if we survive, how will we live in the future? "The young woman was overwhelmed with sorrow again.

"Don't worry, sister-in-law, the government will find a way to solve it, and Lord Song will lead the people to live a stable life." Yun Ranqing didn't know how to comfort her. The dead can't be resurrected, so he could only draw a big pie for her.

"Sister-in-law, go back quickly. Also tell the neighbors, relatives and friends that the emperor has sent the imperial physician, and he will soon be able to prepare a prescription for treating the epidemic." Yun Ranqing wanted to reach out and help the young woman up, but she dodged.

"Young master, you'd better be careful, don't let the young woman get infected." With hope, the young woman stopped crying and took the child home.