Chapter 214 A bowl of medicinal soup for each person

"Husband, are you awake? How do you feel?" Seeing Song Shuan open his eyes, Chen Yiyu immediately stepped forward to ask.

Her face was full of anxiety and worry that she couldn't hide.

"Who asked you to come to the government office? Didn't I tell you to stay at home and take care of the two children?"

Song Shuan was startled to see his wife in front of him. He sat up suddenly.

"Wuwu..., husband, you don't know how worried I am about you. Just now the servant came to report that you fainted. How could I bear it?" Seeing that her husband had become so thin in just twenty days, she felt very sad.

"Okay, third aunt, third uncle is fine now." Feng Tianxing interrupted the two of them at the right time. There were more important things to do.

Hearing a child's voice, Song Shuan turned his eyes to Feng Tianxing.

"Madam, who is this child?"

"My husband, this is my eldest sister's little maiden Tianxing. And this one is His Majesty the King of Light."

"What? Your humble servant pays respects to His Majesty the King of Light." Song Shuan, who had reacted, was about to get up and greet him.

"Sir Song, no need to be polite. Where are the Crown Prince and his brother?" Yun Ranqing asked directly about the business.

"To His Majesty the King of Light, His Majesty the Crown Prince arrived the night before yesterday. This morning he sent people to various counties to check the situation, and he took Yuan Hao to find General Guan, but he has not returned yet. This

humble servant went outside the city to check this morning. Three or four out of ten people have been infected with the plague. They are hiding at home and dare not go out. People have died one after another." At this point, Song Shuan's throat was already hard.

He really had no choice. This plague was too severe.

He knew that he was also infected with the plague. Otherwise, he would not have fainted suddenly.

But at this moment, he felt nothing.

He was a little confused again. Was he infected with the plague? Or was he too tired to faint recently?

"Third uncle. Where is the doctor named Zhou Ankang who came with the imperial doctors?" Feng Tianxing interrupted.

"The imperial doctors have been assigned to various counties this morning to participate in the rescue. Doctor Zhou happened to be arranged in the prefectural city, and should be near the government office."

He remembered this because Feng Yuanhao specifically told him. As soon as his niece came, he told her where Zhou Ankang was.

"Okay, third uncle, please send someone to call Zhou Ankang back immediately. I have something to arrange for him." Feng Tianxing was more serious than ever before.

In the face of a major epidemic, time is life.

Before Song Shuan could give any orders, a yamen runner turned around and ran away.

Well, he is a good subordinate.

When Zhou Ankang was brought in, Feng Tianxing saw that he had wrapped himself up tightly from head to toe.

Only his eyes, ears, mouth and nose were exposed.

Feng Tianxing saw that he was very cautious, not bad, he deserves to be a doctor.

The other imperial doctors should be the same.

"Uncle Zhou, write a prescription for treating colds right away.

Third uncle, set up a few big pots at the gate of the provincial government office and boil the medicine.

I have a good medicine to add to it. Let all the people in the office drink a bowl first, and then let all the people in the city who are not infected with the disease line up and each get a bowl to drink.

First ensure that those who are not infected with the disease are not infected, and then let them take care of those who are already infected." Feng Tianxing said hurriedly.

Song Shuan already knew the ability of this niece through letters from his family, and he had no doubts and immediately made arrangements.

When the people in the government office knew that there was a medicine to resist the plague, they were all very happy and took action immediately.

There are more medicines for treating colds, and they are also very common, so it is easy to get them together.

In fact, it is not mainly based on the efficacy of the medicine, but on the spiritual liquid provided by Fengtianxing.

It's just that the use of some medicinal juice is to conceal the truth and convince the people. It's impossible to cure the disease by drinking a bowl of plain water, right?

Anyone would be suspicious.

When the staff in the yamen drank the bowl of water with little medicinal taste, they really felt that the fatigue in their bodies seemed to have disappeared a lot.

"The bottle of magic medicine that His Majesty Ming Wang added to the medicine is really magical." A yamen runner whispered happily to his companion.

"Keep your voice down, the adults told us to shut up. We just need to do our own things. It's good that we can survive."

The yamen runner who spoke was melancholy. He was ready at any time to be infected with the plague and die.

In the past few days, one-third of his companions have been infected with the plague and fallen down.

He had seen many people infected with the disease, getting worse day by day, and then dying. Especially some frail old people and children.

Seeing this, he felt sad at first, but he saw so much that he had no time to feel sad or sympathize with them. All of them were on the verge of death at any time.

Now there were only about twenty people around the adults who could give orders.

Today, even the adults fell down, and he was so scared that he trembled all over.

Fortunately, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince came, and they felt that they saw a glimmer of hope.

"Yes, yes, I got it."

"No, I have to take a bowl back for my wife and children."

"Didn't the Lord just say that? Let all the people in the city who are not infected come to drink. Is it necessary for you to deliver it alone? Come on, let's get the gongs and knock on the streets to notify the people to come quickly."

The two yamen runners who were whispering to each other did not wait for Song Shuan's instructions, and went to find things to do.

Four large pots were lined up in front of the provincial government office, boiling medicine in full swing.

Two yamen runners took the gongs, rode on horses, knocked on the streets, and shouted while knocking.

"The prefect has ordered that everyone who is not infected with the disease should go to the gate of the government office to get the medicine to prevent the disease. Everyone should act quickly, otherwise it will be gone."

The voice of the shouting was heard as they walked.

Some people who were locked up at home poked their heads out and listened to the shouting, some of them were skeptical.

But there were some who believed it.

They all walked out of their homes and headed for the government office.

When they saw that there were indeed several large pots emitting steam, they all gathered around to watch.

"Everyone go home and get your own bowls. Each person gets a bowl of medicine soup. This is the good medicine sent by the emperor, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Song Shuan shouted from the high platform. He also promoted the emperor to increase trust.

When everyone saw that the person who shouted was the prefect, they all doubted him. When they heard that it was sent by the emperor, or sent by the crown prince himself, the fear they had felt for many days was gone, and they all turned around and ran home to get bowls.

When the bowls of medicine juice were put into the bowls and cooled down and then drunk, everyone felt as if their bodies had become much lighter. They were more convinced of the efficacy of this medicine.

Then the word spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred. Anyone who was not infected with the disease went to the gate of the government office to get a bowl of medicine soup to drink.

There were too many people, and four pots were not enough. In the end, twenty pots were set up and distributed to four city districts in the southeast, northwest, and northeast to meet the needs of the people in the city.

It took three days and three nights to let everyone in the city drink a bowl of soup with a very light medicinal taste. Including those who were infected with the plague, they were taken back by their families to drink.

Then every infected person who drank the medicine felt that his symptoms were under control, or at least did not develop into a more serious condition.

Everyone finally saw hope, and from the first day, the number of deaths in the entire city decreased a lot, but those who were infected were indeed too serious and still could not resist the magic of the plague.

The condition no longer worsened, and the doctors prescribed some medicine to control the symptoms. Slowly, the human body developed resistance, and over time, one by one, they recovered.

This is a later story.

After Feng Tianxing saw that four pots were set up at the door, he left enough spiritual liquid for Zhou Ankang and told him how much to add to a bottle. Then he took Yun Ranqing to find General Guan.

The soldiers, although they were all young and strong men with better resistance, they always rushed to the front line, collecting patients from every household and doing isolation work.

Some soldiers also guarded the various road intersections leading to the inland to prevent people in the epidemic area from escaping to the inland.