At this moment, Lu Yan was like a towering mountain, sheltering everyone from the wind and rain;
At that moment, Chen Qingwan saw a glimmer of hope.
Under Lu Yan's leadership, Jingzhou City overcame the plague and restored its former prosperity.
Jingzhou is saved!
This idea burned fiercely in her heart like a wildfire.
"Open the city gates!"
The heavy city gate slowly opened as the soldiers pushed it open.
The sunlight shone on Lu Yan, giving him a golden glow.
It made him look like a god descended from heaven.
Lu Yan rode a tall horse and led his troops into the city shrouded in plague.
They came with hope and with a mission.
Inside the city gate, Chen Qingwan gazed at him quietly, her eyes flashing with complex emotions.
There was admiration, gratitude, and even a little bit of... affection?
Lu Yan moved nimbly, performed a beautiful somersault, and landed steadily on the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
He reached out and took a cloth bag from the accompanying doctor.
The bag was folded neatly into a square, with sharp edges, like a block of tofu.
He solemnly handed the cloth bag to Chen Qingwan and explained:
"Miss Chen, this is a face mask. It could save your life in a critical moment!"
He solemnly opened the cloth bag, revealing neatly folded white face masks inside.
"This item is made from precious materials such as silkworm silk, thousand-year-old snow lotus, and ten-thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum."
"It was finally refined after being blessed by 81 eminent monks for 49 days."
"It can block all sickness, poison, and miasma, and even the stench of Wang Ergou's feet next door!"
Lu Yan paused for a moment, then took a set of light blue clothes from another doctor.
The clothing has a peculiar design and is made of an unknown material.
It feels slightly rough to the touch, but the cut is good, simple and elegant, with a touch of futuristic technology.
"This is a protective suit. Wearing it will make you invulnerable to swords and bullets, water and fire, and all poisons!"
Lu Yan was talking nonsense with a straight face.
Chen Qingwan looked at these unheard-of objects, her mind filled with doubt.
Can this thin mask really have such magical effects?
And this protective suit looks weird. Will I look like a big green caterpillar if I wear it?
She couldn't help but steal a glance at Lu Yan, noticing his serious expression, which didn't seem feigned.
He thought to himself: Could it be some kind of lost treasure from the martial arts world?
“Miss Chen, this epidemic is dangerous, it’s always good to be more careful.”
Seeing that Chen Qingwan was hesitant, Lu Yan added another sentence.
Chen Qingwan thought to herself, since Lu Yan is taking this so seriously, these things must be extraordinary.
So she said no more, took the mask, and carefully put it on her face.
Wearing this mask on my face feels strange, and it makes it a little difficult to breathe; it's like wearing a thin veil.
She clumsily put the protective suit on.
The protective suit was a bit cumbersome to put on, and it took her quite a bit of effort to get it on.
Seeing that Chen Qingwan was dressed, Lu Yan nodded in satisfaction and praised her:
"Miss Chen is indeed a heroine. Wearing this protective suit, she looks even more heroic and splendid!"
Chen Qingwan felt a little embarrassed by his praise, and her face flushed slightly.
Lu Yan took the mask and protective suit from the doctor and put them on skillfully.
The soldiers behind him followed suit, their movements synchronized and well-trained.
Suddenly, a group of people dressed in strange clothes appeared at the entrance of the inn, standing out conspicuously in the sunlight.
With firm steps, they marched in a grand procession toward Chen Qingwan's temporary residence.
We set off for the largest inn in town.
Sunlight shone on their unusual protective suits.
It reflects a plastic-like sheen, making it particularly eye-catching.
Lu Yan walked at the front, his face half-covered by a mask.
Only a pair of bright, piercing eyes were visible.
Chen Qingwan followed closely behind, her protective suit slightly oversized.
It made her appear even more petite, yet exuded a resolute air.
The soldiers at the inn's entrance saw this group of strangely dressed people.
Everyone's eyes widened.
They whispered among themselves, speculating about the origins of these people.
Some say they are extraordinary figures from the martial arts world, some say they are immortals descended to earth, and some say they are demons in human form.
"What...what's going on?"
"Shh! Keep your voice down, don't offend the important person!"
Just then, they saw Lu Yan and Chen Qingwan.
The soldiers immediately recognized the two important figures and quickly suppressed their curiosity.
They bowed respectfully and shouted in unison:
"Greetings, Young Master Lu! Greetings, City Lord!"
Lu Yan nodded slightly, indicating that they should dispense with the formalities.
The group filed in, and the inn's door slowly closed behind them.
The atmosphere in the inn's lobby was so heavy it seemed like water could drip from it.
Several doctors were treating a patient, their foreheads glistening with sweat.
The patient lay on a simple hospital bed, pale-faced and breathing weakly.
Chen Qingwan's face was filled with anxiety.
She had never seen such a severe epidemic before, and had no idea how to deal with it.
She gripped the silk handkerchief tightly in her hand, her knuckles turning white.
Lu Yan looked around, taking in everyone's expressions.
He took a deep breath and said in a low voice:
"In my opinion, this epidemic is caused by cholera, which is caused by Vibrio cholerae."
"It can cause vomiting and diarrhea, rapid dehydration, and even death."
He paused, thinking to himself:
The sanitary conditions in ancient times were practically a cholera paradise!
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