Shu Yun doesn't have the ability to develop a prescription to treat the plague. Perhaps if she had more time to think about it carefully, it might be possible, but right now the plague is spreading extremely fast and lives are at stake, so there isn't much time for her to study it.
When faced with diseases in the mortal world, these immortals often used elixirs as a treatment.
So Shu Yun immediately sent a message to Feng Ziyi, asking him to steal some of the pills his father, Nanpu, had refined for her.
The elixir of immortality is made from various spiritual objects from the three realms. It has miraculous effects on healing even the injuries of immortals themselves, let alone treating diseases in the mortal world.
After saying those words to her, Xie Fu quietly stayed with her in the clinic for a while, without interfering or trying to make conversation. He simply sat quietly beside her, watching her treat the patients.
He was dressed in a gold-embroidered Hu-style robe, exuding an air of nobility, with two squads of armored soldiers standing guard beside him.
He sat down next to the clinic, and those who came for cheap treatment dared not complain about the doctors' quietness or the cheap-looking medicines. After seeing a doctor and getting their medicine, they immediately ran away, afraid of being noticed by that dignified young master in black and causing trouble.
Xie Fu stayed with her in silence until the curfew clinic closed, at which point he finally got up.
Inside the clinic, the doctors and servants were packing up to leave, while secretly watching the two figures, one in black and one in white, at the clinic's entrance.
Xie Fu lowered his eyes and said softly to her, "I have made arrangements. You can stay in the city near the capital. There is no need to go to the southern border."
Shu Yun looked at him, "The Southern Border has been conquered by the Southern Barbarians?"
Xie Fu shook his head, his expression conflicted, as if he found it difficult to speak. Finally, he told her, "The plague spread too quickly. In just half a month, the entire southern border has fallen. Xiliang, Nanman... they have already abandoned those places..."
"The Southern Barbarians are one thing, they were originally invading the southern border of Xiliang," Shu Yun paused, "but the southern border belongs to Xiliang, are we just going to leave it like this?"
Xie Fu looked up at the night sky, then turned his head away. Shu Yun couldn't see the specific expression on his face. "The plague is spreading in the cities outside the Southern Border and is already difficult to deal with. Who has time to care about the Southern Border, which is already a dead city?"
"The plague is raging. If Xiliang can survive this disaster, it may reopen the road to the southern border."
By then, the Southern Territory will probably be a true dead city.
If there are still people alive in the Southern Territory, struggling and suffering from the plague, once everything settles down, either Xiliang will successfully survive this disaster and then be able to open the closed Southern Territory and go in to clean up the corpses that must have died long ago.
Alternatively, Xiliang might not have survived the disaster, and like the Southern Border, it might have perished due to the plague, disappearing into the annals of history.
The Xie family immediately sealed off the southern border, keeping those infected with the plague, or those who might be lucky enough not to be infected for the time being, out with high city walls. As a vassal and the ruler of Xiliang, this was the right decision.
The plague spread extremely quickly and fiercely. If those who were unsure whether they were infected were allowed to roam freely, that would truly be the day the Western Liang kingdom was destroyed.
Shu Yun responded to him softly.
Xie Fu didn't know, and neither did the Xie family, whether Xiliang could overcome this crisis. Therefore, they had no choice but to harden their hearts and eliminate any factors that might escalate the disaster.
But Shu Yun knew that this time, the fate of Xiliang would not be to disappear into history as a destroyed kingdom, because she was there.
She watched Xie Fu's figure disappear into the night, knowing that Xie Fu had no other choice but to come to the clinic to ask for her help.
Despite the fact that many renowned doctors in the capital of Xiliang had failed to cure him, Old Master Xie's health gradually improved under her care. If all those doctors had been sent out by the Xie family, and she had been left behind because of her relationship with Xie Fu, the Xie family, as the rulers of Xiliang, would likely be vilified by the people of Xiliang if others found out about this in the future.
Moreover, her medical skills were undoubtedly the best among all the Xie family's doctors, but Xie Fu still arranged for her to be placed in a safer place in the southern city.
He had done his best to protect her, and she understood.
As the autumn wind swept in from the west, Shu Yun shrugged and turned to walk into the backyard. "Wang Er, close the gate."
Wang and his companion were tall and strong. Standing there, they could reach the top key with a simple raise of their arms. He closed the door of the clinic and carefully checked all the keyholes, from top to bottom. Despite his burly appearance, he was very meticulous in his work.
Besides many pharmacies and warehouses, there were also several houses in the backyard for people to live in, where Wang Er and his two servants lived.
Of course, their residence was not in the same place as Shu Yun's.
When Shu Yun returned to her room, there were already people waiting impatiently inside.
Feng Ziyi wandered around aimlessly, looking here and there. Shu Yun's room was so small that you could see the whole room from one place without moving. Compared to her incredibly spacious palace in Penglai, it was practically a cramped little place.
He wanted to go out, but the message Shu Yun sent him repeatedly forbade him from wandering around, lest he scare people and cause her trouble.
What a joke! With his handsome face and elegant demeanor, wouldn't ordinary people immediately call him "Grandpa Immortal"? How could he scare people? Shu Yun thought he was like that guy Bei Xingxiu?
As soon as Shu Yun pushed open the door, she saw Feng Ziyi lying on her soft couch with an extremely natural expression, his face full of displeasure, as if afraid she wouldn't notice.
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