Chapter 326 Hell on Earth
The carriage slowly stopped beside Zhao Yi. A bony hand lifted the green cloth curtain and a figure came out of the carriage, his moon-white cloak fluttering in the wind.
Gu Changsheng was dressed in light blue, and in this world of ice and snow, he looked even more elegant and noble.
The moment Zhao Yi saw Gu Changsheng, his expression became serious.
"Cousin." Zhao Yi's eyes fell on Gu Changsheng's eyes, which were still tied with a ribbon. His eyes hadn't recovered yet, so he couldn't be exposed to strong light, let alone looking at white snow, as this would further damage them. "Your eyes need to be healed slowly, and you can't practice medicine anymore."
"My eyes have recovered a lot. As long as I don't overwork myself, I won't be in any serious trouble." Gu Changsheng stepped onto the wooden steps and slowly got off the carriage. "I learned medicine to help the world. Now that the plague is raging in Yingcheng, as a doctor, I can't just sit back and watch."
Zhao Yi frowned slightly, and before he could speak, he heard Gu Changsheng continue, "Don't tell Manman about this."
After a brief pause, Gu Changsheng continued, "My master is here too. He's very experienced and can pass on the method to Dean Chen. If Dean Chen can't cure it, I'll help."
Chen Yuanshi, standing by, was incredibly excited, like someone offering him a pillow just as he was dozing off. He immediately left Zhao Yi and Gu Changsheng behind and excitedly went to the carriage. He opened the curtain and saw the old man gnawing on a chicken leg, his mouth greasy.
"Mr. Zhong, I have been looking forward to seeing you day and night, and finally you are here." Chen Yuanshi took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to the old man.
The old man finished gnawing on the chicken leg with gusto, sucked the bone, threw it on the oil wrapper, grabbed the handkerchief handed to him by Chen Yuanshi, and wiped his mouth casually.
He didn't respond to Chen Yuanshi's words, got off the carriage, and looked at Gu Changsheng with an unhappy expression.
Gu Changsheng seemed to have sensed something, glanced over sideways, and pursed his lips slightly.
The old man snorted and did not let Gu Changsheng lose face.
He looked at the deserted long street and asked, "What's the situation in Yingcheng now?"
"Yingcheng built sheds specifically to house the sick. However, the disease spread very quickly, and people died within a few days. The deceased were buried in a cleared area."
Hospital Envoy Chen said solemnly, "There are new patients every day. The situation is not under control and is getting worse."
"Your approach is good." The old man praised, then changed the subject: "The people who died of the disease will also spread the disease to others. We must burn them to completely cut off the root cause."
Envoy Chen nodded and said, "I'll take you to see it."
The old man raised his chin and said, "Lead the way."
Director Chen took the old man to the place where the patients were placed.
Before leaving, the old man turned around and glanced at Gu Changsheng. He saw that he had his head slightly lowered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Chen Yuanshi urged, "Mr. Zhong, please hurry up and catch up."
The old man sighed inwardly and left with Chen Yuanshi.
Gu Changsheng followed the sound of footsteps.
Zhao Yi was worried about Gu Changsheng, so he said something to King Zhenbei and followed Gu Changsheng.
This time, Zhao Yi did not ride in a carriage, so he could see the city more clearly.
From the closed houses on the street, faint sounds of mournful cries could be heard.
Occasionally, a few people came out of the house. They had dejected faces and eyes full of despair. They knelt in front of a small temple and prayed, praying that the disaster that befell Yingcheng would pass quickly.
Suddenly, Zhao Yi stopped and looked at the snow not far away. A man was lying on the ground. A young woman was kneeling beside the man and shook his arm. When there was no response, she stroked the man's face with trembling hands and called out a few times.
The woman still received no response. The sky above her head collapsed, and her frail body was crushed, with her back bent.
Her lips trembled and her fingers stroked the man's face again and again, trying to wake him up in this way.
Zhao Yi looked at the woman's empty and desperate eyes, as if she had shed all her tears in the past few days and not a single tear could be shed.
Even so, he could still feel the woman's despair and sadness.
At this time, several soldiers came over, confirmed that the man had died of the disease, and dragged him away.
The woman hugged the man tightly, trying her best to stop the soldiers from taking her man away.
The other two soldiers grabbed her, pulled her away, and dragged her into the isolated area.
When Zhao Yi saw this scene, his heart felt as if it was being pressed down by a huge rock, heavy and hard to breathe.
Before coming to Yingcheng, he knew how terrible the plague was, but when he saw the tragic situation in the city with his own eyes, his mood became extremely heavy.
These people are victims of power struggle.
They shouldn't have to endure this.
Zhao Yi clenched his fists tightly, suppressed the emotions surging in his heart, and took a few steps forward before realizing that Gu Changsheng was standing there without moving.
He turned his head and saw Gu Changsheng untying the ribbon tied around his eyes and looking in the direction where the soldiers were taking the woman away.
Gu Changsheng withdrew his gaze, pursed his thin lips, and continued walking forward.
The closer we got to where the patients were being housed, the louder the cries became.
Soon, they arrived at the place where the patients were housed.
Gu Changsheng saw the imperial physician and the medical examiner checking the conditions of the patients room by room.
Some patients knelt on the ground, kowtowed to the imperial physician, and begged him to save their lives.
Some patients were seriously ill, lying on the ground, barely breathing, their eyes rolling as they watched the imperial physician walk past them. They wanted to stay, to beg, but no sound came out, and they couldn't move. Only the fingers at their sides flexed slightly, as if trying to grasp at a lifeline.
Gu Changsheng tightened his fingers, and his usually calm eyes were disturbed.
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