Chapter 879 Will You Cry?
"Divine Doctor Fu."
Everyone seemed to have just woken up from a dream, and they all saluted Fu Zhaoning cautiously.
They actually wanted to kneel down and kowtow, but Eleven and the others held them up and signaled them to just stand.
"Just call me Doctor Fu."
Fu Zhaoning felt helpless. He didn't know when these rules were established. Once you joined the Great Medical Association, you would be called a miracle doctor.
In fact, God is not that great, and she still has some diseases that cannot be cured.
"Everyone just needs to get to know each other first. I will check the pulse of all ten of you later. If you feel unwell or have any infectious diseases, please tell me in advance."
Since he was going to use them, Fu Zhaoning would naturally check them first.
"I'm not sick. My name is Ah He. Lord An asked me to take them and follow the instructions of Doctor Fu." Ah He looked at Fu Zhaoning, still a little nervous.
I wonder if such a noble female doctor will dislike them.
"Okay, don't be nervous, just say your name."
Ah He and the others didn't really believe that Fu Zhaoning could remember their names after just saying them once. However, they all felt it was an honor to be able to say their names in front of her.
"My name is Liu Dahe——"
"I'll call for money—"
"Everyone calls me Big Pot—"
Fu Zhaoning listened to their names, remembered them, waved his hand, and asked them to line up and come over to take his pulse.
The convoy had already moved forward, and they still had to arrange to enter the city first. The guards who were sent to explore the way should be waiting at the city gate.
Fortunately, although these ten people were weak, malnourished, and over-tired, they did not have any serious problems.
Fu Jinchen paid careful attention when selecting people.
Fu Zhaoning gave each person a pill.
"This is a pill for replenishing blood and qi, you guys take it."
She used many kinds of precious medicinal materials in these pills, not because she was generous, but she estimated that the workload would be very heavy in the next half month. These people were already seriously tired and malnourished, so she didn't want them to get sick just from helping her.
They took the pills and looked at each other nervously. It was Ah He who took the pills first.
"Doctor Fu, there is no need to harm us." He whispered to those people.
When they met, they were given pills as soon as they met. They felt a little uneasy, not knowing whether it was medicine or poison.
But after hearing what Ah He said, they were convinced again. Yes, Doctor Fu looked like a nobleman. They were all refugees from disasters and had nothing. Was it worth it for Doctor Fu to waste a poison?
There is nothing to be gained from them.
After thinking it through, they all felt a little guilty. How could they doubt Doctor Fu?
Seeing that they all took the medicine, Fu Zhaoning felt funny.
"Don't worry, this is really a tonic. There are many disaster victims in Zhecheng, and there may be many patients and injuries, so it may be very busy and tiring. I also hope that you can hold on."
"Don't worry, Doctor Fu. We will definitely be able to help. Just tell us if you need anything." Ah He replied quickly.
They all nodded, fearing that Fu Zhaoning would not be able to use them.
"Let's go and prepare to enter the city."
Fu Zhaoning got on the carriage and took a deep breath, hoping that the situation in Zhecheng would be better than expected.
The prefect of Zhecheng was named You Zhangwen. You Zhangwen's former teacher was Old Master An, and he went to the same academy as An Nian, so they were considered brothers, and a close relationship at that.
When Prefect You knew that An Nian was coming to Zhecheng, he did his best to arrange their accommodation. In the past two days, he would hang out at the city gate from time to time, waiting to greet them.
An Nian and his friends seemed to be fine from outside the city, except that there was a lot of garbage left by people on both sides of the official road outside the city, as well as some small sheds made of stones and wooden boards, which made it look a bit dirty.
"There must have been many disaster victims who had not been able to enter the city before, so they gathered here to rest," said An Nian.
Fu Zhaoning also saw suspicious dark brown stains on the ground in some places.
That must be dried blood.
It must have been very chaotic here before, and people had died.
They originally thought that was before, and things should be better now that people have been settled in the city. However, as soon as they entered the city gate, they saw that the open space near the city gate was filled with very simple tents.
Cloth of various colors, with messy stains on them, were propped up with bamboo and wooden sticks to form tents. Some of them had holes in them. They were densely packed together, one next to the other.
Now these tents are crowded with people, some sitting, some leaning, some lying down, and some crouching. All of them have pale faces and dull eyes.
Some people were humming, some were whispering to comfort their sick children, and some were crying while holding their children. All the sounds were intertwined together, making it a mess.
A path was left in the middle, with officials blocking both sides.
There were also some half-grown children staring at the city gate with wide eyes.
As soon as Fu Zhaoning and his group entered the city, everyone's eyes immediately fell on them.
At the same time, many people stood up suddenly, with green light flashing in their eyes.
That kind of situation is a bit scary.
"Junior Brother An!" Prefect You rushed over quickly and climbed onto An Nian's carriage without even looking at him. "Let's go first. Let's talk about it after this."
"Speed up." An Nian gave the order immediately.
It seems that the disaster victims settled next to the city gate are not easy to manage. Even Prefect You dare not relax.
The carriage and horses drove quickly into the city.
Along the way, most of the shops on both sides were closed, and under the eaves of some shops that looked more sheltered from the wind and rain, there were victims huddled together in worn-out quilts.
Some of the open shops were crowded with people.
There were basically no ordinary people with normal expressions on the street.
Prefect You took them on a detour to the house where they were to be resettled.
"If you come by yourself and want to go to the government office to find me, you have to cross an open space. Now that open space is full of disaster victims, it's even more chaotic. If you have so many carriages there, it might attract thousands of them to rush over."
An Nian felt heavy-hearted after hearing this.
If thousands of people come over, something bad will really happen.
We can't let the palace guards kill the victims.
Moreover, if a few random people caught Fu Zhaoning, it would be a big disaster.
If the prefect had not been his senior brother and had not written a letter earlier asking him to make arrangements, An Nian would have opposed Fu Zhaoning coming along with so many supplies.
"Is Princess Jun really here?" Prefect You asked him in a low voice.
He found it unbelievable when he received the news.
"Here we are, in the carriage behind."
"Will she be scared and cry when she sees this?" Prefect You was really curious.
A happy New Year meal.
"Brother, come and see for yourself later."
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