Song Zhiyu also noticed the prefect's gaze, a look of disgust flashing across his face. "You haven't even started treating anyone, yet you want to burn nearly a hundred villagers of Shijia Village alive. With such a heinous method, should I call you a doctor or a living devil?"
If sealing off villages is a last resort, then what justification can be used for disregarding human life?
Song Zhiyu disagreed with the actions of this renowned physician.
“What do you know, you little girl? If we don’t isolate the people infected with the plague as soon as possible, the number of people affected will only increase, and we will never be able to eradicate it. The decision to burn down Shijia Village may be extreme, but it is a good way.”
The renowned physician Ming only cares about the result, not the process, and even less about how many people have to be sacrificed.
He would be happy if the lives of a few hundred villagers could cure the plague ravaging Liangzhou.
"I disagree." Song Zhiyu didn't want to listen to his fallacies and stated her position directly.
This time, even Prefect Li's face darkened, and the covetousness in his eyes turned into displeasure at having his authority challenged. "Who do you think you are? Who gives you the right to disagree? I am now in charge of Liangzhou. Whatever I say goes."
Song Zhiyu smiled without saying a word, but the look in his eyes made Prefect Li's heart tremble, and he had a feeling that something was wrong.
The next moment, his idea came true.
"Prefect Li is really quite powerful. I never knew that a mere prefect could have such great power to disregard human life."
Zhou Xingzhi stepped out from behind Song Zhiyu. His handsome face, like that of a banished immortal, was aloof and cold, exuding an otherworldly and unapproachable aura.
Prefect Li's legs went weak instantly, and under the questioning gaze of Physician Ming, he knelt down with a thud, "This humble official pays respects to Your Highness the Crown Prince."
Your Highness!
The renowned physician Ming stared in astonishment, his hand stroking his beard pausing for a long moment before he finally reacted.
“If I hadn’t come, I wouldn’t have known that Prefect Li was so lawless.” Every step Zhou Xingzhi took felt like stepping on Prefect Li’s heart, filling him with fear.
The imperial court did send someone to Liangzhou to deal with the plague, but he thought it was just a powerless and incompetent imperial physician with some skills. Who would have thought that the crown prince would come in person?
This move caught him completely off guard, and he felt as if his official hat was about to fall off.
Prefect Li wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. "This humble official... this humble official is also thinking of the people of Liangzhou City."
"Whether you're thinking of the people or your career, you know the answer in your heart." Zhou Xingzhi didn't even frown, but his expressionless face made Prefect Li even more afraid.
He had long heard of the Crown Prince's ruthless methods; he was not as gentlemanly and upright as he appeared, and could easily take a person's life with a few words.
He finally felt afraid, but it was too late for regrets.
"My father sent the divine physician Liangyue to Liangzhou to treat the plague, and I was ordered to escort her. From now on, all matters concerning Liangzhou will be handled by Miss Song, and all decisions must be approved by Miss Song before they can be implemented." Zhou Xingzhi painstakingly placed Song Zhiyu in a high position to prevent any fools from bullying her.
On the other hand, it also makes it easier for her to carry out her subsequent treatment.
"Yes, yes, yes, I understand." Prefect Li nodded repeatedly, never expecting that the young girl in front of him, who looked still a bit immature, was actually the renowned Liangyue Divine Physician.
At the same time, she was also the Crown Prince's beloved.
Now he finally understood why the Crown Prince had risked his life to personally travel to Liangzhou.
It turns out he was blinded by beauty; he followed this person wherever he went.
The renowned physician Ming clearly understood as well. He secretly scoffed, thinking to himself, "What does a young girl like her know about medicine?"
What kind of "Divine Doctor Liangyue" is he? He's just a self-proclaimed expert who thinks too highly of himself just because he has some skills.
However, because of the Crown Prince, he couldn't lash out, but it was absolutely impossible for him to follow Song Zhiyu's arrangements.
Song Zhiyu saw that Doctor Ming didn't care, so she just smiled and didn't intend to argue with him.
A doctor who disregards the lives of hundreds of innocent people, a doctor who will stop at nothing to achieve his goals, is unworthy of being called a miracle doctor.
"I want to see Lord Pei and General Su." Song Zhiyu looked around the entire prefectural residence, but still couldn't find Pei Qingyan and Su Jinyang.
“This…” Prefect Li’s face stiffened, and he looked somewhat embarrassed.
Song Zhiyu seemed oblivious to his predicament and continued, "Where are they?"
Seeing that he could no longer hide the truth, Prefect Li had no choice but to tell the truth: "Lord Pei and General Su have both been infected with the plague. For their sake, I have arranged for them to stay in another residence, where they are being cared for by several doctors. Their lives are currently not in danger."
But this plague is too dangerous, and there is no solution yet. Miss Song, you should not go there for now.
His voice grew softer and softer under Song Zhiyu's gaze, until finally he gave an awkward laugh, shut his mouth, and led the people to another residence.
*
The following day, Shen Feng arrived in Liangzhou as scheduled, carrying his injuries and a cartload of herbs.
"My lord, are we sure we won't be discovered doing this?" The accompanying official, who was ordered to transport herbs to Liangzhou, was filled with anxiety, fearing that Song Zhiyu would find out something was amiss.
It turned out that the batch of herbs had been stolen by the men in black. In order to give an explanation to His Majesty, they had no choice but to take a risk and mix the real and fake Heavenly Star Grass together, hoping not to be discovered.
"What are you afraid of? These two herbs look so similar, and their medicinal effects are almost the same. They won't be able to tell." Shen Feng waved his hand dismissively, not thinking there was anything wrong with using Froststar Grass instead of Star Grass. As long as both could treat fever, it was fine.
Moreover, he mixed the real and fake Star Grass together, and what he delivered to Song Zhiyu was the real Star Grass, without any flaws.
Shen Feng rubbed the goosebumps that had risen on his arms and urged, "Hurry up, this Liangzhou City is very strange, I really can't stay here for another second."
Liangzhou is now a plague-ridden city; it would be best to leave as soon as possible.
*
City Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic.
Song Zhiyu's face, hidden beneath a veil, was unusually grave. Since yesterday, several more people had died in this plague, causing widespread panic.
Medicine was being simmered on a large makeshift stove in the courtyard. As the water boiled, a faint, bitter aroma of medicine filled the air.
Just as Song Zhiyu finished administering acupuncture to a patient suffering from the plague, a servant rushed in, shouting, "Miss Song, the herbs have arrived!"
Upon hearing this, she put down the medicine box in her hand, took a few big steps out the door, and a relieved smile appeared on her face.
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