There were far fewer patients today. After checking on several critically ill patients, Mu Jin had some free time, so she went to the pharmacy shed at No. 11 Hospital.
Last night, Mu Jin instructed Eleven not to bleed again. Mu Jin went into the medicine shed and saw that Eleven was busy brewing medicine. The bandage on Eleven's wrist was the one she had tied for him last night. Judging from the fact that it had not been changed, it was clear that Eleven had not cut himself again to draw blood for medicine.
However, thinking about it, the people in and around Beijing who are seriously ill are gradually recovering and no longer need to undergo bloodletting during the National Day holiday.
"Are you done with your work, Miss?"
"Okay! Don't worry about me, you go about your business."
Upon receiving Mu Jin's order, Shiyi turned his attention back to work.
Seeing how Eleven, who was lying sickly in bed yesterday, was now full of energy and brewing medicine at the herbal medicine shed, Mu Jin couldn't help but feel envious.
Mu Jin glanced outside and, finding no one there, walked closer to Eleven and whispered, "Your inherited physique is truly unique. You were practically dead last night, but you're better so quickly today."
"It was thanks to the blood-nourishing tonic that Miss had prepared that I was able to recover so quickly."
As he spoke, Shiyi smiled and brought a stool for Mujin, and took out the snacks he had prepared for Mujin before leaving the city, so that Mujin could sit next to him and eat.
"When did you start learning bad habits from others? You've even started using those sycophantic words."
When Shiyi heard Mu Jin say that about him, he just smiled and then went back to brewing the medicine.
Mu Jin hadn't eaten for long when she heard someone crying and wailing outside the medicine shed.
Mu Jin and Eleven exchanged a glance, put down what they were holding, and quickly left the medicine shed.
On the open ground, an old man was seen holding a child and crying to the people surrounding him.
"Your court is telling us common people that the plague has been brought under control by Princess Yun's medicine and that no one is infected anymore. I thought so too when I saw my grandson getting better and running around like a madman a few days ago. But today he suddenly died! Now that I think about it, Princess Yun probably found some fake medicine somewhere to deceive us common people so that Prince Yun could ascend to that high position. He seemed to get better at first, and then he died when we went home, just to fool the court and the people! What a vicious heart!"
After the old man finished speaking, he hugged the child again and cried out to heaven and earth. The onlookers who had gathered to watch all showed expressions of horror, fearing that their apparent recovery was an illusion and that they too would die like the child in the next moment.
Looking at the slowly stirring crowd and hearing the old man's incoherent ramblings, Shiyi couldn't help but feel annoyed.
"Don't talk nonsense. Princess Yun's medicine has cured countless people inside and outside the city. How could it kill anyone?"
As soon as the eleventh episode ended, several more people ran out of the resettlement shed for disaster victims not far away, crying and shouting that their family members had died after taking the medicine prescribed by Princess Yun.
The old man in front of them pointed at the group of people in the distance and then at Mu Jin.
“Look, everyone! I’m not lying, but the others have also died after taking Princess Yun’s medicine. My poor grandson, your parents passed away early, leaving only you and me to depend on each other. We finally thought we could find a way to survive in the capital, but we were perfectly healthy, and then we died after taking Princess Yun’s fake medicine.”
"Princess Yun killed people with that fake medicine! Give us back our lives!" Someone shouted from the crowd.
Upon hearing that sound, the onlookers began to clamor in fear, completely forgetting how Mu Jin had previously spared no effort in rescuing the people from danger.
Mu Jin and Eleven both noticed the unusual behavior of this group of people. Mu Jin, in particular, had seen no fewer than a thousand infected people in the past few days. Even the patient who was on the verge of death miraculously recovered after drinking Eleven's medicine.
She hadn't understood why the medicine worked so quickly before, but after learning about Eleven's miraculous blood last night, she became even more convinced that the medicine would only be effective for these disaster victims.
The fact that he had taken the medicine for eleven days in the city and had been in contact with so many critically ill patients every day without being infected further proves that the medicine can not only treat but also prevent, and will definitely not kill anyone.
Seeing the commotion in the crowd, Shiyi stood in front of Mu Jin and reached out to grab her hand tightly, ready to use his light-footed skills to carry her away if the refugees surrounded them.
He was truly afraid that if he panicked, he would repeat his mistake on the day the city was opened, causing Mu Jin to be in danger.
Just as the group of rioters rushed toward Mu Jin demanding an explanation, several squads of soldiers carrying spears ran toward the rioting crowd. Su Yi was standing in front of the soldiers who were heading toward Mu Jin.
The soldiers, armed with spears, separated the rioters near Mu Jin and shouted that anyone who dared to cause trouble would be beaten to death on the spot.
Only then did the crowd gradually quiet down. They had witnessed the fate of rioters on the day the city gates were opened; they feared that those who didn't die from illness might die from their own actions.
Su Yi glanced at Mu Jin, who was unharmed, and then looked at the old man who was holding the child's corpse and wailing.
When the old man saw so many soldiers surrounding him, his crying stopped abruptly. He glanced at Su Yi and the soldiers, then began to wail and scream again.
Su Yi said to the old man, "Old man, where are you from? What difficulties are you facing? Tell me, and maybe I can help you."
"Your Highness, I am Zhu San, a farmer from Luanshi Village in Yun County. You must do justice for me! To gain a good reputation for the Prince of Yun, Princess Yun actually gave us people medicine that kills people. My sick grandson took it and it worked. Just when I thought I could take my grandson back to our hometown, he died today. Princess Yun deceived the court and the people. Her heart is despicable!"
Upon hearing the old man's words, Su Yi burst into laughter.
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