The fruit looked particularly tempting. Jiang Sheng reached out to pick it, and saw two crows landing and eating the red fruit bite by bite. A faint rotten smell came from the crows.
Um?
Crows also like to eat fruit.
A flash of inspiration seemed to pass through Jiang Sheng's mind, but he didn't catch it. He vaguely felt that he had overlooked something very important, but he couldn't remember it for a while, and his brows were furrowed.
After the crows flew away, he reached out to pick some and followed the vines down to the bottom of the cliff.
When Jiang Ziang saw him come back, he slowly let go of the worry in his heart.
"Doctor Mo, where have you been?"
"Oh, I went to the cliff to take a look and found a lot of red fruits there. I've never seen them before, so I don't know if they are edible."
Wang Er took a closer look and his face changed. "Doctor Jiang, this fruit looks very similar to the poisonous fruit from my hometown. Someone died from eating it by mistake. You'd better not touch it."
Jiang Sheng pinched the red fruit and hesitated: "Is it poisonous? Are you sure? But I saw a crow eating it."
"This... looks very similar. It's best not to eat unfamiliar fruits. If you get poisoned, there's no way out and you can only wait to die."
"Okay, then I won't eat it."
A black-armored soldier came running over and shouted excitedly, "Second General, the Major General has sent some food. We have food and can hold out for a while longer."
Jiang Ziang's eyes lit up, and he patted Jiang Sheng's shoulder vigorously, saying happily: "Hehe, I knew that Master Father would definitely not ignore it. Let's hold on for a while longer."
"If you haven't contracted the plague, you should be able to go out. Everyone, hold on."
"Hiss, Second General, this is my shoulder. It's made of human bones, not a Hun's head. Why are you using so much force? It hurts!"
Jiang Sheng reached out and slapped his hand away, then quietly moved away.
He grimaced, obviously in great pain.
Jiang Ziang raised his hand and scratched his head awkwardly, saying, "Sorry, I forgot you're not very good at martial arts and you're still weak, so I didn't control my strength well."
"Haha, just stay away from me. I don't want my bones to be broken."
The black-armored soldiers brought over the food and medicine and began to prepare to cook.
Seven days passed in a flash, and everyone was trapped at the bottom of the cliff. They knew nothing about the outside world. They didn't know whether the Huns had retreated, nor did they know whether there was a plague in the outside world.
However, from the decreasing amount of food delivered, it can be seen that the situation in the military camp is probably not very good.
Some of the black-armored soldiers also began to suffer from illness, with blisters on their bodies, fever, and general weakness. It was definitely the plague.
Jiang Sheng's expression became increasingly solemn. He kept trying to prepare medicine, but in the end the effect was minimal. He watched as the two black-armored soldiers were dying and were about to die.
The sound of crows was heard and everyone turned to look.
I saw crows standing beside the dying black-armored soldiers, staring at them with their eyes, as if waiting for them to die so that they could have a good meal.
Seeing this, Jiang Ziang clenched his fists and slammed them hard on the stone wall. A deep sense of powerlessness came over him: "Damn it, what kind of plague is this? Why is it so severe?"
Jiang Sheng stared at the crow, then looked at the black-armored soldier lying on the ground. This time, he caught the flash of inspiration in his mind.
He stood up and said anxiously, "I have a plan. Wait for me..."
Soon he came with a bowl of water, crushed the red fruit, mixed it with water and fed it to the dying black-armored soldier. He watched him swallow it bit by bit and waited quietly by the side.
An hour later, the black-armored soldier who was originally on the verge of death slowly moved his fingers, opened his eyes and looked over, saying weakly.
"I'm hungry, but there's food."
When everyone heard this, their eyes lit up instantly.
A smile slowly appeared on Jiang Sheng's solemn face. "It should be effective. Whether it can be cured or not, we have to wait and see."
Seeing this, Jiang Ziang raised his hand and was about to take a photo, but he met the wary eyes and the evasive body, so he put his hand down awkwardly.
"Ahem, Doctor Mo, please tell me, how did you discover the medicine to cure the plague?"
"It's not medicine, it's red fruit."
Everyone: “……?”
Jiang Sheng pointed to the crows feeding on a rotting corpse not far away, then to the red fruit tree on the cliff, and said slowly, "Haven't you noticed that crows don't get the plague from eating corpses?"
"If the plague is contagious, then why aren't the crows sick? And then I noticed they were eating red berries, so I wondered if it was because of the red berries."
“I tried it and found that it really works.”
Everyone was silent. They really didn't notice it, and even if they did, it would be difficult to connect the two together.
Jiang Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and ordered his men to work without hesitation: "Go, look for more of these fruits. You can also eat the others that are not infected with the plague. They are not poisonous and will not kill you."
"It's good to take precautions. I'll also try to find a way to tell the Major General that I've found a cure for the plague."
"Recipe?"
"Yes, that's the recipe. Those Huns must not have known that the red fruit had this effect, otherwise they wouldn't have abandoned their soldiers and run away. If we use it properly."
"Perhaps this plague is a good thing for Dagan."
Jiang Ziang snapped his head, realizing what was going on, and stared at him intently, "Doctor Mo, you mean to infect the Xiongnu army with the plague, and then force them to sue for peace."
Jiang Sheng hummed, his eyes bright.
"If they can deliberately infect us with the plague, why can't we do the opposite and infect more of them, so that if they don't want to die, they can ask for a prescription."
"No, I want to buy prepared medicine. I want the prescription."
The two looked at each other and laughed.
Two days passed, three days passed, and the person who brought food did not come again. It was not until the fourth day that news came.
Zhang Yi ran over and said in a deep voice, "Second General, something happened at the barracks. They say they've been infected with the plague, so they can't send food over."
Jiang Sheng was stunned. "What? How could the military camp be infected with the plague? Did you tell the Major General that we already have a prescription for the plague?"
"Yes, a message has been sent back. They said that someone will come to pick us up tomorrow morning. We can get out alive."
Everyone laughed when they heard this. Since there was a plague outside, there was no need for them to be trapped here. Besides, there was a way to cure it, so there was no need to be afraid.
Jiang Ziang summoned everyone and warned them, "No one is allowed to utter a single word about the plague cure, or else you will be punished by military law."
"If this recipe is successful, the war with the Xiongnu will naturally end. We won't have to go to the battlefield and can directly return to the capital to reward our merits."
Everyone said in unison: "Yes, Second General, don't worry!"
The next morning
There was a sound coming from the exit, and soon the stones were cleared away. Jiang Ziang led his men out directly, and when he saw the familiar figure, he ran over directly.
When I saw his face clearly, I was stunned: "Brother, how come you are also infected with the plague?"
Jiang Ling raised the corner of his mouth, his expression normal: "Nothing, it's just that the Huns threw a corpse infected with the plague, and the soldiers came into contact with it and became infected, so I was infected too."
"Let's go, let's go back to the barracks and talk slowly!"
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