"Let's do this, brother Daniel, if I cure your girl.
You run an errand for me,
When you go to the Governor's Mansion, tell him that you are His Highness's people, and you want to mix up all the medical alcohol.
Then you bring someone to deliver it to me. "
It is not difficult to make medical alcohol. Lao Wu Zhu Ru has developed it a long time ago and invested in the Ming Dynasty.
There were constant wars in the Ming Dynasty, and there were many wounded people.
With medical alcohol, the mortality rate of the wounded can be greatly reduced.
Daniel said blankly,
"good."
An old man came over while dripping with water. He looked closer and saw the dense red dots on the little girl’s hands.
Subconsciously, my whole body trembled,
exclaimed,
"It's plague!"
Zhu Ru casually said,
"It's plague, what next?"
Zhu Zhu was talking without stopping his hands for a moment.
It’s like picking up vegetables in the medicine box. I pick up a medicinal material, rub it, put it into my mouth, and start chewing it.
Lao Wu resisted retching and chewed the medicinal materials into a sticky paste.
Spit it out,
Apply it on the little girl's wound.
Zhu Ru's use of medicine was extremely bold. If someone who knew a little bit about medicine saw it, they would think that Zhu Ru was trying to kill the little girl.
The old man opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
yes,
It's a plague, so what?
Even if this thing is contagious, everyone is just waiting to die, so it doesn't matter.
The old man looked pious,
"We have angered God. God caused the Dragon King to cause trouble."
The fifth child, Zhu Xi, sneered.
“Fuck it.
God wants to accept people? I disagree! "
Everyone around was shocked by Zhu Xi's words. They didn't know whether this person was a lunatic or a fanatic.
Zhu Zhu took out three qian of fire saltpeter, three qian of water fly, and five qian of musk from the medical box.
Zhu Ru grabbed the medicine as if it was for fun, but he grabbed it perfectly. His hands were now more accurate than a scale.
These medicinal materials were quickly crushed by Zhu Xi and put on paper to make them into powder.
There is water everywhere, but there is no clean water.
Lao Wu could only reach out and pinch the little girl's neck and forcefully drink it down. The technique was extremely rough.
But the strange thing is that after Zhu Zhu tossed around, the little girl's breathing calmed down, and her face became less pale to the naked eye.
Zhu Ju looked at the little girl for a while, and after making sure that there was nothing wrong, the sexy flesh came back.
One finger points to the sky, the other points to the little girl,
Look at the victims around you,
Showing an extremely arrogant expression,
“God wants to accept this person?
I was rescued.
I don’t allow it, let’s see who can take away lives! "
............
It’s not that there is no clean water in the city, it’s just that ordinary people don’t have clean water to drink.
Zhu Xiongying noticed the water problem and exchanged a lot of gauze and activated carbon.
This is the stupidest and simplest water purification method.
Hold the activated carbon with gauze and filter the water over and over again. Although it is not perfect, it is much better for the current situation.
Zhu Xiongying no longer pretended to be in the government. He carried several large vats alone and went back and forth more than a dozen times.
The official residence was filled with hundreds of large tanks, which began to filter water.
Zhu Xiongying frowned and looked over, took out the eight little sticks, packed them up and threw them into the house.
"Water tanks are urgent supplies now, so don't just sit in the toilet 4."
After finishing all this, Zhu Xiongying headed towards the place where the food was distributed.
Zhu Xiongying followed the aroma of the porridge and felt a little relieved.
He was really afraid that after he passed by, Wen Yangdao would spread his hands and tell him what to do if he didn't have clean water to make porridge.
If Wen Yangdao is such a waste, Zhu Xiongying really can't keep him.
But, fortunately, Wenyangdao did a pretty good job.
Zhu Xiongying came closer and heard a burst of noise.
I saw a huddle in front of the porridge pot, and the victims and the Ming army were gesticulating, and there was a possibility of fighting at any time.
Wen Yangdao was at a loss and said with a troubled face,
“Fellow fellow villagers, please don’t squeeze or grab us!
There is porridge for everyone! Don’t worry!
This is the porridge served by His Highness Shengsun!
If you grab it, you will spill the porridge, but no one will be able to drink it. "
Wen Yangdao was wasting his words on the sidelines, no one listened to him at all.
Everyone has become a beast, who cares whether you are in order or not?
For those who stutter, they can do anything.
Seeing that the situation is out of control,
Zhu Xiongying strode over,
After Wen Yangdao saw Zhu Xiongying, his face immediately lit up.
shouted,
"Your Highness is here! Your Highness is here!
Look! This is the eldest grandson of Ming Dynasty! "
However, how can anyone listen to this?
Not to mention the eldest grandson of the Ming Dynasty, even if Lord Hongwu came in person, it would be of no use.
The disaster has happened like this, and the court is indifferent. Who is still talking to you about the Ming Dynasty and the Yuan Dynasty?
Zhu Xiongying casually pulled over a disaster victim. Although his face was yellow and skinny from hunger, his eyes were fierce.
Anyone who still has the strength to push forward is definitely not a good person.
"you!"
Zhu Xiongying broke his neck without saying a word.
Wen Yangdao looked dumbfounded at the side.
"Your Majesty, your Majesty, they are..."
Seeing that the crowd had not been calmed down yet, Zhu Xiongying threw away the body in his hand.
Another one was pulled over and killed immediately.
This finally allowed the victims to calm down completely.
The victims looked at Zhu Xiongying with fierce eyes, but they were afraid of Zhu Xiongying's methods and did not dare to move forward for a while.
The current situation is,
As long as Zhu Xiongying shows a little cowardice, these beasts will eat Zhu Xiongying in an instant.
Wen Yangdao looked at Zhu Xiongying with strangeness.
murmured,
"These are all ordinary people affected by the disaster..."
Zhu Xiongying was too lazy to talk to Wen Yangdao.
I don’t want to waste my time with this group of disaster victims.
Everything you say is in vain.
Suppressing them is the best choice.
The victims in front of us are very pitiful, no one denies this.
He suffered such a big disaster for no reason, and Zhu Xiongying squeezed two people to death just for a bowl of porridge.
But, there is no way,
Zhu Xiongying had to do this.
The more chaos there is, the more order is needed.
If this group of victims with animalistic eyes were allowed to continue, it would be impossible for the porridge to be given out.
Zhu Xiongying looked at these pairs of eyes without any timidity.
said loudly,
"One bowl per person! Serve after drinking!"
If you don't give out several bowls at once, you are afraid of losing order.
And one person, one bowl, simple words, everyone can understand.
Zhu Xiongying stretched out his hand, picked up a large spoon, and scooped out a bowl of porridge.
Passed it to the person standing in front,
At the man's feet was Zhu Xiongying's corpse.
There is no doubt that if this man doesn't accept the porridge, Zhu Xiongying will kill him.
Zhu Xiongying didn't say a word.
But all the victims understood,
There are two roads before them,
Either you have to wait in line to get the porridge, or you have to die.
Clear and clear.
A bit of rationality appeared in the eyes of the victims, and the huddled crowd spontaneously lined up.
The leader took the porridge,
Zhu Xiongying scooped out another large bowl and handed it to the second person.
A little boy with a dirty face took the porridge and refused to leave.
He mustered up the courage to look at Zhu Xiongying,
said,
"Brother, my father is ill. Can I serve a bowl for him?"
That look is so pitiful and pitiful,
Zhu Xiongying steeled himself and said without hesitation,
"No! Next one!"
