The camp in front of them was in chaos, with wailing and crying sounds coming one after another.
Mu Nanxi walked quickly to a man lying on the ground, squatted down, and carefully checked his pulse.
The man's body was burning with high fever, his face was pale, his eyes were dull, he was twitching from time to time, and his exposed skin was mostly rotten.
Mu Nanxi frowned slightly, and her heart sank.
She quickly stood up and walked to another patient, and the same symptoms appeared in front of her again.
She had not read about the symptoms of this plague in any ancient or medical books. She could not come up with a ready-made formula right away. She could only follow the symptoms step by step...
Not far away, Shen Yi saw a woman wearing a silk hat and giving acupuncture to a patient.
He was curious and walked closer to take a look.
At first, I felt that this young lady had some real talents, but as I looked at her, I realized that this young lady's figure and techniques looked familiar, and I couldn't help but feel doubts in my heart.
"Princess?" Shen Yi stepped forward and asked softly, expressing the doubts in his heart.
Mu Nanxi looked up and saw Shen Yi, still looking calm, and asked calmly: "What did the young master say?"
But under the hood, there was a hint of vigilance in her eyes, and a little confusion in her heart.
Didn't Shen Yi always follow Qi Zhiheng?
Could it be that the official sent by the imperial court to control floods was Qi Zhiheng?
It’s really a narrow road between enemies!
"Young lady, I misunderstood. I just think your method is a bit special and seems familiar." Shen Yi explained.
When Shen Yi saw the woman in front of him responding calmly, he thought he had recognized the wrong person.
Mu Nanxi nodded gently: "Little girl Chu Xi." She blessed her body and continued: "Looking at the young master's clothes, he must be a doctor here. It is better to treat these patients quickly."
She returned her attention to administering acupuncture to relieve the patient's pain.
At this time, Rong Feng suddenly appeared and rushed straight to Shen Yi from a distance with an anxious expression.
He stood next to Shen Yi and whispered in Shen Yi's ear: "Your Majesty is vomiting blood, please go back quickly!"
Although the voice was low, it still penetrated Mu Nanxi's ears.
Mu Nanxi raised her eyebrows lightly.
Last night was the night of the full moon, the day when Qi Zhiheng's poison was unleashed.
The detoxification method she taught last time has extremely high requirements for acupuncture techniques. If there is a slight deviation when applying the acupuncture, it will speed up the flow of toxins, and the acupuncture technique that saves people will become a life-saving talisman.
Mu Nanxi couldn't help but sneer in her heart.
She is now on the run, walking on thin ice, all thanks to Qi Zhiheng.
Qi Zhiheng refused to negotiate and divorce obediently, he wanted to kill her at every turn, and even tried to tarnish her innocence. He deserved it for having reached this point!
At this moment, she just wants to cure the plague as soon as possible and leave Youzhou City.
She didn't want to have any entanglement with Qi Zhiheng, so she wouldn't care whether he was dying or not.
Mu Nanxi saw Shen Yi leaving from the corner of her eye and couldn't help but roll her eyes.
Her hands were as gentle as drizzle, and each needle penetrated the patient's acupuncture points accurately.
The patients' faces gradually improved, and their painful expressions gradually disappeared.
Mu Nanxi personally rescued several dying children and carefully recorded their symptoms.
At this time, Shen Yi had already left the camp and galloped in the direction of Qi Zhiheng.
The two middle-aged doctors in the camp were extremely busy, but suddenly they discovered that a young lady appeared in the camp, and even attracted the gratitude of the patients. They did not take them seriously at all, so they looked somewhat unhappy.
"Who is that? Is he also sent by the imperial court?" Dr. Sun's brows knitted together, his expression gloomy.
Fang Langzhong snorted coldly and said with a strange tone: "It's not enough for the imperial court to send a fledgling boy to help, it also has to send a girl who can't even endure hardship!"
"Isn't that right? The young man who came here this morning has been missing for a long time. He doesn't even know where to hide and goof off!"
Lieutenant General Fang threw away the broken tea bowl, stood up and walked to the shed in the corner. He sighed deeply: "That's all, get busy. The few over there are foaming at the mouth today, and I'm afraid they won't live long."
When Chu Ning woke up in the inn, she saw that the seat next to her was empty, and she felt unbearably worried.
In order to take her away, Xi'er was in danger at this time. What would happen if she contracted the plague!
Chu Ning paced back and forth in the room, still uneasy.
She took advantage of the store owner to fetch water in the backyard, carefully observed that there were no patrolling soldiers on the street, and headed to the west of the city alone.
She thought that she couldn't share some of the burden for her daughter, but it was good to accompany her.
There was no one on the street, and the doors and windows of the houses on both sides were closed. A gust of cold wind came from nowhere, making her shiver.
She headed west, but heard the whimpering of a child in a secluded alley.
Chu Ning looked for the sound and found a seven or eight-year-old little girl among the debris piled in the alley.
The little girl was skinny, huddled in the debris and shivering. Her body was covered in mud, and her hair was a knotted mess.
Hearing the sound, the little girl wrapped her arms tightly around her body in fear and stared at Chu Ning warily.
"Girl, why are you here? Where are your parents?" Chu Ning kept his movements and voice as gentle as possible to avoid disturbing the girl.
"Dead...dead." The little girl stuttered and choked in a low voice.
"Come, come to me and I'll take you home, okay?"
Chu Ning coaxed her and brought the little girl, who was almost fainting from hunger, back to the inn.
The little girl had fever and nightmares at night. Chu Ning thought it was because she caught the cold while wandering outside, so she took care of her every day and postponed the search for her daughter...
For dozens of days, Mu Nanxi was almost sleepless, and finally, together with Shen Yi and the two doctors, they prepared a decoction that could relieve the symptoms.
She was glad that Qi Zhiheng had not been here for the past dozens of days, otherwise she would have had to worry about exposing herself in front of the fox.
"Young lady Chu, you must be tired. Take a drink of water." Dr. Sun held a bowl of water in front of Mu Nanxi with a smile on his face.
Mu Nanxi glanced at him, and found the water in his hand. He lifted his hat and drank it in a big gulp.
Doctor Fang stepped forward and smiled: "Mrs. Chu, can you tell us about the acupuncture technique performed yesterday?"
At first, the two doctors looked down on Mu Nanxi's conceited and arrogant appearance, but after dozens of days, they saw with their own eyes that Mu Nanxi was treating patients day and night, his acupuncture techniques were smooth and wonderful, and his medicines were bold but effective. outstanding.
They changed their previous prejudices and wished that Mu Nanxi could teach them a few tricks in his spare time...
Those patients took the decoction for three days, and their symptoms of fever and convulsions gradually eased, the rotten spots on their bodies slowly healed, and their complexion improved a lot.
Mu Nanxi could finally breathe a sigh of relief, but remembering that there had been no news about her mother for dozens of days in a row, she couldn't help but feel a little worried.
She planned to go back to the inn to have a look, so she explained the situation to the soldiers guarding outside the camp, hoping that they would be accommodating and let her out.
Seeing that the plague was getting better, the soldiers guarding her saw it and did not stop her. They only told her to go back quickly...
