Mu Nanxi looked up when he heard the sound, and saw Qi Zhiheng from a distance, with a trace of complicated emotions flashing in his eyes.
At this time, Qi Zhiheng's lips were slightly pale, but his figure was still as tall as a pine tree, his eyes were cold and arrogant, and he exuded a daunting coercion.
As if aware of Mu Nanxi's gaze, Qi Zhiheng slowly raised his head and met her eyes.
The moment their eyes met, Qi Zhiheng felt his heart tremble slightly.
He didn't know why.
But she was standing in the crowd, and the crowd in front of Qi Zhiheng was surging and noisy, but she was standing there, and he couldn't take his eyes away.
Mu Nanxi was stunned for a moment, then immediately turned away and turned back to Chu Ning.
In recent days, in order to facilitate diagnosis and treatment of patients, she only used a veil to cover half of her face.
She had never expected Qi Zhiheng to appear today, and was worried that the fox would recognize her, so she could only try to avoid it.
Qi Zhiheng had long heard from Shen Yi that there was a girl in the camp, but now that he saw her, he felt strange for some reason.
Could it be a deliberate act by the enemy?
Assuming that the woman can't make any trouble in front of him, he should focus on his illness first.
He withdrew his gaze and ordered Magistrate Meng and Rongfeng to direct the people to evacuate in an orderly manner. At the same time, he assigned people to cook porridge in front of a large pot not far away and prepare to distribute it to the people.
The entire camp gradually returned to its former peace and order.
Just when everything was going on in an orderly manner, suddenly, a woman's scream broke the calm: "Someone, come quickly! He is vomiting blood!"
The woman's voice was full of fear and helplessness.
Everyone heard the sound and went away, only to see a man lying on the ground, his whole body twitching, and the blood seeping from the corners of his mouth dyed his clothes red.
Mu Nanxi was not far from the man's position. She quickly walked to the man's side and knelt down to take a closer look.
The man's palms were clenched into fists, his limbs were trembling and twitching involuntarily, and blood was pouring from the corners of his mouth.
Mu Nanxi's fingers lingered on the pulse of the man's wrist for a while, and the look on his face became more serious.
Her eyes flashed and she shouted loudly: "Everyone spread out! Don't come into contact with his blood!"
Upon hearing this, the surrounding crowd immediately ran away.
They looked here in horror, not daring to get close.
Shen Yi heard the sound and came over, squatting next to Mu Nanxi with a solemn expression.
The other two doctors also gathered around, but they couldn't help much and were helpless.
Shen Yi carefully opened the man's eyelids, then opened his mouth with cotton cloth, and carefully observed his mouth and tongue.
"The whites of the eyes were bloodshot, the throat was swollen, and the tongue coating was blue."
Immediately afterwards, Shen Yi took off the clothes on the man's chest and saw that the skin on the man's chest was rotting at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Shen Yi frowned deeply, "What's going on?" he asked in a low voice.
"The plague seems to be much more serious than we imagined." As Mu Nanxi said this, he quickly took out a pack of silver needles and skillfully inserted them into the man's acupuncture points to relieve his painful symptoms.
"The decoction we developed before has obviously had a relieving effect. Why is this happening now?"
Shen Yi was puzzled and his eyes glanced around.
Finally, his eyes were fixed on the decoction not far away.
Shen Yi stood up immediately and picked up the bowl of soup from the shelf nearby.
He carefully tested the decoction with a silver needle and found that there was no problem. He then put it under his nose and sniffed it gently, but found no abnormality.
So, he simply took a sip, but still couldn't find the crux of the problem.
Suddenly, a scream came from not far away: "He also vomited blood!"
The panic and fear in the voice instantly filled the air.
"Ah! My red brother! Don't scare me!"
"Dad! What's wrong with you, Dad!"
"This man also vomited blood! What to do!"
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From every corner of the camp, cries and screams continued to sound, echoing in the air, making people feel extremely depressed and panicked.
The people were anxious and worried that they would be the next to suffer misfortune.
Shen Yi and the other two doctors dispersed and went to where the patients were, trying their best to treat the injured who were vomiting blood.
However, despite Mu Nanxi's full rescue efforts, the man on the ground failed to survive the test.
Mu Nanxi sighed deeply and shook his head helplessly, with a trace of regret in his heart but not much emotion.
She stood up and looked at the lifeless corpse in front of her, but suddenly she felt confused and had heart palpitations for no reason.
She subconsciously looked for Chu Ning.
Her eyes fell on Chu Ning not far away, and saw that he had woken up, but he was leaning on the pillar a little weakly, looking at her with a smile from the corner of his eyes.
Mu Nanxi breathed a sigh of relief and responded with a smile in the corner of his eyes.
She stepped forward, wanting to say a few words to her mother, but she saw a mouthful of blood suddenly pouring out of Chu Ning's mouth, and her body began to twitch.
Mu Nanxi's pupils dilated instantly and her eyes were filled with fear. Her heart sank and her steps paused unconsciously.
"mother!"
She rushed towards Chu Ning.
Blood dyed the gauze on Chu Ning's face red and flowed into his neck along the corners of his mouth.
Mu Nanxi squeezed the silver needle in her hand, hoping to use it to relieve Chu Ning's illness.
But her hands were shaking so much that she couldn't even hold the silver needle firmly.
The more impatient she became, the less accurately she could place the needle. Her breathing began to become rapid and shallow, and her eyes became wet and red.
She had just experienced the feeling of having loved ones to protect and accompany her, but now she was facing loss.
She doesn't want to!
Mu Nanxi took a few deep breaths and tried to calm her mind as much as possible.
She inserted needle after needle into Chu Ning's acupuncture points. She gave Chu Ning acupuncture desperately, trying to save her only concern.
However, no matter how hard she tried, Chu Ning's breath gradually weakened until it stopped completely.
"Mother!" Mu Nanxi's voice was weak and choked.
Her tears slid down her cheeks and fell on Chu Ning's hand.
She had been using poison for decades, and she believed that poison could kill people as well as save people. But now she had a fight with Chu Ning and her daughter, but she couldn't save them, and she didn't even say a word.
She knelt on the ground helplessly, holding Chu Ning's increasingly cold hand tightly with both hands...
Qi Zhiheng came slowly and stood behind Mu Nanxi.
He had just watched the woman lose her soul in grief from a distance, and for some unknown reason, she had come here by accident.
"Miss Chu!" Shen Yi opened Zhang Fangzi, but was a little undecided and wanted to discuss it with Mu Nanxi.
Shen Yi ran over with a prescription, sweating profusely.
When he was far away, he saw Qi Zhiheng standing here motionless, and asked out of curiosity: "What is the prince doing here?"
Qi Zhiheng did not respond, only glanced at Shen Yi coldly, turned around and left with a serious face.
Shen Yi snorted softly, and just as he was about to speak to Mu Nanxi, he noticed something strange.
He immediately held his breath and asked, "Who is this?" Shen Yi asked cautiously.
