In silence all the way, Li Beidou took Dr. Hu to the camp.
General Huang was already waiting, and there was no time to exchange greetings. "Your Majesty has issued a decree. In a short while, all the brothers in the Sixteenth Guards will gather in our camp. General Huang, please arrange the manpower."
General Huang was immediately dumbfounded: "What? All... all?"
"Yes, it should be delivered soon. General Huang, please hurry up as much as possible and free up a few barracks first. In addition, spray all the alcohol throughout the barracks, mix the sulfur with water, and use it to clean the room. Don’t leave any dead ends.”
Time was running out, and Li Beidou ignored General Huang's panic and led Doctor Hu towards the newly vacated barracks.
The soldiers were not as panicked as they imagined, and the reason was very simple. Everyone in the camp, from the general to the captain, was there, and no one ran away, so why should I worry?
Soon the first batch of patients had been delivered, and Li Beidou immediately arranged to divide the camp into three circles.
The innermost is the vacant barracks, where infected patients, Li Beidou, and Dr. Hu are placed.
The second circle was to house the soldiers who were transporting the sick.
The outermost is the Control Crane Guards. What they have to do is to monitor the people inside. They are not allowed to go out even half a step without orders. Anyone who disobeys the orders will be killed.
Compared with the strict defense on the outside, Li Beidou, who was checking the patients on the inside, couldn't help but feel relieved.
Yes, it is indeed malaria. It is a zero-sum game and I want to kill everyone.
Compared to Li Beidou, Imperial Physician Hu's face was as white as paper.
Li Beidou, who was in a good mood, patted Imperial Physician Hu on the shoulder, "Xiao Hu, what's wrong?"
Doctor Hu said with a sad face: "Well... my teacher, it's over... it's over... I'm dead."
"Xiao Hu, it's rare for people to live in their seventies since ancient times. You're already over seventy and your eyelids are buried in the dirt. Are you still afraid of this?"
Dr. Hu was in tears, "Teacher, it's not that I'm afraid of death. This disease is really incurable. I'm afraid that Chang'an City will be littered with corpses..."
Li Beidou was speechless. This old boy had no confidence in himself at all.
Li Beidou pulled Dr. Hu to the bedside, pointed at the swaying guy and said, "Xiao Hu, this disease is called malaria. The main route of transmission is mosquito bites or blood exchange. The clinical symptoms are periodic alternations of cold and heat."
The guy lying on the bed had already greeted Li Beidou's family in his mind.
What did you say so eloquently, didn't you realize that I am already dying? You should treat me.
Doctor Hu said in his heart, of course I knew it was malaria, otherwise why would I be so afraid, "Teacher, do you mean this... this disease can be cured?"
Li Beidou said confidently: "It can certainly be cured, but it treats the symptoms rather than the root cause."
Doctor Hu almost didn't believe his ears and asked again, "Can it really be cured?"
Li Beidou nodded and ordered: "Go outside and ask those guys to find fresh wormwood. Don't dry it. The more, the better."
Using mugwort juice for emergency treatment of malaria was learned by Li Beidou when he was bored in his previous life and watched Mr. Bei survive in the wilderness. Out of curiosity, Li Beidou checked it on Baidu, but he didn't expect that it would come in handy today.
Although Dr. Hu didn't understand why, he still accepted the order and left.
…
Thanks to Li Beidou, the palace was bustling with excitement. Countless torches illuminated the sky. The eldest son of each family was brought to the vacant hall. Some of the little bastards who had not received the news looked at each other in confusion, confused as to what was going on.
Some people who knew the inside story gathered together with close friends and whispered.
Cheng Ruoshui did not get together with the former bastards, but instead whispered to Xue Na.
Not long after, Cheng Yaojin and other veterans came over and explained the situation in a relaxed tone.
When Cheng Ruoshui and Xue Na heard that Li Beidou had gone to the camp to treat patients, they looked at each other in a tacit understanding and had the same idea in their minds, so they went to help.
They don't know themselves very well, so let alone helping them, it's probably better if they don't cause any trouble.
Just this intention is enough to move the heaven.
In fact, the dandies of the Tang Dynasty were not lacking in bloodiness, but their will was completely worn away by the long period of peace.
After listening to the introductions of the senior ministers, some people were glad that they were definitely safer in the palace than outside, while others were worried about their homes, with various expressions.
On the contrary, there was no panic as expected, which made these veterans somewhat relieved.
As the saying goes, if young people are strong, the country will be strong, and the Tang Dynasty will be worry-free.
There was an inconspicuous bastard in the crowd, dragging his legs that were not yet sharp, and quietly followed a palace maid towards the East Palace.
…
In the Prince's East Palace, the Crown Princess closed her eyes and rested with a calm face.
A palace maid came to her side and whispered: "People have brought it."
The Crown Princess nodded.
Not long after, Wang Shenyan knelt outside the gauze curtain and said, "My nephew pays homage to my aunt."
The Crown Princess said unceremoniously: "Tell your father that if it doesn't work out this time, then he won't have to work as a censor."
Wang Shenyan said with sincerity and fear: "Don't worry, aunt, my father has invited Taoist Master Wang Xuanzi, Taiyi Zhenren's eldest disciple, to come out. This time there will definitely be nothing wrong."
The Crown Princess snorted coldly and waved her hand.
Wang Shenyan bowed obsessively and then exited.
…
Tai Chi Palace
Li Shimin was holding a booklet and looking at it absently.
The few civil servants below did not dare to express their anger and waited quietly.
Since ancient times, when encountering a major epidemic, the emperor has issued an edict to sin against himself and burned incense to offer sacrifices to heaven.
After reading it, Li Shimin calmly put down the book, glanced at several civil servants, and said, "Is this Wang Xuanzi so moral?"
Wang Huan, the imperial censor, stood up and replied: "Your Majesty, I have found this person before entering the palace and had a conversation with him. This person can not only sense heaven and humans, but also refine immortality pills."
Who is Li Shimin? It is not an exaggeration to call him an emperor through the ages.
It is a pity that when faced with immortality, many wise and decisive emperors could not resist the temptation.
Li Shimin closed his eyes and pondered for a long time, and finally said: "Bring this person here, I want to see for myself."
The corners of Wang Huan's mouth raised slightly, and he replied in a calm tone: "No!"
…
The soldiers who controlled the crane guard moved very quickly, and in a short time they had obtained nearly a hundred kilograms of wormwood.
At this time, no fewer than fifty people had been sent to the innermost circle. Basically, everyone was sweating profusely and huddled in the cold.
These guys thought they would be thrown into the wild and left to fend for themselves, but they never expected that Lieutenant Commander Kong He, the eldest grandson of Li Jing, would come to heal them.
The guys who knew they were going to die were inexplicably moved.
Li Beidou was directing everyone to arrange for the patients. At this time, someone reported, "Captain Li, there is someone in the palace looking for him."
Li Beidou was confused. How could someone come looking for him at this time? He had already drawn a trap. Who was so unafraid of death that he dared to wade into troubled waters?
As soon as Li Beidou turned around, he saw two mentally retarded people walking toward him with smiling faces.
