An Qi'en felt even more uneasy. An Shi'an frowned and was anxiously preparing to report to Lu Bochu, but An Qi'en held him back.
Afraid of causing panic, she took An Shian aside and told her what Yu Lan had told her. She suspected that the plague might have spread to Jingyang.
An Shi'an became even more nervous, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. He put his hands on his hips and glanced anxiously at the craftsmen who were constructing not far away.
An Qien said worriedly: "Plagues have been troublesome since ancient times and have been difficult to treat for a long time. Now this situation seems to have spread."
An Shi'an frowned and told her: "Protect yourself and go back quickly. Think of ways to treat it quickly. Before there is a chaos, it will be troublesome. I will discuss countermeasures with the prince."
"Go back quickly, it's not safe here!"
An Qi'en warned him worriedly: "Brother, you must also take precautions. Qi'en will go back first."
An Shian didn't waste a second and hurried over to find Lu Bochu. Lu Bochu also wore a mask. Not only that, all the craftsmen also wore masks.
This was his mandatory requirement. He felt that the high fever and influenza were easily contagious, and he was afraid that more and more infections would delay the project, so he thought of this method.
As soon as he finished explaining the matters to be paid attention to, he saw An Shi'an walking over, and happened to see An Qien's retreating back.
He felt uncomfortable for a moment. This person was already here, so why didn't he come over and say hello to him? After all, he was the prince.
Just as Lu Bochu was about to ask An Qi'en what delicious food he had brought, he heard An Shi'an's voice saying that something was wrong.
"Your Majesty, I have something important to report."
As he spoke, he winked at Lu Bochu, indicating that he would go to a place where no one was around to speak.
The two came to the lounge, and An Shian told Lu Bochu about the plague and the deaths of the craftsmen.
Although it is not 100% confirmed to be a plague at the moment, the current situation is also a very serious trend.
Lu Bochu frowned and ordered with a serious expression: "Stop the work and ask them not to go out. Ask more doctors to make sure there is no plague. The city gates will be strictly guarded."
An Shi'an immediately went to deal with the matter.
The workers stopped working and went home one after another. Lu Bochu ordered people to deliver a fever-reducing and cold-repelling medicine to all the workers.
The large number of people suffering from high fever has caused a shortage of medicinal herbs in Jingyang. Lu Bochu gathered all the doctors in Jingyang together.
Let them find a way to treat them quickly. In the past few days, these doctors have successively received people who died of high fever.
I didn't pay much attention to it at first, but now there are more and more cases. At the same time, some doctors have died due to coughing after being infected with high fever.
Comprehensive analysis by doctors is that the plague did appear in Jingyang. The infection period is slow, but once the disease occurs, if there is no symptomatic treatment, it will basically lead to rapid death.
The doctors all wore masks and hats, and they were surrounded tightly.
They proposed to close the city and adopt a quarantine system, otherwise the situation of widespread infection would be even more chaotic.
Lu Bochu immediately ordered the city to be closed, and ordered the people not to go out, and no one was allowed on the streets.
The plague could not be controlled without drugs, and Jingyang also needed large quantities of disinfectant drugs. Lu Bochu quickly wrote a letter to Emperor Changshun, in which he described the situation in Jingyang in detail.
But Shangjing is too far away from Jingyang. If he waits for help from Shangjing, Jingyang may not be able to bear it.
Lu Bochu is trying to find ways to buy medicinal herbs from neighboring cities or other countries.
There were simply not enough doctors, because some people couldn't bear the high fever and cough, so they came out to look for doctors. There were only a few sparsely at first, but soon there were more and more people.
No one wants to wait for death at home. There are only so many doctors, and it all depends on oneself.
Some doctors are timid and fearful of being infected, so they report being sick at home, which makes the current situation even more dire.
When Lu Bochu learned that people infected with the plague on the streets were looking for doctors, he suddenly felt bad, and suddenly thought of some nervous order to Agui: "Take a few officers and soldiers to guard An Mansion, and don't let Mrs. An come out!"
Some people in Jingyang knew that she had medical skills, and she was kind-hearted. Lu Bochu was worried that she would treat patients. This was a plague, and it would be serious if she was infected!
Lu Bochu repeatedly warned Agui: "You can't let her out. Whoever lets her out will be killed by me."
Agui didn't expect that the prince cared so much about Mrs. An, so he replied respectfully: "Yes, I will do it now."
Lu Bochu didn't realize that he cared so much about An Qien. If it was an ordinary disease, she would just treat it. This was a plague! He couldn't take any chances.
But when Agui brought the officers and soldiers to An's mansion, An Qien had already taken basic protective measures wearing a mask and hat, and also put on gloves to treat patients.
Dozens of patients were lying at the door of her house, and the maids in the house couldn't make them through the medicine. She took their pulses, examined them, and gave them medicine first if they were serious.
The three maids Qingbi, Bailu, and Minghua also took protective measures to take care of the people infected by the plague.
Upon seeing this, Agui quickly begged An Qien to return to the house: "Ms. An, please don't embarrass me. The prince is already taking care of this matter. Please go back to the house."
An Qi'en did not stop, feeding an old woman with a high fever some medicine, and said to him casually: "There are obviously not enough doctors now. If I don't care anymore, there will be corpses everywhere. It will be even worse by then. Don't waste your time with me. Go and tell the prince to disinfect every street and control the city gates."
A Gui couldn't persuade him and hurried back to his hometown to recover. Lu Boyan was not idle either and kept writing letters for people to send out. He had no choice but to ask for help because he didn't have enough domestic resources.
An Shi'an bought a batch of herbal medicine for high fever from Qi Guo and hurriedly brought it back. He happened to hear Agui report: "Your Majesty, there are many plague patients lying in front of Madam An's house. She is treating them one by one. , I have no use in persuading Mrs. An."
Agui lowered his head, deeply feeling his own incompetence.
An Shian was very worried when he heard that his sister was treating plague patients, but there was no better way at the moment. If no one could find a cure for the plague, no one in Jingyang City would be able to escape.
Lu Bochu frowned and asked anxiously when he saw An Shi'an coming: "Did you buy the herbal medicine?"
An Shian clasped his fists: "I bought it back from the prince, but I estimate it will only last for three days."
Lu Bochu said with a solemn expression: "Distribute to those in need. Now order people to use powdered Atractylodes macrocephala and red dates, pound them into pills and then burn them to disinfect the whole city."
He was someone who had experienced the plague. This method was used to disinfect the palace when the plague broke out.
An Shi'an clasped his fists: "Just do this humble job."
Lu Bochu went to An Qi'en uneasily and got off the carriage. The ground was full of people who were dying of the plague, and they all slept in front of An Qi'en's house.
Some people even brought quilts and pillows. It seemed that they would die at the door of An Qien's house.
Someone saw Lu Bochu coming. He was so sick that he couldn't sit up. He stretched out his hands and whispered for help: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, help me... help me..."
An Qi'en was very busy. He was giving medicine to this patient and then to that patient. He didn't even have a moment to spare.
When Lu Bo first saw her thin body squatting on the ground busy, he felt bitter in his heart and felt an inexplicable distress.
He walked over calmly. An Qien had just given medicine to a child. Perhaps she had been squatting for too long and when she stood up, she couldn't stand still, so she was knocked to the ground.
Suddenly, a broad and powerful hand held her arm from behind and pulled her up to keep her from sitting on the ground.
An Qi'en looked back nervously, and from the man's deep and tenacious eyes, she recognized him as Lu Bochu.
An Qi'en subconsciously took a step back and said with a gentle and polite voice: "Your Majesty, all blessings."
Lu Bochu could only vaguely see her eyes, and he couldn't bear to say: "Go back and rest when you are tired. I will have someone take care of you here."
An Qi'en bowed his eyebrows respectfully and replied: "Your Majesty, the current situation is serious and the doctors are short of manpower. Qi'en just wants to do his best. Your Majesty, don't worry, Qi'en will take good protection."
Lu Bochu couldn't persuade her. Knowing that she was stubborn and had to do what she set her mind to, he didn't say anything else.
Looking at the dying people on the ground, he said solemnly: "Thank you for your hard work. The top priority now is to quickly find a prescription to treat the plague."
"Madam, this old man is dying."
Suddenly Qingbi's nervous voice came over.
An Qi'en walked over in a hurry. The old man was out of breath. He had just drank the medicine to relieve pain an hour ago, and suddenly he stopped working. An Qi'en looked serious, and she couldn't find a prescription for the disease now.
Lu Bochu ordered his subordinates to carry the dead old man away and deal with it, and the scene suddenly became chaotic. People were coughing, shouting that they were cold, and saying that they felt uncomfortable and could not breathe.
Seeing people die, these people who had the plague became even more panicked.
At this time, more and more people came to An Qi'en to ask for help. Lu Bochu felt that this was not a solution. He was afraid that people would die of exhaustion if An Qi'en did not find a cure.
He immediately said: "A doctor will come over, you follow me."
After saying that, he didn't care whether An Qi'en agreed or not, and took her hand directly to the carriage. An Qi'en was startled that the prince actually pulled her because men and women were not intimate in public. It would not be good for anyone if this news spread. .
She didn't know whether it was because she was nervous or because she was afraid of others gossiping, but her heart was beating extremely fast and her face couldn't help but get hot.
At this time, the people who had the plague saw An Qien was about to leave, and knelt on the ground and cried: "Your Majesty, save us... You can't take Mrs. An away, otherwise we will all die."
As soon as they heard that An Qi'en was leaving, the people lying on the ground immediately panicked and cried and begged An Qi'en to stay.
An Qi'en couldn't bear it, but she really had no better way at the moment.
Lu Bochu said solemnly: "You have exhausted her, who will treat you? A doctor will prescribe medicine for you. Those who should go back should go back quickly. If this is a plague that is transmitted to Mrs. An, it will be a loss for more people." "
When Lu Bochu spoke, he didn't dare to express his anger.
He firmly pulled An Qi'en toward the carriage. An Qi'en really couldn't bear it anymore. There was no way she could stay in the house, otherwise she would either die of exhaustion or be infected sooner or later.
When she gets to Lu Bochu, she can study the prescription carefully.
