Bring hope?
When Nangong Ying heard these four words, she couldn't help but feel happy. It was ironic.
Since she was sent to the palace, she has been known as the Demon Concubine.
For a long time, everyone who saw her said that she was a demon concubine, a disaster star, and an unfortunate person who brought disaster to the Great Summer.
She couldn't afford to bring hope!
Nangong Ying smiled coldly. She who still had some energy suddenly became a ball of frustration. She gradually became sick and walked towards the room coughing.
"Princess, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Lin Wanjie asked with concern.
Nangong Ying didn't answer. She waved her hand and tried to break free. At Lin Wanjie's insistence, she helped her back to the bed and lay down.
"This disease depends on a person's vitality and energy. Princess, please don't relax and tell us if you have any discomfort."
"Why is I alive and Zheng Yang dead?"
"Of course, after treatment, the princess has improved."
"If Doctor Lin's treatment is effective, why don't I look confident in Doctor Lin's eyes?"
“As a doctor, you won’t be 100% sure about every disease.”
Lin Wanjie knew that his explanation was a bit far-fetched.
And the princess is a smart and careful woman, so of course she can see the loopholes in her words.
Nangong Ying didn't say anything more, but looked at the beams and sighed: "Am I really the reincarnation of the demon star? Is it really me who caused all this?"
"no……"
Lin Wanjie's comfort was a little weak, but he firmly believed that he was right.
"Doctor Lin, please leave here quickly before you get sick."
"Don't worry, it's not easy for my body to get sick."
Nangong Ying looked at Lin Wanjie and slowly closed her eyes.
It's not that Lin Wanjie doesn't want to leave, but now is not the time to leave.
He wanted to observe the princess' condition and understand her process from serious illness to recovery.
This is very helpful in the treatment of malaria.
…
In Prince Jing's palace, gloom has enveloped everyone.
This disease is no longer unique to the princess, and it is not only the disease that occurred in the small courtyard of the princess's dormitory.
The soldiers in the palace fell ill one by one, and there were more than a dozen people with coughs and fevers in an instant.
Prince Jing locked himself in the hall and tried to avoid contact with others.
I heard the report from the soldiers: "Your Majesty, seven more people feel unwell and have symptoms of cough and fever."
"Detain all those who are sick."
"yes!"
After the soldiers left, Prince Jing's mood did not relax at all, and his expression remained serious.
He was even more nervous than when he met Lingbo Fairy Qin Huairou.
Prince Jing's palace had a large number of soldiers, which gave him a considerable advantage in terms of security. However, when faced with a disease invasion, the dense population became a convenience for the spread of the virus.
The situation was very similar to what we had seen on the battlefield before.
A Taoist priest who was also in the main hall came over and said seriously: "Your Majesty, it's time to make up your mind. If you don't act harshly now, you may not even have the chance to act harshly later."
Prince Jing's heart skipped a beat and he murmured, "Is there no other choice?"
"That witch should have been executed ten years ago. The prince did not believe in evil and insisted on keeping her by his side, which led to today's disaster."
The Taoist priest thought that what Prince Jing was hesitating about was the life or death of the princess, but he didn't know that what Prince Jing had in mind was a larger-scale operation.
After thinking for a while, Prince Jing pushed the door open and walked out. Hearing the door banging, all the soldiers in the courtyard trembled.
Everyone in the palace was highly nervous and could not withstand the slightest disturbance.
"Everyone, listen up. Anyone who feels a little uncomfortable should come forward honestly and prepare to receive treatment. I have found a way to treat this disease, so everyone can rest assured."
The soldiers were stunned for a moment, then showed joy.
Since it is the prince, then it must be true.
The soldiers in the palace were well-informed and well-informed, and they knew that this matter was serious. It was not only the situation in the palace, but also the situation in Hangzhou as a whole.
Finally, there was a cure, and the stones in everyone's hearts finally relaxed.
Soon, a large-scale investigation was carried out in the palace, and any soldiers who felt a little uncomfortable were gathered together.
The people who were quarantined before were those suffering from severe illness.
After Prince Jing gave an order, there were more than two hundred people who felt uncomfortable in the entire palace, which was almost one-third of the soldiers.
It's night again.
Lin Wanjie was about to go to bed when a soldier came and asked, "Doctor Lin, the prince wants to see you."
Lin Wanjie arrived in the courtyard and looked at Prince Jing from a distance.
Prince Jing looked at Lin Wanjie outside the hospital for a while and asked in a low voice: "It's been a day, does Doctor Lin feel unwell?"
Lin Wanjie shook his head.
Prince Jing breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that Dr. Lin is also a blessed person. Good luck people have their own destiny, so there will be no problems."
"Who told Prince Jing that he needed a day to observe?"
"When it comes to treating diseases and saving people, Dr. Lin is an expert, but when it comes to controlling malaria, I'm afraid Dr. Lin is not as good as me."
Prince Jing said, looking at Lin Wanjie's expression, and then said: "To be honest, I personally experienced the spread of malaria when I was fighting for my country, so I naturally know how to control malaria."
I see……
Lin Wanjie suddenly understood, but what the prince said was to control malaria, while Fei treated malaria.
A series of ominous premonitions arose in my heart.
"I would like to ask Doctor Lin for a favor."
"What's the deal?"
"Earlier, I said that I had found a cure, so all the soldiers who felt unwell were gathered together. But now it is less than a day, and there is no way to find out all the potential causes of the disease. Those soldiers obviously believe Dr. Lin's words more. .Please Dr. Lin calm everyone’s mood.”
"What are you going to do, Your Majesty?" Lin Wanjie said solemnly.
"Gather people together and use a fire..."
Prince Jing did not finish his words and glanced around, fearing that others would hear what he said next.
"No!" Lin Wanjie said excitedly.
Prince Jing did not respond immediately, but waved to Lin Wanjie and asked him to go out.
Lin Wanjie hurriedly followed. As soon as he reached the door, he tripped over something.
When he lowered his head, he saw that it was actually a soldier from the government who was left in the small courtyard in the morning!
I don't know when he died, and there was no sound at all.
Prince Jing stood outside and said, "Look, this is reality."
Lin Wanjie frowned, not knowing what to say.
"I would like to ask Doctor Lin, is there any other way besides using fire? Or does Doctor Lin have a cure?"
"Qinghao, as long as you find Qinghao, you can definitely cure it."
"When can we find it? It has been two days and there is no news at all." Prince Jing said in a deep voice, "What is Qinghao? No one knows at all. Does the palace want to place its hopes on something that has not yet appeared? The king has made up his mind, all Dr. Lin needs to do is cooperate."
