There are not many rooms in the isolation courtyard, and there are a few beds in the open space under the eaves.
Several servants were lying on the bed, some distance apart, groaning softly from the pain.
Lin Wanjie is one of them.
I have been studying medicine for the first time in my life and felt the pain of illness for the first time.
The huge body seemed to be filled with lead. It weighed a thousand kilograms and could not move. His throat was on fire, but he could not make a sound when he opened his mouth.
Even a tough man couldn't stand this torment. Just two hours later, Lin Wanjie was completely depressed.
"Lin Da!"
The breeze brought an exclamation.
When Lin Wanjie heard this familiar tone, he was rarely in high spirits.
But all he could do with his body was to raise his head slightly. From the corner of his eye, he saw Yu Jiaoer running towards him quickly, and his whole heart trembled.
The so-called spring scenery is so charming, and deep love is the most alluring.
This hoarse and almost broken cry disturbed Lin Wanjie's heart.
No matter how uncomfortable it was before, I never felt distressed.
Only hearing Yu Jiaoer's voice and seeing her almost collapsed eyes made Lin Wanjie's heart twitch.
The next second, Yu Jiao'er held Lin Hanzi's face and rubbed it tightly with her cold face. Tears slid down Yu Jiao'er's face and fell on Lin Wanjie's face, gathered into beads, and fell again. In Lin Wanjie's mouth.
"Lin Da, don't be afraid, my wife is here to accompany you."
After speaking with difficulty while choking, Yu Jiaoer threw herself on Lin Wanjie and cried loudly.
The cry startled other servants under the roof, and also startled the maids who were cultivating in the house.
Even the eldest lady opened the door and stared at the two people blankly from a distance of four or five meters in front of the door.
The mystery that has been haunting the Xiao family for half a year has finally been solved.
There is no need to doubt the relationship between the third lady Yu Jiaoer and the servant Lin Da.
But what's the use of knowing it?
The wife and servants are both sick, and the entire Xiao family is in shaky condition.
Even the entire city of Hangzhou is suffering from the disease.
Who cares?
The eldest lady frowned. Lin Da's condition affected her heart, but Yu Jiaoer's appearance made her even more upset.
"This woman actually risked her life for Lin Da... isn't she afraid of getting sick?"
Lin Wanjie was also worried about the same problem. He opened his mouth, wanting Yu Jiaoer to leave, but there was no sound at all, only hot breath.
"Stop talking, I know everything!" Yu Jiaoer wiped her tears and threw herself into Lin Wanjie's arms, "If you die, I don't want to live anymore."
The eldest lady listened clearly and knew that Yu Jiaoer's words came from her heart and no one could persuade her.
After thinking for a while, he turned around and closed the door.
The eldest lady was very confused. She used to think that Lin Da was deceived by this foxy girl, so she was loyal to her.
But the scene outside shows that Lin Hanzi has good vision.
Yu Jiaoer really deserves his love.
The choice between life and death seems simple, but in fact it is difficult.
The eldest lady leaned against the door, covering her heart, thinking secretly: "If it were me, could I take this step?"
After thinking for a while, the eldest lady nodded firmly: "Yes, if Mrs. Lin needs it, I can do it too."
In the Xiao Mansion, there is a lonely courtyard with a closed door.
No one will come near here.
The flowers in the flower shed finally bloomed, and they were so beautiful.
But Jian Niang heard the news that Lin Da was ill.
Jian Niang wanted to take a look, or even ask.
But now she was not alone. Thinking of the child in her belly, Jian Niang could only hide in the courtyard and cry secretly.
As a mother, no one is more important than your children.
She wants to keep herself safe and her children safe.
…
Time passed little by little.
Malaria is still spreading, and there is no improvement in the city of Hangzhou. There are even sick people in the counties and villages near Hangzhou.
No one can cure malaria, not even any doctor.
We have only heard of the severity of malaria in ancient book records, but there is no cure.
The only action available is control.
Two days have passed, and the victims are everywhere inside and outside Hangzhou, and no family is spared.
However, no new patients appeared in Prince Jing's Mansion after a fire.
Clearly, Prince Jing’s one-size-fits-all approach worked.
Now, people in Prince Jing's palace are excited.
Although at first the soldiers doubted whether the prince's behavior was too cruel.
But the facts are before us, and no one can deny that the prince is right.
Prince Jing stood in the courtyard, looking at the suddenly empty palace with deep eyes.
A soldier came to report: "Your Majesty, the prefect has arrived."
"Let him in."
Soon, the prefect hurried to the living room and saw Prince Jing sitting in the main seat with his face as icy as ice. He raised his hands and saluted: "I have met the prince."
"No need to talk nonsense, you should know what I mean, right?"
When the magistrate heard this, he suddenly sweated and wiped his forehead: "I understand what the prince means. I just want the entire city of Hangzhou to follow the prince's approach... Isn't this too, too..."
"The situation is critical, and hesitation will only make the situation more serious. I have informed the nearby defenders that a team of 5,000 people will soon be available to cooperate with the execution."
"Do you want to report it to the court?"
"Everyone in Hangzhou City will be dead when the imperial court orders it. There is no need to wait for anything. If anything happens, I will be responsible for it."
"According to incomplete statistics, there are more than 20,000 patients in Hangzhou, and there are only 50,000 or 60,000 people in Hangzhou city. According to the prince's wishes, are half of the people in Hangzhou going to be massacred?"
Killing all the sick people, what is the difference between this and massacre?
The prefect is not afraid of being held accountable by the court, but he is unable to overcome the hurdle of people's hearts.
How can people be so heartless?
Prince Jing can do what the prefect cannot do.
Seeing the prefect hesitating and making excuses, Prince Jing grabbed him by the neck and said, "Follow my instructions!"
"My lord, you...even if you kill my subordinate, I would not dare to do that..."
Unexpectedly, the prefect refused so firmly. Prince Jing sneered: "If I don't kill you, if Hangzhou loses the prefect, it will only become more chaotic. But do you care about the lives of the sixty-three members of your Xu family?"
"Your Majesty, you... you... dare to hurt me, the Xu family, even if the emperor knew it... I am also a prefect, how can I allow the prince to trample on me at will."
"Your wife, daughter and children have all been infected. If I order them to be burned down, do you think the Emperor will blame me?"
"..." The prefect's face suddenly changed, he turned pale instantly and lost his voice.
"If you do as I ask, I will promise to let your sick wife, children, and children of the Xu family die later."
Xu Hua cried, his lips trembling.
This is a huge karma!
"Your Majesty, if we do this, we will be punished by God."
Prince Jing sneered: "You and I are seeking benefits for the living, and this is merit."
