The host of fast travel, she always rolls over

Chapter 94 The short-lived darling of heaven (16)

Jun Anzhi was expressionless, but Lian Er burst into tears, "Master, he is so pitiful..."

"There are many poor people like him in Anzhou. Just feel sad."

Jun Anzhi spoke coldly, but her tone was low, which showed that her heart was not without fluctuations.

But Lian'er, who is very sensitive to people's emotions, noticed it. Now she didn't care about her own sadness, and stepped forward to hold Jun Anzhi's hand.

"Master, don't you often say that the way of heaven is impermanent, it's God's will."

Jun Anzhi lowered his head, looked at the little kid who was turning upside down to comfort him, and couldn't help but laugh.

He raised his hand and stroked the little girl's head, only smiled without explaining, let this girl think that her master is a compassionate person...

It's better than letting her find out that she is cold-hearted...

"Is there any way, master, to prevent this disaster?"

In Lian'er's eyes, her master is an omnipotent person, and she feels that the master must have a way.

"You have to see it to know." Jun Anzhi sighed in his heart.

"Then shall we go now?" Lian Er pulled Jun Anzhi and was about to go out.

"It's already evening now, get some sleep, it's not too late to go tomorrow." Jun Anzhi held back the girl who heard the wind is rain.

"OK then."

"Please go get some water." Jun Anzhi said, and handed Xiaoer a bunch of copper coins.

"No, Daoist, you are here for the disaster in Anzhou. I can't accept this money. Our shopkeeper also said that the people who live in this store don't accept money..."

Unexpectedly, the waiter in the shop waved his hand and refused her money.

His behavior stunned Jun Anzhi.

"How does your shopkeeper know that the people who live in the store are here to help?" This shopkeeper must be too big.

"The shopkeeper said, anyway, I don't know when this disaster will be over, every day is a day..."

Speaking of this, Xiao Er wiped away tears again.

That appearance made Jun Anzhi speechless and had to quickly send him out.

A big man is crying and crying here, his eyes are really hot.

Although the story he tells is tragic.

Early the next morning.

Jun Anzhi took Lian'er out and walked out of the city.

Out of the city, this situation inevitably makes people sad and angry.

The sad thing is that there are a large number of people infected with the plague on the road. They are not dead, but they are thrown on the side of the road like dead people.

Moans could be heard one after another along the road.

Junanzhi was wearing gloves and a mask he made himself on the way, and showed them all.

Generally speaking, the plague is an infectious disease caused by some strong pathogenic microorganisms, such as bacteria and viruses.

It is usually caused by poor sanitation after natural disasters.

For this kind of plague, most of the ancients closed the city to prevent the spread of the epidemic. The living were boiled, the dead were burned, and the half-dead were piled aside...

It's like seeing these piled up people on the road.

Every few days someone would come to collect the corpses, drag the dead away and dispose of them.

Jun Anzhi searched the books he had read in his mind, and compared the symptoms and corresponding prescriptions one by one.

"Master, did you see any problem?" Lian Er bit her lip with tears in her eyes.

"You have to try it once before you know." Jun Anzhi shook his head.

There are many symptoms and prescriptions in Chinese medicine that are very similar, but the effects are very different. She is not sure what kind of plague these are, and she has to try slowly to know.

Looking around, Jun Anzhi saw that this place was still a little far away from the hardest hit area.

She calculated with her fingers that Jing Zhao should be in the next village.

Jun Anzhi was not surprised at all that Jing Zhao put himself in danger.

After all, as a future emperor, if he doesn't even have this kind of courage, then he is not worthy of Ziwei Emperor Xing Linchen.

Soon, master and apprentice arrived at Jing Zhao's residence.

Standing at the entrance of the village, Jun Anzhi had a strange look on his face.

After calculating and calculating on the spot, he finally smiled.

Because although there is a dying black evil aura in this village, there is also a yellow dragon aura rising to protect the sky above this area.

"If he hadn't been saved last time, maybe there would be one less wise king in the world... This Yunlong Kingdom will really decline completely..."

With a low word, Jun Anzhi pulled Lian Er out of the village entrance.

"Who is here?" There were two soldiers guarding the entrance of the village, and they were blocked as soon as they approached.

Jun An took a step forward and said, "My lord, it's like this. I heard about the great disaster in Anzhou and I have some medical skills, so I specially recommended myself."

The two soldiers glanced at each other, and one said: "You wait."

After speaking, he ran to the camp, presumably to report.

If on weekdays, such quack priests came to ask to see the prince, they would ignore him and send him away.

But today is different from the past, there is a shortage of doctors in Anzhou City, even if they are half-baked, as long as they dare to come, the prince will not refuse...

In the temporary tent set up, Jing Zhao and Jun Xiude were at a loss as to the current situation and had no clue at all.

Even Mrs. Jun, who was born in the Immortal Medicine Valley, had no clue.

"Ma'am, is today's medicine effective?" Jing Zhao looked at Wang Jingru who had just entered the account and asked.

Wang Jingru is also thirty this year, but she has excellent medical skills, and her awareness of protecting skin and appearance is far beyond ordinary people.

It made her look as young as a young girl in her early teens, and it was not at all obvious that she was a middle-aged woman.

"It didn't work." Wang Jingru shook her head, a trace of embarrassment slipped across her beautiful face.

When she came, she felt that the plague was similar to those recorded in the Yaoxian Valley.

As long as the medicine is prescribed according to the prescription recorded in the medical code, this trip to Anzhou will definitely be safe.

But after coming here and seeing it, her mood fell to a low point.

"This is a plague that has never been seen before. It is not recorded in all the ancient books I have read."

"Then how long do you think it will take to develop a useful prescription? I think the villagers here are going to be overwhelmed."

Jing Zhao narrowed his narrow eyes and looked at Wang Jingru.

This Mrs. Jun is quite capable, but her husband is from Jingrui's camp, so she is afraid that she will not do her best to trip her up.

"This..." Wang Jingru was in a dilemma.

As for Jun Xiude on the side, he was also embarrassed, with his wife on the one hand and the pressure from the third prince on the other.

Since neither side could talk, he had no choice but to be a wallflower, trying to reduce his sense of existence as much as possible.

Wang Jingru is not sure that an effective drug can be developed in the shortest time.

It wasn't that she was delaying on purpose, but that there really was no way she could do it.

As a doctor, even if she left Yaoxian Valley, she still had to abide by the rules of the valley.

It is a big taboo for those who commit crimes against doctors. If they are discovered by the elders in the valley, they will be punished.

That kind of punishment is something that every disciple of Immortal Medicine Valley doesn't want to see, and doesn't want to bear.

Because I can't bear that kind of torture.

People in the Immortal Medicine Valley, unless they are not part of the WTO, join the WTO, they have to take on the responsibility of a doctor, save the dying and heal the wounded, and help the world.

"Report!"

The atmosphere inside the tent was stalemate, and soldiers outside the tent came to report.

Jing Zhao waved his hand and asked the guard to let him in.

"What's the matter?"

"My lord, there is an important matter outside the door, asking to see me, saying that I know medical skills..."

The soldier simply repeated Jun Anzhi's words.

(End of this chapter)