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The two had no choice but to take Yunling with them to the official ship ahead.

Zhou Qiong came quietly at night to look for Mr. Tang. Instead of asking the fleet to set up a horizontal ropeway with great fanfare, he asked the secret guard to row a small boat and wait in the corner.

Yunling was sitting in the boat, looking at the boundless river water on both sides. She wanted to speak, but she found that everything was quiet. When she opened her voice on the river, it was like having a loudspeaker, and people could hear what was happening in an instant. , had to shut up.

Zhou Qiong was a little angry at her behavior, and would not take the initiative to speak. Only Mrs. Tang felt that the water was too close and the night wind was not good for the moisture, so he sat sideways in front of Yunling and used his body to shield her. With.

The three of them boarded the official ship silently.

The official ship was about one-third larger than the Marquis's ship, but it only accommodated two masters, the third prince and Zhou Qiong, and there were even fewer guards on the deck.

These people seemed to have received Zhou Qiong's orders and just guarded the ship quietly, turning a blind eye to the appearance of Mrs. Tang and Yun Ling.

Walking in the cabin passage, Yunling couldn't help but ask: "Are there many people suffering from symptoms?"

Otherwise, if there are only a few people on the ship, we won't be afraid of assassinations or anything like that?

Zhou Qiong shook her head, "No, there are many people talking. I have set up a banquet on the auxiliary ship today to reward them for their hard work in the past few days. These people will come back before dawn tomorrow. We must seize the time."

There were three cabins at the top of the official ship. Zhou Qiong knocked on the door of the largest cabin. A maid quietly opened the door and welcomed them in.

Yunling followed Mrs. Tang in and took a look, only to find that the person lying on the bed was not the third prince, but a young boy who looked about the same age and was also very handsome.

Before the two of them could ask, Zhou Qiong had already explained: "The third prince does not live here, but lives next door. This is the third prince's chamberlain, Chu Yi. He has had diarrhea since yesterday, and his abdominal pain is more obvious today, and The bursts are unbearable.”

Mrs. Tang stepped forward and felt the child's pulse, then checked the child's tongue coating, and asked, "Is there any red and white pus and blood coming down?"

The little waiter probably couldn't stand it anymore. He nodded when he heard this, but he no longer had the strength to speak.

Mr. Tang then asked the maid: "Have you eaten anything unclean in the past two days? Or have you eaten fish or shrimp that has been out for a long time?"

The maid shook her head, "On the first day of the year, I always eat with the third prince, so I shouldn't eat unclean things. There is a special cook responsible for the third prince's food. If there is a problem, the first one will be blamed. That cook I won’t eat uncleanly for the sake of my own head.”

Mr. Tang nodded, "Then take me to see this little chamberlain's bucket?"

After seeing it and coming back, Mr. Tang said: "It's probably not epidemic, it's just dysentery, and it's damp-heat dysentery. It can be improved by taking a few patches of peony decoction."

Zhou Qiong frowned and said, "But the third prince also has such symptoms, but the symptoms are much milder and not as serious as those in the first year of junior high school."

"Then I'll go see the third prince again." Mrs. Tang said.

Zhou Qiong said, "Mr. Tang, please wait here. I'll call the guards to summon the third prince."

Mr. Tang looked at Zhou Qiong in surprise, "Should the guilty minister go and pay his respects?"

Yunling took a look at the sky outside the cabin and felt that the prince was too approachable.

In the middle of the night, he is also a prince, so how can he be allowed to come on his own initiative?

Besides, you are still suffering from illness?

Is this because you don’t want others to know which cabin you are staying in?

Zhou Qiong explained, "It's not that I don't trust the old man, but that the third prince's residence will change randomly every day. Even I don't know where he is staying today, or if I have someone set it up at the door of each cabin." If there is any movement, the attendants on the Third Prince’s side will come over and respond when they hear it.”

Guan Yi turned around and went out.

After a while, the third prince yawned and entered the cabin.

"cousin."

He first called Zhou Qiong sleepily, and then discovered the presence of Mrs. Tang and Yun Ling. He immediately woke up a little and stood up straighter.

"Mr. Tang, Miss Tang." He nodded, looking very graceful despite his young age.

Mr. Tang stepped forward, bowed, and said, "I have seen the Third Prince, and the Third Prince is safe."

The third prince looked at Zhou Qiong, then at Mr. Tang, and asked: "Cousin, are you calling Mr. Tang to take my pulse?"

Zhou Qiong nodded and asked, "Does your stomach still hurt today?"

"I had a stomachache in the afternoon, but it's gone now."

With that said, the third prince raised his hand in front of Mr. Tang, "Thank you for your hard work."

Mr. Tang checked Tianmai for a long time, and his face became more and more serious.

Zhou Qiong was suddenly a little frightened.

They just left Ruidu. If those people want to take action, they will do it after arriving at the Southeast Navy. In this way, the excuses and reasons are ready, and they will not rush to take action before they have reached one-third of the journey. , but the relationship is unclear.

And if there is an epidemic, which cannot be controlled by humans, if it is not done correctly, it will cause trouble. The Liu family is bold, but they are not brainless.

He guessed it was dysentery, but he wasn't sure. He just wanted Mr. Tang to come over and confirm.

Dysentery also carries a risk of contagion. The accompanying imperial doctor is clearly one of His Majesty's, but no one knows who it is in private, so he doesn't dare to gamble.

Among the doctors in the entire fleet, he only trusted Mr. Tang, who was no longer an imperial doctor.

Mr. Tang's frown made Zhou Qiong even more uneasy.

Mr. Tang was silent for a long time, and then said: "It's just damp heat dysentery, but His Highness is in good health. It's just a minor illness. As long as he no longer comes into contact with patients with the same illness and takes a few patches of medicine, he will be fine."

As he spoke, he started writing the prescription.

Yunling saw that he was just writing down the recipe for making medicine, so she reminded him, "Grandpa, why don't you also write down how to prevent and cure it?"

Mrs. Tang paused and wrote some more notes.

I don't know whether it was because the situation was better than expected, or because he was able to feel his pulse again and write prescriptions, but Mrs. Tang was in a good mood, feeling vaguely confident and relieved.

Seeing that he only wrote some tips on how to take care of him, Yunling asked: "Grandpa, since feces is contagious, can't we just dump it into the river and harm others? And it's important for patients to rest. Shouldn't they also pay attention to their diet?" How is the hygiene in your living room?”

Her words immediately aroused Mrs. Tang's interest, "What do you mean?"

He has been practicing medicine for so many years and has read so many medical books, but this is the first time he has heard someone say such a point of view.

Yunling shared what she knew about the anti-epidemic measures, "Feces should at least be soaked in lime water before handling, and both patients and normal people should wash their hands frequently..."

"I saw a prescription in a book, which may be effective in preventing and treating it."