Traversing the Good Lord

When Feng Muyun led Yang'er back to the farmhouse, Sun Zhengfang was indeed not there. It stands to reason that he would be at home at this time on weekdays.Feng Muyun naturally knew what was going on, and felt uncomfortable, so he ate something casually with Yang'er and locked himself in the room.

Yang'er went to pour the herbs again by herself, she didn't seem to pay attention to Feng Muyun's strangeness at all, but occasionally frowned when looking at the tightly closed room.

It was already dark when Sun Zhengfang came back, and when he put down the medicine box, the door on one side was opened with a "squeak".Feng Muyun first looked at Sun Zhengfang's face, and then pretended to be casual and asked: "Doctor Sun, why did you come back so late today? But did you encounter any intractable diseases?"

After Sun Zhengfang drank a few sips of water to moisten his throat, he shook his head and said, "Then His Royal Highness Chang'an's old problem has recurred. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be. Could it be that he has been stimulated by something? What can we do if this disease persists?" Only the first sentence of these words was an answer to Feng Muyun's question, and the rest were Sun Zhengfang talking to himself, but it was a different feeling when Feng Muyun heard it.

"Doctor Sun! Is Doctor Sun there?" There was a sudden roar from outside the door, and the three people in the courtyard all turned their eyes to the door.

A middle-aged woman with a big arm and a round waist barged in with a thin child on her back. As soon as she entered, she yelled at Sun Zhengfang: "Doctor Sun, save my son."

The voice was so loud that Sun Zhengfang couldn't help taking a step back, and then the woman was ushered into the special room for treating patients. The woman put the child on her back on the narrow board and stepped back sensiblely, looking at Sun Zhengfang nervously. .

Sun Zhengfang frowned and took a step forward, while Feng Muyun and Yang'er were just leaning on the door and watching.I saw that the child's face was flushed abnormally, but his body was swaying non-stop, and his lips were trembling.Sun Zhengfang opened his eyelids to look, and then began to feel his pulse with a serious face.

Seeing Sun Zhengfang's expression, the woman was so nervous that she held her breath.

After Sun Zhengfang took the pulse, he seemed to be confused about something, his brows furrowed even tighter, and he paced back and forth with his hands behind his back.The woman's eyes seemed to be tied to him, following his left and right movements, but she didn't dare to ask.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Sun Zhengfang turned around abruptly, grabbed the child's hand to make a diagnosis again, touched his face again, turned his head to the woman seriously and said: "Ma'am, you still have a problem at home?" Is anyone else sick?"

The woman shook her head, Sun Zhengfang breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Ma'am, you go back first, you can't stay with him anymore."

Feng Muyun also thought of something when he heard the words, and fixed his eyes on the child who kept moaning because of his discomfort.

But the woman didn't understand, she got anxious and shouted: "Dr. Sun, why?"

There was no expression on Sun Zhengfang's face, but his tone was very heavy, and he said, "This is the plague."

Feng Muyun immediately pulled Yang'er back a few steps, and felt wrong after doing it, but she was indeed afraid.In ancient times when medicine was underdeveloped, there were many kinds of plagues. Smallpox, Black Death, plague, etc. were collectively referred to as plagues.There are some diseases that are not so easy to treat even in modern times, and she is not a medical student, so she has no research on these diseases and does not know how to treat them, so she is not afraid.

In this era, suffering from the plague is equivalent to a death sentence. The woman was stunned at first, and then burst into tears.Although Sun Zhengfang couldn't bear it, he still drove her out of the farmhouse half-supported and half-dragged.As for the child in the room, although they all knew that he was dangerous, they still couldn't resist driving him out.

In the end, Sun Zhengfang had no choice but to act as a living horse doctor, boiled some herbs to reduce fever and fed him, and then locked the door.

"The old man will go to the city tomorrow morning to report to His Highness Prince Chang'an that the plague will leave corpses everywhere, and measures must be taken quickly. The longer it drags on, the worse it will be." Sun Zhengfang looked anxious.

Feng Muyun nodded uncomfortably. She actually admired Sun Zhengfang very much. This is the kindness of a doctor.After knowing that the child was suffering from the plague, she wanted to drag Yang'er as far as possible, but Sun Zhengfang even fed him the medicine himself.

"From now on, everything we touch, food and drink must be washed with boiling water, and our hands must be washed frequently. Doctor Sun, I'll go to boil a pot of hot water right away. You just touched the patient's body." At this time, Feng Muyun also put aside her feelings of sadness and sorrow, recalling those preventive measures, she still knows a thing or two about these common senses.

"The food must be cooked, and the windows must be opened for ventilation. From now on, the meals will be eaten separately, not together." Feng Muyun poured out the contents of his head, and Sun Zhengfang nodded frequently.

On the second day, all the doctors in Yangzhou City were dispatched, and a large area was designated in the suburbs to isolate people suffering from the plague, and the child was taken away early in the morning.Dr. Sun is so busy every day that he doesn't touch the ground. He usually returns to the farmhouse in the middle of the night, and sometimes it is not uncommon for him to stay out overnight.

Yang'er wanted to follow at first, but Feng Muyun grabbed her and gave up after a good education.

Feng Muyun didn't dare to leave the door now, and now Sun Zhengfang naturally didn't have time to heal her feet, so she wasn't in a hurry.It's just that she is bored every day, and only Yang'er, a dumb gourd who can't speak a word, is with her.

These days, she also learned from Sun Zhengfang's words that leaked from his mouth from time to time that the plague outside is getting worse and worse. A large number of people die every day, and a large number of people are brought to the isolation point every day.And now not only the plague is spreading in the villages and towns outside Yangzhou City, even people in Yangzhou City have begun to be infected, and everyone panics for a while.

"Does the imperial court not care?" Feng Muyun seized the gap and asked Sun Zhengfang.

Sun Zhengfang also became haggard during this time, obviously very tired, shook his head and sighed: "I have already handed over the papers, but there is no more to say. Besides, how should this plague be managed? I asked myself that the medical skills are not inferior to those imperial physicians, The old man has not figured out a solution yet." After saying that, he hurried out of the farmhouse.

Feng Muyun frowned, and suddenly thought of Gu Yi, this person has good medical skills, and he came from a later life, so there must be a solution.But she has always been cold-hearted, and now that you are a national teacher, I don't know if she will be willing to take action to solve it.

If she wrote to her by herself, she should take action, but wouldn't that reveal that she was still alive?Feng Muyun frowned, thinking of the child's uncomfortable appearance that day, he finally couldn't bear it, went back to the room and found a pen and paper.

The messy characters took a few sheets of rice paper to write the letter. When I folded it into the envelope, I saw that the envelope was bulging. After sealing the letter carefully, Feng Muyun thought of an important thing.

Now that I don't go out and don't go out, how can I have time to find someone to deliver letters?If Shopkeeper Qian was asked to pick it up, he probably wouldn't want to leave Yangzhou City when the plague was raging in the suburbs.

Shaking his head, he had to trouble Sun Zhengfang again.

"National Teacher's Mansion? Do you know him?" Sun Zhengfang couldn't help but ask after hearing Feng Muyun tell him the location after finishing the letter.

Feng Muyun wiped her hands on the apron in front of her. She was cooking just now when she heard the news of Sun Zhengfang's return and hurried out.He nodded and said in a low voice: "There was a friendship, he is good at medicine, maybe he can help, but you don't want to mention this to anyone."

Although Sun Zhengfang is usually easy-going, he has a sense of arrogance in his bones. He couldn't help being upset when he heard Feng Muyun praise others: "He makes alchemy for His Majesty every day, and His Majesty's health is getting worse every day. You Do you still think his medical skills are extraordinary?"

Feng Muyun hesitated when he heard the words, she didn't know about it, so she could only smile awkwardly.

Sun Zhengfang curled his lips, shook his head and left, he was very busy.But obviously he also agreed to deliver the letter for her, otherwise he wouldn't have left with the letter.Feng Muyun breathed a sigh of relief, and went back to the kitchen. There was still a side dish not fried.

What pill does Gu Yi practice?Elixir of life?That's too much nonsense, what on earth is she trying to do.

Feng Muyun didn't think that Gu Yihui didn't know that those things were fake, she just couldn't figure out what Gu Yi wanted to do.Forget it, don't think about it if you can't figure it out, Feng Muyun shook his head, then turned to Yang'er and said, "Yang'er, go wash your hands and eat right away."

Yang'er put down the herbal medicine in her hands after hearing this, and obediently walked to the side to wash her hands, wiped clean before serving on the table.

"I don't know how many people will die in this plague." Feng Muyun put down his bowl and sighed after eating half of it.But it was destined that she could only talk to herself, Yang'er didn't even look at her, and continued to deal with the food in the bowl.

Feng Muyun sighed with a headache, and stopped talking, focusing on eating.

In the next few days, the expression on Sun Zhengfang's face became more and more serious. Needless to say, Feng Muyun also knew that the situation outside was getting more serious, but she couldn't do anything to help. Take precautions for yourself and Yanger.

One day, Feng Muyun was helping Yang'er grind the medicine powder in the courtyard, but he saw Sun Zhengfang running in with a hurried expression, picked up his other spare medical kit and ran out, saying as he ran, "His Royal Highness Chang'an is also infected. , the old man will not come back today."

"Boom." The stone stick used to grind the medicine powder slipped from Feng Muyun's hand.

"Wait." Language shouted out faster than thinking.

Sun Zhengfang stopped to look at her, his expression was no longer as calm as before, but he was urging, speaking quickly if he had something to say.

Knowing that she didn't have time to think about it, Feng Muyun said, "I'll go with you."

Sun Zhengfang obviously didn't expect her request, so he took a deep look at her and nodded.Feng Muyun immediately walked out quickly, but found that Yang'er was following behind, and hurriedly stopped her.

Yang'er didn't speak, just looked at her, and in a moment, she compromised, she said she would never leave Yang'er alone again.

The three of them sat on the carriage and staggered towards the city of Yangzhou.

Feng Muyun was holding a square handkerchief in her hand, which was almost torn apart by her, she knew that she was too impulsive.This kind of behavior is irresponsible to herself and Yang'er, but the moment she heard what Sun Zhengfang said, there was only one thought in her mind, to see her!

I don't care about anything, I just want to see her.