"General, think twice!" Song Qiang shook his head, still wanting to continue persuading Chang'an.
"How about, let's find some servants to take care of him? You can't go, it's too dangerous! You are our general, what should we do if something happens to you? General, this is really not a trivial matter, think twice!"
"Don't do to others what you don't want yourself to do to yourself. If it was your sister, would you let her take care of a patient suffering from the plague?" Rong Changan retorted Song Qiang in this way.
Song Qiang shook his head and quickly refused, "I definitely don't want to, but you..."
"The servant takes care of me, can I do my best?"
"Certainly not, but..."
"Don't worry about it, it's settled like this."
Afterwards, both of them stopped talking, one had already made a decision, and the other was still trying to persuade them, and the scene entered into a brief silence.
"General, General", Xiao Jiu trotted in, breaking the silence.
"General, take a quick look. This is what my great-grandfather asked me to bring to you. It is said to be useful to you."
Xiao Jiu handed Rong Changan a booklet that was slightly bigger than the palm of his hand. The paper was yellow, it should be some years old, but the handwriting was very clear. Rong Chang'an roughly flipped through it, and it contained some outlines for the prevention and treatment of the plague. Obviously, this was prepared by the old man for his son at the time, but unfortunately he was burned alive before he could use it.
"Xiao Jiu, you came at the right time! The old man is really righteous, go back and thank him for me. You can call the military doctor here by the way!" A smile appeared on Rong Changan's face, as if he had seen hope.
After a while, the military doctor rushed over and greeted Rong Changan.
"General, are you looking for me?"
"Look at this, is there any use for this plague?"
Dr. Wang turned a few pages, read it for a while, and thought about it.
"General, prevention is very detailed, and some of them are really useful. Some preventive measures can be used, such as in the house." Dr. Wang has been in the army for more than ten years, and the epidemic is not what he is good at. This booklet just made up for his lack of experience, and it is really useful.
"Okay, that's it. Doctor Wang, you arrange a separate yard for Yan Li, and no one is allowed to get close. Put all the medicines in the yard, and I will go over to decoct them later."
Rong Changan turned his head and looked at Song Qiang again, "In the military camp, wormwood is burned in every camp, non-stop, and a brazier is placed at the entrance of the military camp, so that people who come and go are safer. The military camp will be handed over to you!"
"General, it's useless for me to object, then you should be careful, be careful! I will let them prepare hot water and clean clothes for you every day, general, you must pay attention to yourself. By the way, then If you need to pay attention to this book, read it yourself and take good care of yourself." Song Qiang was full of reluctance, but he couldn't help his general.
After Rong Changan finished explaining, he simply packed his things and lived in Yan Li's yard.
Just like that, Rong Changan took off his military uniform and put on ordinary clothes, and lived in Yan Li's small courtyard, brewing medicine with his own hands, serving tea and water, and taking care of Yan Li.
Yan Li had a high fever all day and night, and Rong Changan also took care of him day and night, all day and night. Yan Li had already fallen into a coma, eating the porridge she fed spoon by spoon, and drinking the water she fed herself. A towel dampened with warm water was placed on Yan Li's forehead. Every quarter of an hour, Rong Chang'an tested the temperature of that forehead with his hands, and then put it on again with a different towel.
Outside the small courtyard, Xiao Jiu was always burning hot water for Rong Changan to use as a backup.
"Xiao Jiu, aren't you afraid? Why are you still here?" Rong Changan told Xiao Jiu to go home quickly and not to come to the barracks anytime soon.
"Scared, but why did you go in?" Xiao Jiu's innocent eyes flickered, unable to understand this.
"Me, why did I go in! I don't know either. Maybe I think I'm so lucky that I won't be infected?" This really stumped her.
"I'm not afraid, sister, I got you a pot of mugwort leaves, you can put it in the house, so you won't be infected."
"Okay, Xiao Jiu has grown up and can take care of others. Haha!" Rong Changan said a few words to Xiao Jiu from a distance, and then went back indoors.
Yan Li's cheeks were flushed red, and the continuous high fever made him unconscious for a day and a night.
Rong Chang'an focused his eyes on Yan Li's flushed facial features, and gradually fell into deep thought. She remembered that in the previous life, the lieutenant Li Hai gave him was Yan Li, but there was no such thing as the plague! Is this a conspiracy or a coincidence? Could it be that this life is different from the last one? Or was it that Yan Li was cured in the last life without her knowing
"Yan Li, get well soon! You are a man of seven feet, you shouldn't die on this hospital bed. Your ambition has not been fulfilled, how can you die like this?"
At dawn, Rong Chang'an, who had been busy all day and night, finally couldn't stand it any longer. The exhaustion of her physical strength made her fall asleep lying on the table.
Yan Li's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened those deep and wise eyes. He took a look, and this was still the yard where he used to live. He remembered that the military doctor said he had the plague before he passed out. Plague, it's terrible! He just wanted to move his arm, but accidentally knocked off the medicine bowl beside the bed.
bang!
Rong Changan was startled awake, stood up abruptly, was very happy to see Yan Li woke up, pursed his lips and said with a smile, "You finally woke up? Would you like some water?"
Yan Li was stunned for a while, his face became gloomy, "Why are you? What are you doing here?"
"Yan Li, what's wrong with you? I'm not feeling well, I'll call the military doctor." Rong Changan thought Yan Li was not feeling well.
"Rong Chang'an, I got the plague? You are not a doctor, what are you doing here?" Yan Li's eyes were sharp and frightening.
"Of course I take care of you!"
"You are the general who protects the country, the pillar of the country, and you are the supreme queen. You need to take care of a foreigner all night. What do you mean? Is it a secret promise to me, life and death? But I already have someone I like. You go out Come on! Get out!"
Yan Li said harsh words, hoping that Rong Changan would leave quickly, lest the infection be transmitted to her. The plague is really terrible! But he was moved in his heart.
During his coma, he knew that someone was taking care of him all the time, he could smell the wormwood, and someone was feeding him water, medicine and food, the movements were gentle and careful.
"Yan Li, you are my partner. I will not give up on you. Take care of your illness!" Rong Changan brought over a glass of warm water, "Dr. s damage."
Rong Changan sat on the edge of the bed, wanting to feed him water like when he was asleep, but Yan Li tilted his head inward and ignored her.
"Come and drink water by yourself, or I will do it."
Yan Li had no choice but to sit up slowly, drank the water by himself, and lay down again. The whole process was black-faced, and Chang An was ignored at all.