"Jun Yang!"
Shi Qingxue screamed and rushed over, holding Jiang Jiang in her arms before Mo Junyang fell to the ground.
At that moment, she felt heartbroken, her legs softened, and she fell to the ground with Mo Junyang in her arms.
She called Mo Junyang's name one after another, but when they went to look, Mo Junyang had already closed his eyes and fell into a coma.
Wei Zichao once again drew his sword and placed it on Xiao Qijun, and asked sternly: "What did you do to my master?"
When the other villagers present saw that their village leader was being driven with a sword, they all aimed their weapons at Wei Zichao and surrounded them, "Let go of the village master!"
For a moment, the situation became tense.
Xiao Qijun allowed surprise on his face. Looking at the unconscious Mo Junyang, he was a little unable to react. He murmured: "How could this happen? Why would this happen..."
Wei Zichao glared, "I still want to ask you!"
Xiao Qijun said anxiously: "I clearly saw him safe and sound when he fell off the cliff, and you also saw him sitting here just now. Why did he suddenly... have an attack..."
As if he thought of some possibility, Xiao Qijun's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted to the villagers in a hoarse voice: "Go and invite Doctor Liang!"
Villagers, look at me and I look at you. Then one person put down the sword in his hand and responded in a weak voice: "Yes!"
I hurriedly went to find someone.
Dr. Liang hurried over with a medicine box on his back. He found the patient without any instructions from others. While opening the medicine box, he squatted on the ground and took Mo Junyang's pulse.
He first explored Mo Junyang's wrist for a moment, and then opened Mo Junyang's eyes and mouth one by one to observe carefully.
"Doctor, how is he?" Shi Qingxue asked uncontrollably.
While waiting for the doctor just now, she consciously checked Mo Junyang's body and found that there were not even ordinary bruises, let alone serious injuries that could cause Mo Junyang to become unconscious.
It wasn't a trauma, but Shi Qingxue was not happy at all. She was afraid that Mo Junyang would be seriously injured without her knowing.
But Dr. Liang's reaction was worse than Shi Qingxue's most pessimistic estimate. He could almost be regarded as having a shitty expression and a look of panic.
Dr. Liang even took a big step back, covering his mouth and nose, and a vague voice came out from between his fingers.
"It's a plague!"
"What?"
Doctor Liang's three words instantly exploded in everyone's ears. Everyone imitated Doctor Liang's actions and took several steps back, fearing that they would be infected if they stood there for longer.
The people in Jiangzhou City became pale when they talked about the plague. Even a brave man like Xiao Qijun lost color when he heard about the plague, and his eyes were full of precautions.
Shi Qingxue didn't let go of Mo Junyang's hand at all. Instead, she frowned and glared at Dr. Liang, "What are you talking about?"
Didn't Mo Junyang take the risk to go to Shang Village just to investigate the plague that disappeared for no reason
But since the plague has disappeared, why does it reappear
Shi Qingxue didn't believe it, but Doctor Liang said firmly: "I have treated many plague patients, and the initial symptoms of each of them were coma and high fever, and other symptoms were exactly the same as those of plague patients. If this young lady still doesn't believe it, Then I have nothing to say!"
"Stop talking nonsense, you are a doctor, why don't you hurry up and prescribe a prescription to save people?" Shi Qingxue had no time to listen to Doctor Liang's oral description of the symptoms and onset of the plague, and could only angrily demand that the doctor must cure Mo Junyang!
However, Dr. Liang lowered his head at this time and replied hesitantly: "There is no cure for this plague yet. Although I can diagnose the disease, I am afraid that it is not possible to cure the disease and save people..."
Doctor Liang went around in circles just to express three things: first, he could not save Mo Junyang; second, no one could save Mo Junyang; third, Mo Junyang should just wait to die!
Shi Qingxue laughed angrily at Dr. Liang's subtext, and asked Wei Zichao to pick up Mo Junyang and walk out, not bothering to say anything to these people.
If this person's medical skills are not good, she will find other doctors; if all the doctors in Jiangzhou City are not good, then she will go back to the palace to find the imperial doctor, Shen Luo...
In short, Mo Junyang must be cured no matter what!
Shi Qingxue made a quick decision and asked Wei Zichao to carry Mo Junyang back to Jiangzhou City to seek medical treatment from the old doctor.
When the old doctor heard that it was a plague, he refused to treat Mo Junyang at first. It was only after Wei Ziye put a knife to the old doctor's neck that he reluctantly agreed.
When seeing a doctor, the old doctor covered his whole body tightly, leaving only a pair of cloudy eyes exposed, not forgetting the layer of gauze that separated them.
When approaching the hospital bed, he stopped every step of the way, as if what was lying on the bed was some savage beast, and he was going to die.
Shi Qingxue became impatient by the old doctor's actions and grabbed him directly in front of the bed. "You should hurry up and see a doctor. We are still not sure whether it is a plague or not?"
The old doctor had no choice but to hold Mo Junyang's hand and check his pulse, but the longer he looked at it, the worse the look in his eyes became. Finally, he almost jumped away from the bed, pointed to the bed tremblingly and said: "Really, really It’s a plague!”
After he finished shouting, he saw that Shi Qingxue and others had not even moved at all, and he said anxiously: "That is a plague that kills people invisible! What are you doing there, why don't you get away quickly?"
Shi Qingxue just frowned and glared at him, "Stop talking nonsense. Now that the disease has been detected, hurry up and prescribe a prescription to save people!"
Nothing else is meant to be said at this time!
The old doctor didn't expect that these people were not afraid of death. When they heard it was a plague, no one hid.
But he doesn’t want to die at all!
The old doctor explained without tears: "Jiangzhou City has not been able to develop a prescription to treat the epidemic. People who get sick have no choice but to stay at home and wait to die. Rich people may be able to use precious medicinal materials. I'll hang my life for a few days, but really, it's all in vain..."
When the old doctor saw it, Qingxue's face became extremely ugly and he did not dare to continue talking.
Shi Qingxue stared at the old doctor and emphasized again: "Anyway, I just want to ask you, can you prescribe the medicine?"
"I..." The old doctor's head was only halfway shaking. When he saw the bright sword in Wei Ziye's hand, he suddenly moved his head back and whispered: "I do have a prescription in my hand, but I never have it." I’ve tried it, but I don’t know if it will work?”
In fact, what the old doctor wants to say is that the medicine in his hand can only make the patient live a few more days at most, and it is impossible to cure the disease.
But these people looked so vicious that he didn't dare to say anything, for fear that his life would be in danger if he did.
"Since there is a prescription, Dongshuang, hurry up and follow the old doctor to get the medicine and prepare the medicine. Remember, you have to do the whole process by yourself, and you must not pretend to be someone else. Do you hear me?" Shi Qingxue ordered hurriedly.
Dongshuang responded one by one and pulled the old doctor down without giving the old doctor a chance to protest.
Wei Zichao asked worriedly: "Liu Niang, this doctor is a two-swordsman at first glance, and he doesn't know if his medical skills are up to par. My subordinates are worried..."
Shi Qingxue raised her hand to interrupt the other party's words and said: "I know, but we can only believe him now.
Zichao, hurry up and go back to Kyoto to invite Shen Luo. If we can delay it for a day, we will wait until you invite Shen Luo, so you must hurry, do you understand? "
Only then did Wei Zichao realize that Shi Qingxue had made preparations and nodded quickly, "My subordinate, go now! I will live up to Liu Niang's trust!"
Shi Qingxue looked at Wei Zichao's quickly leaving figure, but her hanging heart did not relax at all.
Among them, Wei Zichao was the best in Qinggong. The more than ten days' journey from Jiangzhou City to Kyoto was shortened by the other party, and he was expected to arrive in five or six days. It would probably take twelve or three days to go back and forth at the fastest.
According to the onset process of the plague, the time from the onset of symptoms to death did not last more than half a month, and most people died in less than ten days.
The time was so stuck, Shi Qingxue just hoped that Wei Zichao's tutorial would be faster and the old doctor's medicine would be more effective, but other than that, she was helpless.
Half an hour later, Dongshuang entered the room with a medicine bowl. When he saw Qingxue still sitting motionless by the bed, she also came forward anxiously.
Holding the medicine in one hand, he wanted to pull Shi Qingxue out with the other hand, "Liu Niang, there are slaves here to serve you. I will do my best to take care of Prince Mo. You don't have to worry! You are weak, so stay away! If you are too How can I explain this to the master and his wife?"
Shi Qingxue bypassed Dong Shuang's hand and took the medicine bowl from her hand. She sat on the edge of the bed and refused to leave. She said coldly: "If I don't leave, I will stay here to take care of him."
"But just in case..."
Dongshuang wanted to persuade her again, but Qingxue interrupted her directly, "If you are really unfortunate enough to be infected with the disease, it is God's will. I was lucky enough to die with him in my previous life, so it would be best for me to do the same in this life!"
In her last life, Qingxue turned into a soul after her death and stayed with Mo Junyang until Mo Junyang died of illness and she disappeared between heaven and earth.
Thinking about it now, that was probably the most romantic thing between her and Mo Junyang.
She stole this reincarnation as if she was born for Mo Junyang, so that the man would no longer be lonely.
Until now, she could no longer remember the deep hatred between her and Mo Junhao. All she could think about was Mo Junyang, as long as he was safe and sound.
Qingxue's voice was sonorous and powerful, with a determination that no one could shake. Dongshuang was stunned when she heard it. She even forgot to ask what she meant in her previous life.
He just watched dumbly as Shi Qingxue half-lifted Mo Junyang to his feet, and then gave Mo Junyang medicine little by little.
When the bowl of medicine was almost finished, Dongshuang remembered that it was her job to give medicine!
Dongshuang hurriedly tried to grab the medicine bowl, "Liu Niang, let the slave do it!"
Shi Qingxue refused, and only said: "I will take care of the medicine feeding. From now on, you will be responsible for brewing the medicine. If you have nothing to do, don't enter this house!"
"Liu Niang!" Dong Shuang's eyes widened in surprise.
Does Shi Qingxue not want her
Dong Shuang felt like a thunderbolt from the blue and looked at Shi Qingxue with a look of despair, feeling that her life as a slave had come to an end.