Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 1389 Reaping the consequences
Japanese country, Edo.

The silver-haired old man was lying on the hospital bed, surrounded by pure white.

The old man stared blankly at the ceiling of the hospital. His body was getting hotter and hotter, but his heart was gradually getting colder.

Unexpectedly, he just presided over His Highness's funeral and contracted the cold after returning home.

What's even more unexpected is that I thought I would be cured by taking some medicine, but I didn't want to take two medicines and sent myself directly to the hospital.

After that, there was no improvement, and his body shivered with coldness and scalding heat. The alternating cold and hot, painful torture, made him feel worse than death.

Subsequent research told him that this was a mutant version of the last virus, which was more contagious and secretive. If many people treated it as a common cold, it would only aggravate the condition.

When he learned about it, he just wanted to ask, were those bastards who developed the virus back then fools?

If such a good virus is used on the battlefield, what impact will it have and how much benefit will it bring?

With such a powerful weapon in hand, will the empire still fail?
There is no need to suffer the consequences like now.

What a bunch of bastards.

Not only were such good weapons not used on the battlefield, but they were used on their own people. They were simply a group of traitors.

A bunch of bastards who deserve to commit seppuku. Even if they go to hell, he will pull these pigs out and disembowel them ten thousand times.

The thoughts in his mind began to become confused, and the pain and unwillingness made the pain in his body become more intense.

With blurred vision, he seemed to see the wise and mighty His Highness who had led them to rise, led them to glory, and led the empire to advance.

"Your Highness, I'm here to accompany you!"

Cough
Just as he was thinking wildly, a bald man walked in from outside the ward, wearing a mask, a white coat, and gloves. He coughed from time to time, making the silver-haired old man look over.

"Sir, are you okay?"

"Oh, yes, Shanyuan-kun! I'm okay, right?"

A hoarse voice sounded, filled with a sense of powerlessness.

The bald man's eyes were full of surprise, but more importantly, fear.

The person in front of them is their backbone.

Especially since His Highness has just passed away and the position has not yet been officially determined, their group of people are waiting for him to preside over the ceremony, so that the new His Highness can become the new faith of the people of Dahe.

But now, not only the host is lying here, but also the first and second heirs are in the hospital.

At this time, we are just waiting for the person in front of us to stand up and take charge of the overall situation.

The bald man was silent for a moment, his face wrinkled with sadness, and he decided to tell the truth. This matter could not be hidden in the first place.

"Your Excellency, I have a lot of things to report to you recently!"

The man lying on the bed blinked, and he had realized that what he said next might not be a good thing.

"Your Excellency, a new round of epidemic has broken out in China!"

"Despite its previous experience in epidemic prevention, the country has also actively prepared medical equipment and purchased a large amount of antibiotics from the United States for treatment."

"But now it seems that the intensity of this epidemic is even more severe. Almost, almost infected, there is more than half a chance of death!"

The man lying on the bed moved his dry fingers twice, but said nothing.

In his opinion, no matter how many people die, they are just a bunch of mud-legged people. As long as the elites of the Dahe Nation are still there, nothing is a problem.

He believed that the people in front of him would understand.

Sure enough, when the bald man said this, there was not much sadness on his face.

But when talking about the impact on the domestic economy, my face immediately hurts.

Economic recession means that their pocketbooks will be deflated!
This is more unacceptable than death.

Sure enough, the person on the bed listened and pinched the sheets with his fingers, his face looking painful.

"There are also two, two princes who were infected again and are now in the intensive care unit."

"What……"

The person on the bed sat up suddenly, tearing the sheets with his fingers, and looked like a hungry ghost on his face.

Boundless fear arose in my mind.

If these two people are gone, then His Highness's lineage will be equivalent to extinction!

"Unforgivable, impossible!"

"Shanyuan, do your best to treat them."

"We must save them!"

"Otherwise, you, me, and everyone else will be sorry for the thousands of brave warriors who have been crushed by them."

"They will all become sinners of the Dahe Nation!"

"you!"

The old man grabbed the bald man's shoulders and pulled off his tight mask with force.

The fear replayed in Shanyuan's eyes, and he instinctively held his breath, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

"You should commit seppuku and apologize."

"Hi!"

The bald man shouted immediately, but he still didn't dare to breathe and his face turned red.

After the man on the bed exploded, he felt weak and fell heavily on the bed.

The bald man quickly picked up the mask beside him, put it on his mouth, and gasped.

However, at this moment, his throat felt extremely itchy and he wanted to cough.

"I'm leaving now!"

After saying that, the bald man ran out immediately.

It wasn't until he ran out of the door and closed it hard that he took off the mask, then took out a small spray bottle from his pocket and sprayed it all over his body.

It wasn't until his throat soothed that the fear on the bald man's face dissipated.

Looking back at the ward, the bald man's expression turned ferocious.

Turn around and walk out.

In the ward, the frail, silver-haired old man was hot and trembling violently. The nurse saw him and ran away.

After a long time, the doctor came in, fully dressed. Looking at his eyes widened with a dead look on his face, he sighed and shook his head.

outside the office.

Two middle-aged men were smoking outside the corridor and chatting about romance.

By the way, I'm waiting for the office owner to come back.

"Maeda-kun, I heard that you have been very lucky recently, and you have even managed to get the most popular woman recently. That's amazing!"

The speaker said with a smiling face and lustful eyes. "Xiaosong-kun, compared to you, I'm far behind!"

Maeda smiled modestly, thinking of that ungrateful woman.

After returning from his last exchange trip to China, he was ordered to get close to the "dangerous elements" in the exchange group. After using some methods, he finally got the woman named Shui Yuanfeng to his side.

Now, with the help of his stick, he has returned from the edge of danger and is back on track. I believe he will be able to train well before the next exchange!

"I think those with ideas and status will be more satisfied!"

Komatsu had an afterthought look on his face, Maeda crushed the cigarette butt and shook his head, "Omatsu-kun is still a master of research, unlike me, who only knows how to do hard things!"

"Haha, this is not a bad idea." Xiaosong smiled, then moved forward and raised his eyebrows, "But I remember that woman doesn't have a big mouth."

"What do you mean?"

"Maeda-kun, don't say I didn't warn you! In our circle, a woman's mouth is an important criterion for measuring a man's size!"

Maeda reacted immediately after hearing this, and immediately slapped Komatsu on the chest with his hand, "You bastard, why don't you let her measure you."

"Haha, don't be so petty then!"

The two were talking and laughing, and footsteps came from the end of the corridor, and then they saw the bald man walking in.

The two immediately stopped laughing and bowed their heads respectfully.

"grown ups!"

The bald man opened the office door with a cold face.

"Come in!"

"Hi!"

When he arrived at the office, the bald man slammed the document bag in his hand on the table.

"Komatsu Chaoichi, please explain to me, what did your customs bureau do? Why did so many geniuses report it in the past?"

"Hi!"

Xiao Song raised his foot and stomped his head to admit his mistake.

However, there was not much burden in his heart.

As an island country, if we don’t rely on sea transportation to maintain our economy, how can we not starve to death for most of the pitiful land in the country?

However, you still have to have the right attitude, "Your Excellency, we have realized our mistake and are actively cooperating in epidemic prevention. However, Nanyang is an important transit point and an important source of resources for the empire. If we give up."

"I understand this!"

The bald man interrupted Xiao Song who was continuing, "Now, there is something I need you to do."

"Yes, Your Excellency!"

"Sea transport cannot be stopped, trade cannot be interrupted, and epidemic prevention is the top priority, especially if it cannot be introduced to the mainland."

"If there is an epidemic on the ship, the relevant personnel will not be allowed to come back. Do you understand?"

"Hey, I understand!"

Komatsu nodded sharply in understanding.

As the saying goes, everyone must bear the blame for their sins. If they, the people of the Great River, have suffered, others must also bear it.

I was already thinking about how to divert the trouble to the east and how to share the pain.

The bald man nodded, and he could see through Xiaosong Chaoyi's thoughts at a glance, and this was what he wanted to see.

Then he looked at Maeda.

"Maeda-kun!"

"grown ups!"

"Well, you go back and ask the woman from Shuiyuan to request more support from China for more plum blossom heat-clearing and detoxifying liquid in the name of the exchange group."

Maeda still didn't understand, but the bald man waved his hand and interrupted, "According to the research of our epidemic prevention department, the special medicines from China still have a certain effect, but they are only for prevention and maintenance, so we need them to support a large number of medicines. "

"It's best to ask for their formula! Do you understand?"

"My subordinate understands that she must ask for the formula and medicine."

Maeda nodded, thinking of Shuiyuan Feng's appearance, especially that small mouth, and thinking about what tools he would use to "persuade" that woman when he got home.

Sometimes conquest is simple.

"Remember, family scandals should not be made public!"

"Don't let her reveal the situation in the country. The matter of the new virus must be concealed. Don't say much else!"

"Also, be nice to her, we need someone who truly serves the empire."

"This will be useful for us in the future!"

The bald man warned.

He knows his subordinates well. In order to get Shui Yuan Feng, he kidnapped his family members and forced them to do so. This method worked well before, but now it is self-defeating at critical times.

Of course, he was not out of kindness, but an adaptation.

Under the current circumstances, if you want to get rid of the current situation or even save the domestic situation, you need to resort to external forces.

We need help from other countries.

And in this country, the only one that is most suitable and capable is China.

For China, he didn't say he was completely sure, but he still had at least eight points.

This is a peace-loving and talkative nation, as well as a compassionate and kind-hearted nation.

The bald man knows that as long as he behaves badly and pretends to be pitiful, he can arouse the sympathy of those kind-hearted Chinese people and win their favor, which in turn creates social pressure and thus obtains free support.

This is just like the Guanzhong earthquake that year.

As long as the tragic side is revealed, there will be a lot of people vying to offer so-called love.

Even though, at that time, they were already hostile.

Therefore, in his heart, this time they just need to be a little more miserable and have a humble attitude like before. China must help them.

Otherwise, how can they live with their conscience?
Besides, why not help?
They are all so miserable. As a country with only a narrow strip of water and friends for thousands of years, it is right for us to give it to them.

If you don't lend a hand to help, aren't you afraid of the condemnation of people all over the world?

As for paying?

How is it possible? They, the great river people, are in dire straits, either from volcanoes or tsunamis. How can we have any money!
Just give them money and they have the nerve to ask for it?

Don’t worry, we will be grateful in our hearts, well, it’s just hard to say it with our mouths!
Hearing the bald man's words, Maeda's inner fire was immediately extinguished, "I understand."

The two left one after another, and the bald man immediately took out a small spray bottle and started spraying again.

"Damn China, can't we provide more aid!"