Don't disturb me, I won't be a concubine

Dong Jiafu opened her eyes and found that the sun was setting. She felt that she had only squinted for a short while, so how could so much time have passed?

She quickly stood up and realized belatedly that she seemed to have leaned on something. She suddenly turned her head and saw a broad back.

"You're awake." Cui Qiyan moved half of his shoulder.

Dong Jiafu stood up quickly when she heard the voice, "Why is the prince here?"

"You didn't sleep well last night. You can fall asleep while sitting here."

Dong Jiafu watched him stand up and turn around, his hand still rubbing his right shoulder.

"I'm sorry, you should have woken me up."

Cui Qiyan put down his hand. "I want you to sleep a little longer. I heard that you came up with a way to control the spread of the plague. Did you stay up late last night?"

"I don't want to see a child as young as Daniu get infected."

"I understand how you feel, but you also have to take care of your body. Here, people with weak bodies are most likely to be infected with the plague."

"I'll pay attention. I've been out for too long. I should go in." Dong Jiafu returned to the tent.

Two days later, the number of new people infected with the plague increased to forty-two, including two imperial doctors, who were the two whose silk cloths were torn off on the day the victims rioted.

Not counting those who had died, the total number of infected people was over 200. The original tents could no longer accommodate so many people, so Cui Qiyan had a large tent with few people in it dismantled and moved to the side for those infected with the plague to live in.

The epidemic situation is severe. Medicine is being boiled outside the camp from morning till night. The smell of the medicine lingers for a long time. The victims who are not infected dare not leave the tent easily.

The number of white hairs on Chen Yuanshi's head increased day by day.

At night, four more people died of illness. This was the second time the soldiers went out to bury the bodies that day.

The infected victims had just begun to cheer up two days ago, but were frightened again by the people coming in and out.

Da Niu's condition wasn't very good either. His exposed eyes looked even bigger because of his thin body.

In order to distract him, Dong Jiafu would come to tell him stories every day.

Only when listening to the story could Daniu temporarily forget the pain brought by the plague.

Of course, there are also good aspects. The condition of some infected people has improved.

After examining the patient, Doctor Tan came out of the tent and discussed the matter with Director Chen.

"Hospital Ambassador, there are too many people infected now, and their symptoms are progressing in different ways. Can we transfer those whose symptoms have improved to their original tents? This will prevent their symptoms from recurring, and we can give them targeted medications."

"What Doctor Tan said is absolutely right. The original tents have just been cleared out, and we can move the patients there." Director Chen agreed immediately, "We will sort out the patients' conditions tonight and separate them tomorrow morning."

So the imperial physicians and doctors discussed until midnight and divided the infected people into two categories according to each person's condition.

When Dong Jiafu came over in the morning, Director Chen was directing people to transfer those whose conditions had improved to another tent.

Xiuniang was one of them. When she saw Dong Jiafu coming over, she whispered, "Miss Dong, can you tell them that I don't want to leave. I want to stay and take care of Daniu."

Dong Jiafu was very supportive of Doctor Tan's suggestion and advised, "I'm here with Daniu, you can go there without worry, it will be good for your recovery. You should take care of your body first, maybe Daniu will recover in a few days."

"Then I'll listen to you, young lady." Xiuniang got off the bed and said to Daniu, "Daniu, you have to listen to your sister and take the medicine well. I'll come to see you later."

Daniu nodded in confusion, and only asked Dong Jiafu after Xiuniang left, "Sister, where is Auntie going?"

Dong Jiafu couldn't bear to tell him the truth, "There are too many people here, Xiuniang and the others should go back to the previous tent, this way you can all have a good rest and get better faster."

"Sister, when will I get better? I don't want to be here. I want to go out and play."

"It will be fine soon. Daniu takes medicine on time every day and he will be fine soon." Dong Jiafu could only comfort him.

Three days later, the number of infected people was still rising.

Dong Jiafu couldn't help but doubt herself, "Is my method of throwing the medicine into the well ineffective? Why is the number of people infected not decreasing but increasing?"

Tan Hao said, "You also know that the prescription takes a long time to take effect. We won't see any results in a few days. The increase in the number of people infected with the plague is also expected. Many people who are potentially infected are now showing symptoms. Let's wait and see. Anyway, the medicine in the water will not harm people."

"Yes, Miss Dong is worried and confused. You don't need to worry too much. We are here for you." Doctor Xiao Ye followed.

At this moment, a panic sound came from the tent behind them, and several people hurried back in without even taking a breath.

I saw an elderly man whose condition worsened. He was lying on the bed with his head tilted, spitting out blood.

In the end, the plague will cause people to bleed profusely, and this person is obviously at the end of his life.

Doctor Fan and a young doctor watched from afar. At this point, there was nothing they could do.

Soon, the man took his last breath and died on his back.

The young doctor took the white cloth that had been prepared long ago and covered the man with it, closing his eyes. Then someone came over with skillful movements to lift the man and tidy up the bed.

"Alas——" Doctor Fan sighed, shook his head and walked out.

Dong Jiafu came to her senses and hurried to Daniu's bed, and saw that he had woken up.

"Sister, I'm scared..." Da Niu started crying.

"Don't be afraid. I'm here. Can I tell you the story of the Monkey King again?" Dong Jiafu sat on the edge of the bed.

This is the story that Daniu likes to hear the most. He nodded and lay down obediently.

After coaxing Daniu to sleep, Dong Jiafu was worried about his condition, so she went to see Doctor Tan and asked, "Master, Daniu has changed several prescriptions, but he still hasn't gotten better. Should we try another prescription for him?"

Doctor Tan was silent for a moment and then said, "Dong girl, I can see that you like that child very much. Let me tell you the truth. He was born with a weak constitution, and he has been through a long journey, hungry and exhausted, and he has injuries on his body. Now it's like there is a big hole in his body, and I'm afraid no medicine can fill it up."

Dong Jiafu's expression suddenly changed, "How could it be...how could it be so serious?"

"Master, can you think of another way? He has a strong will to survive and he is still so young. Please try again and don't give up on him..." Dong Jiafu asked with red eyes.

"Well, there is a medicine that is a little dangerous for a child of his age. Now that it has come to this, we have no choice but to try it on him. What the result will be depends on his own fate." Doctor Tan said.

Dong Jiafu knew what this meant and prayed silently in her heart, hoping that Daniu could survive.