Female student: I'm sorry, the prince is mine.

Now the depression has been filled in by the collapsed mountain, and the diversion canals in the surrounding paddy fields have successfully diverted the excess water out.

It is now the eighth month of the lunar calendar, and in a little while, it will be time for the rice to bloom. The rice hanging on the ears is not yet so full. It has been flooded in the past two days, and the harvest is not guaranteed.

"Master Yao, I have some medicinal powder here. Please give it to General Wang. Please ask the brothers from the city defense camp to help the villagers spread it in the fields to prevent insects and epidemics." Nanshan took out a large bag of medicinal powder from the baggage he carried with him and handed it to Yao Jinting. .

Yao Jinting took it carefully: "I didn't expect the girl to be so thoughtful, thank you very much." General Wang was worried that the Xuanji Pavilion here was full of herbal medicine, and Doctor Yang was too old to make enough medicine.

"Spread more around waterlogged depressions," Nanshan added.

After the flood, in addition to epidemic diseases, the most feared crops were the lack of oxygen, drying up, and pests and diseases. “We didn’t bring much, and we had to use the Xuanji Pavilion to grind out more later.”

"Of course." Yao Jinting hurriedly agreed.

At this time, General Wang and the officers and soldiers of the city defense camp were eating simple marching rations in a dry place. There were no people in the farmland, only a few villagers were loosening the soil in their rice fields.

Yao Jinting went over to offer some words of persuasion, and those people walked back.

The fields are now simply drained of water. Xuanji Pavilion and other medical clinics are still preparing insect repellent kits. In the afternoon, the city defense camp will help everyone clean up. The most important thing for the people is to get things done at home first.

Holding the medicine bag in his arms, Yao Jinting led Nanshan to a nearby village.

Nanshan walked forward, looking at Yao Jinting holding the medicine bag as if he had found a treasure, and couldn't help but sigh, this is probably a person who has endured hardship, and he can still enjoy the hardship in such a high-intensity work.

He doesn't look as cynical as he appears on the surface. It can be seen that he also has compassion for all living beings in his heart.

This village was the most severely affected. In such a short period of time, the houses damaged by heavy rains have been repaired. Flood drains have been built on both sides of the dirt road in the village, and wooden boards have been covered on them to prevent people from falling.

Looking from the outside, you can still see many villagers boiling medicinal herbs at home.

Soon we arrived at an open space where several simple tents were pitched. Several villagers were sitting or lying inside, and doctors were treating them one by one.

There were only three or five doctors in the tent. One of them had silver hair and a white beard, and his eyes were green. He must have worked hard for a long time. A young doctor saw a patient and wanted to help him with the diagnosis. He blocked it with his thin hand and shook his head. He shook his head and told the young doctor not to help him.

He's a stubborn old man.

"Master Yao, please give these pills to the doctors and the brothers in the city defense camp to take them immediately. They must not be sick at this time."

Nanshan unloaded the medicinal materials Zhao Fei was carrying and gave some of them to Yao Jinting.

"Okay." Yao Jinting agreed and walked to the tent, asking the doctors to rest for a while and take the pills.

After a while, Lao Yang prepared other medicinal materials, and the brothers from the city defense camp guarding Shengxian Town would bring them over.

This pill is very good, especially for children. It is easy to drink and can help them recover as quickly as possible.

Nanshan put the remaining medicinal materials in his hands and looked at Zhao Fei: "Help Mr. Yao deliver the medicinal materials to General Wang. If you need anything, go and help."

"Yes." Zhao Fei handed over her hand.

"No, how can you do it alone?" Yao Jinting woke up from a dream. If his master found out, he would have to walk around without food.

"Go, disaster relief is important. Your master will forgive you." Nanshan waved his hand, threw the bag on his shoulder, and ran towards the tent.

"My young master can do it." Zhao Fei had seen her helping the injured in a medical thatched cottage. Even if her clothes were stained with blood, she had a calm and orderly attitude.

It's not as weak as it seems.

After Zhao Fei finished speaking, she took Yao Jinting and walked towards General Wang and the brothers from the city defense camp.

"General Wang, sir." When they got there, the two of them bowed their hands to Xuan Qing.

In the subordinate military camps, they only called him "Master". In many cases, the subordinates did not know Prince Xiang's name so that things could be done easily.

So the only one who answered them at this time was General Wang, and Xuan Qing just nodded.

Seeing Zhao Fei, Xuan Qingyi's eyes flashed with something strange, but it quickly disappeared.

If she comes, she is well prepared.

He believed her.

But my heart sank.

After the paddy fields here are taken care of, he will go to see her.

Yao Jinting distributed Fenghan Pills to all the brothers in the team. Everyone was amazed at this small pill. Then he heard from his companions that the doctor in Langzhou had made such a pill. It was very popular. Soldiers also have such pills at home.

"If the brothers have rested, we can continue to do the remaining work in the paddy field."

"Yes!"

After watching everyone take the pills, General Wang waved his hand and asked everyone to spread the medicinal powder brought by Nanshan evenly on the affected fields.

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"Old man, there are not many good doctors in this town, so don't get exhausted." Nanshan walked up to the gray-haired old man, took the old man's thin hand, and pulled him to the only small table in front of the tent without any explanation. , took his pulse.

The old man said "Hey": "What are you doing, kid?"

Just as she was about to stand up, Nanshan pushed her back to the small stool. She took out a pill from her sleeve and handed it over: "Take this pill and the old man can see more patients."

When the old man heard this, he looked at her doubtfully, but his hands could not be more honest. He took the pills, smelled them, looked at them, opened his eyes, and looked at them with admiration.

The old man nodded and took the pill.

He was the only doctor in the Xuanji Pavilion in this town who was good at preventing epidemics. After the past two days, he was really struggling.

"Drink some water." Nanshan poured him a bowl of water.

Watching him drink up his head, Nanshan smiled and put his baggage next to the teapot: "I brought ground atractylodes, realgar, salvia, platycodon, atractylodes, chuanxiong, angelica, hellebore, calamus, saponaria, Sichuan Wuqian, licorice, mint, five qian each, asarum and turnip, can I share it with everyone first?"

"That's great." The white-haired old man looked up and down at the tender baby in front of him: "Do you know how to prevent the epidemic?" What she just said was a prescription for epidemic prevention. Burning and smoking these medicinal materials ground in equal proportions can prevent the plague.

"I can." Nanshan waved another set of silver needles he took out of his bag.

"Can you treat me?" The old man looked at the fifteen or sixteen-year-old young man in front of him... No, little girl, he was still dubious.

"Okay, please sit here and rest for a while. I think I need more help from my husband to prevent the epidemic." After saying that, Nanshan checked the pulses of the patients.