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The young man quickly took the two to a secluded and spacious house, which looked like a businessman's warehouse.

"Cough...cough cough..."

The man suddenly started coughing violently. Song Qingwan quickly asked him to sit down. She touched his forehead with her hand and found that he had a high fever!

"Ajin, please keep an eye on him and let him take this medicine."

Song Qingwan took out a packet of medicine and handed it to Zhao Huaijin. Zhao Huaijin took it. At this time, the man had quickly fallen unconscious due to the fever and a rash began to appear on his body.

"Is this the antidote?"

"No, there is no specific medicine yet. I need to analyze their body fluids and make an antidote."

"How to analyze? Where to make it?"

Song Qingwan hesitated for a moment, and suddenly she raised her head and looked at Zhao Huaijin with somewhat uneasy eyes.

"No matter what you see later, don't be surprised. Just trust me, okay?"

"Okay, Song Qingwan, I will protect you no matter what you do."

Song Qingwan let out a long sigh, took out a few packets of medicine from the space and handed them to Zhao Huaijin.

"You should take medicine too. Although this medicine cannot cure the plague, it can prevent it first. Wait for me here."

"Where are you going?"

"I will suddenly disappear. If you need anything, I will hear you."

Zhao Huaijin understood immediately. He knew that Song Qingwan had a secret, and he had also witnessed her suddenly disappearing and some strange things happening to her, but he was willing to keep this secret for her.

"Okay, be careful."

Song Qingwan nodded. She didn't dare to delay any longer and directly slipped into the space.

Zhao Huaijin followed Song Qingwan's instructions and found some water for Manren to swallow the medicine. Then he took a packet himself and sat quietly waiting.

On the other side, Song Qingwan entered the laboratory. She immediately took the extracted body fluid, divided it into two parts, and pushed half of it into her body with gritted teeth.

If she wanted to research a specific medicine, she had to take risks herself. Only when she herself got the plague would she know the changes in her body and the effects of the medicine.

Song Qingwan quickly poured the remaining half into the culture dish, picked up the microscope and began to analyze the composition of the virus. This was a huge project and naturally would take a long time to complete.

Time passed slowly. Zhao Huaijin waited from dawn to dusk, but Song Qingwan did not come out. He took a look at the man's condition and found that his condition had not worsened.

"Song Qingwan, you must come back safely." Zhao Huaijin glanced at the place where Song Qingwan disappeared, and continued to sit down and wait.

Zhao Huaijin waited for three days and three nights without daring to leave. When he was hungry, he ate the steamed buns he brought with him. When he was thirsty, he drank some cold water. He also kept an eye on the unconscious man beside him.

The people waiting outside saw that King Huai had not come out for a long time and began to worry about the situation inside, so they reported the matter to Lan Cheng'an.

At this time, Lan Cheng'an was enjoying singing and dancing in his villa. A group of dancing girls in bright clothes were dancing to the sound of stringed instruments, twisting their waists.

Lan Cheng'an sat at the top with his shirt open, holding a beautiful young woman in each hand.

The two girls were almost clinging to Lan Chengan, feeding him wine and fruits.

"Sir, King Huai has no sense of romance. Several of us were kicked out." One of the girls began to complain in a sweet voice.

"That's right, sir. We sisters have never suffered such humiliation." Another one echoed.

Lan Cheng'an raised the corner of his lips in disdain, his eyes narrowed into a line, and he reached out and pinched the buttocks of one of the girls.

"Oh, sir, you are so bad." The girl giggled and pressed closer.

"Hehehe... I'm sorry to have wronged you guys. The King Huai is young and has a fiancée by his side, so he can't bring himself to do that."

"Humph, I thought King Huai was handsome, but I didn't expect..."

"Huh? You mean I'm ugly?" Lan Cheng'an's face fell.

The girl realized that she had said the wrong thing and quickly corrected herself, "No, the King Huai is just a child, how can he compare to you, my Lord, in wisdom and power!"

"Hahaha... I knew you were sweet-talking. Come and give me a kiss."

"Oh my, you are so bad..."

Just when Lan Cheng'an was having a great time, his men came to report that King Huai was missing.

"What? Missing?"

"Yes, he is missing. I have searched every street and alley in the city but couldn't find the prince."

Lan Cheng'an waved his hand to stop the music and dancing, asked them all to go down, and then pondered for a while.

"Report this news to the court, and then count how many people are still alive in the city."

"My lord, what you mean is..."

"If it's less than 20%, then burn it all."

"But the prince has not been found yet..."

Lan Cheng'an suddenly turned his head and stared at his frightened subordinates, his eyes full of viciousness.

"The prince insisted on going into the city to investigate, but unfortunately he was infected with the plague and eventually died."

"Yes... yes... I obey your command."

Song Qingwan and Zhao Huaijin, who were still insisting on making medicine to save people, didn't know that they had been sentenced to death by Lan Chengan and were about to set fire to the city.

That’s right, Lan Cheng’an’s plan wasn’t just to burn the dead, he wanted to drag all the living things in the city out and burn them to death.

"It worked!" Song Qingwan looked at the synthetic aqueous solution in front of her with excitement. She injected the drug into her body and observed for a long time. She found that the symptoms of the virus were indeed alleviated, the papules that had just appeared on her body disappeared, and the fever also subsided.

Song Qingwan stood up from the chair, but sat back down again due to exhaustion from the high fever and high-intensity work.

"Ajin? Ajin? Are you still there?"

When Zhao Huaijin heard Song Qingwan's voice, he immediately stood up from the ground and began to look for Song Qingwan.

"Awan, I'm fine, how are you?"

"Don't worry, the drug has been researched, and it will take me a while to make it."

"Okay, take care of yourself, I'll wait here for you to come back."

"it is good"

Song Qingwan's voice disappeared again, as if it had never appeared. Zhao Huaijin was about to sit back when he suddenly heard a noise outside.

"Go! Hurry up and follow the ones behind!"

"No, no, let us go. What law have we broken?"

"Please, sir, my child is still young and very weak."

The adults' shouts were accompanied by the children's cries, pleas for mercy, and the scolding of officers and soldiers.

Zhao Huaijin hid the still unconscious man in a corner and ran out.

As soon as he got outside, Zhao Huaijin saw several officers driving a group of old, weak and sick people towards the south square. The officers had weapons in their hands and threatened those who were unwilling to go from time to time.

Some of them were obviously not infected with the plague, while others had dazed eyes and red faces, probably because they were infected and had just developed the disease.

"What are you doing?"

The leading officer heard Zhao Huaijin's voice and signaled to stop. He walked up to Zhao Huaijin with a knife and looked him up and down.

"Can't you see that I'm performing my duties? Are you blind..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhao Huaijin kicked the officer away and stood still with his hands behind his back.

The officer who was kicked away stood up, holding his chest and looking at Zhao Huaijin in front of him viciously.

"How dare you fight with the police? You're courting death! All of you, capture him and follow Lord Lan's orders. Burn him to death! Burn him first!"