After I disguised myself as a man, I became everyone's white moonlight

The dyeing workshop is the residence of four Jinshi. There is a large open space inside, where tents can be set up to isolate patients of different degrees of illness. There are more than ten rooms that are quite large inside, and all the beds in the rooms have been converted into unified large bunk beds. With that kind of beds, one room can accommodate at least twenty people.

Thirty or forty is not too much.

The tents set up outside are occupied by young people with less serious illnesses.

Every time Chu Xi came in, he felt like he had entered a purgatory on earth. The crying and shouting inside, and... the separation of relatives and lovers, in short, anyone who saw it would be moved.

Many patients cried and begged the doctors to save them. They did not want to die. This scene made her realize very clearly that the death toll was not just a number, but human lives.

The plots written in the novel are not just simple words, they are things that we really have to experience.

Before Chu Xi went to find Zhou Yichen, his attention was attracted by a mother and daughter. They lived in a tent outside, but... the mother's condition suddenly worsened. She suddenly coughed violently and then vomited blood.

The whole process happened so fast that the pharmacist next to him didn't have time to react. Covered with a white cloth, he watched the pale-faced woman talking to the little girl beside her the moment before and then she fell ill the next moment.

The medicine boy was just an assistant. Some of the people who came to help were not even medicine boys. They did not even understand the basic pharmacology. Seeing such a situation, they were of no help at all.

"doctor."

"Doctor Wang."

Zhou Yichen came over from somewhere, saw this situation, and quickly called for help.

When Chu Xi saw Zhou Yichen, she didn't even bother to greet him. This scene had a great impact on her.

What is backward in this era is not only people's thinking, but also the means and medicines needed to deal with illnesses.

The medical advances achieved through thousands of years of research cannot be caught up with in a short time.

Even if Zhou Yichen really ascends the throne in the future, Chu Xi will not be able to catch up even if he creates some things of the future in advance.

That is not just a gap in medical care and ideology, it is a gap of thousands of years.

The more Chu Xi saw the problem clearly, the more he couldn't help but sigh that in troubled times, human life was truly worthless in the eyes of high-ranking officials of the aristocratic families.

Once an epidemic or disaster occurs, whether it is medicinal materials or food, all have to wait until they are wholesaled layer by layer from above, and ordinary people would have died in large numbers long ago.

Only those who have experienced it personally will know why it is always the common people who initiate rebellions throughout history.

Because they are living in dire straits, they cannot see even a glimmer of hope if they don't resist.

The princes in the capital see not only the throne, but also interests and threats, but they don't know that when the country is crumbling, the eggs in the nest will be destroyed.

If someone really takes advantage of this excuse to launch a rebellion, the princes far away in the capital will not have to lead the charge, but the common people cannot avoid it.

If this continues, the people will be full of resentment, and their distrust of the royal family will become a sharp sword.

Of course, Chu Xi also knew that the fight for the throne was related to their interests and lives. Even if some of them were willing to take a step back, the other princes who ascended the throne would not let others go.

It's a difficult road to take either way, so why not give it a try? Maybe you can ascend the throne in the end?

Even Zhou Yichen was forced into such a situation. If he took a step forward, he would die; if he took a step back, he would also die. It was impossible to just sit and wait for death, but it was feasible to give it a try.

"Why are you here?" Zhou Yichen was covered with a white cloth, and his voice seemed to have changed a little. "Why don't you take a rest? Others will take care of things here, you don't have to worry about it."

"I'm free and have nothing to do, so I came to help." Chu Xi knew it was inconvenient to talk outside, so he didn't ask about the assassin last night.

"This place is not safe, you should go back and don't stay here."

"Your Highness is of such a noble status and yet he is here, why can't I?" Chu Xi really wanted to help, although she didn't know medicine and couldn't help much.

The little girl beside the woman was crying miserably. Her face was burning and she was very sick, but she was still guarding the woman, "Mom, Mom..."

The little girl didn't know who to ask for help, so she could only kowtow everywhere. Judging from her attire and the material of her clothes, her family was very poor, and the thing they feared the most was that they were the only ones left to depend on each other. "Please, save my mother!"

The imperial physician Zhou Yichen called over had already squeezed next to the woman with a medicine box in his hand. He felt her pulse with a normal expression, and then asked the medicine boy to bring a bowl of medicine.

"What's the situation?" Zhou Yichen asked impatiently.

The imperial physician glanced at the crying little girl next to him, and then said to Zhou Yichen, "The situation is not optimistic, Your Highness. People have different physiques. Even if there are medicinal materials, not everyone can..."

"There are many doctors here. They will try their best to save your mother." Chu Xi covered the little girl's ears with her hands before the imperial physician spoke.

"Big brother, mom will be fine, right?" The little girl wanted to seek reassurance under Chu Xi's comfort.

Chu Xi couldn't make any promises, so he could only say to her, "You must take the medicine obediently. Only when you get better will your mother be happy."

The little girl nodded vigorously.

Chu Xi patted the little girl on the back, and only put the little girl down and went to other places after the woman had finished feeding her the medicine.

The place was filled with all kinds of sounds, making people feel desperate.

"Let's go and see the others."

Chu Er followed Chu Xi and started to help.

Prepare the medicine and bring it to the person who needs it. Patients of different conditions require different amounts of medicine.

So the patients in one room have almost the same condition, and what they need to do is not only to bring the medicine over, but also to remember the medicine in each room and not to mix them up.

She had been busy here for most of the day and saw three patients die in front of her, and then they were carried out.

The bodies of patients who died of the epidemic could not be kept for too long and had to be cremated. This was a taboo for ancient people, especially their families, who could not accept such an outcome.

There are new patients sent to the dyeing workshop every day, and there are people waiting at the entrance of the alley day and night to see what happens inside.

After the body was carried out, the family members waiting outside were eager to rush forward to take a look at who was hidden under the white cloth.

Therefore, when the corpses were burned, a lot of soldiers were needed to surround them to prevent them from rushing forward and contracting the disease.

The fire was burning fiercely, and in Chu Xi's eyes, she suddenly realized at this moment why the Records of the Zhou Emperor's History said that Emperor Tianwu had not yet passed away, but had lost four cities in a row under the pincer attack of Western Chu and Japan.

Within three years, protests and rebellions of varying sizes were launched in various places, and the country was almost in a state of collapse and ruin.

Chu Xi closed her eyes. She wanted to follow the plot, but she didn’t want to follow it completely. So many people died just from an epidemic, and even more would die if a war broke out.

If she really had to wait for four years to put down the rebellion, no one knew what kind of hardship the Zhou Kingdom would be in.

"Qi Bai, do those high-ranking officials and princes who are living a life of drunkenness and debauchery in the capital know what this hell on earth looks like?"