when will i see you again

After the retelling of "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" was completed, the two of them combed and proofread it again in the study room early the next morning without having a meal. They did not save Xie Bingyuan's handwritten copy until they were sure everything was safe.

Yesterday in the refugee camp, when Shen Qingjue inspected, he did not wear a face scarf or carry a medicine bag like ordinary people, and did not provide any protection.Everyone knew about her rich body, but she never seemed to take it seriously.

Xie Bingyuan knew it well.

"How about the plagued people?"

Shen Qingjue pondered for a while, then put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands, "I temporarily kept them outside the city, some of them are not sick, and the other batch of sick ones are going to be cured first, and I will let them go back to Beijing after they are completely cured. "

Xie Bingyuan nodded, "Well, this is the most appropriate method at present."

"Today, I trouble you to get up so early to proofread with me. I will go to the morning court first. If you come back late at night, you don't have to wait for me."

Shen Qingjue got up and went to meet Wei Juanyun outside the house.

Wei Juanyun was shocked when he heard the disaster, and after calming down, he immediately rushed to the outskirts of the city with Shen Qingjue's order.Most people don't know that Taijing City is peaceful and peaceful after the festive season, but outside the city, the disease is rampant and there are many crises.

Shen Qingjue took a few steps and slowed down, trying to soothe her restless mood by adjusting the frequency of her steps.

It's a pity that the cold wind can't understand the style, instead of being soft, it blows more presumptuously. Shen Qingjue frowned, and let the cold wind fill her outer robe. small courtyard.

Revisiting the old place, no matter what, you should go in and have a look, right?

Shen Qingjue jumped up, climbed over the high wall, and fell steadily into the courtyard.Since she was able to jump and fall from heights like this since she was reborn, she wished she could jump with luck all the time. If it wasn't for her special status, Shen Qingjue would have been like those knights with swords in the martial arts world, traveling famous mountains and rivers, wearing bamboo sticks and coir raincoats , Happy Jianghu!

It's just that she was the only female generation left in her family, and after being reborn twice, she knew that her younger brother was unreliable, just like the old dynasty and the new dynasty, so she was locked in the general's seat.

Seeing that there was no one in the courtyard, Shen Qingjue simply pushed the door open and entered.

"Who?" A sharp but bottomless voice sounded from the bed, it turned out that Feng'er who was locked here was awake.

"Little sister, you are indeed Wei Qianqiang's personal bodyguard. You are already like this, and you still know that someone is coming." Shen Qingjue turned around and closed the door gently, glanced at Feng'er on the bed and walked towards her step by step. .

Feng'er was terrified by her approaching action, but insisting that she should not embarrass Wei Qianqiang, she sat up stiffly with her hands on the bed.

Both Shen Qingjue and she knew that she was awake at this point, but it was nothing more than being unable to sleep because of the arrow wound on her body and the loss of martial arts.

"Bah, you vicious woman!" Feng'er gritted her teeth, and raised her hand to greet Shen Qingjue's face. If possible, she really wanted to scratch that hateful face so close.

Then Shen Qingjue lightly pinched her wrist, and for a split second, she felt her wrist was bound by a red-hot steel bar, the hairs all over her body stood on end, and she trembled slightly.

"Next time, you don't need your hands, little sister." Shen Qingjue was still smiling, she let go of her hands, and Feng'er, who had just climbed up, collapsed on the bed again, her body was dripping with sweat, panting heavily Get angry.

"I'm leaving. I'll come to see you another day. You have to live a good life."

Shen Qingjue smiled, glanced at her and went out.

Feng'er really wanted to curse a few times, but she was afraid that this woman would slap her wrist with another hand, so she swallowed back the words that came to her mouth, and just leaned on the bed and stared viciously at Shen Qingjue's tall and slender back.

When Shen Qingjue left the courtyard, he felt refreshed for a while.

Going to court as usual, Xiao Tailiang withdrew after discussing some miscellaneous matters with the ministers.Shen Qingjue did not report the illness and refugees to the new emperor who was busy all day long.One is that the refugees have been brought under control. If they can be controlled, there is no need to put everyone in danger. Second, she already knows the plan of the Lian family and his son. Even if she is not afraid, the behavior of making enemies for herself in the temple is still Unavoidable.

She didn't go back to her home, just like yesterday, she came to the place where refugees in the suburbs stayed.

"Cuanyun, how's it going?" Shen Qingjue sat in a tent specially built for her by the officers and soldiers, and called Wei Juanyun, who was in a hurry, over as soon as he arrived.

"Back to the general..." Wei Juanyun looked a little hesitant.

"I'm sure of the current situation, but it's okay for you to say." Shen Qingjue raised his chin, motioning for her to continue.

"General, I found out that although the illnesses suffered by the refugees were similar to colds at first, they were much more serious than colds later on. Among the refugees who fell ill, dozens of them died last night, and more than a dozen more died this morning. People died, and the disease developed until later, the sick people had large bruises on their bodies, and later the patients would frequently vomit blood until they died."

Wei Juanyun frowned slightly, the doctor was benevolent, even though he was used to seeing life and death parting, seeing these again, he would inevitably feel a little gloomy.

"At present, I can only suspend my illness and delay it for a day or two, but the situation does not allow me to delay it any longer. If it continues, I am afraid that even your garrison will be affected."

Wei Juanyun secretly sighed.

"Well, take a look at this." Shen Qingjue stretched her legs onto the table in front of her, changed to a comfortable position and half-lyed, she took out the small half of "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" from her arms, and pinched it between her two fingers. It seems to be thrown at will.

Wei Juanyun accepted it lightly, but after scanning a few sentences, he seemed to see some treasure, buried his head in the bound papers, and sat down to study by himself.

He didn't raise his head the whole time, and Shen Qingjue didn't bother her, letting her quietly sit on the same level as him and bury her head in her eyes. The tent was very quiet, and faint groans could be heard from outside.

Wei Juanyun buried his head very low, and saw that a thin layer of sweat even broke out on his forehead at the end. He pinched the paper with his fingers and trembled slightly.

"General, this?!"

"This is what I got from a medical clinic near Mobei in Liangzhou a few years ago. I don't understand medical theory, so I wrote it out last night for you to see if it's useful."

"It's so useful! General, although this book doesn't fully explain how to deal with this hysteria, there are many methods recorded that I have never heard of before. It's like a night light in the dark night! It's better than our own groping How many! Having this book is the Gospel for the refugees! It will allow our generation to advance in medicine for another ten years!"

People in medicine may know that some intractable diseases are constantly changing every year, and ten years may be a long time.Wei Juanyun's words can be said to have a very high evaluation of this "Treatise on Febrile Diseases".

If there is a full version, Shen Qingjue will not need to worry about the refugees outside the city at all.

The more Wei Juanyun spoke, the more excited she became. She was uncharacteristically stable at this moment, and before Shen Qingjue could speak, she put the bound book back into her arms:

"I will make a batch of medicine first. As the saying goes, the right medicine is for the case. The general temporarily stops the medicine for the refugees. After the patients' emotions are relieved, I will find the most important two medicines in a few days. The general will not have to worry."

"Well, you go."

Shen Qingjue felt a little more relaxed again, she had nothing else to do, she happened to pick up a book of The Art of War to read, the Spring and Autumn War lasted for a hundred years, and heroes emerged in large numbers, she read the biographies of heroes and the history books of various countries since she was a child, but until today, there is no Read all these vast volumes.So she will take a look when she has free time.

After a while, Wei Juanyun came in hastily again.

"What's the matter?"

"General, I reminded myself to prepare medicinal juice based on "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" and absorb it on this cotton face towel. If you go out, remember to wear it to cover your mouth and nose. If the flu is spread by the wind, it can also resist it."

"If it's too much, I won't wear it, you can keep it." Shen Qingjue glanced at the face scarf, then turned his eyes back to the book.

Wei Juanyun seemed confident, and said politely: "Madam told me this morning to pay attention to your safety. General, with your attitude, Juanyun had no choice but to tell Madam at night."

"It's absolutely impossible." Shen Qingjue turned pale with shock, and was a little bit dumbfounded, "I didn't expect her to tell you like this, I just wear it, just leave it alone."

Wei Juanyun put down the towel, and then quietly backed out.

Wei Juanyun was busy all afternoon, and finally made a pot of soup in the afternoon. She wore a face towel and gave the medicine to the sick patients. After a while, the patients felt better, and some of them got worse. The trend of getting worse has also temporarily stopped.

The patients regained their energy and seemed to see the vitality in front of them.

"My potion of medicine has temporarily controlled everyone's condition. I just need to prescribe the right medicine. Medication at random may make everyone's condition worse. I can continue to treat you when I find the right medicine, so your medicine will be suspended for a while in the future. day."

As soon as Wei Juanyun said this, the refugee shed that had just calmed down instantly boiled.

"What? Only then did it get better. If you say you stop taking the medicine, you stop taking it. Why?!"

"Your life as an official is not your life? Do you stop your medicine casually?"

At this time, the refugees had just regained some energy. Seeing the hope of life, they were not reconciled to this. They complained and dissatisfied.

After all, this doctor is a quiet and weak woman, she doesn't scold for nothing.

"presumptuous!"

Jiang Jingxiang also came to the refugee camp today. Not long after he was on tour, he heard a commotion in the shed.

Wearing light armor and hanging a sword, he pushed the door majestically and entered. The refugees who had just shown off their skills just now fell silent when they saw him.

"What the hell? What are you yelling about? This is Dr. Wei in the general's mansion, a doctor the general personally uses. What do you know? It's not Dr. Wei, you have already seen the king of hell? What the fuck? Let Lao Tzu hear that there are wild dogs ten miles away, go away by yourself!"

The refugees were full of anger, but because of Jiang Jingxiang's prestige, they all shut up and returned to their seats to lie down.

out of the shed.

"These guys are real. If the general didn't want to save their lives, the Lian family and his son would have killed them one by one. How could there be so many troubles. Doctor Wei, don't worry about it. If something like this happens in the future, you can call me. Cut him off five or six times and they won't dare to make a fuss."

Wei Juanyun pursed his lips and smiled, "Thank you sir, I still need to find medicine, so I will go ahead and say goodbye."

Jiang Jingxiang looked at Wei Juanyun's plain back, touched his head and smiled.

In the evening, Shen Qingjue saw that there was nothing to do all day, thinking that if she didn't go back, Xie Bingyuan would definitely not go to bed early, so he went back to the General's Mansion early.

Of course, after leaving the tent, she deliberately went back to get the face towel that was left on the table, and put it neatly on her face before leaving the camp and boarding the carriage back to the palace.

After such a commotion in the afternoon, the shed was lifeless, the faces of the sick people were dull, and only the sound of coughing could be heard in the shed.

"Brother, why are you acting like a normal person?" The person who was beaten by the officers and soldiers also developed symptoms of typhoid fever, and was taken by the doctors to the shed where the patients lived. He saw a big man with a black face and black clothes sitting cross-legged I didn't say a word in my seat and didn't move for a whole afternoon, so I was curious and wanted to go over to talk to this person for a while.

"They're all people who are going to die. Aren't they all the same?"

The black-faced man slowly opened his mouth, but what he said seemed to be cold, and the man's body trembled when he said it.

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