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In the early morning, the sun shines through the gray sky and casts the first ray of dawn to the earth. Mo Dou leans on the table and dozes off. He has not had a good rest for two days and nights.

"My lord, Doctor Jiang is here."

Mo Dou woke up in a daze, rubbed his eyes and saw Uncle Niu standing in front of him, he slowed down and came to his senses.

"Call him in."

Uncle Niu looked at Mo Dou who was still yawning and said worriedly, "My lord, let's rest for a while."

Mo Dou shook his head and smiled: "It's okay."

He was in an inexplicably good mood today, and he could probably hear good news.

Uncle Niu nodded and retreated, and he stopped trying to persuade Mo Dou, which was why Mo Dou liked him.

After a while, Jiang Yu followed Uncle Niu into the house with a medicine box. His condition was not much better than that of Mo Dou, with a haggard face and a thin figure, but Jiang Yu was excited and his eyes were shining. If Mo Dou didn't know him well, he said Maybe they will suspect that the other party has taken drugs.

But Mo Dou didn't doubt this kind of thing. In fact, when he saw Jiang Yu in this state, he also became excited, and asked Jiang Yu directly without waiting for Jiang Yu to speak, with an excited tone: "Has the prescription been developed?"

Jiang Yu nodded excitedly: "Yes, Ah Tu has woken up, and his wife's illness has also improved."

Hearing this, Mo Dou finally couldn't sit still, he immediately got up and told Uncle Niu: "Uncle Niu, hurry up and invite General Meng over."

Then he walked quickly to the isolation room, he couldn't wait to see it with his own eyes.

News of Uncle Niu spread quickly, and Meng Wu would arrive soon, followed by Meng Tian who was poking around.

"how?"

Meng Wu stood beside Atu's bed and asked softly, and by the way, knocked out the little brat who was about to enter the house.

Mo Dou said with a smile in his eyes, "Successful."

The plague this time is bubonic plague. Large lumps will appear on the neck and armpits of the patient. If the treatment is abandoned, the lumps will suppurate and burst after three days. Let alone cause toxemia or pneumonia. , In this era when there is no sulfonamide, inflammation alone can kill a person.

Fortunately, the lump on Ah Tu's body disappeared, and although his wife hadn't woken up yet, her illness was initially under control.The fly in the ointment is that those patients who have reached the advanced stage, Mo Dou and Jiang Yu are really helpless.

Meng Wu listened to Mo Dou's explanation, nodded, and then asked what to do next. He is a military commander, he is used to managing soldiers, and he doesn't know much about people's livelihood management, so he should let professional people do it.

Mo Dou can only continue to take matters into his own hands. He needs to regroup all the doctors he has deployed to work in various places. Some doctors have already worked in villages a few miles outside the city...Those free laborers have to redistribute their jobs. It has been swept almost, and some people can be spared to take care of the patients, but the street still needs to be managed, and people must form a habit... and Xianyang City will return to normal in a few days, but Qin still needs to be governed , he also needs to find some people who are familiar with the process to send Ying Zheng to various places...

After taking the pile of bamboo slips that Meng Wu brought over, he continued to pretend to be Meng Wu to make annotations. Mo Dou thought about it while approving. Fortunately, he really didn’t have any official position. Although Ying Zheng asked him to do these things, but To be honest, these things he did are not enough to kill him a hundred times, Mo Dou said that he was under a lot of pressure...

"So, young master Mengtian, why are you here?"

Mo Dou, who was under great pressure, said that what he dislikes most now is that someone is more leisurely than him. He hasn't slept well for a few days, and his temper is inevitably a little irritable, but Meng Wu left his son to meet him without saying hello. Ying Zheng went to work, and now Meng Tian was wandering around Mo Dou with nothing to do, making Mo Dou's teeth itch.

"I've been bored at home for the past few days. I really can't stand it anymore, so I come to you to get some air."

Mo Dou doubted, "Will General Meng Wu agree?"

Meng Tian nodded logically: "Of course."

Although it was Meng Wu who used the trick of Shang Sapo to roll, he agreed...

Mo Dou rubbed his head: "Then you won't be bored here?"

"It's also boring."

……

Then you have a ball of yarn!Did you come here on a special trip to interrupt my work? !

Mo Dou kept a cold face and didn't speak, but Meng Tian didn't realize it, and he continued to complain: "I thought you had some novelties here, but you didn't find anything..."

That's really sorry!

Mo Dou threw the approved bamboo slips aside vigorously, making a 'pop' sound, and shook the new bamboo slips with a clattering sound, but Meng Tian was used to his elders using this kind of force, so he didn't feel anything wrong at all.

Mo Dou couldn't bear it anymore, and asked aloud: "I don't have any novelties here, so why don't you leave?"

As if sensing Mo Dou's impatience, Meng Tian shrank his head: "Actually, it's not all for fun, I just want to ask... how do you manage those people..."

Meng Tian has always been curious about this matter, some of those people on the street are familiar to him, they are all prickly, he has fought with them dozens of times, but now he obediently sweeps the toilet and the street?It's just unbelievable.

Mo Dou raised his eyebrows: "Do you know that a slap is a sweet date?"

In fact, Mo Dou didn't do anything, just count up their crimes first, say how serious they are, first frighten them out of courage, and then separate the rebels. There are no more than two types of people inside, one One is a relative or someone who is sick, and the other is taking advantage of the fire to rob.

Those who are sick are sent to be treated, and those whose relatives are sick will send them directly as volunteers. It just so happens that there are not enough people to undertake nursing work there. The province has nothing to do and makes noise all day long. Labor is the most glorious thing.

"Of course, the most important thing is to solve the problem at the root. The root cause is the plague. If it can't be cured, these problems will only be delayed a little bit, and they will break out sooner or later. After the plague is over, those who are cured will be able to Family reunion, there will be no excessive behavior, and those who take advantage of the fire will naturally have no chance to take advantage of it, and everything will return to calm."

Meng Tian suddenly realized what he heard, and asked again: "What about those who have not been cured? According to what you and Dr. Jiang said, their bodies should be cremated. What should we do with those who are not alive or dead?"

Mo Dou sighed: "People are gone, what else can I do? On the one hand, I will comfort you with money and food, and on the other hand, I will add some spiritual compensation."

For example, condolences from the leader or something, but it seems a bit inappropriate here...

"Then how to make spiritual compensation?"

Mo Dou got a little impatient when he was asked, he turned his head and wanted to ask Meng Tian why he asked so many questions, but found that the person who asked the question had become Ying Zheng, and Meng Tian was quietly kneeling on the side, honestly like a quail.

Mo Dou hurriedly went down to salute, and glared at Meng Tian by the way, you are immoral, you didn't remind me when Ying Zheng came, you almost yelled just now...

Meng Tian stared back, you think I dare?Your Majesty is right ahead, how can I remind you!

"Cough, everyone, get up."

Ying Zheng coughed twice, interrupting Mo Dou's and Meng Tian's eye contact, and continued to ask, "How can Dou tell me about spiritual compensation?"

Ying Zheng came here when he heard that the prescription was developed. He was just about to discuss with Mo Dou how to implement the method of curing the plague to all parts of Qin, but he heard that Mo Dou was already thinking about the aftermath of the plague, so he asked a question curiously .

Yingzheng's temporary curiosity made Mo Dou feel sad, how did he know how to appease the ancients, Mo Dou gritted his teeth and asked tentatively, "How about being a priest?"

Mo Dou understands that sacrifices cannot be done indiscriminately. Not only must the identity of the person doing the sacrifice be qualified, but the identity of the person being sacrificed must also be qualified. For example, gods, such as ancestors. , and now they have to sacrifice to the common people for no reason, and the truth is spread to make the world laugh.

Ying Zheng hummed lightly, neither agreeing nor objecting, but Meng Tian who was beside Mo Dou was frightened by Mo Dou's outrageous words, his cold sweat dripped down layer by layer, after all, Mo Dou still didn't know how to sacrifice for this era How important it is, and it is estimated that he will never understand it in his life.

But what Meng Tian didn't know was that Mo Dou said this kind of words that offended his ancestors and gods not once or twice, so when he behaved like this, Mo Dou was still a little confused, is it so serious...

Mo Dou hesitated for a moment, Blind Sheep said: "It's not a sacrifice, it's just a similar form to appease people's hearts."

Meng Tian closed his eyes in pain, why does he always feel that Mo Dou is so disdainful towards the sacrifice, as if the sacrifice is just a tool... This is a sacrifice related to the destiny of Qin!Could you please show some respect? !

Meng Tian was busy making complaints in his heart, when he suddenly felt someone was looking at him, he raised his head and glanced at him, and it was indeed Ying Zheng, he was startled, and then he quickly understood: "It's time for Tian to find his father, please leave first."

Ying Zheng nodded, and Meng Tian fled, leaving Mo Dou feeling uneasy.

When Meng Tian's figure completely disappeared outside the door, a smile finally appeared on Ying Zheng's face, which made Mo Dou feel at ease: "Dou don't need to panic, you can speak freely with me here, and tell me what you think."

Mo Dou looked at Ying Zheng secretly, and heaved a sigh of relief seeing the smiling Ying Zheng, right, this is the Ying Zheng he is familiar with, why did that boy Meng Tian make him so nervous.

Mo Dou slandered for a moment, then looked up at Ying Zheng, with a look of expectation in his eyes, like a child seeing a toy: "Does Your Majesty want to release a sky lantern? The kind that flies in the sky!"

He wanted to release it when he was a child, but he never had the chance. Now he finally made it, but because of the background of the times, he never dared to release it, and he kept it in the warehouse. Now he finally has the chance!