Startled Meng

Yu Fangzhi saw that Futou Village was surrounded by officers and soldiers, and he was in a bad mood. Before the horse stopped, he had already jumped off the horse.

"Get out of the way!" Yu Fangzhi looked coldly at Yue Junshan who stopped him.

"Mr. Yu, stay away. Ax village has found a disease. In the end, he will just follow Lord Yan's order to seal the village."

"Sealing the village is not Feng Yan!"

"Step aside."

Yu Fang knew he was going to force his way in, and the officers and soldiers surrounding the village saw that the situation was wrong and drew their swords to stop them, but Yue Junshan shouted back.

Yue Junshan knew that the young master of the language family had contributed a lot in fighting the flood, so it was not good to force him, so he patiently explained: "Master Yan may have already contracted the disease, and before the doctor comes, we can only wrong Master Yan... "

"The doctor hasn't spoken yet, why don't you let him come out!"

"You know the language."

Yan Cijing had exhausted what little strength he had left, and he could only know when he shouted angrily.

He thought to himself that Yu Fangzhi is a person who takes the weak but not the hard, otherwise why would Yu Fangzhi calm down as soon as he opened his mouth.

"I'm fine, I have something to tell you."

Yan Cijing slowly squatted down and sat down on the ground. It seemed that such a simple movement took a lot of energy from him, and his face became more and more ugly.

Yu Fangzhi obviously panicked, shaking the fence and asked, "What's the matter, do you feel uncomfortable?"

"No," Yan Cijing put his hands into his wide sleeves, "it's just that I didn't sleep all night last night, and now I'm a little tired."

Yan Cijing said word by word: "Every word I say next, you must remember it clearly."

Yu Fangzhi nodded: "Speak."

Yan Cijing glanced at Yue Junshan again: "Vice General Yue, listen carefully."

"I will understand at the end."

Yan Cijing said: "Axe Village has the most casualties, and there is no place to bury the corpses. Either they were thrown into the river, or..." Yan Cijing continued, "The corpses were thrown into the river to pollute the river, and the dirty water went into the mouths of the villagers. Here, I suspect that's how the epidemic happened."

Yu Fangzhi also said: "Cases have been found in the city. The patients all come from Futou Village. The doctors in the city are already doing their best to treat them."

Yan Cijing nodded: "Immediately order someone to write to Beijing. There are many old files in the imperial medical office. I will definitely be able to find similar cases and prescribe the right medicine. I just heard from Vice General Yue that Dr. Tang Shuang in the city studied under the medical sage. Please entrust her to preside over the rescue and epidemic prevention, Master Luo will be in charge of the government office on my behalf, Vice General Yue, please tell General He for me that a plague breaks out in the city, people must be in panic, and we must use force to suppress it when necessary to control the overall situation."

Yue Junshan nodded solemnly.

Yu Fangzhi asked, "What about me? What am I going to do?"

Yan Cijing smiled: "You? You are a citizen of the city. As long as I am an official, I will protect you well. You don't need to do anything, just pay attention to epidemic prevention."

This was the first time Yan Cijing laughed in front of Yu Fangzhi without any scruples, but he couldn't be happy, his tongue seemed to have been pulled out, the root of his tongue was connected to an organ, and his chest throbbed with pain.

He was a little flustered: "The patients I've seen are all limp and weak. Mr. Yan can talk and laugh, so it must be fine. Why don't you come out?"

Yan Cijing slowly opened his sleeves, revealing the scratches on his arms. Seeing the words, Fangzhi was stunned. Yan Cijing laughed: "It just looks scary, but it's not all my blood. The villagers who were accidentally infected If you get scratched, it might be fine, but it’s not necessarily true, it’s better to stay in the village first.”

Yu Fangzhi had noticed the blood on the sleeve long ago, but it was really shocking when he saw the wound under the sleeve.

Yan Cijing had finished explaining, he was a little tired and sleepy, and wanted to close his eyes, but if he fell down now, it would be worrying, so he had to try his best to stand up and pretend that nothing serious happened. In fact, the person in front of him And things have ghosted.

This struggle made Yu Fangzhi feel distressed, subconsciously stretched out his hand, trying to support his crumbling body, and at the same time asked worriedly: "What's uncomfortable, do you feel cold?"

Yan Cijing exhaled hot air and nodded, "It's too windy here."

Seeing him like this, Yu Fangzhi's heart turned cold.

Yan Cijing said he was cold, but his face was flushed abnormally again. This was just the first symptoms of the disease, and he still had bone pain, fever, and vomiting black blood.

In the medical center, Yu Fangzhi had already seen a six-foot strong man who was tortured by the epidemic and cried out loudly. Yan Cijing should not have suffered these pains.

Yan Cijing waved his hand, telling Yu Fang to leave: "Okay, I'm fine for the time being, you go, you have the most pharmacies in the city, and you need to allocate supplies, you go."

After finishing speaking, I stopped talking to each other, turned around slowly, and walked towards the village.

"Master Yan!"

No matter how he called it, Yan Cijing ignored him. There was nothing he could do now, he had finished his orders and just waited in the village.

But he had been running around for a whole day, and he was very tired. There seemed to be sandbags hanging on his legs, and he couldn’t move. Only when he was behind did he dare to inhale secretly, letting the mist cloud his eyes.

really tired...

"Strict Mirror—"

Yu Fangzhi suddenly knocked away Yue Junshan who was guarding the gate, rushed into Axe Village, and supported Yan Cijing just before he fell to the ground. His tentacles were hot skin. He didn't let go, and hugged Yan Cijing tightly. .

"It'll be fine, I'll take you out"

"It's okay, don't be afraid."

Yu Fangzhi murmured, got on his horse and left with the unconscious Yan Cijing in his arms.

The officers and soldiers who hadn't stepped forward were a little worried, and looked at Yue Junshan hesitantly.

Yue Junshan said: "Send two people to follow, as long as they don't enter the city, let them go wherever they want."

"Yes!"

When Yan Cijing woke up again, he found that he was no longer in Ax Village, but in a strange room.

But he didn't have the energy to figure out where he was, he only glanced at the simple furnishings in the room, and was overwhelmed by the tingling sensation that surged from his limbs to his forehead.

The wrist bones, knees, lower back, and even the turning neck seemed to be pierced repeatedly by thick nails at the same time. The pain was unbearable. Yan Cijing whimpered and heard the echo. A sense of abandonment recurred.

"Well--"

While roaring, his blood was surging, Yan Cijing turned over and vomited into the porcelain plate next to the bed. Hearing footsteps, he hurriedly moved the porcelain plate under the bed.

When Yu Fangzhi came in, he saw Yan Cijing lying beside the bed.

"you're awake?"

Yan Cijing snatched the water glass and drank it with his head up. The blood in his mouth was mixed with clear water and swallowed. I knew that the smell of blood would not be smelled for a while.

He smashed out the empty water glass, and told Yu Fangzhi, "Get out."

Yu Fangzhi stood beside his bed, turned his head slightly to avoid the water glass: "It's late, I bandaged the wound on your arm."

Yan Cijing sat on the bed and panted, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

Yu Fangzhi immediately asked back: "Who told you that you would die?! It's just an ordinary fever, how could you die?"

What he said was categorical, Yan Cijing seemed to believe it, nodded, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, Yu Fangzhi pushed, Yan Cijing fell weakly on his back on the bed.

"Where are you going?"

Yan Cijing didn't speak, sat up with difficulty, and moved to the side of the bed, Yu Fang knew he couldn't bear it anymore, he pushed him down on the bed forcefully, pressed his arms, and cursed: "Where can you go with your current state?" ?!"

He didn't understand that Yan Cijing was just a magistrate on duty, and he had to deal with the imminent flood control, but he couldn't deal with the epidemic, not to mention that he was already terminally ill, and walking was a problem, so why not rest in bed to recuperate? ?

Yan Cijing was about to get up again, Yu Fangzhi asked him viciously: "The lives of the people of Jiangling City are their lives, so yours is not yours?"

Yan Cijing blinked more and more red: "I want to go and see what's going on in the city."

Yu Fangzhi couldn't stand him like this, let go of his hands, sat on the edge of the bed, and hugged Yan Cijing, who was struggling to sit up again, tightly into his arms: "I told you, don't go out."

"This is Yujia's other courtyard outside the city. It's very quiet. No one comes over. You can rest easy and recuperate."

Yan Cijing closed his eyes: "How is the situation in the city?" When he asked this sentence, Yu Fangzhi's arms subconsciously tightened, and he noticed it.

Yu Fangzhi said: "The situation in the city is not too bad. The epidemic started from Futou Village and broke out in Qiliu. The patients are all gathered together for unified treatment, Master Luo is leading people to distribute wormwood and anti-epidemic prescriptions from door to door."

The bed was next to a window, Yan Cijing turned his face slightly, and he could easily see the white smoke rising from the city.

Yu Fangzhi also saw it: "That's the smoke from the smoked moxa."

Yan Cijing turned his head back, put his forehead against Yu Fangzhi's shoulder, and said in a muffled voice, "Your people are traveling fast, can you let your people go and see when the disaster relief minister in Beijing will arrive? ?”

Knowing the answer, Yu Fang persuaded: "You don't have to worry, the Yu family has all kinds of medicinal materials, the Qiu family and other shopkeepers have funding, the city has enough supplies, and it can last for a long time."

Yan Cijing retreated a little distance, leaned against the head of the bed, and smiled faintly: "I believe you."

"That's good." Yu Fangzhi helped him to lie down, and then asked, "Besides the fever, what else do you feel unwell?"

Yan Cijing shook his head: "I want to sleep for a while, you go out first."

"it is good."

Yu Fangzhi helped him tuck in the quilt, stood by the bed and looked at it for a while, and after Yan Cijing's breathing was even, he turned and left.

As soon as the door was closed, Yan Cijing's brows were tightly frowned, and when he heard the sound of footsteps going away, he covered his mouth and coughed almost immediately, black blood seeped from between his fingers, staining the light-colored bedding.

The author says:

happy weekend!