doctor knife in hand

Lu Jin, who was needed by others, was trapped by the heavy rain on the road.

When the torch was about to be extinguished, Song Huai pulled the reins and stopped the guards from moving forward. He wiped his face and shouted to Lu Jin who was behind him: "Doctor Lu, you can't go anymore, it's raining too much. With the torches out, you can’t see the way clearly, it’s too dangerous to go like this. Let’s go back to the house, at least we can’t leave until tomorrow morning.”

The rain was splashing, and with Lu Jin's riding skills, he couldn't ride a horse by himself under such harsh conditions.It was Song Huai who was leading him. Fortunately, the two of them were also close, and Lu Jin could barely hear him clearly.

Lu Jin's eyelids were constantly being slid by the rain, and it was difficult to open his eyes, not to mention the guards holding the reins.

He knew he couldn't force it anymore, so he shouted: "Okay, go back!"

At the gate of the Duke's Mansion, the porter held a torch and watched, and finally recognized the sound of horseshoes and the approaching figure amidst the heavy rain.

"It's back! Mr. Lu and the others are back!"

The old butler knew that such a heavy rain would make him unable to catch up, so he asked his servants to prepare hot ginger soup, clean clothes, and let the concierge watch over them. Once Lu Jin and the others came back, they would send them to them as soon as possible.

Lu Jin took a hot bath, drank ginger soup, and felt warm and comfortable all over his body. In addition, the house was cleaned and the bedding was replaced with new ones. He didn't feel much before, but after three days of rescue in the disaster area, But it feels like being in heaven.

He was really tired, but on such a rainy night, he was full of anxiety. Lying on the bed, he thought he would not be able to fall asleep, but he didn't expect to just close his eyes and become unconscious.

Before losing consciousness, he was still thinking about where Song Heng was and what he was doing now...

"Fu Bo, is this okay?" Song Huai said hesitantly with ginger soup in his hand.

The old housekeeper glanced at him and said: "You didn't see those eyes, they were as red as rabbits, you shouldn't suffer like this even if you are young. It is true that human life is at stake, but is your own life not life? Stop talking nonsense, Hurry up and drink the ginger soup, then lie down and go to sleep, and I will wake you up at dawn tomorrow."

Song Huai followed Song Heng and did not rest for several days and nights. He felt that he was used to it and it was nothing. After thinking about it, he decided not to drink.

"If I also fell asleep, if there is something important, what should I do?"

"Do you think the rain will lighten in a while? It won't stop until tomorrow morning. Who will find trouble for you?" The old butler found a crutch somewhere for the convenience of movement, and now he held it up.

Song Huai felt that what he said made sense, and seeing that he was serious, he decisively drank the ginger soup, went into the ear room of the courtyard, and fell asleep with his clothes on.

And Song Heng, whom Lu Jin was talking about here, had already rushed to the shelter, met the Governor of Jingzhao, and immediately summoned the patrol battalion and the commanders of the five cities' soldiers and horses to discuss things after the rain.

Song Heng was covered in water, and his hair was still dripping down. A pool of water formed where he was standing, but he didn't bother to wipe it off.

He looked around with deep eyes and said: "According to Doctor Lu's intention, all corpses, whether human or livestock, must be burned together. So when the rain subsides, please search from house to house, no matter who they are, Bring out the dead bodies!"

The commander of the patrol battalion said: "I am afraid that some people will not want to. I have claimed a lot of corpses before, and I have to take them back to the ground for safety. If they are brought out by force, I am afraid that it will cause resistance."

The corpse is collected into the coffin and buried in the ground to rest the soul of the dead, but cremation will quickly destroy the body, and the soul that cannot be reincarnated has nowhere to go. How can relatives be willing?What's more, it was burned intensively, and there were not even complete ashes.

In fact, not only ordinary people, but even high-ranking officials and nobles, a good coffin, priceless funeral objects, and a tomb with excellent feng shui mean that they can enjoy wealth and honor after death, but if the body is not complete, What's the point of the rest?

You must know that death without a whole body is the most terrible curse!

Even if the people present here are all members of the army, they are used to seeing life and death, and it is difficult to accept the destruction of the corpse, and they are unwilling in their hearts.

It's just that compared to the dead, the living people in the capital are more important.

"Then forcefully bring them out!" Song Heng said coldly, "We can't let the epidemic happen because of these dead people. If they cooperate, try to separate them when burning them, and let them bring back the complete ashes, otherwise... it will delay time , more people will be burned.”

Having said that, everyone's expressions paled. Thinking about the scene of floating corpses all over the ground after the plague ravaged, it was indeed terrifying.

Their families are also in the capital!

No one wants to be forced to leave Beijing.

However, the governor of Jingzhao Mansion suddenly asked Song Heng: "My lord, the family of the common people can use tyrannical force, but what about the noble family? Do you have an imperial edict?"

Having said that, Song Heng was silent.

Just a little bit, the imperial decree can be obtained.

"No, only verbal orders."

The commanders immediately looked at each other, and the governor of Jingzhao took a deep breath, shook his head and said: "That is Wuzhao, Mr. Song, the lower officials dare to persuade you, even if you are selfless and consider the lives of millions of people in the capital, you can't do that." Do it! This is risking the disgrace of the world. People who have done this since ancient times will end badly. Please think twice."

Song Heng licked his lips, his face was cold and solemn, this is not a border, and he is not the only one who has the final say.The royal family, the princes and counts, all the dignitaries, this force is too huge, once Song Heng fights, he will be the first to be smashed to pieces.

He is not alone, with Lu Jin by his side, and various generals under his command, he can't make fun of them.

In the end he compromised, "Let's incinerate the unclaimed corpses in the open space first, and I will make a decision on the rest after I get the imperial decree."

This is okay, Jingzhao Mansion Yin heaved a sigh of relief, he was really afraid that this uncle Guo would mess up.

When the epidemic does not occur, the capital will be in turmoil first.

Song Heng wiped his face and continued: "Some people have been mobilized from various places to guard the most important sources of drinking water such as wells and river ports in the city. It is forbidden to take water without permission."

"In addition to excreting things, the designated place, no one can do it anywhere..."

Song Heng continued with the most important regulations, "Dr. Lu will issue an explanation as soon as possible for these related precautions, and please inform the Lord Fu Yin accordingly. If there are any violations..."

"Let him clean up the filth, presumably no one will do that." Lord Fu Yin interjected.

"Very good, let's do this first, I hope the epidemic will not come."

While talking, someone brought a set of clean clothes, Mr. Fu Yin said: "Master Song, change it, be careful not to catch a cold."

Song Heng didn't take it, but stood up instead, "No need, I'll go to the medical department to have a look."

Hearing this, several commanders dissuaded him one after another.

"It's raining so hard that you can't even light a torch. It's too dangerous for Mr. Song to go like this!"

"Yes, you might as well wait until the sky is a little brighter before leaving."

But the commander of the patrol battalion saw it and said, "Master Song is going to look for Dr. Lu, but the brother who came back from the medical office said that Dr. Lu is not there."

As soon as he said this, the people around him immediately reacted, Jingzhao Mansion Yin said: "I remember, Dr. Lu sent someone to inform my officer today that he has returned to the British government, saying that he is looking for a cure for the plague." way."

Back home?

Song Heng was slightly surprised, but soon thought of Lu Jin's penicillin that failed again and again.

Could penicillin cure the plague?

"Lord Song, this place is farther away from the Duke's Mansion. You must not venture there. The east of the city is safer than here. The mansion will definitely take good care of Dr. Lu."

Mr. Fuyin persuasively persuaded, and finally Song Heng nodded, "Please find me a place, sir, I will rest for a while."

Song Heng has been running around for the past few days, and his iron body will not be able to hold on. Since it is raining and dark at night, he can't do anything, so it is the best policy to recharge his energy as soon as possible.

At dawn, although the rain has weakened, it is still heavy. Once you go out, your vision will soon be blurred, and your clothes will be soaked in half a cup of tea.

Song Heng was wearing a coir raincoat, talking better than nothing, and led people into the rain. Fortunately, the medical area is not far from here, and it can be reached on foot.

There are not as many people in the medical area as there are in the disaster area, but the place is still cramped, and the rain is too strong. Some houses have been washed out by the rain before they are repaired, making them uninhabitable.

General Pang sent someone to wear the rain all night to tear down the partition wall between the escort agency and the house next door, and arranged for some people to go there, and then there was a slight delay.

In order to prevent accidents, soldiers took turns to stand guard.

Having been trained by Lu Jin many times for emergency treatment, the doctors of the People's Hospital and the medical soldiers of the Song Family Army were able to quickly react to the harsh conditions and re-divided the medical department into different areas in the shortest possible time. Arranging for disinfection, arranging for patients to check in, and checking and changing the dressings for the patients overnight, other imperial doctors, doctors and even monks from the two monasteries helped together, appearing busy and not chaotic.

Song Heng was really surprised that there was such a result without Lu Jin in charge.

The next day, Lu Jin was called up. He stared blankly out of the window, not knowing why he was sleeping so deeply. It was already dawn.

But after being dazed, he quickly got out of bed, kicked his shoes and hurried out the door. Under the eaves, the rainwater streamed down into small streams. Although the intensity was weaker than last night, it was still difficult to travel.

"When will it stop..." Lu Jin looked at the rain with a sad face.

Song Huai came in with breakfast and said, "Doctor Lu, shall we go to the medical office?"

After a night's rest, Lu Jin's spirit recovered a lot and her mind cleared up.

He shook his head, "Even if I go to the medical department now, it won't be of much use. Why don't you take this opportunity to sort out your thoughts."

Song Heng asked the emperor for orders, presumably the decree will come down soon, he came up with a detailed prevention and isolation treatment plan, and brought it to discuss with the doctors.

There is also the question of penicillin, which can save lives in case of a disease.

Song Huai breathed a sigh of relief, he was really worried that Lu Jin would go to the medical office regardless.

From the east of the city to the junction of the west and north of the city, if the weather is good, it will take an hour to speed up the horse. In this kind of ghost weather, doubling the time is not enough, and it is very dangerous.

Song Huai's mission is not to save people, but to ensure Lu Jin's safety.

Lu Jin finished his breakfast in twos and went to Lingxuan's study with an umbrella. When he came to the door, he suddenly remembered, "Does anyone know if Tangshan was affected by the earthquake?"

No one is paying attention to Tangshan right now, Song Huai frowned slightly, and said, "Tangshan is in the suburbs, but it's closer to the west of the city, so it's hard to say."

"We have to send someone to look at it." Lu Jin was thinking. Earthquakes can easily change the natural terrain. If the geological structure of Tangshan Hot Spring is damaged unfortunately, then he will be annoyed again.