The beauty of the peasant girl of crossing

Chapter 403 Trap
Shen Furong no longer knew how many times she had pressed. Her arms were numb and painful, and she was just pressing mechanically.

"Cough cough..."

Suddenly, there was a coughing sound, and everyone turned around quickly.

The dead child has come to life.

Shen Furong felt happy and quickly helped him up, turned him sideways, and patted his back gently.

"Wow...Dad...Dad..." The boy woke up and cried out in grievance.

This is too surprising, isn't it?
The old doctor saw the boy come to life again with excitement on his face.

The man came back to his senses, a flash of ecstasy flashed in his eyes, and stepped forward to pick up the boy, holding him in his arms and crying with joy: "Daddy is here, little tiger, don't be afraid."

The people around looked at this scene blankly, a little stupid.

"Alive, really alive."

"Yes, I'm alive, I'm really alive. What a miracle doctor!"

There was a sudden buzz of discussion all around.

"Xiaohu, hurry up and kowtow to your benefactor." The man thanked Shen Furong profusely and pulled the child to kneel on the ground.

Shen Furong was about to help him up, but the child hit his forehead hard on the ground: "Thank you, great benefactor!"

Shen Furong's hand froze in the air, and finally touched the child's round little head and said:
"Get up quickly, have a good rest, take good care of yourself and strive to recover and return home as soon as possible."

The child looked up at her and said loudly: "Yes!"

……

Shen Furong went to a corner and took off her blouse and face towel, wrapped them up and put them aside. She asked the apprentice to help her burn them before walking to the center of the yard.

"Madam, soak your hands first." October brought over special anti-virus water.

Shen Furong rolled up her sleeves and rubbed her hands in the tub a few times.

At this moment, the courtyard door was knocked open with a bang.

October was shocked, and the wooden basin fell out of his hand, but Shen Furong caught it to avoid falling to the ground.

"Miss Tang, save our girl!"

I saw a girl running in crying and stumbling in, struggling to stand in the middle of the courtyard door, and it was Zhou Yue who was supporting her on her shoulders.

Seeing that Zhou Yue was covered in mud, her complexion was sallow, there was dirt around her mouth, her long eyelashes were tightly closed, her breathing was somewhat rapid, and she seemed to be unconscious.

"Donghui?!"

October jumped up and shouted at the girl in disbelief, "Why are you and your girl here?"

"October, Miss Tang," the girl Donghui said hurriedly, "My girl was tricked into coming to the epidemic area. When I found her, she was lying paralyzed on the ground. Her body was very hot. She must be infected!"

Shen Furong stepped forward quickly and touched her forehead with her hands, which immediately felt hot.

"Save people first!"

She spoke without hesitation, and together with October and Donghui, they helped Zhou Yue to the east room.

Then she quickly took out the bedding from the cabinet, laid Zhou Yue down, and told October to quickly go to the kitchen to light a fire and boil water.

Shen Furong sat on the edge of the bed, gently wiping the stains on Zhou Yue's mouth with a sweat towel, feeling the frightening hotness, and thinking about the appropriate prescription in her heart.

Zhou Yue lay on the bed, unconscious.

At this time, the dense red rashes on her exposed face and neck had raised and turned into hard pimples, which were all covered in her palms and looked shocking.

It was probably itchy, so she moved her fingers to scratch it in a daze, but Shen Furong stopped her.

"Miss Tang, does my girl have smallpox?" Donghui asked while wiping her tears, "If she gets smallpox, will her face become pockmarked?"

"There was a woman in my previous village who had a pockmarked face. I heard that she was very good-looking when she didn't have smallpox. Later, because she had a pockmarked face, it was hard to find a house, so she found a cripple."

"What if my girl finds out that she has a pockmarked face...?"

Shen Furong shook her head and sighed.

The most troublesome thing about this disease is that it is not only difficult to treat, but also easy to leave scars after treatment, which is also distressing.

My daughter's face was pockmarked, which can be said to be disfigured.

Death from smallpox was horrific.But for girls, turning into a pockmarked face is even more terrifying.

"The matter has come to an end, save your life first! We will think of other solutions later."

Shen Furong calmed down. Zhou Yue did have smallpox, and because of her weak body, the situation was not optimistic.

"She is suffering from smallpox pus. In her condition, it will be very dangerous if her fever does not subside before dark."

"I'll prescribe a decoction here. You can boil it now and give her a drink. She should wake up soon." Shen Furong said softly.

She walked to the desk not far away, picked up a writing brush, and wrote on the paper the antipyretic and anti-disease prescription she "stolen" from Duan Sheng:
One cent for raw licorice, two cents for Polygonatum odoratum, one cent for winter mulberry leaves, one cent for Adenophora adenophora, two cents for Ophiopogon japonicus, three cents for Digupi...

Boil two cups of five cups of water and take it twice a day.

"Mrs. Zhou, Mrs. Zhou, all the gentlemen, please come over and discuss this matter!" Suddenly, a hurried call came from the window.

Shen Furong agreed, stood up and handed the prescription to Dong Hui:

"This prescription is mainly to clear away heat and detoxify. The appearance of this rash means that the heat and toxins in the body are beginning to escape. Drinking the medicine will make you feel better."

"But now that the girl is in a coma, how should the slave give her medicine?"

"I will order someone to bring water later. Just melt all the medicine into it and let her drink it. Remember, this is twice a day, and this is three times a day. Don't remember it wrong. "

Shen Furong warned her repeatedly before leaving.

***
Outside the city of Kyoto, tens of thousands of elite soldiers under the prince's command were already ready to go. The whole army was in bright armor and solemn expressions. They really looked like knives like a forest, swords like rain, spears and halberds like the sea, and gold and silver.

"Yan Zifeng, what are you doing? You have gathered tens of thousands of elite soldiers to besiege the city. Do you want to rebel and usurp the throne?"

At this time, the wise king came out from above the city wall and looked down at them, "You are so rebellious, do you still have your father in your eyes?"

"Yan Shisheng! Let me in. I'm just worried about my father's safety. I have no other intentions."

Under the city, Prince Yan Zifeng shouted loudly.

"You really think that the king has lost his mind. You led troops to besiege the city without an edict. Isn't this a rebellion? It's a pity that my father has been thinking about you all the time." The wise king clicked his tongue twice, as if he was regretful.

They keep saying that he is a traitor and a traitor, aren't they just trying to find a reason to prevent him from entering the capital?
The prince's face immediately turned cold and stern, and finally he couldn't help shouting: "My father has been seriously ill for many days, but you are here to prevent this prince from entering the palace to attend to his illness. What are your intentions?"

The wise king looked at the prince coldly and shouted loudly:
"Who said that my father is critically ill?"

"My father is obviously fine and has no illness at all. Why do you say he is critically ill?"

After saying this, everyone was stunned.

All the soldiers looked at each other in confusion. Didn't they say that the emperor was seriously ill and would die soon? Could it be that they were all rumors.

Everyone turned their attention to the prince.

"Oh - where is my father? Why can't I see him? Did you detain my father in the palace?!"

The prince's voice suddenly rose, "Not only do you slander me, but you also spread rumors about my father. Just for this throne, you don't even want family ties? You don't even want your father?"

(End of this chapter)