Fast Travel: Being a Cannon Fodder Heroine Was Spoiled

Chapter 62
There is a large bowl of soft and glutinous multigrain porridge, two fist-sized steamed buns for one person, and a large bowl of stewed vegetables. Each person can get two slices of meat. If you are lucky, it is pure fat meat.

This meal is an unexpected richness for all the people who hold a dead horse as a live horse doctor before coming to the free clinic, and wait for death if it doesn't work.

After this meal, all the people felt relieved. If they wanted to die, they could eat such a good meal.

There are older people who still remember that when they were young, the emperor was not so stupid, and his family was not robbed of all the land by the family.

At that time, we could still have enough food for two or three months throughout the year, but the younger ones had no memory of having enough food.

There were also people who ate and ate, couldn't help crying, and said fiercely to the people around them: "Anyone dares to speak ill of Mr. Nanze, I will fight him hard!"

The people next to him also had the same attitude: "Yes, Mr. Nanze has treated us so well. If someone scolds Mr. Nanze in the future, I will never let him go."

After a full meal, with food in their stomachs, everyone's spirits improved, and their illnesses felt much lighter.

After eating, the nurses came to take away the bowls and chopsticks. After the bowls and chopsticks were cleaned by the person in charge of cleaning the dishes, they were boiled in boiling water for disinfection and sterilization.

After eating and drinking enough, a group of doctors and nurses began to treat these sick people tent by tent. Li Qing also lived in the isolation area as he said.

However, Li Qing lived alone in a big tent, and together with the most skilled medical practitioners, he was thinking about the anti-plague prescription.

Seeing that Li Qing actually lived with common people like them, the common people felt relieved, but also felt a little embarrassed.

A few older people with good prestige among the common people volunteered to come forward to see Li Qing.

The beard and eyebrows of the old man at the head were all white, and his weather-beaten face was full of wrinkles, just like the ravines after the drought on the earth.

The old man's body is also stooped, he can live to such a great age, thanks to the filial piety of his children in the family, and he is strong and labor-intensive, he has seven sons.

At this moment, the old man was carried by his third son to see Li Qing, and saluted Li Qing tremblingly.

Li Qing hurriedly supported the old man, and said: "I don't need to be so polite, sit down quickly, I don't know why the old man came to see me? But is there any discomfort in life, or is there something missing?"

The old man said gratefully: "Thank you for your concern. Caomin has nothing to lack. Mr. Nanze is very considerate for us. Our life is more comfortable than in our own home."

"Caomin came here to hope that you can leave this isolated place. Here are all of us who have the disease. It is too dangerous for you to stay here."

"Caomin knows that you stayed here for us people's peace of mind. We already know how much Nanze-jun and you care for us. We will no longer be encouraged to doubt Nanze-jun and your kindness."

"You are a nobleman, and you have good medical skills. If something goes wrong to calm the hearts of us pariahs, then we have committed a great crime. You don't know how many people you can save in your life outside. You must not get involved for us pariahs. Danger!"

The old man's face was full of anxiety, he really felt that Li Qing, a nobleman who cared about the people like them, shouldn't take risks for them.

Li Qing softened his gaze, smiled comfortingly at the old man, and said: "It turns out that the old man is worried about these things, you don't have to worry, I stay here not just to reassure you, but also to develop a cure for the plague faster." prescription."

"Only by getting along with the patients at close range and paying attention to the changes of the patients' condition all the time, can we develop better and more effective prescriptions for the treatment of the plague."

"So the old man went back and told everyone, don't feel uneasy. I stayed here to research the cure for the plague faster, not just for the promise I made to you."

Li Qing's words moved the old man even more, and tears came down: "You are a good person, you and Mr. Nanze are both good people! Only you take the lives of us ordinary people seriously."

The old man wiped his tears with his hands: "Don't worry, if someone speaks ill of you and Nanze-jun again, all of us will fight with him desperately, and we will never let anyone insult Nanze-jun or you!"

After finally sending away the crying old man and his son, Li Qing plunged into the research of the plague formula again, and she already had some clues about the plague formula.

Li Qing's medical skills were learned from the medical books given by the Book of Destiny space, and he learned the most perfect medical skills. Li Qing didn't have to take the detours that many ancient people had to take.

So soon, Li Qing prescribed the first prescription for the person who was able to suppress the plague to continue to aggravate his illness.

The doctors waiting outside immediately led people to start boiling the medicine. After the medicine was ready, the nurses were responsible for delivering the medicine to people tent by tent.

The people who were emotionally stable saw that the medicine was really delivered, and they drank it with peace of mind. The nurses told them not to leave the tent unless they went to the toilet, and everyone agreed and consciously obeyed.

After taking the medicine, the bored people gathered together, looking at the busy doctors and nurses outside the tent, and seeing the clean and tidy living environment around them, they felt very relaxed.

They are now extremely convinced that they can survive, and Mr. Nanze will not give up on them.

There are acquaintances, the tents are close to each other, chatting with each other at the door, the posture is very leisurely.

Someone lamented: "This is simply more comfortable than when I was not sick."

There was also someone lying at the mouth of the tent with his legs crossed: "I want to be sick all the time. As long as I can have enough food every day, I am willing to be quarantined for the rest of my life."

The old lady next to this man gave him a slap: "What nonsense are you talking about? How can you expect to get the plague? You don't want to die."

Someone hesitated, and said: "Actually, I heard from my cousin who is a peddler that our Lord Nanze, when we were in Yi'an Prefecture, had always taken in people who could not survive, and distributed them to the people. where?"

As soon as this person's words came out, everyone's eyes lit up, and everyone's heart was beating wildly.

The cross-legged person stopped crossing his legs, glanced at her mother, and couldn't help saying: "Mother, our land is gone, and we were kicked out of the village by Patriarch Li. If we want to farm, we have nowhere to grow it. It's a refugee."

His mother knew what this man meant before he finished speaking, and his mother said a little worriedly: "But, I haven't heard the news about Mr. Nanze accepting refugees. Mr. Nanze doesn't need us."

The person who spoke before said: "What's the matter, Mr. Nanze now manages the entire Nanzezhou, I think Mr. Nanze attaches great importance to the people, she will definitely not sit back and watch us continue to be bullied by those officials, sooner or later there will be a chance of."

(End of this chapter)