Daming: I am the most powerful emperor grandson, please abdicate the throne

Chapter 352 Preliminary Control
  In the current era of smallpox, ordinary people are indeed having a very difficult time.

In fact, all patients infected with smallpox are in difficulty. Not only do they have no protection, they may die at any time.

At present, there is basically no way to save them. They can only rely on their own resistance to save themselves, and there is not much the court can do.

We can only try our best to prevent as many healthy people from being infected.

"Your Highness, what shall we do next?"

Hou Xian watched the family being taken away by the hospital doctors and soldiers. In fact, he really wanted Zhu Xuan to go back to the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion to strategize, which was much better than taking risks outside.

However, what His Highness did was for the people. He could also see that His Highness was helpless and he felt very sad.

It's those damn White Lotus Sect that made the busy Spring Festival in Yingtian Mansion become like a hell on earth, and the sky seemed to be filled with the breath of death.

Many people should be happy and celebrate the festival happily.

Ugh……

Hou Xian sighed and said: "Your Highness can do a lot, just do your best and don't blame yourself."

Zhu Xuan ignored Hou Xian's words, thought for a while and said: "Let's follow and go out of the city to have a look."

The city gate must be closed, and Zhu Xuan can only leave by showing his token.

After leaving the city, not long after walking, a large-scale camp appeared in front of them. The camp was surrounded by wooden fences that were too tall for a person, completely surrounding it.

There are also soldiers patrolling nearby.

Xu Huizu and the others moved very quickly. From yesterday to now, they were able to set up a camp that could be used for centralized isolation and treatment.

However, this camp is still very simple and can only be said to be barely habitable.

Here, no matter you are a founding noble, a court official, a commoner, or even an ordinary beggar, you are treated equally, and there is no distinction between high and low status. The real difference may be mild or severe.

Mild and severe cases cannot be together.

However, patients with mild infections will develop into severe cases.

Severe cases may lead to death.

Zhu Xuan also planned a place for incineration of corpses.

Just downwind of the southeastern side of the camp.

It's under construction and hopefully never needed.

"Why are you here, Your Highness?"

Xu Huizu came over wearing a mask.

Zhu Xuan told him not to get close. He sprayed himself from top to bottom with the alcohol he carried with him to ensure that he was completely disinfected before walking over.

"I have to come over and take a look, so I can feel confident."

Zhu Xuan said: "Where is my cousin?"

Xu Huizu said: "Jiujiang is more afraid of death and dare not stay here and lead troops into the city to catch other infected patients."

As expected of the Ming God of War, he gave up on the second day.

But fear of death is also human nature.

"Brother Xu is not feeling well, is he?"

Zhu Xuan asked worriedly.

If something happened to Xu Huizu, he didn't know how to explain it to Sister Miaojin.

Xu Huizu said: "I'm fine. We keep a certain distance from the patients and disinfect frequently. Usually it's the doctors who come into contact with the patients. We're just defensive. Don't let others get close. We can't let people in the camp go out."

After a pause, he added: "This morning, there were more than ten patients who did not want to stay in the camp and wanted to rush out. They were shot down by Jiujiang's leaders. They were then taken back to be resettled and their wounds treated."

Zhu Xuan: "..."

The last thing you wanted to happen, still happened.

This topic is a bit heavy.

But for the sake of more healthy people, we can only let the infected suffer.

Zhu Xuan asked again: "Is Liu Chun here?"

"Here I am!"

Xu Huizu said: "They are preparing medicine and delivering medicine to the patients in the camp. They should be out later."

After waiting for a while, I saw Liu Chun coming out. When they walk out of the camp gate, they also have to spray it completely with alcohol before they feel safe.

"I have seen Your Highness!"

Liu Chun said quickly.

Zhu Xuan nodded slightly: "How is the patient's condition?"

Liu Chun felt sad and said: "This morning, there were a lot of new patients with blisters. We have all transferred them to the critical care side. The situation is still not good, and the medicine I prepared is not very useful."

This is smallpox, not a cold.

Zhu Xuan said helplessly: "Just do your best."

"And cowpox, how's it going?"

he asked again.

Liu Chunhui reported: "We have prepared the first batch of cowpox. We should be able to send some of it within today. We will inoculate you first, Duke Wei, and then give it to the soldiers below."

Hearing that Vaccinia was being arranged, Zhu Xuan was less stressed.

As soon as they finished talking, more than ten doctors came over with two carriages.

"Your Highness, Duke Wei!"

One of the doctors said: "The cowpox is here."

There are many infected cattle in the villages outside the city.

They brought the cattle back and waited all night. Today, pustules finally appeared, so they removed them all and brought them over for vaccination as soon as possible.

"Brother Xu, make arrangements quickly!"

Zhu Xuan said quickly.

They all know the adverse reactions of vaccination with cowpox.

Not even ordinary soldiers were afraid when they saw Xu Huizu.

After the officers were vaccinated, it was the soldiers' turn.

Seeing those doctors coming in and out of the camp, nothing happened at all. Those soldiers were still full of confidence in cowpox.

After inspecting the camp and seeing that Xu Huizu and others had been vaccinated, Zhu Xuan went back to the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion to continue handling other work.

Zhu Xuan felt a headache when he saw the various data sent back.

When no data comes back, it is almost considered under control.

A headache is a headache, but you still have to work.

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Time passed very quickly, and another two days passed.

The smallpox incident in Yingtian Prefecture has been brewing for a long time. Counties outside Yingtian are now also affected and people are panicking. They are worried that someone who has been to Yingtian will bring the virus back.

Zhu Xuan had an order not to allow anyone outside Yingtian Mansion to get close to Yingtian.

Of course, people from other counties did not dare to get close. Some officials who went home to visit relatives in Mu Xiu or returned to Beijing to report on their duties were stopped outside Yingtian Mansion.

"The whole Yingtian is like a hell on earth."

Ding Gugang was in a small village just outside Yingtian Mansion.

Several people from the White Lotus Sect sent back the latest news.

Currently, there are some people in Jinyiwei who can free their hands to track down the White Lotus Sect. In addition, due to the martial law in Yingtian, the White Lotus Sect does not dare to act recklessly, and those who are still in the city do not dare to move.

These messages were all transmitted quietly from outside Yingtian.

They are very satisfied with this effect.

The more people die, the better for them. Then they can use the White Lotus Sect to discredit Lao Zhu, which will shake the people's hearts and make the Ming Dynasty uneasy. They will take advantage of it.

"But Zhu Yunxuan is not dead yet."

Liu Xin frowned and said: "The person who oversees the country now in the Ming Dynasty is Zhu Yunxuan. He has taken many prevention and control measures and they are very effective."

As soon as these words came out, Ding Gugang's face darkened.

The primary purpose of this plan is to kill Zhu Xuan and help Zhu Yunwen gain credit for his position. Zhu Xuan's death is the key, but Zhu Xuan is still alive...

(End of this chapter)