Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 500
"General!" The soldier beside him hastily pulled him back.

One of the soldiers said: "Old Dao, we are all waiting to die. We are counting the hours every day. Do you know how much we envy you? If I didn't catch the plague, I could go home now Look at my newborn baby, it is said that it is a girl doll who looks very similar to her mother, I have never seen her at once... I will never have the chance to see her again..."

Another soldier stood up and said, "I miss my parents too. I have been in the army for ten years, but I have only been home once. They hardly remember what I look like."

Immediately afterwards, the third and fourth soldiers stood up.

"I miss my daughter-in-law. I went out with the general's army the day after I got married. I never saw her again. I don't know how she is now."

"There is a frail old mother in my family. If I die, I don't know what she will do... Mother, the child is not filial!"

"..."

Thinking of their family members, the soldiers mourned, all immersed in grief, and some even shed tears.

Feng Qian watched and listened, her heart was so sad, she couldn't help but said: "Old Dao, have you seen it? They are the ones who are really waiting to die! What kind of a fart are you?"

She took a deep breath: "You are their brother, their patriarch, you don't think about how to take care of their families, how to appease the families of those brothers who died, you only think about your own life and death, don't you think you Is it selfish?"

She pointed at the soldiers: "Look at them, and look at yourself! They know that they are in danger and may die in the next moment, but they are still working hard to fight against the plague! And you, you obviously didn't Sick, but do nothing, lying in a coffin waiting to die, are you worthy of them and those brothers who died?"

Lao Dao crouched on the ground, holding his head, unable to control himself anymore, weeping bitterly.

"I'm not human! I'm not human! I'm sorry for the dead brothers, I'm sorry for them!"

Seeing him beating his head in frustration, the general's eyes were extremely complicated, he sighed deeply, and said to Feng Qian: "Girl, you scolded well! Even if he deserves to be scolded, he deserves to be beaten! In the barracks before, this general must drag him down and beat him with a hundred military sticks! Then he will be imprisoned for three days! Fuck it...cough cough cough cough..."

The general suddenly coughed violently, and his face became darker and darker.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood sprayed out!

The general leaned over and passed out.

"General!" The soldier beside him helped the crumbling general in time, "Oh no, the general is sick!"

"General!" Everyone said in unison, worried.

One of them said: "Before, Xiao Wuzi coughed up blood, convulsed continuously, and finally passed away by foaming at the mouth..."

When everyone heard this, they were filled with sorrow.

"Get out of the way, let me see!" Feng Qian stepped forward.

The soldiers stopped her: "Girl, don't touch it, it will be contagious!"

"Anyway, I'm also a dying person, and I'm no better than you!" Feng Qian chuckled, reached out and grabbed the general's wrist, checked his pulse, and looked serious, "His condition is very serious, and he must be treated immediately. Medication! Do you have medicinal materials here?"

The soldier shook his head bitterly: "The imperial physicians are helpless against the plague and have completely abandoned us."

Feng Qian frowned, thought for a moment and said: "You carry him to the tent, I will give him an injection!"

The soldier was stunned for a moment, trying to figure out what she said, and his blank eyes gradually became bright: "Thank you, girl! Thank you, girl!"

At the foot of the mountain, Wang Chao and Ma Lu waited for a long time, pacing back and forth.

"What is Chef Feng Ling doing in there? Why hasn't he come out for so long?"

"She broke in so rashly, what if she contracted the plague?"

While the two were anxious, they suddenly saw a figure walking down the mountain.

"Look, she's out!"

"Chef Feng Ling, what's the matter? Where's Lao Dao?"

The two went up to greet her, and Feng Qian walked down: "You guys follow me now!"

"Where to go?"

The two were surprised.

"Go buy medicinal materials!"

The two were puzzled.

"What do you buy medicinal materials for?"

Feng Qian said: "I want to help them cure the plague!"

"Cure the plague?" Wang Chao was astonished. "Chef Feng Ling, are you kidding me? I heard that even the imperial physicians in the palace were helpless against the plague. How could you cure it well?"

Malu went on to say: "Besides, curing the plague is not within the scope of our exam questions, and doing so will waste too much time."

Feng Qian stamped her feet and looked at the two of them: "Could it be that you didn't save people because of the delay?"

Malu hesitated: "What about the competition?"

Wang Chao also worried: "If this continues, we will lose!"

Feng Qian said with a solemn expression: "Human life is at stake, there is nothing more important than human life! Besides, doctors are benevolent, isn't your original intention of learning medicine to save people?"

The two looked at each other, lost in thought.

Not long after, Wang Chao said: "The lesson of Fengling Chef is that we learn medical skills to save lives and heal the wounded. As for the competition... the big deal is to be at the bottom, anyway, it's not like we haven't been at the bottom before!"

Malu smiled wryly: "That's true! Besides, the test questions in today's medical competition are the benevolence of doctors. No matter what the result is, at least we have worked hard and have no regrets!"

Feng Qian nodded with satisfaction: "Very well, if you think so, it means that you are already qualified doctors!"

As she said that, she summoned 66, and the three of them got on the roc and hurried to the pharmacy in the city.

They picked a large herbal shop and walked in.

"Shopkeeper, I want to buy medicinal materials!"

"Guest officer, what medicinal materials do you want?"

Feng Qian said: "I said the names of the medicinal materials, you write them down! Houbu, Anemarrhena, Peony, Scutellaria, Licorice..."

After talking about more than a dozen kinds of medicinal materials, she added another sentence: "I want a serving for 500 people!"

The shopkeeper shook his hand, and the ink splattered on the paper: "500 people?"

Feng Qian: "Why, don't you have enough medicinal materials?"

The shopkeeper was in a dilemma: "Sorry, we don't have that many herbs!"

Feng Qian took out a banknote from her bosom, and slapped it heavily on the table: "Here is a 10 taels of banknote! I don't care what method you use, within an hour, prepare all these medicinal materials for me, and find five hundred The medicine pot comes, and there are a hundred medicine boys who can make medicine, and the 10 taels are yours!"

The shopkeeper looked at the bank note, his eyes sparkled: "One hour, isn't the time too tight? Where can I find so many medicinal materials, medicine jars, and medicine boys?"

Feng Qian raised her eyebrows: "You are not the only pharmacy in Linglong City, as long as you pay double the price, I don't think anyone will refuse!"

"What the girl said is, the villain will do it now!" The shopkeeper reached out to get the bank note, but Feng Qian took it back.

(End of this chapter)