The emperor's first-class concubine

Chapter 66
Mo Li's breath turned cold, "It's not up to you, an outsider, to intervene in Mrs. Ben's affairs."

"Is that so..." Mu Qianfan paused and said. "Drawings for guns and cannons, don't you want them?"

A dark light flashed in Mo Li's eyes, and he asked. "You don't want your head anymore?"

Mu Qianfan understood, "You want to play tricks?"

"It was you who broke your promise first." Mo Li retorted.

"Okay, okay," Mu Qianxue waved her hand irritably, and continued walking down. "Talk slowly. I'm going to see the doctor to have a good look. It's been a third of the month. Anyway, it didn't happen to you. Don't be in a hurry, I'm in a hurry."

Mo Li: "..."

Mu Qianfan: "..."

Not urgent?How can it be?

All the way without a word, everyone hurried to the medical tent.

In Wufang City, outside the city gate in the north, many tents were temporarily erected against the city wall to accommodate the sick.

The north side of the camp, about 500 meters away, is the place where the corpses are temporarily stored.

One after another, covered with straw mats or sackcloth, at a glance, there are at least a hundred corpses.

Although it was a scorching summer at this time, the corpse was not disturbed by flies, but with such an unpleasant smell, no one bothered to check whether it had rotted or not.

Mu Qianxue couldn't understand their actions at all, so when she turned her head towards Mu Qianfan, although she didn't ask, even though Mu Qianfan couldn't see Mu Qianxue's eyes through the white gauze, he just knew What Mu Qianxue wanted to ask now.

"The custom here is that after death, people should be buried in the ground for peace. If it is normal, a mourning hall will be set up for seven days." Mu Qianfan explained.

"Stupid..." Mu Qianxue was speechless.

"Indeed." Mu Qianfan had the same thought as her.

Fortunately, the voices of both of them were very low, which could be regarded as whispering, otherwise they would be heard by those common people, and they might arouse public anger.

Everyone covered their faces with sackcloth and walked among the tents, and the strong smell of blood came to their faces.

In order to be able to see more clearly, Mu Qianxue lifted up the white gauze, and when passing by every tent, she would probe into it.

Hematemesis is considered a mild symptom here.

Some people may have reached the late stage of the disease process, and blood beads keep oozing out from under the black and purple skin.At this stage, those who are ill have no strength even to move.

Mo Li, who was walking in the front, suddenly stopped, glanced at Su Zimo, who had been following him all the time, and then looked at Mu Qianxue, who was walking side by side with Mu Qianfan, and the two seemed to be discussing while walking. wearing something.

Mo Li lowered his voice and shouted. "What are you dawdling about? Come here soon!"

"Huh?" Mu Qianxue and Mu Qianfan stopped discussing at the same time, their faces full of bewilderment.

Mo Li squinted his eyes, and was about to reach out to grab him, but Mu Qianxue immediately jumped over in two or three steps, took his arm, and dragged him away. "Go, go, there's no time to delay."

Mo Li glanced at the little hand holding his arm, and the glacier in his eyes finally melted a little.

Following the soldiers leading the way, everyone finally came to the medical tent where Mr. Tengge was.

An old man who looked thin and small, his face was covered with a sackcloth, his gray hair was tied in a bun on the top of his head, and was stuck with a wooden stick.The coarse cloth clothes on his body did not look like a doctor, but a woodcutter, and the clothes and trousers were still stained with patches of dark brown blood.

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(End of this chapter)