Food, Color, Medicine and Fragrance: Ugly Girl Turns Over

Chapter 287 The Plague
When Master Li saw the three thousand palace guards following the carriage, he immediately understood that they were sent by the emperor. As for the reason behind it, he was really powerless to ask.

And Huo Qihan glanced at the closed city gate, as if he saw the heaviness behind the gate, he was silent for a while, and said: "Open the city gate."

"My lord, take this first, so as not to be infected with bad luck."

When he heard that he was going into the city, Lord Li did not stop him, but handed over a white handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose.

Huo Qihan took it and tied it to his face, only his eyes were exposed. Now he needs a healthy body to go back to meet his beloved, so nothing can happen.

"Open the gate."

Master Li gave an order, and two soldiers guarding the city gate opened the gate slightly to allow only one person to pass through.

"Get out, let me out, I want to live." Soon, I saw a few ordinary people in shabby clothes scrambling to get out of the door, and several soldiers pressed the door tightly, Master Li's face turned cold , ordered: "Drag them all down."

Innocent people desperately wanted to get out of the house to escape, because the plague was everywhere in the southwest, even if they were fine now, they would be infected one day, so the only way to survive was to escape.

But even if the plague is infected, there is an incubation period. Many people seem to be fine now, but the plague virus has already begun to grow in their bodies. This is the reason why Master Li hopes to seal the city gates and prevent anyone from escaping.

The people at the gate were dragged away, Master Li sighed helplessly, let the two soldiers go ahead and followed Huo Qihan into the city.

"Leave one thousand guards at the gate of the city, and another thousand guards inside the city. There are 500 people inside and outside each of the four exits. The last 1000 people are divided into four groups and patrol from four directions. Bury."

Huo Qihan quickly issued an order and made proper arrangements for the three thousand guards.

"My lord, the deceased is the great one, and it is tradition to be buried in the earth." Master Li was puzzled when he heard that he was going to be burned on the spot.

Huo Qihan explained: "Even if the infected person dies, the germs are still carried. If humans and animals are close, there is still a chance of being infected. Therefore, burning is the only way to cut off the source."

Master Li had a sudden realization, and realized how big a mistake he had made before. He turned his head and looked at the tombs. He gritted his teeth and gave the order: "Everyone who died of the plague will be burned."

Entering the city through a tiny gap, although he had already been mentally prepared, Huo Qihan was still shocked by the sight in front of him.

I saw that the bustling street was bleak, the doors of the shops were closed, some plaques had fallen half off, and there were piles of dead leaves and garbage on the ground. Occasionally, people who suddenly fell down on the side of the road and did not wake up were quickly dragged away by the guards. Walk.

There were bursts of crying from all directions, some heart-piercing, some wailing, all sad, occasionally mixed with some scolding, all scolding God for being merciless.

The only thing that is still open in the whole city is the coffin shop and the medical clinic. The usually deserted shops are now full of people, and the coffin maker can't meet the demand even if they rush to work overnight.

"My lord, go to my mansion to rest for a while."

"it is good."

Master Li's mansion is in the city, and along the way, he saw many beggars lying on the ground one by one, not knowing whether they were dead or alive.

The carriage was going forward when suddenly a woman rushed out from a small alley.

"My lord, please save my child."

There are guards who want to drive the woman away. After all, there are too many people like this every day.

Huo Qihan stopped the guard, then got out of the car and walked in front of the woman, Master Li followed beside him nervously, fearing that the adult from the capital would not be harmed.

This woman is very young, about twenty, but very emaciated. She holds a child in her arms, about two or three years old. She is a very cute boy. The boy's eyes are closed, his face is pale, and he seems very scared. Cold, tightly curled up in his mother's arms.

Master Li glanced at it, and couldn't help taking a step back. At the same time, he whispered to Huo Qihan: "This is the initial symptom of plague infection. Please step back a little bit, sir."

Huo Qihan turned a deaf ear to it, and instead approached the woman a little closer, asking, "Have you given the child any medicine?"

The woman cried and said sadly: "There are only our mother and child left in the family, and the only savings have been spent. Now I have no money to buy medicine for the child, so please help my child."

Just now in the carriage, Huo Qihan had a general idea that several medical clinics in the Southwest had worked together to develop a medicine against the plague, but this medicine was not only extremely expensive but also very unpleasant to drink. One mouthful makes one want to gag, let alone a sick person.

Master Li asked the emperor to allocate funds for disaster relief in order to buy the raw materials for cooking this medicine.

Huo Qihan looked at the boy, and that child looked even more Lele than he imagined, which made him feel an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

"Give the child to us."

"No, my lord, the child is my life, and I cannot leave him."

"The child may have the plague, and if you hold him all the time, he will be infected." Huo Qihan persuaded.

"My lord, if the child is gone, I won't live anymore, so I'm not afraid."

Maternal love is great, Huo Qihan understands that this woman will never leave or give up her child no matter what, so he feels compassion for her and agrees to follow her.

"My lord, this..."

Master Li was a little hesitant. After all, the child already had the initial symptoms of the plague, and it would not be a good thing if he got close to the infection.

In fact, Huo Qihan would be able to go back to his life after sending the disaster money, but seeing the scene of devastated lives, he decided to stay and see if there was anything he could do to help.

Huo Qihan paid for it himself and handed it to Master Li: "I'm not familiar with this place, so please help me buy some medicine for this child."

Master Li was taken aback, and hurriedly evaded: "My lord, you are being polite. Saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Li Fu will go and order someone to finish it."

"That's good."

Huo Qihan took a sympathetic look at the mother and child, then got into the carriage and closed his eyes to rest, he was really tired from the journey.

Li Fu's mansion is not big, it is a well-regulated courtyard house with a back-shaped corridor running through the whole house.

Huo Qihan settled in a guest room in the middle of the east, and the homeless mother and son were placed in a small room in a corner. For fear of contagion, Master Li specially arranged for two servants Stay at the door of the mother and child's room, not letting anyone approach, and not letting the mother and child come out.

Huo Qihan fell asleep, and in the half-dream and half-awake, he always heard the sound of crying, and there were countless pictures constantly circling in his mind, so he woke up again after a while, got up and drank a glass of water, and then he regained consciousness .

Walking out of the room, I happened to see a domestic servant carrying a medicine jar and wearing a white veil on his face, hurrying towards the room of the mother and child.

But when he got to the door, he put the medicine jar at the door of the room and left.

Huo Qihan saw the woman coming out of the room, picked up the medicine jar, and thanked the servant's back who was going away.

After standing for a while, I wanted to go out to have a look, but not far away, I suddenly heard crying from the woman's room, turned around, and saw the woman rushing to the door anxiously to ask for help from two servants: "Two servants My lord, please do me a favor and help me hold the baby, I really can't hold him and feed him medicine."

It is estimated that the medicine is too bad to drink, and the child will instinctively writhe as soon as it touches the mouth. These medicines are very expensive and hard to come by. It would be a pity to spill all of them.

The two domestic servants were obviously unwilling to help, their entire faces were covered and only their eyes were exposed. They were already flustered when they were asked to guard the place, and they were afraid that they would be infected if they were careless. It was not intentional to let them in now. Looking for scolding, so the two servants yelled cursingly: "Smelly bitch, get away, it's already burning incense for you to come here."

They obviously didn't notice Huo Qihan who was approaching.

"I beg you to help me, I will repay you as a cow or a horse."

The woman knelt down with a plop, and the child's life was more important than the dignity.

"Let me do it."

Huo Qihan's sudden appearance made the woman seem to have caught driftwood by drowning, and the two servants were frightened when they knew that he was an adult from the capital.

Entering the room, an unpleasant smell of medicine came to the nostrils, and the little boy was lying on a clean bed.

The little boy was crying in pain, his voice was very weak, like a kitten.

There was a small brown puddle of soup that had just been spilled on the bed sheet.

"I'll hug him, and you feed the medicine."

The woman wiped her tears and nodded.

Huo Qihan was wearing a precious white fine embroidered gown. He hugged the slightly dirty little boy in his arms indifferently, and then fixed his hands and feet so that he would not move at all.

The little boy felt the suppression and resisted instinctively, but he couldn't move a bit. The woman took advantage of the situation and opened his mouth to pour the medicine into his mouth. Unexpectedly, he vomited upwards with a puff, Huo Qihan leaned back, but was still sprayed with a lot of medicine, the woman panicked, and quickly sealed the little boy's mouth tightly to prevent him from spitting.

So I drank most of the bowl of medicine at any rate.

Huo Qihan let go of the child, the boy was crying, and the woman looked at Huo Qihan helplessly, very apologetic and nervous, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to pay for such a precious material if she sold it.

"My lord, take off your clothes and let me wash them for you."

Huo Qihan smiled, got up and waved his hands, and said, "No, it's fine, you guys have a good rest."

The woman was moved to tears, such a fairy-like man with such a good heart must be a good man sent by the Bodhisattva.

When Huo Qihan walked out of the room, Lord Li was coming over upon hearing the news, his expression changed drastically when he saw the potion all over his body, and he asked cautiously, "Did you overturn the medicine?"

"No, the child spit it out."

Master Li's body froze and his face turned pale. The plague can be spread through the air, and the fastest way to spread it is through bodily fluids. The potion just now must have mixed with the boy's saliva.

"Go and cook the medicine."

(End of this chapter)