She raised the wrong cub

Chapter 57 The prescription is useless?

Zhou Ling plucked Huarong's thick eyelashes, and then slowly ran her fingers along the bridge of her tall nose.

Not awake yet?
Zhou Ling kissed Hua Rong's cool and thin lips in bad intentions, and took a bite.

Then, when she was caught off guard, she was thrown down by a man who woke up suddenly.

"Lingling wants me to say it"

The cool and depressing voice fell, followed by a series of "loss of power and humiliation of the country".

A quarter of an hour later, Zhou Ling put on clothes to cover up the marks, and used force to eliminate the redness and swelling of her lips.

He left the room angrily, and closed the door loudly to show that he was angry.

Huarong leaned against the head of the bed in disheveled clothes, looking at Zhou Ling like a cat with fried hair, his eyes deepened, the tenderness in his eyes was enough to indulge anyone.

After Zhou Ling gathered her thoughts, she came to Lin Yu'er and Lin Yan, but they left a message early saying that they were going to give alms.

It wasn't long before the sky brightened at this moment, and the warm white light illuminated the building clear and cold.

The city lord, Li Hou, lowered his head and walked in a hurry. When he saw Zhou Ling standing in the hall at first glance, he strode forward in a hurry.

"Miss Zhou, I stared at the medicine that was boiled and poured down, but the person is still not awake, and the blood is not coughing. Hey! What a good news!"

This is similar to what Zhou Ling thought, "Well, drink for three days and change to a new pair, most people can survive."

She had read novels before and really thought that pharmacists were masters who made pills with dignity, but she didn't expect it to be her turn to find out that she was just better than ordinary doctors.

She can also refine pills now.

But to treat tens of thousands of ordinary people, not to mention that the medicinal materials are not enough, even if she makes a few hundred catties, ten years have passed.

For the current plan, she had no choice but to prescribe the right medicine.

If you cough up blood, treat it as coughing up blood. When you stop vomiting blood, treat fever and diarrhea.

In fact, Zhou Ling didn't say the most fundamental thing, that is: in the end, the plague can only be assisted by medicinal materials to survive by itself.

Confidence is what matters.

It's just that her prescription is much more effective than the medicine in the world, and it will be useful for most people as long as they don't die.

So she asked the city lord to publicize that the four of them are monks from the floating world, and they are living bodhisattvas who specialize in saving them.

He also asked someone to transcribe the prescription and posted it everywhere.

In this way, the people have hope and confidence to live.

The city lord promised again and again, and hurried to see the disaster shelter again.

Because of Zhou Ling's arrival, Lin Yan finally persuaded him to open several city gates and set up disaster shelters to accept refugees.

Shudi Bei'an Street
After Huarong became a young boy again, Zhou Ling still angrily walked ahead without holding him.

Hua Rong was not annoyed either, and put on a pitiful look of being abandoned by her sister in anger, and followed behind cutely, very well-behaved.

It seems that he has two personalities with that evil and reckless man in the early morning.

The two walked down the empty street one after the other.

The large handwritten prescriptions, as well as the taboos ordered by Zhou Ling, are posted in every corner.

There are only one or two rice shops and drugstores open on a street, but there is a small window, and pedestrians can't get in at all.

Quarantine, cure.

The city can basically recover in a few months.

A successful approach can lead to other cities following suit.

However, there are still a large number of refugees fleeing on the road, what about them?
Zhou Ling thought more and more, and her mind quickly thought of modern methods.

But she forgot that this is an unscientific world.

"Lingling!"

Lin Yan and Lin Yu'er came to find them, their faces were not very good-looking, and their white dresses were more or less stained with dirt.

"What's the matter? I heard that you went to give alms. It's not even noon yet."

Lin Yan stomped her feet and gritted her teeth: "A bunch of troublemakers! I'm so mad! If it wasn't for completing the task assigned by the master, I really want to leave like this!"

Zhou Ling looked at her curiously, but Lin Yuer said directly:
"My cousin gave them sachets to repel insects and avoid poison. Instead of being grateful, they said that this was a punishment from heaven. Those who can survive are good people and believe in God, while bad people and those who don't believe in God don't need to be saved."

　Keyboard speed soars~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)