Divine Doctor's Daughter: Tyrant, spoil me!

Gu Changle and Fu Qiao had not returned to Gu's home before they heard the sound of the death knell.

"This is..." Gu Changle and Fu Qiao exchanged a look, "the emperor died."

"Well." Fu Qiao's reaction was indifferent. Whether Zhou Zhan is his own father or not. He didn't have any extra feelings, either. Zhou Zhan and Zhou duo have nothing to do with him.

Gu Changle sighed, "you see, those refugees know that the emperor died, but they don't attack the people."

"The people who want revenge die. They lose their goals." No one took the lead. These refugees are just wandering about in the street at a loss.

"I want to see my grandfather later." Gu Changle said, "by the way, did Zhou duo really leave?"

"I don't know." Fu Qiao was not interested in Zhou duo's whereabouts. But he had a hunch that he would meet him in the future.

This hunch is not very good.

Gu Changle can't guess Fu Qiao's mood at this time, he can have today's achievements. I have nothing to do with my biological parents, and I don't think there will be too much involvement in the future.

"It's not the way for these refugees to wander around the city. Some of them are also infected with the cold. " Gu Changle said in a low voice that what she was most worried about was that their disease could not be treated in time, leading to the spread of the plague.

"You alone can't cure everyone." Fu Qiao said in a deep voice“ Let's go. Go to the hospital. "

All the hospitals in the street are closed. Gu Changle wanted to persuade the doctors to help with the treatment, but few of them were willing to help her. Finally, Fu Qiao threatened directly with a sword, and only then did he let the drugstore owners willing to take out the medicine from the warehouse. The doctor is willing to come out to treat the vagrant.

"It's for you and me to cure them, not just refugees. If the plague spreads, all of us will not escape. " Gu Changle said to them.

"It's just an ordinary cold. How can it be a plague? The refugees are cruel and cruel one by one. They killed them before they were cured." The doctor, who had seen the refugees kill, cried in fear. He didn't want to die in the hands of the refugees.

"They have stopped, but if their disease is not cured, the wind cold will infect more and more people. Your family lives in Kyoto City. It's not ordinary wind cold, which can't be cured by ordinary medicine." Gu Changle advised.

When those people heard Gu Changle say so, they finally got a little loose.

"The emperor is dead, and we people can only save ourselves. Refugees are also people, and they are also the people of our Zhou Dynasty. We all listen to this girl and treat them first."

"Well, it's OK to treat diseases. What about food? We can't take out our own food. We have to eat and drink. "

Fu Qiao said, "I went to the palace to transport the grain."

Zhou Zhan is dead. Now there are no leaders in Kyoto City. We just run for our lives. It doesn't matter if we take out the grain from the national treasury for relief.

"Good." Gu Changle nodded.

She had to go to her great uncle. She had to ask him to help maintain order and persuade the refugees.

It's getting dark after all this work.

Gu Changle hurried to Yu's home to discuss with Master Yu and Yu Qingfeng how to solve the dilemma in front of Kyoto City.

Master Yu was waiting for her. She was filled with emotion when she learned what happened in the palace today.

"He's still alive..."