Take the hospital back to ancient times

Chapter 273 I finally found the scapegoat

When the Xijiaofang was in chaos, the parents of the Imperial College rushed to get the news.

Chen Jinbai was really going crazy, originally he wanted his son to be imprisoned in the Imperial College for a few years, so that he would not go out to cause trouble, and then he could go back to the Jingshitang Medical Center to sit in the doctor's office honestly with a gold-plated diploma.

The result was good, it was fine to fight in groups on the first day of school, but it turned out to be even worse on the second day of school.

But he had heard that this Nizi passed the first grade of Kui in the morning assessment, which became a big joke in Bianliang City.

Before he could teach him a lesson, there was a gossip in the evening that there was a plague in Xijiaofang, and all the students of the Guozi Fangmai class, including their husband, were imprisoned.

If you ask what the ancients were most afraid of, then No. 1 must be the plague.

This represents ten deaths and nine lives, it means that the death will be miserable, and it means that you will be abandoned by the whole world.

In ancient times, there was no academician Zhong who sat in a dining car to support, and there was no old lady like Academician Li who stayed up for days and nights looking for treatment documents.

The only way to deal with it in this era is confinement, prohibiting people from the epidemic area from escaping, and then let you fend for yourself.

Everyone else can die, but his own son can't. This is not only Chen Jinbai's personal idea,
Together with the Pan family, Du family, Zhu family, Zhong family, Ye family, etc., these largest medical families in Bianliang City would not allow their children to die from an inexplicable plague.

Let’s not talk about whether they are infected or not. Even if they are infected, they will try their best to treat them. This is not only a family relationship, but also a battle to defend their reputation.

If even your own child died of a disease, how did you erect your medical family brand?

So soon, a lot of people gathered at the intersection of Xijiaofang, most of them joined in the fun, nothing could stop Bianliang people from coming to watch the fun, not even the plague.

Chen Jinbai was negotiating loudly to a general of the Forbidden Army: "General, Chen Buer is here, but you are both the grandsons of Deputy Commander Lu Zhixiao, Master Lu, please be accommodating."

The general was obviously in a dilemma:
"Doctor Chen, it's not that I'm unkind, but it's Prime Minister Cui's death order to seal off the scene. If I let one person out, if the infection spreads, our Bianliang City will be over."

Pan Wenlong was even more anxious, because his son, daughter, and a wife and nephew were all inside. These are three lives.

"General, general, don't worry, we are all medical clinics in Bianliang City, plague, plague, if they are infected, we can cure them ourselves, and we will definitely not infect others."

Du Xiangchen and Zhu Liangji also bowed again and again: "General, how about you let our children come out first, and we don't leave Xijiaofang, how about finding a house at this intersection for isolation and observation?"

"This……"

Marquis Yu of the Forbidden Army hesitated a bit: "Then you wait a moment, I'll go and inquire."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jun, you've worked hard." After Chen Jinbai finished speaking, a silver ticket was stuffed into the general's hand.

At the same time, Su Anguo, Minister of Taichang Temple, had already lost his temper in Huimin Pharmaceutical Bureau.

Huimin Pharmacy is under the name of Taichang Temple. Now that something happened to Huimin Pharmacy, the plague has spread to the whole place, and even Su Anguo can't escape.

What's more, he also got the money from the Huimin Pharmaceutical Bureau, and he couldn't get rid of the deficit of the strategic reserve medicine. What the court likes to do is to find scapegoats.

Anyway, the emperor is always right, and the prime minister is always wise, so those who do bad things and do wrong things are always the people below.

"Lu Enyu, you idiot, what are you going to do now? Has your conscience been eaten by a dog? Are you a little too courageous? You are asked to reserve the amount of medicine for ten thousand people for seven days. Now you have used up hundreds of people in half a day. ?”

Mr. Lu was sweating profusely, bowing his head repeatedly to admit his mistake, but he was cursing in his heart: "Bastard, how much do I get? There is no change from you."

"And you, you didn't even notice that the plague happened next to the Huimin Pharmacy? If it spread to the whole city, how many people would die? Is this how you do business? Is this how you face Jun En?"

All the medical officers in Huimin Pharmaceutical Bureau also stooped and kept begging for mercy.

Su Anguo finished scolding, gritted his teeth and asked in a low voice:
"Tell me, what should we do now? Such a big deficit must be made up? Is your family spit out the money and buy the goods immediately, or what should we do? There must be a charter?"

Everyone below is scolding their mothers, so much money should be shared equally among them. Doesn't this make them vomit blood?
When Lu Enyu saw that something was wrong, the old fox wanted to get rid of the golden cicada's shell and threw the pot out, so he had to find a way to save himself.

"Master Su, in fact, there is another way for my subordinates. Not only can it make up for the shortfall, but it can also solve the problem of insufficient manpower. The point is that we don't need to spend money."

Su Anguo looked contemptuous when he heard this: "Lord Lu, do you think I'm a fool? Is there such a good thing in the world?"

"My lord, you forgot that the group of students from the Imperial College are all staying in the backyard now, and all of them have been imprisoned. Their family members have been arguing outside for a long time, and they want to take their children back."

Su Anguo, an old man in the officialdom, immediately recognized the smell: "You mean..."

Lu Enyu approached and whispered:

"What I mean is, let the major medical centers in Bianliang City contribute their efforts and medicines. If they want to save their children, they must help us deal with the plague. Otherwise, no one will run away. Prime Minister Cui also acquiesces in this matter. Yes, absolutely no trouble."

Su Anguo patted his thigh: "This method is wonderful, what are you going to do?"

Lu Enyu smirked a few times:

"In this West Jiaofang, about 400 people have the plague. At that time, each medical center will be responsible for 50 people, and there will be at least eight people from the medical center outside. Isn't this just a good way to distribute all the patients to them? We will You can free your hands."

"What if these hospitals refuse to submit?"

"Unwilling to submit? Then their children will die in this Xijiaofang. We represent the imperial court. A medical clinic that refuses to work is against the imperial court, against the common people in the world, and is without morality and character." At that time, the master of Taichang Temple will have a reason to seal down their medical center!"

Otherwise, the worst are often the insiders, because they know where your seven inches are.

When Su Anguo heard it, he really burst into a smile,
"Okay, okay, I will do as you said. If anyone refuses to contribute in the face of national crisis, he will commit suicide. When the time comes to publicize it, his saliva will kill them. No one cares about the responsibility of your Huimin Pharmaceutical Bureau. Alright, this trick to divert conflicts is really fun~~"

"Hahaha~~~"

The people in Huimin Pharmacy laughed, and they finally found a scapegoat. This is definitely a gratifying thing.

(End of this chapter)