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Chapter 174 Ordinary Wind Chill

"It's just that I don't have a handbook." Lu Jingmo's thin lips curled slightly, and he pulled out the saber from his waist.

"But this alone."

Under the sunlight, the cold sword body glowed with white light, and the golden hilt also shone brightly, cold and noble.

It is Shuotian, which represents the imperial power.

The sharp point of the sword pointed directly at Lu Jingan, and the man in white clothes, who looked like a fairy, said slowly:
"Now, can Gu Neng go to investigate?"

Lu Jingan gritted his teeth, unwilling to say: "Yes..., of course."

Only then did Lu Jingmo retract the sword in satisfaction, raised his eyes, and said softly, "Lead the way."

……

In a relatively remote place where there are many houses, the air is filled with an unpleasant smell of medicine, and people's painful wailing is everywhere.

Soldiers with cloth covering their faces dutifully guarded the entrance from afar.

"It's people with milder illnesses who don't have rooms to spare and just keep them outside."

Physician Hu pointed to the short sheds made of temporary cloth. Some of the sheds had several stretchers in front and on both sides, and the people lying on them coughed heart-piercingly from time to time.

"Step aside!"

"Get out of the way!"

Several soldiers rushed out of a closed door carrying three stretchers, and shouted at them in a hurry.

Lying on the stretcher was a person covered with a white cloth, with red blood stasis on his hanging arms.

"Son."

Fu Ling, who backed away from the stretcher, grabbed Mo Xingchu's sleeve in fear.

Even though he came from the Valley of Miraculous Doctors, and he knew many complications of the plague under the influence of his young master, he was still a little scared when he saw it with his own eyes.

"Nothing, don't be afraid."

Mo Xingchu stood aside indifferently, neither pity for the person on the stretcher nor fear appeared on his beautiful face.

There was no trace of emotional ups and downs.

"Ah!" Doctor Hu looked at the stretcher that was getting farther and farther away, knowing that the corpse was going to be carried to the incineration place and burned, so he let out a long sigh.

This is another person who couldn't stand it anymore and passed away.

Mo Xingchu walked to a low shed, ran through the gap of the hanging curtain, and observed the patient.

A quarter of an hour later.

He walked up to Doctor Hu and said softly:

"The junior has already thought of a prescription."

Imperial Physician Hu who was arguing with other imperial physicians immediately stopped the quarrel, turned around and said in surprise:
"Have you thought about it so quickly?"

"Yes." Mo Xingchu nodded lightly, "Senior, please ask someone to bring you a pen and ink."

"Oh, good, good."

Imperial Physician Hu was obviously a little excited, and hurriedly turned to tell the servant behind him.

"Quick! Get your pen and ink!"

After shouting this sentence, she couldn't wait to ask Mo Xingchu:

"Young master, can you tell me what the prescription is?"

Her attitude was very modest, and the imperial doctor who had just denied the prescription by her immediately said dissatisfiedly:
"He is a man, and he is so young, what good prescription can he come up with?"

"You..." Imperial Physician Hu was afraid that she would offend Mo Xingchu, and was about to scold her sharply, when she heard a male voice that was pleasant to hear.

"When the younger generation observed the patients in the low shed, they found that when they coughed and wheezed, there was no blood but thick phlegm. When they walked and moved, they often supported their waists or beat their legs. Coupled with their fever symptoms, it can almost be concluded that this It's a common cold, not a highly contagious plague."

"The patients in the room are suffering from the highly contagious plague."

Mo Xingchu stood quietly with a steady voice.

But Imperial Physician Hu and another imperial physician showed suspicion at the same time.

"Master Hu." The imperial doctor taunted, "Where did you find a half-baked guy?"

"I can't even tell the difference between common cold and plague."

(End of this chapter)