Chapter 401 (1/2)
A large number of drugs were sent to the refugee camps outside the city. The refugees who were lucky enough not to be infected with the plague chose to leave the border of Jincheng after getting a bag of food. Everyone wanted to live a comfortable life, but this premise was to save their lives.
In just two days, there are only 1000 refugees left. 700 of them have had direct or indirect contact with the patients with the disease. Although they also want to leave this ghost place, they are afraid of going. If they get sick on the way, they will die? If you stay here, you may have a little bit of life.
More than 300 people died every day. Not far from the refugee camp, there was a crematorium. All the dead people were put into the pit and burned to ashes, so as not to infect others again.
After all, Jane Yun has experience in this field. On the 15th day, after the death of 230 people, her and Qi Rongyue's continuously improved medicine finally took effect. The disease of the patients with the disease did not continue to worsen, and the abscess on her body began to collect water and scab. After this news was introduced into Jincheng, the people in the city burst out cheering, and everyone thanked Qi Rongyue in their hearts, Without her, they would go into the city and be destroyed.
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” emperor, Xinyang mansion suffered from serious flood damage and the people were displaced. Now there is another plague in Jincheng. I hope the emperor will pity the people and send food and medicine as soon as possible! ” Marquis Zheng spoke in front of the emperor, and his face was urgent.
He is not only worried about the people in Xinyang mansion, but also about his only son.
Chu Tian clenched his hand into a fist in Qi's sleeve, but he didn't show any detail on his face. He was still very impatient and didn't answer. He knew that even if he said something, he couldn't count it. Finally, Chu Lian was the master.
Chu Lian sits in the first place on the right of the lower stage, and the seat depicts the golden dragon, which is not much worse than the throne.
There was a trace of coldness on his face, and he hummed, ”these are all dying people. Isn't it a waste to allocate food? If this grain is sent to the barracks, enough soldiers will have a month's rations. ”
In the Manchu Dynasty, even though he was a member of the Party of Chu Lian, he also felt that the words of Chu Lian were too heartless, and the people were the foundation of the country. If he didn't even pay attention to them, how could he be strong?