Princess Sets Poison Again

Northwest, Chishui City.

To the north of Chishui City, compared with other parts of Chishui City, this side is relatively remote and few people, so Yan Hongtian built the epidemic area here.

The simple epidemic area made of wooden boards and thatch was overcrowded, with painful wailing everywhere.

Yan Hongtian wore a black face towel and began to look at the disease.

Since receiving the letter from Bai Xianzi, he has been guarding, but did not expect that something happened in the end, and it was still an epidemic.

He didn't believe that the person had the ability to control the epidemic, but when he heard that there was an epidemic in Lanchi, he believed completely and hated the person extremely.

If he has any purpose or wants, he can come at him, why should he kill these innocent people.

Hundreds of people have died since the plague. Yan Hongtian was distressed and had not closed his eyes for a few days. He left his wife and children and stayed in the epidemic area every day. He also urged doctors to test the control as soon as possible Effective medicine for epidemic diseases.

Although the epidemic area was temporarily set up, Yan Hongtian still let people separate each room. Although simple, it can still be used for the rest of the epidemic.

Yan Hongtian advanced the most severely infected room.

"City Lord." Seeing Yan Hongtian coming in, the epidemic patients wanted to salute, but they couldn't get up weakly.

Yan Hongtian didn't mind. He walked to a woman with a sore face and said quietly, "What's the matter today?"

The woman held her five or six-year-old child beside her, and endured the pain. "It seems to be worse."

Yan Hongtian frowned, his face was heavy.

The disease in this room is the worst in the entire epidemic area. Some people die almost every day, and new people are sent in every day. The mother and child just arrived yesterday, but after one night, they seemed more serious. Already.

The little man next to the woman saw Yan Hongtian immediately pull his sleeve like a coquettishly, "I am the owner of the city."

"Yi'er, don't be rude." The woman whispered weakly, pulling her son's hand down.

Yan Hongtian didn't mean to blame, instead he held the thin child into his arms and said softly, "Where does it hurt?"

"Here." Yier immediately opened his clothes, exposing a sore.

Yan Hongtian blinked his eyes instantly and raised his voice, "Bring the ointment."

"Yes." The servant behind Yan Hongtian immediately took out a small bottle of ointment from his sleeve and passed it.

Yan Hongtian took the ointment and gently applied it to Yier's stomach.

The irritating cramps made Yi'er's face pale for a while. Although the pain was as severe as a knife, the little man bit his lips and said nothing.

Although he was young, he also knew that the ointment was good, even if he could not completely cure his ulcers, but it could relieve itching and pain for a period of time. He heard that the ointment was very precious. Even if it hurts again, he couldn't cry. Otherwise, it will live up to the painstaking efforts of the owner.

Looking at the villain's shameless face, Yan Hongtian's eyes were full of distress, and his hand movements were lighter.

"Good, it won't hurt after rubbing." Yan Hongtian helped Yier wipe the ointment and gave him a gentle blow.

"Thank you, the Lord." Feeling less painful, Yier thanked him immediately.

Yan Hongtian rubbed Yi'er's head lovingly and couldn't say a word.

An unrecognizable man reached for Yan Hongtian's robe with difficulty and shouted, "I don't want to die, you save me."

When others heard this, they followed and shouted, "The Lord of the city rescues us."

These people stared at Yan Hongtian as if they were staring at the last hope. These days they are not only tortured by the disease, but also by the demons in their hearts. They are the people closest to death in this epidemic area. Every day, they watch the people around them die one by one. I don't know when it will be my turn, what kind of torture this is.

Yan Hongtian looked at the diligent eyes of these people, and his heart seemed to block a rock.

He was also uncomfortable. As the owner of the city, he watched them suffer, but was powerless. The feeling of helplessness made him feel too incompetent.

Yan Hongtian spoke hard, and said hoarsely, "You can rest assured that I will find a way to save you."

Yan Hongtian said, dare not look at them any more, and fled to run away.

Unwilling to go to another room, Yan Hongtian went directly to the pharmacy.

In the pharmacy, several physicians are studying drugs to fight the disease.

"City Lord." Seeing Yan Hongtian coming, the doctors saluted one after another.

"How's it going?" Yan Hongtian asked with red eyes and a hoarse voice.

The doctors looked at each other, and suddenly their heads were lowered.

A doctor, headed by a doctor, trembled, "The subordinates are incompetent, and the test fails."

Yan Hongtian looked at the corpses next to him, and immediately roared with heartache, "You are killing people in grass."

The doctor's legs softened, and he immediately knelt down. "The Lord of the City spares his life."

Several other doctors also knelt down in fear.

"Waste, what's the use of staying with you?" Yan Hongtian raised his palms fiercely, and he couldn't wait to chop these wastes.

Seeing Yan Hongtian's intention to kill, the doctors shuddered like a sieve.

Following Yan Hongtian's servants immediately knelt down and begged, "The city owner is angry, give them another chance."

It's not that he has pity for these doctors, but the only doctors in the city are here. If they were all killed, the epidemic would be really helpless. By that time, it would still be those who suffer.

The doctors immediately leaned down, shaking their voices, "Please ask the city lord to give us another chance."

Yan Hong's weather kicked the doctor head off, and he sternly said, "I'll give you another chance. If you can't formulate an effective medicine, you can bury them all."

"Yes." The doctors immediately trembled.

Not wanting to look at these people anymore, Yan Hongtian left the pharmacy as soon as he shook his sleeve.

After Yan Hongtian left for a while, the doctors dared to get up.

A doctor grinned, grieving, "It seems we are really going to die here."

This plague is more terrible than tigers, and how easy is it to contain. Now they don't even say that it is a medicine to suppress the disease.

Other doctors also looked bitter and desperate.

The epidemic is so serious here, even if they are not beheaded by the city owner, I am afraid that they will be infected sooner or later, and they may die even worse.

The headed doctor frowned and said solemnly, "Don't stop talking nonsense, dispense medicine quickly."

The doctors sighed and reburied their first test.

Yan Hongtian went out of the epidemic area with serious thoughts. Since the epidemic area was built, he will not return to the city's main house, but set up a simple shed outside the epidemic area as a temporary residence.

Yan Hongtian only came to the door of the residence and met a person.