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"I know, but have you ever thought about it, you and I are one body, if something happens to you, I won't live in this world?"

Jiujiu's words made the Eighth Prince's heart skip a beat.

Thinking of the meaning of Jiujiu's words, the eighth prince felt chills all over his body.

"Don't talk nonsense." The eighth prince's eyes darkened, and his tone became a little bit more serious.

"I'm not talking nonsense." Jiujiu held the eighth prince's cold fingertips, "I just want you to know how important you are to me, Jinyou, I know you are good for me, but you also have to understand , how important you are to me, if something happens to you, I will not live, so I will go to the quarantine area with you tomorrow, okay?"

The eighth prince stared at Jiujiu.

Jiujiu's eyes were firm, without any looseness.

She told the Eighth Prince with practical actions that she would do what she said.

Seeing Jiujiu's firm attitude, the eighth prince knew that there was no room for change in this matter, so he could only sigh helplessly, "Promise me, if the epidemic is serious, you will bring Qingliu back to the capital."

Seeing the eighth prince let go, Jiujiu felt relieved, "Okay."

Logically speaking, the two haven't seen each other for a long time, so it should be better than a new love after a little farewell.

But when he thought that Jiujiu would go to the quarantine area with him to see those who had the plague tomorrow, the eighth prince felt a heavy weight in his heart.

the second day.

Staring at Jiujiu after breakfast, the Eighth Prince took Jiujiu, who had been disguised, and the imperial doctor to the quarantine area together.

Outside the isolation area, several people covered their mouths and noses with cotton veils before entering the isolation area.

The quarantine zone was made out of a small village.

The flood did not cause too much damage to the village, but the plague dealt a fatal blow to the village.

Eight out of ten people in this village got the plague.

After entering the village entrance and walking less than ten meters inward, I saw a boy with a yellow and emaciated face who looked like a dummy made of bones sitting at the door.

Seeing Jiujiu and the others come in, the boy looked at Jiujiu and the others quietly, his eyes were like ink that was too thick to melt, without any light, and then quickly lowered his head.

This is the expression of ashen ashes.

Walking into the little boy, Jiujiu saw an unusual blush on the boy's face.

Clearly, the child was infected with the plague.

And he knew very well in his heart what would happen to those infected with the plague.

The plague turned a child who was supposed to be lively and cheerful into a taciturn person waiting to die.

The appearance of the boy made everyone who came in very heavy.

The imperial doctor walked quickly to the boy, held the boy's wrist and felt his pulse.

It's just that the plague is different from ordinary illnesses. After taking the pulse, the imperial doctor couldn't tell why, so he could only try to prescribe medicine.

After the imperial doctor finished taking the boy's pulse, Jiujiu took the boy's other hand and also took the boy's pulse.

The imperial doctor took the boy's pulse, and the eighth prince stood quietly waiting for the result, but the moment Jiujiu held the boy's hand, the eighth prince's heart rose to his throat, and without even thinking about it, he pulled Jiujiu into suspicion, angry road,

"What are you doing?"

The sudden anger of the Eighth Prince left everyone present at a loss.

Jiujiu brushed away the Eighth Prince's hand holding her arm, with a long expression on her face, "I'm taking his pulse."

"For the epidemic, an imperial doctor is all you need. How can you, a young apprentice, help?"

The Eighth Prince looked at Jiujiu's hand touching the little boy's wrist, his brows raised into a small hill.

The disease is terrible not because it is difficult to cure, but because it is contagious through contact.

Men who are physically strong are not spared, let alone Jiujiu is just a weak woman.

God knows, the moment Jiujiu touched the boy just now, he was so frightened that he almost stopped breathing.

"Although I am an apprentice, I still want to do my best."

Jiujiu held the boy's wrist again, and asked softly, "Is your body hot, is your dizziness, is your mouth bitter, and is there any acne on your body?"

Although the imperial doctor also took the boy's pulse, his movements were extremely distasteful, and after the pulse was taken, he immediately wiped his hands with a handkerchief. All kinds of actions were obviously very distasteful.

And Jiujiu didn't have the slightest dislike in his actions or words, which made the boy feel for the first time what it was like to be treated equally.

Jiujiu's actions instantly made his heart that had already turned into a dry desert overgrown with grass and turned into an oasis.

The boy obediently answered Jiujiu's questions, and even told Jiujiu some of his subtle feelings.

After the boy finished speaking, Jiujiu knew what kind of disease the boy probably had.

He turned around and glanced at the prescription prescribed by the imperial doctor, and said directly, "This prescription is not good."

The imperial physicians are all well-known physicians, and they have been immersed in medical skills for decades. To be told by a little-known apprentice that the prescription is not good, no matter how good-tempered they are, they will inevitably get a little angry.

The hot-tempered Royal Physician Wang said without thinking, "You say this prescription is not good, so how should I prescribe it?"

Jiujiu looked at the child who was sitting aside, his eyes were bright because of his actions, and said, "People with epidemic diseases have fever and weak spleen and stomach. The medicine in your prescription is too heavy and hurts the spleen and stomach. Drinking it can cure fever." , but it does all kinds of harm to those who have the disease.”

Physician Wang only thought about seeing a doctor, but he didn't expect to be taught instantly about the weakness of the spleen and stomach of the epidemic patients.

"Then according to what you said, how should this prescription be formulated?"

Jiujiu pondered for a moment, picked up the pen, and quickly wrote out a prescription.

Pass the prescription to Royal Physician Wang.

Doctor Wang picked up the prescription and looked at it carefully for a moment, then repeatedly praised, "Wonderful, wonderful."

Jiujiu's prescription was improved on his own, removing herbs that were not good for the spleen and stomach, and adding warming and tonic medicines. In this way, it was indeed more subtle than his own prescription just now.

Doctor Wang is one of the most skilled doctors among the many doctors. If Doctor Wang said yes, the others naturally had no objections.

They went inside and saw that the symptoms of a few patients were similar to those of the little boy, and then prescribed the medicine according to Jiujiu's prescription.

Every morning and evening, every patient comes to receive medicine and food.

As for the patients who did not have the disease outside, as Jiu Jiu mentioned, they even drank medicine for three days to prevent the disease.

Jiujiu's prescription was already the right medicine, and the Eighth Prince asked his subordinates to keep making the medicine every day and give it to the people in the quarantine area. Good news soon came from the front.

Except for the person who was too seriously ill and died of the disease, the condition of everyone who took the medicine has improved, and even the boy who took the medicine at the beginning has been cured.

The Eighth Prince looked at Jiujiu who was sitting beside his bed dangling his calves, with deep eyes, "I see, step back."

Since the founding of the country, this is the first time that the epidemic has been conquered.

Li Qing was overjoyed and left quickly to share the good news with others.

The news that the epidemic was cured was naturally reported to the emperor.

Because it was the first time to defeat the epidemic, it was expedited at eight hundred miles.

The third prince had just arrived in the capital and told Concubine Li that the eighth prince wished to cure the epidemic, but now he is afraid that there will be bad luck.