Retired Villainess Transmigrates into a Cannon Fodder

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Chu Xiang also gave him a lot of ideas. She has done all these things and is very skilled. Any casual mention is based on experience. In just an hour, they agreed on the details of the disaster relief. Every plan is clear and straightforward to implement.

When Li Yufeng was leaving, he said to Chu Xiang, "It's really a blessing for me to grab this throne, and it's a great blessing to have you in charge of me? Xiang'er, help me think of a few beautiful things, my father the emperor. After seeing him, he will be able to live without regrets, and he will be able to go to see my mother in peace."

Chu Xiang asked, "Can't his illness be saved?"

"It can't be saved." Li Yufeng shook his head and sighed softly, "He has been overworked for decades, and his foundation has already broken down. Even if he uses Xuelian Dan, his body and bones can't support the drastic changes. Besides, I know him Very tired and tired, he has wanted to see my mother for a long time, so it may not be a good thing to stay."

Everyone has their own path they want to take, of course not the longer the better. After hearing what Li Yufeng said, Chu Xiang stopped asking. There are a lot of things to do on the throne. Send the doctor and medicinal materials first, I want to think about something. By the way, I will give you a list. These are all shops I opened. You can see the arrangement if you need it. Bai Yi also has a list. Make arrangements and help me take care of her."

"Don't worry." Li Yufeng took the list and carefully collected it, and after placing a kiss on Chu Xiang's forehead, he quickly returned to the capital.

That night, the imperial doctor, doctor and several carts of medicinal materials prepared by Li Yufeng himself were delivered to the town. The two imperial physicians and ten well-known doctors in Beijing all felt a little drum in their hearts. The name of the plague is too terrible, and the town is only allowed to enter and not to go out. under control.

The twelve doctors first asked the village chief about the situation here, and when the village chief said gratefully about Chu Xiang's actions, they couldn't help being a little surprised. They already knew that there was a Chu family here, the proprietress of Chuji Teahouse and the wife of King Xiaoyao. But they thought that the Chu family was only here to contribute money and efforts. They never expected that she could know medicine and control the plague.

As they learned about the current situation in the village, their surprise deepened. When they learned that none of the villagers at the head of the village were infected, their curiosity about Chu Xiang reached its peak, and they all went to the sick area at the end of the village to find Chu Xiang.

When they arrived at the end of the village, they saw Chu Xiang taking the pulse of the patients one by one. Some patients cried in fear and asked, "Ms. Goddess, am I, am I not good? I'm so uncomfortable, my eyes can't see clearly."

Chu Xiang smiled and fed her the decoction, and said softly, "You're fine, don't think about it. Listen to my words, take your medicine and eat well, I'll make sure you're fine."

Another person also burst into tears, "Goddess Goddess, don't lie to us, plague, how can anyone survive? If things don't go well, the whole village will be burned down. I don't want to die. My son is just full moon."

Chu Xiang stood up and looked around for a week, with a soothing power in his voice, which he conveyed to them gently, "I said it's fine, you'll be fine. Do everything as I said, and everyone here will be healed. Do you believe me?"

"Believe! Believe!" said a seven- or eight-year-old girl innocently, "Sister Fairy is the most powerful, she can even catch ghosts. I believe Sister Fairy, you must have come down to save us!"

Chu Xiang was amused by her childish words, "Yes, I'm here to save you, but I'm not a fairy. Call me Boss Chu in the future. Don't cry, help each other, and take advantage of the porridge and medicine. It's hot, I'll see you again tomorrow morning."

Chu Xiang had already sensed that someone was at the door. She put down the empty bowl and walked out the door. Seeing the doctors, she asked them what they were good at, and then assigned them tasks to dispense medicines, boil medicines, and take care of patients.

An imperial doctor couldn't help but ask, "My lord, concubine, can your prescription really cure this plague? Also, you... can catch ghosts?"

Chu Xiang nodded, "I'm here to hunt ghosts and treat them by the way. My sister was supposed to come, but she closed the pharmacy and went to the south for disaster relief, so I can only come. The prescription still needs to be changed. You don't have to question it. Just do as I say. I'll be responsible for anything that happens. Anyway, you have no better way, right?"

"Yes, then it's all up to the Queen's concubine."

"Well, you each have one of these charms, and take them with you to protect you from getting sick. Go see the patients and give them some confidence. I still have things to do. Don't come to me unless there is an emergency."

After Chu Xiang finished speaking, he left, and the twelve doctors were just thrown into the pile of patients, which should have been very scary, but they didn't know why they were not so scared. Maybe Chu Xiang's attitude was too taken for granted, or maybe Chu Xiang's aura convinced them subconsciously, several of them looked at each other, and all brought the magic amulets to see the patient.

Chu Xiang returned to his temporary house, lit the lamp and wrote a plan. To do something fruitful in a short period of time requires a lot of manpower, financial resources, and good ideas. She doesn't care about human and financial resources, she can arrange it for Li Yufeng, she just needs to filter out suitable ideas.

Of course, crops bear the brunt, which is related to the food and clothing of the common people. Every year, many people starve to death. If this can be solved, the old emperor will not be happy? After all, she also lived in a village in the 1970s, and she still knows a lot about farming.

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