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The remaining few officers received the order, rushed forward with weapons in hand, and began to besiege Zhao Huaijin.

"What a rebellion! How dare you fight me!"

Zhao Huaijin cursed and started to fight. Although his martial arts skills were not the best, they were more than enough to deal with these officers.

In a short while, all the officers were beaten and lay on the ground wailing, unable to get up.

"Who are you? I don't remember there being someone like you in Gusu City!" The leading officer looked at Zhao Huaijin, who was unharmed, with a wary look on his face.

"You are not worthy of knowing my name. Hurry up and inform your master and ask him to organize a rescue."

"Humph! Who are you trying to scare? Lord Lan's order to us is to burn all the people in the city to death without leaving any alive! Don't even think about bluffing me!"

"What? Lan Chengan said that?"

"Of course, the officials and the rich people in this city have already evacuated in advance. There is no point in saving these remaining unruly people. They should be burned to death!"

Zhao Huaijin was secretly shocked. This servant was Lan Chengan's dog. He would bite wherever he was pointed.

Since this person dared to say so, it proved that Lan Chengan really meant this.

This Lan Chengan is so bold!

"I advise you again, go and tell Lan Cheng'an to rescue them, otherwise don't cry and beg for mercy when the time comes."

The officers looked at each other and decided to report to Lan Chengan. After all, the identity of the man in front of them did seem extraordinary.

After the officials left, Zhao Huaijin comforted the frightened people.

"Fellow villagers, please go to the south square and wait. I... my wife and I will bring the medicine to you in a while."

People looked at each other, like frightened birds, and no one dared to move.

"Please believe me, folks. We don't have time. If we wait any longer, one more person may die!"

After a long silence, an old man who looked somewhat prestigious stood up.

"We'll just listen to this young master. Since it has come to this, we might as well take a gamble."

When everyone heard this, they realized that this was indeed the case, so they turned around and walked towards the square.

Zhao Huaijin returned to the warehouse and carried the man on his back, intending to move them together and wait for Song Qingwan with everyone else.

"Ajin."

When Song Qingwan's tired voice sounded, Zhao Huaijin felt happy. He turned around and saw Song Qingwan standing in front of him with a pale face.

"Awan!"

Zhao Huaijin threw the man on his shoulder to the ground and stepped forward to hug the weak Song Qingwan.

The man's head hit the ground with a thud, and the fall actually woke him up.

"Water...water..."

Song Qingwan hurried over and helped the man up.

"Ajin, saving people is the most important thing, get some water quickly."

Zhao Huaijin didn't dare to delay and quickly took the water and handed it to Song Qingwan.

Song Qingwan first took out the pill from her sleeve, then pried open the man's mouth and stuffed the pill down his throat, then took the kettle and poured some water into him until the man swallowed the pill.

"All right, Jin! He'll be fine in three days."

Zhao Huaijin's expression remained solemn. He thought of Lan Cheng'an's order. If they developed the medicine, would they be able to save the people of this entire city?

"Awan, let's go quickly. I have placed those people in the square. Lan Cheng'an wants to burn them all to death!"

"What? Let's go then!"

Despite her weak body, Song Qingwan followed Zhao Huaijin to the square and began to feed medicine to the people. The machines in the space laboratory were still running, so she took out a part of it first.

At first everyone was still hesitant, until Song Qingwan revealed Zhao Huaijin's identity. The prince was the same as them, so what was there to be afraid of?

In this way, the medicine was distributed smoothly. Those who could take it by themselves took it by themselves, and Song Qingwan helped those who didn't have the strength to eat to swallow it. After half a day of busy work, everyone had taken the medicine.

"Ajin, everything should be fine here. Let's go to the city and check if there are still people who haven't come out. We need to distribute more medicine."

"Awan, I have to keep an eye on Lan Chengan. If he gets desperate, it will be bad."

"Can you do it yourself? We only brought these few guards with us on this trip..."

"Don't worry, I have a way."

"Then be careful."

Song Qingwan looked at Zhao Huaijin's receding back and nodded with satisfaction. It is a blessing for the people that the Great Sage has Zhao Huaijin.

Although Zhao Huaijin may seem a little cocky on a daily basis, he has great sense of justice in his heart and he is a member of the royal family who truly cares about the people.

Zhao Huaijin stood in front of the closed city gate and looked around carefully. There was not a single soldier guarding the city. He went forward to check the gate and found that it was locked from the outside.

"These bastards, do they really want me to die here?" Zhao Huaijin pulled the door hard, but found that it couldn't be opened.

He stepped back and whistled. After a while, a man climbed over the city wall and knelt in front of Zhao Huai.

"Master"

"Awu, go to the camp west of the city and take my token to find General Yan and ask him to bring 500 soldiers to rescue me."

"Yes, master."

Awu took the token and disappeared in a few flashes.

Since entering the Jiangnan area, Zhao Huaijin asked Awu to hide. As his name suggests, Awu is very skilled in martial arts, and the several-meter-long city wall is no problem for him.

After Zhao Huaijin finished all this, he rushed to Song Qingwan to help. Song Qingwan here had gathered all the living people in the city and distributed medicine to them.

Some young and strong people began to spontaneously come forward to help, and they also realized that the girl in front of them really wanted to save them.

Since the officials are unreliable, we can only save ourselves.

After rescuing the living, Zhao Huaijin began to organize people to go into the city and check every household, and take the dead to an open place.

Song Qingwan watched all this and tears silently flowed down her face. This turned out to be a disaster. She wanted to save everyone, but her power was too small. What kind of hell on earth was this!

Song Qingwan knew that now was not the time to be sad, so she stood in the crowd and shouted.

"Are there any doctors or infirmaries among us?"

"Yes, it's us two." Two middle-aged men who looked relatively healthy stood up.

"Please follow me to the clinics and pharmacies in the city to collect herbs. This city needs to be disinfected, otherwise the plague will come back again!"

"Miss Song, we'll go with you!"

The two doctors also understood the current situation, and as medical professionals, they should step forward.

Song Qingwan nodded with satisfaction. She took two doctors and began to search the city to find all the herbs that could be used for disinfection. Then everyone worked together to set up a big pot.

At this moment everyone is involved. Everyone is the rescued person and everyone is the rescuer.

The sky gradually darkened. Song Qingwan and Zhao Huaijin had finished everything and were almost exhausted.

At the same time, why did Lan Chengan, who was outside the city, not take any action? Was it because he had a change of heart? Of course not, he was planning to massacre the city.