You are asked to marry in place of the tyrant, and you allow the tyrant to send you to marry?

"Little friend, don't be afraid, open your mouth, ah..."

“Xiao Hao was just infected with the plague, and the situation is still under control.

Don't worry, I'll write you a prescription and have someone make a decoction for you. You'll feel better after taking it for three days."

Du Qingwan had just finished examining a three-year-old child, and just as she finished her words, another group of refugees were about to rush in.

Fortunately, Wanyan Bixiu saw that the situation was not right and had already arranged for guards to come down to protect the safety of the two.

Otherwise, Du Qingwan would definitely be torn to pieces by the refugees, and not even her body would be left.

"Stop pushing! If you take another step forward, we'll use our swords!"

Wanyan Bixiu shouted loudly and quickly drew his sword and pointed it at the refugees.

Seeing this, the refugees retreated in fear and trepidation.

"General Wanyan, please step back first. Everyone, please be patient!

I am the King of Loulan, and she is my queen. With us here, no one dares to hurt any of you!"

Fearing that the refugees would get anxious and angry and accidentally hurt Du Qingwan, Wanyan Hongze quickly stepped forward and spoke loudly.

The scene soon fell into chaos, with various voices emerging one after another, almost all of which questioned Wanyan Hongze.

But Wanyan Hongze ignored those voices. After scanning the whole audience with his sharp eyes, he continued to speak:

"Since you have chosen Loulan and believe that we can take you in, then you must trust us absolutely!"

“The queen has promised to treat you, and we have to give her some time!

I have just asked someone to make some porridge, and you can all go over there and have a bowl now!"

While speaking, Wanyan Hongze pointed to the city gate not far away and tried to force a smile.

When they heard that there was free porridge, the refugees rushed over with joy on their faces.

As a result, there were relatively fewer refugees queuing up for treatment, and Du Qingwan's pressure was greatly reduced.

"My Queen, can you please take a look for me first?

I've been feeling dizzy lately, I can't stand steadily, and I'm always nauseous and vomiting. Have I also been infected with the plague?"

Just then, an old woman suddenly staggered in front of Du Qingwan, her dirty face covered with haggardness.

At this time, Du Qingwan was already very tired and even felt that she could not bear it any longer.

When she saw the old woman's pale face, she immediately gave up the idea of ​​taking a break.

"Old man, please give me your hand, I'll take a look at it first."

Du Qingwan tried hard to force a smile and pretended to be calm.

But soon, she could no longer remain calm.

"Old man, your symptoms are very serious.

If he doesn’t get treatment right away, he won’t survive more than three days.”

When Du Qingwan was taking the old woman's pulse just now, she was scared half to death.

She treated a number of refugees in succession, but they all had mild symptoms and were not as serious as she had imagined.

But this old woman's pulse and complexion were obviously very different from those of others.

Du Qingwan didn't know what to do for a moment.

I was thinking to myself, if I were to treat everyone one by one, it would take an eternity.

Instead of wasting time on careful diagnosis and treatment of each one, it is better to divide these refugees into several levels according to the severity of their illness.

Then, according to the severity of the illness, we would boil the medicine directly and let them take it together, which would save a lot of trouble.

Moreover, the efficiency of unified treatment is naturally much higher than that of one-by-one treatment, and more patients can be saved.

"What should I do now? Doctor, please save me!

I also have a child who is under ten years old, and his father just passed away yesterday.

If I die, what will happen to my children?"

Hearing that she didn't have much time left, the old woman became anxious instantly.

She narrated her suffering with tears and snot.

Seeing this, everyone present became unusually quiet.

Everyone lowered their heads silently, as if they were also thinking about their future path.

After all, they had escaped from the North.

Unfortunately, he was infected with the plague and is now homeless.

Among these refugees, there are old and young people, and the rest are all women who are powerless and some young and middle-aged people who have lost their ability to work.

"Old man, calm down! I said I would save you, and I will do my best, okay?"

Fearing that the old woman might get too emotional and disrupt the rhythm, Du Qingwan quickly tried to comfort her.

After the old woman calmed down, Du Qingwan stood up suddenly, walked quickly to the middle of the refugees, and shouted loudly:

"Everyone must listen to me now. We should stop seeing patients one by one. That will waste too much time!"

“You guys do this, I’ll divide the area for you.

You guys go to that area on your own initiative, I will make you some medicine and monitor your condition together."

Du Qingwan pondered for a long time and finally decided to provide centralized treatment for these refugees.

Fortunately, the refugees were cooperative. They immediately kept quiet and consciously lined up in a long queue.

"If anyone is found to be seriously ill later, I will put him in the intensive care unit for critical care.

Now, please come up one by one. I will first classify you into those who are infected and those who are not..."

After nearly two hours of classification, Du Qingwan finally classified all the refugees.

In order to prevent the refugees from running around and possibly causing cross infection, Du Qingwan asked Wanyan Hongze to vacate some houses to isolate these refugees.

By the time all this was done, it was already getting dark.

Night fell quietly and it was eerily quiet.

Tianze Palace

"Wan'er, you insisted on letting the refugees into the city today and arranged for them to live in the quarantine area. Will there be any problem?"

"If they move around, they might spread the plague to our people in Loulan."

"If that time really comes, you won't be able to save so many people by yourself!"

As soon as Du Qingwan sat down, Wanyan Hongze, who was following closely behind her, couldn't help but ask.

The issue he is most worried about now is the problem of cross-infection among refugees, the consequences of which would be absolutely disastrous.

But Du Qingwan didn't seem to be worried about these things. Instead, she was more worried that these refugees were not only infected with the plague, but there might be other conspiracies...

But in order not to make Wanyan Hongze worry, Du Qingwan just smiled foolishly and did not express her concerns.

“I’m Wan Yan Hongze, I’m a doctor, a miracle doctor!

Do you think I can't cure that little plague?"

After drinking a cup of tea, Du Qingwan pinched Wanyan Hongze's shoulder with one hand and lifted his chin with the other, as if smiling.

She has always been very confident in curing diseases and saving lives.

"I did not mean that……"

Wanyan Hongze was really embarrassed and just smiled foolishly.

He really didn't know how to tell Du Qingwan.

But he was indeed worried that the refugees would spread the plague to the people of Loulan, and the situation would then be out of control.

"Oh! Wanyan Hongze, don't worry!

I know what you are worried about, but I assure you that those refugees will not only not spread the plague to the people of Loulan, but will also be of great use to you in the future, OK?"

What made Wanyan Hongze completely speechless was that Du Qingwan would actually say such shocking words.

Of course he doesn't understand!

"They are just a bunch of refugees. How can I use them?"

Wanyan Hongze pondered for a few seconds, but still couldn't figure it out.

He really couldn't understand what was going on in Du Qingwan's mind, let alone what Du Qingwan was planning.

"Oh, don't ask so many questions, you will know when the time comes!"

Wanyan Hongze wanted to continue asking questions, but Du Qingwan immediately blocked all his questions.

Helpless, Wanyan Hongze was stunned and very puzzled.

"No, Du Qingwan, why do I feel like you are hiding something from me? Have you discovered something wrong with the refugees?"

Wanyan Hongze didn't know where this idea came from, and his eyes became suspicious when he looked at Du Qingwan.

Du Qingwan was flustered when she heard this: "Ah?"

The next second, she could only play dumb and didn't know what was going on.