After the whole sect traveled to ancient times, I led the rebellion

Muqing was short of medicine, and other cities hit by epidemics were even more short of medicine than Anping.

——Shucheng——

"Ahem. Sir, please be merciful. This is the last bit of medicine we have, and there are still so many people waiting in the clinic to get the medicine."

In a clinic in Shucheng, a middle-aged man with a sick face was coughing and reaching out to stop the refugee army.

"Get lost, are you guys qualified to take medicine?"

"My lord, these are human lives."

"roll."

The refugee army cursed.

A group of refugees ignored Du Congsheng, who looked sick, and broke into the clinic directly.

There were coughs everywhere in the clinic, most of them were patients who were sick, groaning and leaning back in their chairs.

The refugee army took the lead and walked around the patient and went to the backyard.

A lot of herbs are dried in the backyard of the clinic.

Medicine boy Du Ruo was sorting different kinds of medicinal herbs. When the refugee army arrived, the herbs in his hands were snatched away.

“My medicine!”

Du Ruo looked at the refugee army that had forced its way in, and said in an unhappy tone:

"What are you doing?"

"What are you doing? Where are the other medicines? Hand them over. The king said that he wants to collect medicinal materials from all over the world."

Du Ruo was furious. He looked at the group of robbers.

"We don't have any medicine in our small clinic, but you guys just stole it all."

His tone was contemptuous.

Some of the refugee soldiers were angered by Du Ruo:

"Be brave, this is the king's order."

The migrant soldier looked at Du Ruo, glanced back and forth, and ordered his men to arrest Du Ruo.

"Take him away. If the sickly person outside were to bring the disease to the camp, it might offend the king. This little medicine boy is just right. The camp is still in need of many doctors."

"Not only do you steal medicine, you also want to steal people. You have absolutely no respect for the law!" Du Ruo struggled hard to break free, but unfortunately the migrant soldier held his arm tightly.

Du Ruo could only watch them put the herbs into bags.

"The king's law? The king says the law is the king's law."

The refugee army brought the people and medicinal materials back to the camp.

When Du Congsheng saw his brother being caught, he rushed over with his tired and sick body.

"Why did you capture Du Ruo?"

The refugee army did not respond to Du Congsheng's words. They kicked him away in disgust:

"Unlucky! This person looks sick. I don't want to be infected with any plague."

The refugee army left the clinic with great fanfare while speaking.

Du Congsheng took a long time to get up from the ground.

Du Congsheng was a doctor in this clinic. When the plague first began to spread, he, like Tang Li, sensed that something was wrong.

Du Congsheng reported the matter to Chen Shui many times, but Chen Shui not only ignored it but also beat Du Congsheng.

After returning to the clinic, he never gave up and even wanted to ask others for help.

But before he could pass on the news, the plague spread in the area.

The disease spread very quickly.

Before Du Congsheng could recover, the clinic was crowded with people who came for treatment.

The four cities of Guangsha, Nanwei and Shudao were merely sealed off a few months ago, but when the plague broke out, even the four cities were cut off from each other, and only the refugee army was allowed to enter and exit freely.

As a result, Du Congsheng's idea of ​​passing on the message was completely blocked, just like sealing off the city.

The refugee army rarely stored medicine.

Chen Shui looked at the soldiers who were infected with the disease and initially gathered them all together and took them away to be killed.

But there were so many people infected that he himself was infected with the disease.

In Chen Shui's mind, if he doesn't have money, he can rob money; if he doesn't have medicine, he can also rob medicine.

Within one day, all the medical clinics in Shucheng were looted by the refugee army.

Many doctors were also abducted by the refugee army. For a while, all the doctors in the clinic were in danger.

Du Congsheng sighed and mixed the medicinal materials hidden in the cellar into more than a dozen portions.

After Du Ruo was captured, Du Congsheng once wanted to go to the refugee army's camp again.

But whenever he thought of the many times he had been driven away, Du Congsheng gave up this idea.

The medicine in the cellar was because it rained a few days ago and the medicine storehouse in the house was full, so he put these medicines in the cellar. He never thought that they would become life-saving medicines for countless people.

There were still a lot of people in the clinic, and Du Congsheng only diagnosed them during the day.

It was not until night that Du Congsheng dared to secretly stuff the medicine into the sleeves of the patients who were still in the clinic.

Do it all.

Du Congsheng hurried to several other clinics.

"The Du Family Clinic was also looted?"

"Yes, they not only took the medicine but also arrested many people."

Under the oil lamp, several doctors from the clinic gathered around the wooden table.

"My curator was also arrested."

"My family is the same."

The doctors from Qian and Mou clinics said.

"The refugee army is acting arrogantly. They have taken over four cities and are very arrogant. Now they have taken away all the medicine. What about the other people infected with the disease?"

Mou Songzhu's clinic was the largest, and the most herbs and doctors were stolen from his clinic.

They can cure diseases, but without medicine, they cannot.

"Brother Mou is right. This plague is coming with all its might, and the refugee army is acting this way. We have no chance of survival."

Du Congsheng's younger brother Du Ruo was also captured by the refugee army.

Du Congsheng didn't say much when he came here this time. He listened to everyone's words silently and dug out a lot of medicine bags from the rice bag in his hand.

"What is this?" Mu Songzhu was a little surprised as he watched Du Congsheng take out bags of medicine.

"This is medicine for treating colds. I only have this much of it. Share it among you."

"Du Congsheng, you can do it."

Although Mou Songzhu is still saddened by the loss of medicinal materials and people in his own clinic, it does not mean that he will not look forward.

The medicine brought by Du Congsheng can save many people.

"If Chen Shui does nothing and allows the plague to spread, more people will die." Du Congsheng said:

"I plan to ask Anping Mu Qing for help."

"Mu Qing?" Mu Songzhu thought about it carefully.

"Mu Qing is a wise man known far and wide. If we ask for help, perhaps with his kindness we can save some of the people in Shucheng.

But isn't he in Anping? Now that the city is sealed off, leaving the city is a problem, and it is even more difficult to pass on the news to Mu Qing."

"Everyone in the refugee army loves money, and you can always bribe them by bribing them repeatedly."

Du Congsheng raised his head, half of his face was covered by the light of the oil lamp and the other half was in shadow.

"Brother Du, if it's about the medicinal materials, there may be no way, but we may not need to bribe the migrant soldiers and we can get them to contact people in Anping for us."

Guo Mo, the director of the fourth clinic, who had been silent, spoke up.

Du Congsheng: "How to contact."

Guo Mo: "Songzhi, do you still remember Dr. Xia Yue who worked at the Mou family clinic five years ago?"

"Remember." Mu Songzhu nodded. Xia Yue was a good doctor, but he left after working for a few years.

Mou Songzhu tried to keep Xia Yue in the clinic.

Xia Yue was not interested in this, and Mou Songzhu was unable to keep him even though he spent a large sum of money.

Now Mou Songzhu doesn't know where Xia Yue is:

"What is the relationship between Xia Yue and the refugee army?"

Guo Mo looked at Mu Songzhu in the light of the fire:

"Xia Yue is the refugee army."