Transmigrated into a female county magistrate during a famine, leading her country to prosperity

Xingning Prefecture.

The side courtyard of Jiang's residence was surrounded, and the person who gave the order was Yu Jiusi.

Li Shiyuan was also in the side courtyard.

He sat on the stone steps with his arms around his knees, staring blankly at the bluestone slabs in the yard. The surrounding walls could not block the bleak cold wind, nor could they prevent the occasional fallen leaves.

There were clearly few leaves left on the tree branches, but there were actually quite a few fallen leaves on Li Shiyuan's head and body. It was unknown how long he had been sitting there.

"Why is it like this..." He muttered, his nails digging into his palms unconsciously, "Clearly, clearly every step was according to the book, why, why... is it like this? He hasn't woken up for three days, the high fever has subsided, and his vitality is gradually declining..."

——Jiang Zhiming doesn’t have much time left.

To say “not much” is a compliment; the truth may be that it may happen right now, the next moment, tonight, or tomorrow morning.

He had taken countless pulses, and this was not the first time he had taken this kind of... fatal pulse.

Before vaccinating with cowpox, he told Jiang Zhiming and others that cowpox vaccination was risky and might fail, and the worst outcome would be death.

But apart from Jiang Zhiming himself, probably no one really thought that it would fail, and Li Shiyuan also didn't think that he would cause Jiang Zhiming to lose his life - after all, the book stated that the possibility of death from vaccination of young and middle-aged people was extremely small.

And Jiang Zhiming...is in his prime.

So their mentality cannot even be called "luck", they just want to win and survive with the people.

But now...once Jiang Zhiming died, he would be the executioner. He felt guilty towards the people of Xingning Prefecture, and he had no face to face the Jiang family and Yu Jiusi.

After walking in the world for many years, as a doctor, he should have saved lives, but he became a quack, murderer, and evil person hated by everyone.

Li Shiyuan's face suddenly became distorted, his arms unconsciously hugged his head, and he shook his head and said, "Impossible, impossible, there can't be anything wrong with the book, I must have made a mistake somewhere..."

He originally wanted to wait for the cowpox to take effect, and then tell everyone where the cowpox method came from, so that everyone would praise Lord Shen for his public morality, but...

"I can't say." Li Shiyuan's lips turned pale, and he gritted his teeth. "The cowpox method was thought up by me, and it was done by me alone. Lord Shen is far away in Tongan County and has nothing to do with this matter. Langjiang... Langjiang was just deceived by me, and he is innocent!"

"Yes, that's it." His expression suddenly became firm.

The sky was gray, making the whole world look gloomy and heavy-hearted. However, Li Shiyuan almost greedily sniffed every scent in the air and looked at every ray of light in the sky.

Yu Jiusi stood at the gate of the side courtyard and stared at Li Shiyuan, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the hilt of the sword.

There were sobbing sounds around him one after another. No one was crying loudly. Some people, such as Mrs. Jiang, covered their mouths and shed tears silently.

Silent tears are the most hurtful.

Mrs. Jiang looked at the courtyard blankly, as if she was looking at the people in the house through the window. Drops of clear tears fell from her eyes, landed on the ground, and splashed dust.

"You are a person with a smaller courage than a needle..." Mrs. Jiang's lips trembled, and she murmured, "Why do you say you don't want to live? Lang Jiang, Lang Jiang..."

She suddenly grabbed the wrist guard on Yu Jiusi's wrist tightly. The iron was cold and her fingertips trembled with ice, but she still looked at Yu Jiusi stubbornly: "Did the doctor make a mistake in the diagnosis? Isn't there another doctor? Let's let him take a look, okay? The master is most afraid of death, he won't leave like this..."

After saying that, a tear fell on Yu Jiusi's arm guard, and tears blossomed. Yu Jiusi only took one look and never dared to look again.

"Please say something..." Mrs. Jiang treated him as a life-saving straw at this time, unwilling to let go: "Is it that the doctor is unwilling? If he is unwilling, I will go find another doctor. There are dozens of doctors in the mansion. There will always be a doctor who will be willing!"

Yu Jiusi's eyes were red, but he remained silent.

He knew how to wield swords and guns, how to deploy troops and resist foreign enemies, but he did not know how to comfort the sad and desperate people.

Mrs. Jiang became more and more agitated. The next moment she suddenly let go of Yu Jiusi's arm, pushed him away and squeezed into the yard.

"If the doctor doesn't want to see him, I will go and see him myself! The master told me to wait for him calmly. Now he must be angry that I haven't taken care of him these days, so he is trying to scare us on purpose! How can I let him do what he wants!"

Seeing her rushing in desperately, Yu Jiusi finally reacted, grabbed her sleeve and pulled her back.

"Mrs. Jiang!"

In terms of strength, how can an ordinary woman compare with a martial artist?

Madam Jiang staggered, still holding onto her sleeve, refusing to let go: "You let me in, you're afraid of being infected by the master, but I'm not afraid! If, if...if it's true..."

If it's true...

What should she do? Mrs. Jiang was stunned.

To be honest, she hadn't thought about what to do. She just wanted to see it with her own eyes, to be sure...

In fact, even she herself did not understand. Didn't she always want to divorce Jiang Zhiming? Didn't she never object to Jiang Zhiming taking concubines, and even treated several concubines as sisters?

If you really love someone, how could it be like this?

But she didn't understand, if she really didn't love Jiang Zhiming, why her heart was broken at this moment, why her tears couldn't stop flowing, why her breathing was so hot that she almost fainted.

She didn't know what love was, she only knew that she didn't want Jiang Zhiming to die.

He can be timid and fearful, but he can be greedy and lustful. He can be a prefect or even a county magistrate all his life, but he cannot become a corpse that cannot laugh, talk or breathe.

Yu Jiusi still held her sleeve tightly and refused to let go. In her attempt to get the sleeve back, Mrs. Jiang's fingernails began to bleed.

The nail is about to break, in the middle, from the flesh.

"Tear--"

After both sides pulled vigorously, the delicate satin sleeves finally couldn't withstand the huge force and broke in the middle, and the white silk inside was scattered all over the floor.

Mrs. Jiang didn't even bother to look at the miserable state of her usually precious dress. She turned around and ran into the yard. The soldiers at the door raised their hands to stop them, but unexpectedly, several more people rushed up and hit their arms.

"Madam, come in quickly!" Yin'er didn't care that the other soldier was a man. She hugged the soldier's arm tightly, her face flushed red, and shouted, "We will stop him for you. Quick-quick! Go see the master! I, I don't believe that the master can't make it!"

But in the blink of an eye, Mrs. Jiang ran to Li Shiyuan, and Li Shiyuan stood up on his knees.

Her hair was disheveled, and white silk was still fluttering from her cuffs, like a light snowfall in winter, floating onto Li Shiyuan's brows, hair, and shoulders, freezing him to the point of shivering all over.

Hot tears slid down her cheeks and turned cold. Mrs. Jiang choked up and said, "You, are you going to stop me too?"

It would be a lie to say I don’t hate you.

She hated the person in front of her, but right now, she wanted to see Jiang Zhiming more.