Aunt Chen is back from the world of cultivation

There were also many plague patients with milder symptoms who were also rushing to Huimin Pharmacy.

There is no way. It only takes a few days for the plague to develop into a serious illness. Their current symptoms are mild, but they may become serious soon. It is better to be prepared if they are cured quickly.

Butcher Wang recovered, but when he came back, he found that his wife had also been infected with the plague, so he followed everyone else and sent his wife to the Huimin Pharmacy.

The people in Tong'an Street are generally ordinary people and they don't have horse-drawn carriages. Nowadays, many people have to go to Huimin Pharmacy, but they can't rent a car and can only walk.

By the time they arrived outside Huimin Pharmacy, carrying or lifting their patients, it was already dawn.

Seeing the scene before them, Wang the Butcher and others were dumbfounded.

At least six or seven thousand people had gathered outside the Huimin Pharmacy.

Some came carrying patients on their backs, some carried patients on door panels, some pushed patients in wheelbarrows, and some came in horse-drawn carriages.

Those people and their carriages blocked the road outside the gate of Huimin Pharmacy.

They couldn't even get within a hundred feet.

Butcher Wang had just left here. He was a little more familiar with Huimin Pharmacy than the others, so he took another cleverer neighbor and squeezed to the front to inquire about the situation.

After returning, both of them looked worried.

"Alas, the situation is not good. They say they are still treating the critically ill patients staying in Huimin Pharmacy. Those of us who brought our own people here have to wait."

When the neighbors heard this, they were immediately disappointed:

"How long will it take?"

"I don't know. If we count based on the number of people living there before, there must be several thousand people. If we count 3,000 people, only 200 people can enter the Divine Mist at a time. Add the preparation time, and we will have to wait at least five hours."

"If we add the people ahead of us, even if only half of them need treatment, we will probably have to wait another four or five hours."

"Besides, if those officials cut in line, we will have to wait even longer."

Queue-jumping was almost inevitable, and officials' families and servants would definitely have priority over them.

After this calculation, everyone couldn't help but look worried.

Someone suggested:

"This is taking too long. Why don't we go back and come back later?"

As soon as these words came out, they were immediately laughed at by the people in the team ahead, who said sarcastically:

"Hurry back and make room for the people coming behind you!"

As they were talking, they heard the sound of horse hooves and wheels behind them.

Looking back, I saw several carriages and wheelbarrows coming towards this side from dozens of feet away.

The person who originally proposed it suddenly stopped talking.

There were more than three million people living in the capital, and no one knew how many people had been infected with the plague.

Now, the news of the appearance of the God of Du'e has just spread, and people from all directions are rushing here.

"Oh my god, looking at this situation, if we go back and come back, we will definitely have to wait more than ten hours."

Others pointed out the key point more sharply:

"If it's just waiting, it's nothing. The scary thing is that you can't wait."

"What do you mean?" someone asked in confusion.

"What I mean is, no one knows how long the divine mist bestowed by the God will last. If it disappears before it's our turn to treat it..."

Hearing this, everyone's heart tightened.

If they were gone, wouldn't they just be waiting to die?

No wonder I saw so many people looking nervous and anxious just now, and some were kowtowing and muttering something about asking for God’s blessing.

Butcher Wang and his companions immediately knelt down and kowtowed, begging:

"God! The merciful and compassionate God of Deliverance!"

"Please bless us and don't stop the magic mist until we are cured!"

There are many people like Butcher Wang and his neighbors.

If you think about it a little more, you can't help but worry that the divine mist bestowed by the God will suddenly disappear.

People were bowing and kowtowing everywhere, praying for God's blessing.

Many people are regretting their decision.

If they had known that the deity would appear, why would they run away?

If he had been taken to Huimin Pharmacy earlier, perhaps he would have been cured by now, and there would be no need to be so worried.

Unfortunately, it's too late to regret now.

*

In fact, it is not just the people waiting for treatment who are anxious.

Even Emperor Yong'an, the supreme ruler, felt uneasy after the initial excitement and novelty.

As soon as he returned to the palace, the Minister of War Pang Shengrong came to ask for instructions:

"Your Majesty, now that the Divine Master has appeared, do you think you should take this opportunity to clear your name once again?"

Emperor Yong'an was always stubborn and did not like his ministers to act on their own.

Pang Shengrong had average ability, but he was able to be promoted to the important second-rank position of Minister of War because he understood the emperor's mind well.

Without waiting for Emperor Yong'an to answer, he flattered sincerely:

"In my opinion, as soon as the plague in the capital was in danger of getting out of control, the God of Du'e immediately appeared to save us. This is because Your Majesty is blessed with great fortune and is deeply blessed by God!"

Emperor Yong'an did not look relieved by this.

Instead, he frowned and thought for a long time before saying:

"No need, don't do anything this time."

He knew very well whether the Lord Du'e showed his divine power because of him.

It would have been fine in the past. Although he felt it was magical at that time, he felt more that the Lord Du'e was just a distant legend.

There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with using the God to clear one's name.

But now, the God has obviously arrived in the capital.

When he appeared as a saint, he clearly said that he came to save the people from suffering, and did not mention himself at all.

If he continues to flatter himself, he will easily end up making things worse.

If the God takes back the divine mist in anger, not only will the capital city fall into the plague crisis again, but the King of Shu hiding in the dark will also rebel and spread rumors that he is disliked by the God.

He would never take any risk at this time.

Thinking of this, Emperor Yong'an frowned and suddenly felt uneasy.

It would have been fine if I hadn't thought about the possibility that the God might take back the divine mist, but now that I think about it, I feel that this possibility is not impossible.

After all, no one can predict the actions of an unknown god.

If the God really took back the divine mist for some reason he didn't know, and took it back after he went to Huimin Pharmacy, the Shu King's rebels would definitely accuse him of offending the gods and implicating the people.

Moreover, the capital city will also fall to the plague.

After thinking for a while, Emperor Yong'an ordered:

"Pang Shengrong, go and gather 30,000 imperial guards to the city and wait for orders."

Once Lord Du'e interrupts the healing divine mist, he must immediately control all the plague patients attracted by Lord Du'e.

When the critical moment comes, even if harsh measures have to be taken, the plague must be prevented from spreading further in the capital.

He also instructed his trusted eunuch Wang Zhong:

"Wang Zhong, you go to Huimin Pharmacy and guard it yourself. Each treatment must be carried out with at least 200 people. No one is allowed to be treated specially! You must make full use of the divine mist to treat more plague patients!"

"Anyone who dares to make trouble and waste time will be thrown directly into the Imperial Prison!"

These words are directed at the powerful people in Beijing.

In the past, he was willing to indulge them because the things they usually did did not cause too much trouble.

Since they were loyal to him, he would naturally give them some benefits.

Now that the safety of the capital and the stability of his throne are at stake, he will never let anyone cause trouble.

Before Wang Zhong left, he reminded him again with concern:

"Send someone back every hour to report the situation on the scene to me."

*

Not only did Emperor Yong'an keep an eye on Huimin Pharmacy, Chen Qingzhu also asked the Yan family to send people to keep an eye on it to prevent her from noticing any accidents in time.

The Yan family was also helpful and came to report a situation the next day.

Originally, the God had ordered that the divine mist could only treat those with serious illnesses.

However, some powerful families secretly mixed their own patients with mild symptoms into the group.

This behavior is undoubtedly a waste of the life-saving fog.