After the death escape, I became the white moonlight of the crazy tyrant

The memories before the time travel are all very distant.

No, you can’t say that either.

Useful knowledge has always been engraved in her mind and she uses it, while those illusory knowledge are consciously forgotten.

After all, she was destined not to go back. There was no benefit in daydreaming all day long. It would be better to be down-to-earth and adapt to the local customs.

No wonder the system said she had to come, because she had seen similar cases of this disease before and had learned about the relevant situation from her medical student friends.

She herself is a sickly person in modern times, but after suffering from illness for a long time, she became a doctor and has some basic skills.

No matter how things change, the essence remains the same. If you apply it, you may get unexpected results.

The only trouble now is that she doesn't know much about the medicinal herbs of the Da Zhao era. If the names are different, if she rashly says them out, it may lead to serious consequences.

Thinking of this, Wen Hemian came back to his senses and looked at the prefect: "You did a good job. Let someone report the situation to the imperial physician truthfully. You guys stay and take a look at the situation here. The rest of you disperse and go to other greenhouses to take a look."

Wen Hemian asked a few people to stay and arranged the next things in an orderly manner. Hearing his gentle and steady voice, the prefect felt much more at ease and quickly replied, "Yes."

Next, she took people to visit several other greenhouses. They were all handled properly and fumigated with herbs to prevent the disease from spreading further.

After the inspection, Wen Hemian immediately ordered the people around him: "Go and find me some basic herbal books, preferably with pictures."

The people who followed were all selected by Xie Lang himself. They were obedient and useful. Without further investigation, he immediately collected a bunch of books for her according to Wen Hemian's instructions.

He didn't even have time to eat. After washing up, he started to look through the documents in a hurry.

The system quietly strolled in from the carriage, and was caught by Wenwen Hemian as soon as it showed its tail.

While flipping through the book, she still had time to ask, "You knew I'd seen this disease? Isn't this a bit of a coincidence?"

The system remained calm despite being suspected many times: "It is quite a coincidence. But isn't that a bad thing? Host, admit it, you actually care about the people here."

The system speaks frankly. After spending a few years with her, she has seen through Wen Hemian's true nature. In fact, she has long had feelings for this world.

Wen Hemian glanced at it and said, "Nonsense, they are all living people. They are standing in front of me one by one. I can't help but care."

What she saw in the book was superficial, but the people in front of her were real flesh and blood. To her, this place was no different from her second hometown. She had lived here for more than ten years, so how could she not have any feelings for it?

It would be fine if she didn't have the ability, but given her position, she should always do what she can.

The system remains silent.

It jumped onto the table, raised its head, and slapped the book with its paws: "Tell me what you are looking for, and I will help you find it."

Although the world's rules have limitations, they are not completely without loopholes. Based on years of cooperation, the system does not mind helping her.

Wen Hemian was startled for a moment, then smiled: "Thank you. Please help me find these herbs..."

After each person and each system worked hard all night, they finally put together the formula. The world in the book was no different from the pure fictional one, with only a few names being similar. Thanks to the guard for finding a complete book, they didn't have to spend too much effort.

Wen Hemian took a nap on the table for a while, and woke up in a daze at dawn. He put on a cloth, grabbed the prescription and walked out.

The imperial doctors were also busy, basically taking turns on duty. The most authoritative one among them was the judge of the Imperial Hospital. She found him and handed him the prescription.

"This is a method I read in a book before. Do you think it's feasible?"

Wen Hemian had a good temper and an easy-going personality. The Imperial Hospital had received favors from her several times, so she didn't say that she was an outsider. Instead, she picked up the prescription carefully and read it. The more she read, the brighter her eyes became.

The Imperial Hospital Judge was so excited that his beard trembled: "This method is very novel. I have never heard of it before, but it seems feasible. Let's find someone to try it!"

After saying this, he looked at Wen Hemian with a bit of admiration and a bit of desire: "I would like to ask you, Lord Wen, where did you read this method? Could you let me take a look? If it is inconvenient, I will apologize for the offense."

People who study medicine always have some inexplicable pursuit in art.

It was just an excuse. Wen Hemian had no place to find books for everyone, so he had to say tactfully: "It's a pity that the book is no longer available. But I wrote down some of the contents on it. When I have time in the future, I will write it down for you."

In the past, Wen Hemian was more busy with court affairs and didn't pay much attention to this aspect. Now, she suddenly realized that the methods she remembered could bring more inspiration to the imperial doctors.

As a country becomes more prosperous, its medical standards must also keep pace.

The judge of the Imperial Hospital thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you, Lord Wen. I will go find someone to test the medicine right away!"

The prescription came to a temporary end, and Wen Hemian went to see the prefect to inquire about the situation.

“Is the person who first got sick still alive?”

The prefect shook his head: "They have already gone. I ordered the bodies to be burned."

It’s not surprising that the world of the book also has ways to deal with infectious diseases.

"Then can you take me to where that person lives?"

The prefect agreed without hesitation: "Master Wen, please follow me."

We rode there, the streets were deserted and we arrived at the place in no time.

Wen Hemian frowned and found that it was a low and dilapidated little house that looked like it would collapse at any time. She dismounted to check and found the house was in a mess and had a foul smell.

The prefect said, "This man is a notorious lazy fellow in the surrounding area. He is almost thirty and still hasn't married. His family is also a disgrace."

Wen Hemian nodded: "I can see that."

She quickly glanced around and suddenly heard a squeaking sound. She walked over quickly and kicked the pile of debris, and two huge rats suddenly rushed over.

The guards around him were even faster, they drew their swords and threw them out, pinning both of them to the ground.

The prefect exclaimed, "How come it's so big!"

Wen Hemian didn't answer him, but asked: "Did the coroner perform an autopsy at the time? Did he have any unknown injuries on his body? Did it look like he was bitten by a rat?"

The prefect clapped his hands upon hearing this: "There really is a scar! But he said he got it carelessly..."

The case has almost been solved at this point. Rats carry many kinds of pathogens, which are transmitted through bites. Then the virus can be spread again through the droplets of infected people or even skin contact. The plague that Wen Hemian had learned about before is similar to this.

It seems to be the instinct of most people to avoid seeing a doctor and conceal the situation. It is no wonder that the doctor did not see this, after all, ancient medical technology had limitations.

She made a prompt decision: "Send people to catch rats, and sprinkle herbal water all over the place where the rats are caught. Rats are cunning, so be careful not to talk about them."

Wen Hemian did not forget that this little thing has a high IQ and is said to have a vengeful mentality.

The prefect was a reasonable person: "I will prepare it right away!"

Things are in full swing here, with drug testing and rat catching going on at the same time. Fortunately, Wen Hemian brought some people with him to work with the officers and soldiers, so there is no need to worry about being overwhelmed.

But at the same time, a storm was quietly rising in the capital.