The Emperor's heart is won, she sits on the Phoenix Throne! The Divine Physician's Eldest

Twenty or thirty people were lying crookedly in the small room.

They had blue faces and fangs, were emaciated, and their two empty eyes looked like demons from hell.

They have human bodies, but they don't look like humans now; they look like mutated humans.

Upon seeing Song Siyao and the others, the people inside the house were stunned for a long time before quickly crawling towards her.

The long fingernails scraped against the ground with a piercing sound, making one want to escape immediately; even a second's delay would drive one mad.

Just then, an anxious voice came from behind, "Quickly close the door!"

Just as Song Siyao stepped inside, He Hua's attendant closed the door.

Unfortunately, Song Siyao was locked up inside.

He Hua's entourage was dumbfounded.

"Open the door quickly!" He Hua shouted loudly. If anything happened to Song Siyao, his life would be over.

"No! We can't open it!" Magistrate Lou immediately stepped forward to block the doorway, shaking his head as he explained, "Your Excellency, we can't open it! Those things inside aren't human, they're monsters that will eat people!"

Magistrate Lou had dark circles under his eyes and looked exhausted.

“Miss Song is inside! She was sent by the Emperor. If something happens to her, can you take responsibility?” He Hua asked sternly.

Magistrate Lou still refused to yield, saying, "Your Excellency, if the people inside escape, the entire Mu County will suffer. I do not want Mu County to become a second Fengyan City. If anything happens to Miss Song, I am willing to pay with my life!"

He Hua looked at Magistrate Lou with a mixture of hatred and helplessness.

Their emperor is not a foolish ruler; there must be a reason why he values ​​Song Siyao so much.

However, he also understood Magistrate Lou very well.

Magistrate Lou's actions were not motivated by personal gain, but rather by genuine concern for the people.

He Hua asked Magistrate Lou, "What are your plans for dealing with these people who have been imprisoned?"

Magistrate Lou was both ruthless and heartbroken. "Burn it!"

"What?!" He Hua was shocked.

Magistrate Lou's eyes reddened. "Rather than letting others do it, I'd rather do it myself. I'll send them off personally and apologize to them in the afterlife! With them dead, the rest of us will be safe!"

"Nonsense!" He Hua was furious. He pointed at Magistrate Lou, "You are their local official, how can you treat them so cruelly?"

"Your Excellency, I have made up my mind. I will apologize to you after I have finished this matter!"

Magistrate Lou hardened his heart and sternly ordered, "Come on, pour the oil!"

Upon hearing the order, the guards behind him poured oil onto the wall.

"Pull him away! Open the door!" He Hua shouted.

His attendants had already reacted and immediately went to pull the magistrate away.

Magistrate Lou struggled desperately, but was ultimately no match for him and was dragged away.

The attendant tried to open the door, but he couldn't budge it no matter how hard he tried.

"Sir, something terrible has happened! The door has been locked from the inside!"

When He Hua heard these words, he even thought about how he would die and where he would be buried.

He roared, "Break down the door! Break it down! Now!"

Since Magistrate Lou has chosen to imprison these people here, this place must be very safe, and this door certainly won't be so easy to break down.

Otherwise, how could we stop those people inside?

He looked at He Hua and laughed, "Prefect, don't waste your energy. Miss Song has been inside for so long, she must have been torn to pieces long ago! You've seen the power of those people with your own eyes!"

He Hua's face turned ashen with rage. He pointed at Magistrate Lou and cursed, "If anything happens to Miss Song, do you think you can just pay with your life? Even executing your entire family wouldn't be enough!"

Magistrate Lou laughed heartily, "As long as the people of this region can be protected, what's the harm?"

He Hua was so angry he wanted to grind his teeth.

Yan Wei, Cang Yue, and Hong Shao stood to the side, listening intently to the sounds coming from inside the room, their faces calm.

A few moments later, with a loud crash, the door was finally kicked open.

"Miss Song!" He Hua shouted. He was about to rush in to save Song Siyao, but he stopped after taking only one step.

He stared at the scene before him, so shocked that his jaw nearly dropped.

Song Siyao knelt on one knee in the middle, surrounded by people.

However, these people have changed; they now look no different from normal people.

They all had gold needles inserted into their bodies, and Song Siyao was also holding a gold needle in her hand.

She stared at these people to see if they would continue to go mad, and then administered acupuncture according to the degree of their madness.

"Miss Song, what's going on?!" He Hua asked, and walked inside.

He knew that Song Siyao must have locked the door from the inside, and that she was going to stay behind alone to face these people.

She took all the danger upon herself, leaving the safety to others.

Moreover, she was able to remain calm and composed in the face of such a dangerous situation, and quickly come up with a solution to subdue these people.

He greatly admired Song Siyao for her magnanimity and powerful courage.

At the same time, he also understood why Emperor Changlong had issued that secret edict.

Such a person as Song Siyao deserves Emperor Changlong's special protection.

Seeing the scene before him, He Hua also saw the future of this epidemic control effort.

You should know that when these people are attacking people, one of them can fight three cows with his bare hands.

Their destructive power was so great that it instilled fear in people, which is why Fengyan City was massacred before.

But Song Siyao defeated them so easily, which shows that the title of "Ghost Doctor" is truly well-deserved.

"I have temporarily controlled the toxins in their bodies, but we still need medication to eradicate them."

Song Siyao looked at He Hua and explained, "Don't worry, Lord He, they have regained their senses and will no longer attack people frantically."

"Miss Song, you are amazing! With you here, we are not afraid of anything now."

He Hua was overjoyed, but at the same time, he was somewhat puzzled. "Miss Song, are you saying that these people are infected with poison instead of the plague?"

Song Si shook his head. "That's right."

"Are people in other counties also infected with the virus?" He Hua asked.

"It's hard to say, we'll have to see for ourselves to know." Song Siyao didn't jump to conclusions.

"Could this virus be contagious?" He Hua wondered.

"Of course, and it's highly contagious. You can get infected just by talking to someone who's been poisoned and coming into contact with their saliva."

Song Siyao's expression was solemn. "Moreover, there are too many people who have been poisoned. The air may be carrying this poison now. If a normal person breathes in this poisonous air, they will also be infected."

Upon hearing this, He Hua's heart trembled. No wonder this plague was like a raging flood, spreading rapidly and infecting everything in its path, leaving no time for any precautions.

"Miss Song, the air is poisoned! Aren't we all going to get infected?"

“Logically, that’s how it should be, but aren’t there exceptions? There are still many people in Anzhou who are safe and sound,” Song Siyao said.

However, it wasn't a plague, but poison. Where did this poison come from? And who administered it?

What is the conspiracy behind the poisoning?

This is what Song Siyao is most worried about.