After returning to the capital to farm, the abandoned concubine made a comeback.

The news of the plague outbreak in the east of the city struck like a thunderbolt, resounding in everyone's hearts.

The joy that the potatoes brought was instantly swallowed by fear, and a suffocating despair filled the air.

Lin Qin felt a chill run from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, and her back was covered in cold sweat.

“Plague…” Lin Qin murmured to herself, her mind blank.

Before she transmigrated, she was a 9-to-5 office worker and knew nothing about epidemic prevention.

Isn't this going to kill her?

!

Zhu Ling grasped Lin Qin's hand firmly and said in a deep voice, "Don't be afraid, I'm here." He turned to the soldiers and ordered, "Immediately seal off the east side of the city and prohibit anyone from entering or leaving!"

The soldier obeyed and left, but Lin Qin's heart couldn't calm down.

She looked at the emaciated and pale-faced disaster victims, they

The epidemic spread rapidly, and the scene in the east of the city was like a living hell.

Coughs and groans rose and fell, and the air was filled with a strong smell of medicine and a nauseating stench of decay.

Lin Qin endured her discomfort and followed Zhu Ling into the isolation area.

The scene before her eyes was shocking.

The patients lay on simple straw mats, their faces sallow and their breaths shallow.

Some were already delirious, incoherently talking nonsense; others were tightly gripping the hands of those around them.

Lin Qin watched all this, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

She knew she had to do something.

But what can she do?

She was not a doctor and had no experience dealing with plagues.

"Your Highness, are you alright?" Zhu Ling asked with concern, her eyes filled with worry.

Lin Qin shook her head, forcing herself to remain calm, and said, "I'm fine. But... what should we do?"

Zhu Ling frowned; he knew the seriousness of the situation.

The epidemic in the eastern part of the city is out of control. If it cannot be brought under control in time, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Your Highness! Your Highness! General Wu requests an audience!" a soldier rushed in to report.

General Wu was the commander in charge of transporting supplies, and he was a loyal and reliable man.

He brought bad news: the convoy transporting the medicinal herbs encountered bandits on the road, and the herbs were stolen!

Lin Qin felt a sudden darkness before her eyes and almost fainted.

This is simply adding insult to injury!

Without medicine, how could they fight the plague?

"Could it be... that Heaven is going to destroy us?" A desperate voice rang out from the crowd.

Fear spread rapidly, and people began to stir.

Lin Qin took a deep breath, trying to stay calm.

She knew that now was not the time to give up.

“Your Highness…” Lin Qin turned to look at Zhu Ling, only to find that his expression was also unusually solemn.

"Your Highness, I..." Zhu Ling hesitated, as if she had something difficult to say.

"Ding! The system has detected that the host is in dire straits. Emergency assistance mode has been activated!" The voice of the cute little system suddenly rang in Lin Qin's mind, like a thunderbolt splitting the fog before her eyes.

Lin Qin was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed. She had almost forgotten that she had a cheat code!

"Tongzi, tell me quickly, what's the plan?" Lin Qin asked impatiently.

"Ding! The 'Anti-epidemic Handbook' has been unlocked for the host! It contains various prevention and treatment plans. Please check it!"

Lin Qin quickly checked the plan provided by the system and found that it not only contained detailed epidemic prevention measures, but also several prescriptions for treating the plague!

"Isolation, disinfection, medication..." Lin Qin muttered to herself as she looked at the plan provided by the system, "So that's how it is!"

Lin Qin's eyes gradually hardened, as if she had seen a glimmer of hope.

She turned to look at Zhu Ling and said firmly, "Your Highness, I have a plan!"

Zhu Ling looked at Lin Qin with eyes full of trust and love.

He held Lin Qin's hand tightly, as if trying to transfer his strength to her.

Lin Qin's cheeks flushed slightly, and an ambiguous atmosphere filled the air around her.

Under Lin Qin's command, the work in the quarantine area was proceeding in an orderly manner.

The soldiers isolated the patients and thoroughly disinfected the isolation area.

Lin Qin then began to prepare medicine to treat the plague based on the prescription provided by the system.

Those around Lin Qin, watching her busy figure, seemed to see hope, hope for life.

"Her Highness the Princess is truly a living Bodhisattva!" an old woman exclaimed excitedly.

“Yes, Her Highness the Princess will surely save us!” another young man chimed in.

Lin Qin ignored the praise around her. She focused intently on preparing the medicine, with only one thought in her mind: she must save them!

"System, are these medicinal herbs enough?" Lin Qin asked.

"Ding! Based on the current situation, these medicinal herbs are only enough to last for three days," the system replied.

Three days...

Lin Qin's heart sank.

If no new medicinal materials are available in three days, the consequences will be dire.

"We must find new medicinal herbs as soon as possible!" Lin Qin made up her mind.

She looked up at Zhu Ling, only to find him looking at her.

"Your Highness, you..." Zhu Ling was about to speak when Lin Qin interrupted her.

"Your Highness, I'm fine," Lin Qin said, trying to appear calm. "It's just...we need more medicinal herbs."

Zhu Ling frowned; he knew the seriousness of the situation.

The epidemic is getting worse, and there is a severe shortage of medicines and protective equipment...

Zhu Ling frowned; the severity of the epidemic far exceeded expectations.

Inside the isolation ward, the groans and coughs of patients mingled together, and the air was filled with a heavy smell of medicine and a nauseating stench of decay, like the wailing of hell.

The shortage of protective equipment led to infections among medical staff, and panic spread among the population.

Lin Qin watched all this with great anxiety, yet she was at a loss for what to do.

"System, is there any other way?" Lin Qin murmured to herself, her tone tinged with despair.

"Ding! Host anxiety level detected to be off the charts. It is recommended to activate 'Imaginative Thinking' mode and combine it with modern medical knowledge to develop a more effective epidemic prevention strategy," the system prompted in a childlike voice.

Lin Qin's eyes lit up. That's it!

How could she forget that she was a time traveler, with her mind full of modern medical knowledge!

Isolation and disinfection are just basic procedures; she can do much more!

"Your Highness, I have an idea..." Lin Qin told Zhu Ling her ideas, including isolation grading, environmental disinfection, personal protection, and even proposed a plan to make simple masks and protective clothing.

Zhu Ling was initially surprised, as he had never heard of such methods before, but seeing Lin Qin's determined eyes, he chose to believe her.

"Okay, I'll do as you say!"

Lin Qin immediately took action. She divided the isolation area into mild, severe, and suspected case areas, and organized personnel to thoroughly disinfect the isolation areas. She not only used traditional mugwort fumigation, but also combined it with modern knowledge to use lime and vinegar for disinfection, which proved to be very effective.

She also taught everyone how to make simple masks and protective suits, sewn from clean cotton cloth. Although simple, they could provide some protection.

These novel approaches amazed everyone and ignited a glimmer of hope.

Within the quarantine zone, order was gradually restored, and the panic subsided.

Looking at the busy Lin Qin, Zhu Ling's eyes were full of admiration and love.

This woman always manages to bring him surprises.

"Your Highness, you are truly..." Zhu Ling was about to praise her when Lin Qin interrupted her.

“Your Highness, now is not the time to relax,” Lin Qin said gravely. “We still face an even bigger problem…”

Under Lin Qin's iron-fisted management, the quarantine zone was no longer a living hell, but instead began to appear somewhat orderly.

The patients no longer wandered around like headless flies, but obediently lay in their respective "little nests" and received Lin Qin's "personalized" treatment plan.

Although the disinfectant smells pungent, it's still a hundred times better than the previous stench.

Those disaster victims who had previously had empty eyes gradually regained their former spirits, and some even began to express their gratitude to Lin Qin as if she were their own ancestor.

"Your Highness, you are our savior!" An old man in tattered clothes knelt tremblingly in front of Lin Qin, crying so hard that tears streamed down his face and snot bubbles were about to come out of his nose.

Lin Qin quickly helped him up, thinking to herself that this old man was too good at "faking an accident"; with such acting skills, it would be a waste if he didn't become a movie star.

"Grandpa, don't do this, it's all what I should do." Lin Qin wore a "detached from fame and fortune" expression, but her inner monologue was: Oh my, this feeling is really not bad!

"Your Highness, you are truly a Bodhisattva reincarnated!" An old woman next to her chimed in, almost spitting saliva onto Lin Qin's face.

Lin Qin responded with a smile, thinking to herself: This "queen" persona has been firmly established.

However, just as Lin Qin was so busy that she felt like she was about to evolve into a "three-headed, six-armed" being, an uninvited guest broke the brief tranquility.

"Your Highness, I have been ordered to come and deliver the imperial decree." A high-pitched voice rang out, carrying a strange tone.

Lin Qin turned her head and saw a guy dressed as a eunuch standing there, holding a bright imperial edict in his hand.

His arrogant demeanor was just like that of a proud peacock.

Lin Qin immediately realized that this guy was here to cause trouble.

"An imperial edict?" Lin Qin raised an eyebrow, thinking to herself: What is this old emperor up to?

The eunuch gave a strange laugh and said, "Your Highness, please accept the imperial decree."

Lin Qin took a deep breath and thought: I'll meet force with force and water with water. I'm not one to be trifled with.

She gestured for her men to move aside, then slowly walked up to the eunuch.

"By the mandate of Heaven, the Emperor decrees..." The eunuch began to read the imperial edict, his voice rising and falling in a melodious tone, as if he were performing a play.

The imperial edict stated that Lin Qin had performed outstandingly in the disaster area, which greatly pleased the Emperor, and therefore bestowed upon him the title of "Protector of the Nation and Blesser of the People" as a reward.

As Lin Qin listened, she felt that something was amiss.

"Protecting the country and its people"?

The title sounds impressive, but it feels like it puts her in a very difficult position.

"Your Highness, please accept the imperial decree." After reading the decree, the eunuch smiled obsequiously, like a fox who had stolen a chicken.

Lin Qin sneered, thinking to herself: Old fox, what trick are you trying to play now?

"Your Highness, there is one more thing," the eunuch spoke up, his tone tinged with smugness. "His Majesty also said that Your Highness has made great contributions and has specially sent someone to bring you back to the capital so that you can have a good rest."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qin frowned even more deeply, thinking to herself: Is this the prelude to discarding a useful tool after it has served its purpose?

"Back to Beijing?" Lin Qin repeated, her tone carrying a hint of danger.

"Yes, Your Highness," the eunuch's smile grew even brighter, "This is a great favor from His Majesty!"

Looking at the eunuch's fake smile, Lin Qin felt a surge of anger well up inside her.

She knew this was definitely not a "grace," but the beginning of a conspiracy.

"Your Highness, do you have any further questions?" The eunuch asked impatiently when he saw that Lin Qin had not yet accepted the imperial decree.

"This princess..." Lin Qin was about to say something when she saw Zhu Ling walking quickly toward her.

Zhu Ling grabbed Lin Qin's hand, a hint of worry in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Lin Qin asked in a low voice, feeling the warmth of his palm and feeling a little calmer.

“Someone wants to harm you.” Zhu Ling looked at Lin Qin and said with a firm gaze.