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"Don't worry, young master, I know everything. I've already sent a message by carrier pigeon and am preparing. The government officials should arrive soon, and our people will begin their operation as soon as they arrive."

Qingniao is very familiar with these procedures and should have handled similar situations before, probably more than once.

"Eleven," Jin Wuchen called out, and Chu Luo thought he was about to give some instructions.

"Young Master, we've already had the people who came out of Dazhipu stopped and brought back. We've also instructed the Cao Gang to keep an eye out for those who have come out in the last three days. We're ready to act at any time if we need to cooperate with Young Master Fei," Eleven replied.

Jin Wuchen's men had already stopped the person and turned back. What Chu Luo thought was an order was actually a reply that the task had been completed.

They didn't need Jin Wuchen's command at all; these people could handle things on their own. It seemed that the entire Cao Gang was very strong, from top to bottom.

It seems this wasn't their first time handling such a situation. Not only did Fei Zhiyou and Jin Wuchen work together seamlessly, but their subordinates also cooperated very well.

Chu Luo asked, "Is there anything I can do?"

Fei Zhiyou smiled and replied, "All you can do is trust us, go back and wait patiently."

Last time, because of his negligence, Chu Luo almost lost her life for those children she didn't know. This time, he didn't want her to be in any danger.

“I’m not going back to the Jin family. This is one of the passageways leading out of Dazhipu. I’m afraid…”

Chu Luo was weak and afraid that she had been infected with something bad. She knew that some people who contracted the plague did not show any symptoms at first.

"Let's go to a village outside Jiangzhou belonging to the Jin family. There's no one there; we've been going there for the past few days."

Jin Wuchen understood what she meant; she didn't want to take any risks that might harm others.

Chu Luo couldn't offer any help, so she stayed in the courtyard, waiting for them to bring back news.

Not long after, Fei Zhiyou sent a message back saying that he had confirmed that everyone he had seen was infected with the plague, and that she should take the medicine that had been sent back with the message as a preventative measure.

The epidemic was more severe than a flood. Chu Luo couldn't understand why one wave would subside only to be followed by another. She had a feeling that someone was going to lose their life. Was it really a natural disaster?

After taking the medicine, she pondered what was wrong with this matter. In previous lives, eight days after the dam broke, there were rumors of an epidemic.

This time the dam did not breach, and they came to Dazhipu the day after it was supposed to breach, and still saw people with symptoms.

Dazhipu is a village located halfway up a mountain, so heavy rains and floods rarely affect their water sources and environment.

In my memories from previous lives, this epidemic affected many villages, but it did not reach Jiangzhou City.

Moreover, the epidemic had already ended before the siege of Jiangzhou, and it ended very quickly.

But Chu Luo couldn't remember exactly how it ended or who ended it.

Perhaps it was because of the medicine, but Chu Luo was extremely sleepy. She went to bed early, hoping to recall the events of dealing with the epidemic in her dreams.

The next morning, Chu Luo had just woken up, and Fei Zhiyou and Jin Wuchen had just returned and finished washing up. The matter was complicated, and the two of them had been busy for a whole day and night.

She saw the solution in her dream, just as she had hoped, but she didn't want to talk about it.

She took the food the cook brought and went inside. Seeing that she didn't stop them, she knew that the two of them hadn't gone into the main shop.

Neither of them returned after that, and they didn't see Fei Zhiyou again until five days later.

Fei Zhiyou looked exhausted and refused to let Chu Luo get close to him.

For Chu Luo's safety, he moved to a courtyard far away from her to study medicinal herbs.

Jin Wuchen did not return, which made Chu Luo worry that something might have happened to him.

News came from Zhongfang Hall that the epidemic had been kept secret and was not being publicized.

However, some people in Dazhipu actually made a living by begging. Before Dazhipu was surrounded, their livelihood was to go from village to village begging for money.

Quite a few people have already contacted them.

This disease spreads rapidly, and symptoms usually appear within three days of infection.

Even just being in the same room as someone, let alone coming into contact with them, can cause you to catch the infection.

Chu Luo felt uneasy not being able to see Jin Wuchen. "Xingzhu, go and inquire about the young master's whereabouts with the Cao Gang."

"You're worried about the young master, afraid something might have happened to him, right?" Xingzhu asked.

"Hmm," Chu Luo answered without hesitation.

Even if Jin Wuchen is very strong, this epidemic is not something he can control.

Chu Luo also wanted to go out herself, but Jin Wuchen sent people to guard the courtyard, both to prevent outsiders from coming in and to prevent her from going out.

Chu Luo listened to the news from outside every day, knowing that the situation was getting worse day by day. She couldn't see it, but she could imagine what the situation would be like.

A few days after Jin Wuchen and Fei Zhiyou disappeared again, Chu Luo wrote down the methods and means to end the epidemic that she had seen in her dream.

"Xingzhu, they can send messages to Young Master Fei and the young master, right?"

Chu Luo knew that Xing Zhu must have a way of contacting them, but he just didn't tell her, otherwise she wouldn't have used Zhong Fang Tang.

"Young Madam, you should just focus on recovering. They will handle it," Xingzhu said, trying to stop her from going out.

"Could you please send them a letter for me?"

Chu Luo handed the letter to Xing Zhu, giving her no chance to refuse.

On the third day after the letter was sent, a carriage came to pick up Chu Luo and take her back to the Jin family.

"Young Madam, Eleven said the epidemic has been resolved, and we can go back now."

Chu Luo, however, was quite the opposite of Xing Zhu, who was overjoyed. The method in her dream had worked really quickly; they must have actually used it. She felt heavy-hearted.

When she returned to the Jin family home, she didn't see the two people she wanted to see.

Chu Luo asked anxiously, "Where are they? Why aren't they here after we finished dealing with this? Did something happen?"

She wasn't too worried about Fei Zhiyou because he was a doctor, but she was more worried about Jin Wuchen because he wasn't.

The old woman, seeing her anxious expression, told her, "The young master is at Young Master Fei's residence."

Chu Luo, thinking something was wrong with him, hurriedly asked, "What is he doing there?"

"Young Master Fei may be suffering from an illness caused by overwork; the situation is somewhat dangerous."

The old woman's words shocked Chu Luo. How could this be? Fei Zhiyou's medical skills were so superb, and he had many skilled doctors under his command. How could he be sick, let alone to the point of being in danger?

Chu Luo quickly ran out the door, went to the stable, fetched a horse, and galloped towards the Fei family.

Upon entering the Fei family's gate, the servants all looked like wilted eggplants, their faces full of worry and sorrow.

Chu Luo knew where the Fei family mansion was, but this was her first time here.

"I am Chu Luo, a friend of Young Master Fei."

As soon as she said this, someone went in to report, and soon Qingniao, with a worried look on her face, rushed over and took her inside.

Chu Luo asked, "Qingniao, how is your young master doing now?"

"It's not good. He's been unconscious. We've tried all the doctors in our household, but he still won't wake up. His pulse is also showing signs of weakening."

Even though the Bluebird was usually very composed, his voice trembled as he spoke these words.

Chu Luo quickly ran towards Fei Zhiyou's room.

Fei Zhiyou lay on the bed, pale and bloodless, his life force slowly draining away. He seemed like a completely different person from the lively and joking man he usually was.

Jin Wuchen stood by the window with his hands behind his back, his expression solemn.

The white-haired doctor was removing needles from him, but even after removing the last needle, Fei Zhi still showed no reaction.

The old man sighed and shook his head.

Chu Luo had no idea how Fei Zhiyou had become like this in just a few days.

The last time she saw him, she glanced at him from afar, and he, looking tired, smiled and told her to stay away.

He then turned and went back into the house, where he spent the entire night researching prescriptions for treating the epidemic.

Chu Luo sat down on the edge of his bed. Looking at his seemingly lifeless appearance, her eyes welled up with tears, and two drops slid down her cheeks.

Chu Luo asked the white-haired doctor, "Isn't there any other way? What's wrong with him?"

The white-haired doctor shook his head and replied, "We've done our best."