The princess was ordained by Heaven.

"You flatter me. It's just a small matter, not worth mentioning. I'm still an amateur, and I'll have to rely on you all for the rest," Xu Zhen said with a modest smile. "If I had known you were coming, I would have given you more instructions. There might be other sources of infection outside, and I would need your help to investigate."

“It’s alright. I’ve already sent letters to my disciples and friends in Dongzhou. More people will be arriving in the next few days,” Yuan Qian said, then urged us quickly, “Take us to see the patient.”

When they said this, neither Yuan Qian nor Xu Zhen expected that other doctors would arrive so quickly.

While Yuan Qian was treating the tenth person, a doctor came in from outside.

He shared the same style and purpose as Yuan Qian, and the soldiers, unable to resist their urging, let him in.

While Yuan Qian and others began to ponder the prescription written by the military doctor.

Three more doctors arrived on the mountain. This group was slightly more lenient and coaxed the soldiers into leading them into the blockade area.

While Lin Xing was arguing with a newly arrived doctor about whether or not to use a certain medicine, five more doctors arrived from the mountain.

The group had a bad relationship and argued the whole way. The junior officer didn't dare to interrupt and silently led the group into the restricted area.

After Yuan Qian and others treated dozens of people, a fake doctor from the Brown Country came down the mountain and was immediately recognized by the knowledgeable young guard.

Just kidding, in their entire lives, the people they've seen most are soldiers and doctors!

After receiving his credit, the young soldier turned around and worriedly discussed with his comrades: "It's over, I have a feeling things are not going well?"

"Pah, pah, pah, what do you mean by 'not good'? It's great! With so many doctors, we're sure to come up with a solution! Don't worry about anyone with ill intentions sneaking in. We'll just be careful."

"Who said that? I'm worried about the overabundance of doctors on our mountain."

This was the first time he had ever heard that the Great Yong Dynasty had so many doctors.

After a moment's thought, his comrade had to agree: "It's not impossible..."

"Next, should we stop some?"

"You think you can stop them? These are all saviors, you can't bump into them or touch them, and they're all incredibly stubborn."

The doctors who arrived at this time were all compassionate healers. We were too grateful and respectful to say anything harsh, let alone dampen their enthusiasm.

"If you talk to them nicely, you should be able to get through to them?"

"They're in a hurry to rescue people!"

"Then there's only one way!"

"any solution?"

"I'll go ask the general."

Fortunately, Xu Zhen's order finally arrived at this moment.

They had an explanation and made a decision, finally preventing the situation from spiraling out of control.

Putting aside the affairs outside, inside the lockdown area, the doctors were arguing fiercely.

"Treatment of the epidemic is important, but prevention should not be neglected. Let's first make some sachets with medicine..."

"Apply realgar and mugwort juice..."

"The patients are not dispersed enough! We need to build more single rooms or tents, and strictly control their entry and exit."

"Two ounces of cinnabar, one ounce of water-ground realgar, one ounce of orpiment leaf, half an ounce of purple gold... Take ten pills, and there will be no epidemic. The symptoms of this prescription are similar to those of the current epidemic, so you may want to give it a try."

"Regardless of the severity of the illness, even a slight difference can lead to vastly different outcomes. You yourself claim it's merely similar; if something goes wrong with this attempt, who will be responsible?"

"I believe acupuncture should be used as a supplement..."

"I have a magical remedy, derived from ancient prescriptions. It contains Artemisia capillaris and Pogostemon cablin to expel evil spirits, and Atractylodes macrocephala and Glycyrrhiza uralensis to strengthen the body. It may be able to alleviate the symptoms slightly."

"I brought some Artemisia annua, which has the effects of clearing heat and dampness, cooling blood and stopping bleeding. Most of the medicines used by the ancients to defend against plagues have the effects of clearing heat and detoxifying. I think they can be used."

"It makes sense!"

"Nonsense! Absolutely nonsense!"

……

Listening to the arguments around him, Xu Zhen felt as if hundreds of flies were buzzing around him.

He fled as if running away, rubbing his forehead, only to find a series of footsteps behind him.

He turned around and looked at the person who had come in with a puzzled expression: "Dr. Lin, is there anything you need or any questions you have?"

“My master asked me to take your pulse,” Lin Xing said, raising her hand. “Please ask Mr. Xu to find a suitable place.”

Her mentor was Yuan Qian.

She came to Dongzhou this time because she followed Yuan Qian around to practice medicine and broaden her horizons.

Xu Zhen took her to the place where he usually discussed politics and wrote poetry.

There was a place nearby where people often came and went; it was open and spacious, with a place to sit and writing materials, making it convenient for her to write prescriptions.

Lin Xing took Xu Zhen's pulse, her fingertips resting on his wrist for a long time, her brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

"A slight cold, just from overexertion," Lin Xing finally withdrew her hand, but her doubts remained. "No wonder you wouldn't let anyone examine you just now; it turns out you never actually contracted the plague."

Xu Zhen was prepared to explain, but Lin Xing did not ask for the reason: "I will prescribe a prescription for you. You need to sleep for more than three hours every day, eat a light diet, but not too bad. Also, take precautions against the disease."

Lin Xing waved her hand and wrote down a prescription in a flamboyant, elegant style.

Then, she hurriedly picked up her medicine box and rushed back.

She disagreed with some of their points! She wanted to go back and express her own thoughts!

Xu Zhen, who didn't get a chance to say a word the whole time: ...

Very well, he has now seen what a mad doctor looks like.

Although the doctors argued heatedly, the patients were delighted.

There's strength in numbers, surely they can be saved?

Within the lockdown zone, everything began to get back on track.

Outside the lockdown area, with the help of doctors, Pang Yunyi and Wang Feiyu quickly received their results.

There was indeed a problem with the water and fodder.

Or rather, the problem with the water source led to the problem with the fodder.

Pang Yunyi's camp here covers a large area, so some soldiers fetch water in the north and some in the south.

The problem lies with the water source in the north.

Logically speaking, it's not easy to tamper with running water, but unfortunately, the place where they drew water was a depression.

Pang Yunyi immediately ordered everyone to stop going to the north to fetch water, and the cavalry to stop going outside to cut grass.

However, this could only prevent the Brown Kingdom from poisoning the country, but it could not prevent some soldiers in the army who had already been infected with the disease but had not shown any symptoms from spreading it.

Every day, the number of people falling ill increases.

The doctors dared not relax, and after some debate and discussion, the new prescription was finally finalized.

Now, only one question remains—drug trials.

Those selected to participate in the drug trial were all on the verge of death, each grasping at a straw as if it were their only hope, and none of them complained.

Everyone wished they could recover instantly after taking a dose of medicine, and they drank the bitter medicine with the gusto of wolfing it down.

However, it is no easy task to devise a prescription in such a short time when faced with a previously unseen, man-made epidemic.

Therefore, the number of people dying did not decrease.

Gradually, fewer and fewer people remained in the locked-down area, and the patients grew increasingly desperate.

They began to doubt whether their sheer number was enough to retain so many doctors. Would they really not be abandoned?