The Space’s Twelve Zodiac Comes to Farm!

"Are you... sent by the Holy One?"

When the county magistrate asked, his face was cautious and uncertain.

From a place so far away from the capital, his memorial is only in the hands of the sage, and even if a doctor is sent, it will take ten days to arrive.

The county magistrate scratched his hair decadently, and dandruff fell all over his hair, which was also mixed with a few oily hairs.

Stress makes people lose their hair, and makes people exude an indescribable fragrance.

Bailian:  …

"My wife and I happened to be swimming in the mountains and waters nearby. The Holy Master heard that there was a plague here, so our husband and wife rushed over."

Luo Gonghua's face was cold, and what he said didn't make people suspicious at all.

The county magistrate had no doubts at all.

Now Minkang County is like this, except for the doctor sent by the Holy Master to see a doctor, who dares to come in?

"That's great!"

On the unkempt face of the county magistrate, only his eyes were sparkling, and he stood up from the chair excitedly, his hands trembling constantly.

As the magistrate of Minkang County, he should be responsible for the people of this city.

So many people died, and he felt uneasy.

I always felt that it was his fault. Under his management, there should be a happy scene here.

Now, it is a dead city.

People are dying every day, and he doesn't know if one day there will be no more people.

This is his dereliction of duty as county magistrate.

He rummaged through medical books, but never found a record of this strange plague.

For the past two weeks, he has been eating and drinking in the hall of the government office, sleeping less than two hours a day, just to keep track of every news in the city.

It is also to make it easier for officials to find him.

Even though he tried so hard, he still felt extremely guilty.

After so many people died, whether it was a natural or man-made disaster, he always felt that it was his fault.

"I heard that Lord Mo is good at medicine, can you tell me what's going on in the city?" Bai Lian looked at some of the county magistrate's trembling fingers and said softly.

"Yes, yes, yes, I have to tell you about the situation first." The county magistrate used great restraint, so he calmed down and tried to speak in a very calm tone, "Almost all the people ...infected with the plague, some people have mild symptoms, some people seem to have no symptoms, and some people lie in bed and don't even have the strength to raise their hands..."

"It's all the sickly people who died, women, children, the elderly... a lot."

"Some people have no contact with patients at all, and they get sick."

"Few people who look terminally ill in bed die, but suffer a lot and don't get better."

"...I once cured a person who was sick, but I can't tell whether he had the plague or another disease. The symptoms of the sick people are different. When they get sick, they will get sick again..."

The Mo county magistrate held his head in his hands, his voice was low, and he spoke out the situation in Minkang County intermittently.

Mo County Commander's fingers trembled violently, his whole body seemed to be shrouded in shadows, and his body exuded a touch of gloom.

He was born in a medical family, and his ancestors have opened medical centers for generations. Although he is not famous in the world, it is also a famous medical center in the southern generation.

He didn't like medical skills since he was a child. He always felt that medical skills were only used to treat one person's disease, and when he became an official, he could save more people.

When he was young, he was forced to become a doctor by his family.

He also worked as a doctor in the hospital for several years, but he never forgot his heart.

Medical books during the day, Book of Songs at night.

After decades of hard study, someone finally made it to the middle-aged gold list.

In that year, a young man named Zhang Youen won the three yuan in a row and became famous all over the world.

That year, he won the second place in the list, and he was middle-aged.

He has never been dissatisfied or regretted. It is natural for a person with both political integrity and talent like Zhang Zhuangyuan to be named Zhuangyuan.

Besides, he is middle-aged, Zhang Zhuangyuan is young, and it is obvious who is more talented.

Everyone knows that the first place is Zhang Zhuangyuan, but few people remember the name of the second place.

It doesn't matter, the important thing is that he can become an official.

He can have the power to save the people.

He automatically asked the saint to come to Minkang County to be the magistrate.

It was good at the beginning. Under his jurisdiction, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, which greatly satisfied his heart.

It's just... He regrets it a little bit, he knew it earlier, what if he read the Book of Songs, it's better to study medical books hard, and don't look at the corpses everywhere.

"Where did they first get sick? Did they come into contact with anything special?" Bai Lian asked.

The county magistrate raised his sloppy face and said with a heavy face, "It was Liujia Village at first, I have been there before, and the first person to get sick was an old bachelor in the village, but he is already dead and there is no way to do it. traced back."

Bai Lian frowned, everyone died, so naturally he couldn't know how he got sick.

"However, there is a rumor in the village that he saved a sum of money and was going to buy a woman as his daughter-in-law. He went out for a while, and when he came back, he didn't bring a woman with him, and he twitched from time to time. I heard that he was deceived. , and then I couldn't get sick, and after two days, most of the people in the village became ill." The county magistrate said.

"Can you find out where he went?" Bai Lian's eyes narrowed slightly.

Maybe the person who was first infected was the old bachelor.

"No, it's just that some villagers heard him bragging, saying that he bought a foreign woman to come back. No one knows whether it is foreign or not." The county magistrate shook his head.

In the era when the carriages and horses were slow, foreigners were a new word for the villagers, and few people saw people from neighboring countries.

Few people will believe the old bachelor's words.

People in the village don't have so many connections and money, who can buy women from other countries?

"Exotic?" Bai Lian frowned, "Do you know which country he is from?"

The county magistrate shook his head, "I only heard that she was a woman from another country, but I never found out which country she was from."

"The Ming Kingdom is very close to here. Half a month ago, Ming Ruofeng, the Prince of the Ming Kingdom, passed by here." Luo Gonghua said expressionlessly.

Bai Lian was stunned for a moment, and instantly thought of the old man Tianji.

If this matter is related to them, it is very likely that this plague is not a plague, but is poisoned.

Just what kind of poison can cause such widespread human-to-human transmission?

"Sir, please let me take a look at your pulse."

Bai Lian suddenly stood up and walked towards the county magistrate.

"You, don't come here, so as not to infect you!"

The county magistrate quickly took a step back and wrapped his clothes, as if he was about to be molested by his little daughter-in-law.

"I'm a doctor, and I'm here to see you. I have to find a way to cure it." Bai Lian's mouth twitched.

The county magistrate pursed his thin lips, glanced at the little girl who looked delicate in front of him, and hesitated for a moment.

Can this little girl do it?

However, it was sent by the sage, so I can only believe it.

Use a dead horse as a living horse doctor!

The county magistrate's face was tangled, and he slowly stretched out his wrist.

Bai Lian put her fingers on the county magistrate's wrist, closed her eyes slightly, and carefully felt the pulse of the county magistrate.

After a long time, Bai Lian withdrew her finger.

"You, you are not sick!" Bai Lian said.

The county magistrate's pulse is a little weak, mainly because he has been overworked in the past two weeks, not because he is sick.

"What? Impossible!" County magistrate Mo widened his eyes and pointed at his head, "This officer feels that his head is swelled every day, his body is weak, and he can smell the rotten smell of corpse on his body! Absolutely! It's sick!"

Bai Lian's mouth twitched, she took a step back silently, pressed her finger on the mask, and looked up at the county magistrate Mo who was silent.

With all due respect to her, the rotten smell of a corpse will disappear after a bath!

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