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Lin Xuan said pretending to be serious.
"I'm not in the mood to bow down here. Please get up quickly, or I'll be angry."
Lin Xuan said solemnly.
After hearing Lin Xuan's words, everyone stood up slowly, but the respect in their eyes was even more expressive.
Seeing that the effect of the medicine was good, Lin Xuan immediately ordered everyone to continue to act.
"Okay, stop watching."
"Hurry up, give the old and weak women and children the liquid medicine. If they take it earlier, it will be less dangerous."
Lin Xuan said so.
Must race against time!
After all, no one knows when the smallpox virus will suddenly break out and people will be gone. At that time, Lin Xuan will not have the ability to bring the dead back to life.
After hearing Lin Xuan's words, everyone responded one after another. For a while, everyone cooperated tacitly and was orderly.
Some people hold the medicine, and some are responsible for feeding.
For a moment, the entire refugee camp was filled with an atmosphere of hope.
Li Junxian, who was on the outermost side, looked at the movement inside. Although he was very puzzled, he didn't rush in to investigate.
Their task is to guard the refugee camp and prevent them from rushing out. Other than that, they don't care about anything else.
In fact, Li Junxian still has another task, which is to wait for all the people here to die.
Burn all their bodies to prevent the smallpox plague from continuing to spread.
Although this is cruel, there is no way to do it.
After all, if you bury the corpse, you can continue to spread the smallpox plague. The only way to solve it is to burn it with fire.
Time passed slowly, and in the next few days, Lin Xuan would make medicine for millions of people in the refugee camp every day.
Although Lin Xuan has many people to help, Lin Xuan still has to do it himself.
After all, this life-saving potion can't be sloppy!
He was worried that if something unexpected happened during the boiling of the medicine, it would not be worth the candle.
For example, when boiling the medicine, some other sundries were accidentally added.
All of these may directly lead to changes in the efficacy of the medicine.
After all, Lin Xuan is not a professional doctor, so he can only follow the prescriptions exchanged by the system and the detailed steps.
He does not allow any discrepancy, because it may lead to accidents that he cannot control.
After three days passed, the entire refugee camp became much more lively.
Lin Xuan found Li Junxian and had a discussion with him.
It is required to enlarge the blockade to allow people inside to gain more room for movement. After all, if people are crowded together, the virus will spread more easily.
Li Junxian agreed, and directly divided the entire mountain and ten-mile plain into the encirclement circle.
at the same time.
On this day, an old man carrying a medicine box slowly came outside the refugee camp.
"The king of medicine! It's Daoist Sun, the king of medicine!" A soldier exclaimed loudly.
Li Junxian was stunned for a moment, looking at the old Taoist priest approaching from a distance, his face paled in shock.
"This Taoist priest, who are you?"
An old man is the old man mentioned earlier.
He stepped forward, looked at Sun Simiao outside the refugee camp and asked curiously.
Sun Simiao hurriedly bowed his hands when he heard the words.
"Poverty Sun Simiao, come to treat smallpox refugees."
Sun Simiao's name is like thunder!
?From the Southern and Northern Dynasties, as long as natural and man-made disasters coincided, this person could be seen.
If a disaster such as the plague breaks out, he will go to the scene to rescue the victims.
Even if natural disasters such as flash floods and earthquakes break out, he will rescue the wounded on the spot.
Therefore, among the people, Sun Simiao is a living god, a real god!
You know, Sun Simiao was born in the seventh year of the Western Wei Dynasty!
According to historical records, he died in the first year of Tang Yongchun.
There are still fifty-two years before he will pass away.
He lived to be one hundred and forty-one years old!
What is the concept of living to one hundred and forty-one years old in this era when people live in their fifties or sixties?
Now Sun Simiao, nearly ninety??He is old and has spanned three dynasties: Western Wei, Northern Zhou, and Great Sui!
Even witnessed the decline of the Sui Dynasty, the rise and prosperity of the Tang Dynasty!
Therefore, when he heard his name, Elder Wen was shocked.
"It's Daoist Sun!"
Wen Lao is also sixty-two this year!
It looks like a 70-year-old man in later generations, but he is really young in front of Daoist Sun!
Because Sun Daochang will be ninety years old next year, which is something that is unthinkable in this age.
"Old man, I see something different here, everyone doesn't look like they are suffering from smallpox!"
Sun Simiao frowned and asked curiously.
Elder Wen suddenly smiled knowingly, his eyes showed respect from the bottom of his heart, and he waved to a thatched cottage in the distance.
"That's because of Mr. Lin, he entered here to save us regardless of life and death."
"He used a special magic medicine to treat us from the smallpox plague." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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