ver met has put immense pressure on Chongxuan Sheng. To such an extent, this fat man has never dared to relax, even today when he has the qualification to gamble with others, he often walks on eggshel..."Master! What's wrong with you"

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“Don’t scare us!”

"Master! Master!"

The disciples and grandchildren outside the door panicked, but as physicians, they knew better than anyone the terror of the plague. Especially since Old Qin had strictly forbidden anyone from approaching.

They all expressed their concern, but it had no effect on the old man's weeping.

After Mr. Qin returned from his rounds, he wrapped himself tightly in layers of clothing and refused any contact with others. He secluded himself within the courtyard.

The entire clinic was already in a state of panic.

Over the years, the clinic has weathered many storms and seen it all.

No one had ever seen Mr. Qin so discomposed.

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The ninety-year-old man wept bitterly, his cries heartbreaking.

All who see it cannot help but feel sorrow.

“Father!” It was Qin Lao's son, the current head of the clinic, Qin Nianmin, who suddenly knelt on the ground and cried out, “Son is unfilial. I don’t know why you are crying, Father”

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“I weep, weeping that heaven is so heartless, to bring this great calamity.”

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“The lord of Yuecheng has entrusted the city to heartless men. He does not care for his people, and a disaster that will wipe out all life is about to befall us!”

The old man wailed, his voice mournful.

He had spent his life healing the sick and treating people, rarely making a wrong diagnosis. Though the mayor of Yuecheng hadn't explicitly stated his position, he had seen through the man's evasiveness. He was certain that his epidemic prevention plan would not be adopted.

Without the decisive measures led by the Lord of the City, he dared not imagine what the entire city would become.

"Father, Father!" Qin Nianmin was over fifty years old, his hair already streaked with gray. But looking at his helpless father, he himself felt like a child lost in the dark.

He crawled a few steps, tears streaming down his face, and said, "What can we do"

“Go!” Mr. Qin stopped his wailing, stood up, and rasped, “If you still remember the Hippocratic Oath, if you still have any humanity left, then go! Go and spread the word that there is a plague in Yue City. Tell everyone not to leave their homes.”

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"Go to neighboring cities and counties, and make all local government offices vigilant."

“Go to the capital, and tell our sovereign king what his people are enduring!”

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The ninety-year-old man stood in the courtyard, his spear pointing to the sky. He resembled a general defending his home and country, roaring out military orders with fury.

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"Go!"

With a final cry, he spat blood and died instantly.

Before the illness struck, the person had already passed away.

“Father!!!” Qin Nianmin knelt on the ground and wanted to rush into the courtyard, but stopped himself.

There was a piece of paper posted on the door, with words written on it.

This was personally written by Mr. Qin after he returned.

After my death, I must not be buried and my body should not be approached.

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Burn my body to ashes, purify it in the flames. Dig a pit and cover my remaining embers.

Those who disobey are unfilial, and those who go against the norm are disloyal!

After talking with the old doctor, the mayor of Yuecheng walked out of the clinic, feeling gloomy.

No one would want to see such disasters occur under their rule.

That Li fellow, who knows where he brought the plague from, deserves to be cut into ten thousand pieces!

However, the most urgent matter is how to cope with the current situation.

The captain of the guards behind him asked in a low voice, "My lord, should we set off now"

"Where are you going"

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The Commander of the Guards hesitated: "Isn't it... supposed to be a full lockdown"

The Lord Mayor of Yuecheng turned his head, looking at him with placid yet imposing eyes: "He's senile. Are you senile too"

"He says it's the plague, just because he says it's the plague With no further evidence, are we just going to seal off the city based on one person's word"

"Do you know what it means to seal off the entire region for a month The losses would be astronomical! How much grain would we consume Not to mention the mobilization of all extraordinary forces within the city. Would we even be able to sustain the lives of all the people in the region for a month Just consider the amount of Dao Yuan Stones needed to command these extraordinary powers - do you know what that number is Who will bear the cost"

As for reporting to the imperial court, forget about it! Once the imperial court gets involved in city affairs, what would be left for me

“Remember this, only names and tools are things you can't rely on others for! Once you give away power, you can never get it back!”

"The city belongs to me first and foremost, and only then to the state of Yang!"

The head captain bowed his head. “...Yes.”

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The city lord of Yuecheng sighed inwardly at the stupidity of his guard, pondering when he would replace him.

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He said, "No matter what, whether Qin Lao's words are an exaggeration or not, we must take the seriousness of the situation seriously. This lord will immediately write a letter, inviting the medical practitioners from Dongwanggu to come and examine in person. From today onwards, the entire city will be on alert, with the standard set as 'loose outside, tight inside'! Especially for the streets where the patients are located, they will be completely locked down, isolating the inside and outside. Anyone who dares to leave will be killed without mercy!"

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The Commander of the Guard was about to obey when he heard the Lord Mayor continue, "Bring a detachment of men and seal off this area. To prevent rumors and panic among the populace, the clinic will be closed for half a month from today onwards. No one is allowed in or out!"

The Commander of the Guard was startled and asked nervously, "What if they refuse"

The city lord of Yuecheng glanced at him faintly: "According to precedent, those infected were from the same street. Mr. Qin is also very likely to have contracted the plague, isn't he"

The Commander of the Guard could only croak, "...Yes!"

Walking in Qingyang Town, there are obviously more people than before.

> Just over a month has passed, and the fire that destroyed Hu Youshi's home seems to have been forgotten by everyone.

Hu Laogen wasn't a particularly capable ruler, but he was honest and diligent. That was enough.

Besides, he also surnamed Hu and was a member of the Hu Yu family. He was also an old resident of Qingyang Town. The people here did not reject him.

Qianyang Town is nominally one of the eight towns of Jiacang, but in fact, the Chongxuan family has had jurisdiction over this place for thirty years.

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Zhong Xuansheng then handed over this right to Jiang Wang.

It can be said that this town belonged to Jiang Wang for the next thirty years. As long as he was willing.

So he was quite willing to spend more time walking around Qingyang Town, even reducing some of his practice time, to wander through the villages below, occasionally lending a hand to drive away any stray beasts.

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Of course, Jiang Wang wouldn't exterminate these ferocious beasts, challenging the already fragile nerves of the Yang Guo side. So his actions weren't large-scale, more like a pastime.

It's hard for someone who hasn't been homeless to understand the feeling of being untethered and without belonging.

This place often reminds him of Fengxi Town, a small town he rarely visited in the past and didn't cherish enough. He often thinks about it now.

Little Little always stayed by Jiang Wang's side, she grew up very quickly, learning martial arts with Zhu Biqiong and also managing the mine affairs in an orderly manner.

... unlike Zhu Biqiong, who simply went out to experience the world and enjoy the scenery for a change of pace.

She enjoyed the feeling of being “valuable,” but she enjoyed being around Jiang Wang more.

This is the person who personally pulled her out of hell. Following Jiang Wang, her anxious and uncertain heart felt a sense of security.

Three little, round puppies strained to suckle, their small heads huddled together, bumping into each other. Lying on the ground, the mother was a beautiful white dog with a lovely coat of fur. But at this moment, she lay still, her eyes seeming to hold a flicker of lifelessness.

The little one discovered that their grandfather had been standing there for a long time.

“He seems to really like this scene,” Xiao Xin thought.

She was right.

For Jiang Wang, this scene was very beautiful.

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