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Then he said: "Daughter! That human cub has something to go out, and may not be able to come back in a short time, you come back to the Dragon Palace with me!"

Hearing the words, Long Sanyuan was a little angry and bulged his cheeks, but he said firmly, "No, daddy! I'm here to wait for him to come back!"

"Hey!"

The old dragon king sighed, shook his head and did not continue to persuade his daughter, but before turning around and leaving, he said, "Girl! The human cub made you breakfast before leaving! Oh, yes. , He also left you a letter."

After speaking, the old dragon king slowly left here, only Long Sanyuan who ran into the kitchen after hearing the words...

At the same time, on the other side, Bai Qianmo, who had walked halfway, just ran into Cao An who had picked him up. After the two met, they exchanged a few words and rushed back towards the county seat together.

After half a day.

Bai Qianmo finally arrived near the county seat. Bai Qianmo, who was riding on a horse, looked at the scorched land around him, the scene with corpses all over the field, and the black crows.

The fluttering wings stopped on the branch or the dead body, eating the flesh and blood on it, Bai Qianmo who had a panoramic view of it.

Unable to frown, Cao An, who was masked next to him, said, "Mr. Bai! We have reached the gate of the county seat."

Bai Qianmo, who withdrew his gaze when he heard the words, turned his head and saw the front, a large-scale city, but this city has ten rooms and nine empty spaces, and every family is afflicted with white silk, and the wind blows one by one. The pale paper money.

Being lifted by the wind and falling down, Bai Qianmo can still hear it, sad and terrified crying and moaning, the whole county is like purgatory on earth.

Seeing this scene, Bai Qianmo couldn't help taking a breath. Cao An beside him also sighed helplessly and invited: "Mr. Bai is going here. Our county magistrate has been waiting for a long time."

Bai Qianmo also nodded, and followed Cao An towards the county magistrate's mansion. After a while, Bai Qianmo and the two came to the entrance of a large-scale house.

Although it can't be said to be magnificent, there is a precipitation after the passage of time, especially the two stone lions in front of the door, sitting on both sides with vigor.

At this time, Cao An stepped forward, knocking on the door and shouting loudly: "Come on! I will invite Mr. Bai back! Come and open the door soon."

Not long after the voice fell, a rush of footsteps came from behind the door, and the dark red door in front of him was pushed open, and a group of four or five people walked out.

The headed person was wearing the county magistrate's uniform, his face was a bit vicissitudes, and he was also in his forties, but the black hair combed behind his back was mostly silvery white.

A pair of tired eyes looked at Bai Qianmo standing behind Cao An with joy, and hurriedly walked a few steps and said with a smile: "Mr. Bai! We meet again."

"It turns out that Wang County ordered your father's illness to be okay recently?"

Bai Qianmo bowed his hand and said with a smile. The magistrate Wang, who heard the words, also bowed his hand and said in sorrow, "Hey! My father has not survived this plague, he has already driven west. ."

"Hey! Madam Wang, please be sorry."

Bai Qianmo didn't expect this, so he spoke in embarrassment and comforted him. Wang Xianhuan didn't take it to heart. He took a few steps forward and reached out to hold Bai Qianmo's hand.

He said: "Come to Mr. Bai, please! Discuss how to resist this epidemic."

"it is good!"

Bai Qianmo did not continue to talk nonsense, followed the Wang County magistrate and his group, walked back to the county magistrate's house, walked through a few corridors Wang County magistrate and Cao An, Bai Qianmo three people walked into the main house.

When they came to the main hall of the main house, the three of Bai Qianmo were seated as the guest and the host. The magistrate Wang had a serious face and began to tell Bai Qianmo about all the things and situations in the past few months of the outbreak.

After hearing the news, Bai Qianmo tapped his fingers subconsciously. On the armrest of the stool, the court was extremely quiet for a while, Wang Xianling and Cao An were both.

They all frowned and waited without saying a word for Bai Qianmo to say anything. Bai Qianmo just thought for a moment before pulling out the paper full of countermeasures from his sleeve.

It was handed over to the magistrate of Wang Xian, and he said, "The magistrate of Wang Xian! In addition to the countermeasures written on this piece of paper, I also need to hire all physicians in the city to treat the people in the city. The past items are gathered and burned in fire to prevent secondary infections. As for the cure prescription, I already have a clue here."

"Well! I know, I will ask someone to finish this thing as soon as possible."

The magistrate Wang Xian nodded his head and spoke, while his eyes fell on the paper in his hand, and he read the paper in his hand verbatim, writing countermeasures and coping methods.

After discussing this matter, the county magistrate Wang invited Bai Qianmo to have dinner at night, and by the way, he gave Bai Qianmo the dust, and Bai Qianmo also readily agreed.

...

In this way, Bai Qianmo was in the county seat and began to work with other doctors to treat and save people to suppress the spread of the epidemic, while everyone worked together to search ancient books to find the cure for the root of the disease.

One month... two months... six months... one year...

With the concerted efforts of everyone in Bai Qianmo, they still did not find an antidote to the root cause of the disease, but successfully prevented the spread of the plague, but the infected people could not be completely cured.

It can only be suppressed again and again under the action of drugs. Late this night, the room where Bai Qianmo temporarily lived was full of books, bamboo slips and dried medicinal materials.

Sitting behind the desk, Bai Qianmo frowned. At this time, Bai Qianmo was more mature than three years ago, and his face was more handsome, and because of the long-term soaking in medicinal materials.

There is a faint medicinal fragrance on his body, but his complexion is a little sickly pale, there are faint dark circles around his eyes, and he has long black hair.

Behind the messy drape on his shoulders, the whole person was indescribably haggard. Just after Bai Qianmo read the bamboo slips in his hands, he sighed with a headache and leaned his back on your back.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed his temples, and muttered to himself with a headache: "Fuck! What's the matter? It is obvious that the prescription is effective, why can't it cure the source of the disease?..."

"Damn it, time is running out."

Speaking of this, Bai Qianmo's eyes could not help being congested and turned red, and he slammed a fist on the table, making a muffled noise.

A drop of bright red blood between the fingers, left along the fingers, dripped on the table, some splashed on the medicinal materials, Bai Qianmo did not care.

With a headache, he rubbed his forehead with his hands, bandaged it casually, stood up and picked up the medicinal materials on the table, and began to grind the medicine and decoct the medicine.

Soon a bowl of blackened potion was made. Bai Qianmo took the potion, walked out of the room to another room, opened the door and walked in.

Familiar with the road, Bai Qianmo couldn't help but let out a long sigh as he looked at the pale face of the little girl with a dull complexion on the bed and a slightly sunken eye socket.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, she helped the girl up, holding the potion to feed the girl, and soon the bowl of medicine was drunk, Bai Qianmo put the bowl down.

He stretched out his hand on the girl’s pulse and closed his eyes to catch the pulse, but after a while, he found that the girl’s pulse had not changed at all. Bai Qianmo shook his head helplessly, stood up and was about to leave. Girl.

Just stretched out a small hand, grabbed Bai Qianmo's clothes corner, Bai Qianmo turned his head to look at the girl, those eyes full of desire to survive, Bai Qianmo really didn't know what to say.

I could only stretch out my hand, rubbed the little girl’s long, gray, dry hair, and said softly, "Hey! Little girl believe me, I will save you back."

After speaking, Bai Qianmo turned around, left the room, and went outside to look at the sunset sky. Bai Qianmo sighed weakly.

He came back to the room, lit an oil lamp, pulled up the simple bamboo slips next to it, and looked at it. Soon the night passed, Bai Qianmo woke up from the desk.

Rubbing his forehead, Bai Qianmo stood up tiredly, at this moment...