Several doctors did a good job, isolating early patients together, and in the middle period, and in the high fever.

Song Wanyue went to the place where the patient with high fever lived, diagnosed the pulse one by one, and wrote different prescriptions.

People in the capital have heard of Song Wanyue’s name, but she was covered up tightly, and no one would have thought that she would treat her doctor. She wondered when was there such a young female doctor in the capital?

Song Yin followed her, searching for Cui Hu without any trace. It was not until noon that he found someone in the shed at the edge.

He made a gesture calmly, and Cui Hu nodded slightly.

"Miss Song..."

A yamen runner came over and shouted, "It's noon, you can rest for a while, and the food will be delivered later."

Miss Song?

The patient who had been pursuing Song Wanyue's pulse looked at each other and asked stutteringly, "Which girl are you?"

After asking, I felt that I was stupid. There was still that girl Song in the capital who would take the risk to treat them.

"Of course it's Miss Song Wanyue and Song."

The yamen runner replied loudly, "Not only did she come to see you, she also brought a large truck of medicinal materials."

With medicinal herbs, they will not die, and the family will not be injurious.

I don’t know who took the lead and knelt down to kowtow to Song Wanyue.

Song Wanyue quickly helped the person up, "Don't do this, I'm just a little bit. Everyone must have confidence in our doctors, and they will definitely cure you."

There are very few people who can heal after getting smallpox. The people have been in the fear of death these days. Song Wanyue's words are like giving them a reassurance. Everyone has raised hope. Miss Song is a living Bodhisattva!

"Miss Song, can we really be cured?"

"certainly."

Song Wanyue replied without any hesitation, "Smallopsis is not terrible. We have found a treatment method. You just need to drink medicine on time every day and do what the doctor said, and it will be cured soon."

"We believe in Miss Song!"

"Yes, we believe it!"

Even the yamen runners were infected by this atmosphere and shouted.

He was sent to stay here, and he felt uncomfortable watching these patients lie down and wait for death every day. He believed in Song Wanyue more than the people and what she said.

A group of doctors surrounded Manager Yao and stood in the distance. Seeing this scene was also agitation. Being a doctor was to save lives and heal the wounded, and no one wanted to see patients dying in front of him every day.

...

Duke Zhenguo, Duke Dingguo, the six ministers of the ministers, Jingzhao prefect and Zhu Zhihong entered the palace together.

The emperor is still the same as he is unconscious.

Eunuch Huang stayed for several days and could no longer hold on. He fainted early this morning and was carried back to his residence by the palace servants.

Only Concubine Xiao Xian and the Fourth Prince were guarding the bed.

"Empress..."

After seeing the emperor, the Minister of Rites knelt down at Concubine Xiao Xian, "Tomorrow is the eighteenth day. The Emperor's imperial appointment to make the Fourth Prince the Crown Prince is ready."

Concubine Xiao Xian was here day and night, and she was a little slow to wait and didn't react for a while. Instead, the fourth prince understood the meaning of the Minister of Rites and opposed, "No, my father is still ill, how can he hold a grand ceremony of enthronement at this time?"

"Your Highness clearly understands that in order to prepare for the enthronement, the Ministry of Rites has spent a lot of manpower and material resources. If it is postponed, these expenses will be in vain. If it is normal, it would be fine, but now the smallpox in the capital is making trouble, and the court does not know how much it will cost. My opinion is to save some. Besides, if there is no enthronement ceremony, it is not right to handle the court affairs. I beg Your Highness to think twice."

"Please think twice."

Duke Zhen took the lead, Duke Ding and the other five ministers also knelt down.

Concubine Xiao Xian realized, "Feng'er is still young and can't afford to take on state affairs..."

"Empress..."

The Minister of Personnel interrupted her, "The emperor is now in a coma, and the affairs of the court are piled up like a mountain. If he doesn't deal with it, it may cause chaos across the country. I also asked Empress Xian to agree to this matter for the sake of the people of Daqing."

"But Feng'er has no experience in handling state affairs, and I'm afraid he won't do it well."

The country is fair, "I am willing to help with all my strength, and the fourth prince and gentleman are on the side to guide me, so the empress do not need to worry."

"this……"

Concubine Xiao Xian looked at her father, and Duke Ding met her gaze, nodded slightly, and spoke respectfully, "Don't worry, Empress, as long as you agree, I will go out of the palace to find Xu Yan immediately and ask him to agree to enter the palace to assist the Fourth Highness."

"Well, okay. But the emperor is still ill, and the people in the capital are also panicked. It is not necessary to make too much noise in the enthronement. All civil and military officials can watch the ceremony."

"yes."

The few people responded together and breathed a sigh of relief.

...

Song Wanyue and his friends stayed outside the city for a day, and returned to the city when it was getting dark.

Cui Hu took advantage of the quarantine that no one was paying attention, got on the carriage containing herbs, changed into the clothes prepared inside, and took measures to isolate them.

When the soldiers guarding the city saw that they were back, they did not check and directly let them into the city.

Return all the way to the residence in Nancheng.

Seeing Cui Hu get off the carriage, Hu Yong breathed a sigh of relief. From the moment they hid in the mountains, they were ready to die at any time, but not to see his brothers die with their own eyes.

Cui Hu made a gesture to him better than everything and followed Xiao Si to the house prepared for him.

Song Wanyue, Song Yin and Manager Yao took a bath and burned the changed clothes.

Dr. Yao sat on the rocking chair, his body shaking with the rocking chair, "I said, disciple, when can I earn that ten thousand taels of gold?"

He couldn't wait.

He wanted to give the money to his second brother and let him expand Renshan Hall, so that he would have the honor to go underground to see his father in a hundred years.

"It's almost there. It's been just these two days. Master is waiting with peace of mind. That ten thousand taels of gold cannot escape."

"You are filial, if you make a few delicious dishes for your teacher, you will be even more filial."

"It's not possible today. We have to go to Xu's mansion."

Dr. Yao smacked his lips, thinking that if it weren't for the dog emperor, he should have fed him a handful of poison after entering the palace, so that his disciples would have plenty of time to prepare delicious food for him in the future.

...

When Song Wanyue and the others arrived, Xu Yan and Mr. Second were both in the old man's house.

"Great-grandfather, second grandfather, uncle."

The two met.

The old man said, "Sit down."

The two sat down, Xu Liang brought the tea and put it in front of the two of them and walked out to guard the door.

The old man looked at the two, "Duke Ding is here today, and the crown prince's enthronement ceremony will be held tomorrow. Yan'er will be invited to the palace to assist the fourth prince."

All of these were expected. The two of them were not surprised too much and just asked, "What is the grandfather's meaning...?"
Chapter completed!