After planting cowpox, the master and servant tied their sleeves and their arms were tied with clean white cloth.

Zhao Ce, a noble family, was so disheveled that the people around him were stunned for a while.

However, Zhao Ce ignored their vision and directly asked Cheng Peixing to lead the way to the place where the victims gathered.

He was going to personally grow cowpox for the first people he selected.

When Cheng Peixing saw Zhao Ce approaching, he subconsciously took a few steps back.

This is because I think my life is too long and I force the smallpox into my body!

Yongxibo wants his life, but he still wants it.

Seeing that Zhao Ce was about to stop approaching, he let out a sigh of relief.

"Please follow me."

Zhu Houzhao couldn't go with him where the victims gathered.

He did not forget to remind him in the car.

"Remember to obey Yongsib's arrangement and not to disobey his orders."

"If Yongxibo has any problems, come and report them as soon as possible!"

Cheng Peixing agreed respectfully.

After thinking about it, Zhu Houzhao ordered his close servants again, "You two follow Yongxibo and obey his dispatch."

Although these two close servants were a little worried about their own safety, they still followed Zhao Ce as they said.

Zhao Ce asked them to fold a few layers of clean cloth to cover their mouths and noses.

The group of talents followed Cheng Peixing and arrived at the place where refugees gathered.

"Can the person infected with the disease be found?"

Cheng Peixing asked his subordinates.

One of them nodded.

"Young Master, found it."

He pointed to a corner in the distance, a place that was obviously separated from everyone.

"There were red spots on the face, and many refugees came into contact with these people."

Cheng Peixing asked a few refugees to come and test the medicine for Zhao Ce, and then told the people below to build two clean rooms for Zhao Ce and his servant outside.

Zhao Ce also glanced at the place where the victims gathered.

A large straw shed, all of which were driven here by refugees.

These people were driven to the foot of the mountain and gathered together.

Not to mention partitions, even the most basic distance of separation is one meter.

Zhao Ce frowned and said, "At such a close distance, all these people will be infected."

Mr. Cheng said disapprovingly: "Didn't the two imperial doctors say that there is no cure for smallpox."

"And Yongxibo's method can only prevent it and cannot play a therapeutic role."

"These people probably have been infected with smallpox, and they all have to wait for death anyway."

"Why do you have to spend so much energy on them?"

After being infected with smallpox, people are basically driven to one place, restrict their activities, and let them fend for themselves.

These people are not sure that any of them are infected with this symptom.

But Lord Lu has already let everyone control, and it is basically impossible for them to come out again.

As for the relief from the court, it actually doesn't matter much.

Anyway, it's just a cure disease.

While they were talking, refugees who fled here were driven over.

When they saw the people sent by the court, they basically came over with great trust.

But without knowing that the court has classified them all as people who may be infected with the disease.

Zhao Ce took a rough look and probably there were hundreds of people there.

If so many people can be isolated separately in the early stages of discovery, they can also screen out many uninfected people.

But now that these people have rushed here in a swarm, even those who are not sick may be infected.

Zhao Ce's heart was calm and he looked at Cheng Peixing who was disregarded next to him.

"This young man, I had someone send me a partition management method before, why didn't I do it?"

"Even if the shed cannot be built in time, at least one meter apart must be at least ten feet apart."

Cheng Peixing responded casually: "Yong Xibo is right."

"But you also saw that there is only a little bit of it at the foot of the mountain."

"If we separate, we may not be able to watch some people at all times."

"I didn't watch this, and some people ran out, but what should I do?"

Cheng Peixing was talking when the refugees there suddenly had an argument with the guards.

The guards shouted: "Stop, don't move forward!"

A woman was holding a child in her hand, and the man in front of her was anxious to break out.

After being scolded like this, she couldn't help but tremble.

But the voice of the child in her arms was already very weak, and the husband standing in front couldn't take too much care.

"Official, I'm here to escape. I heard that someone else was sending porridge there just now."

"I'll ask the official to be kind and ask me to ask for a bowl of porridge for my children to drink."

The man's voice was already crying.

In order to survive, their family had to escape outside the city and wait for relief.

As soon as he arrived nearby, he heard that a good man was serving porridge, so he wanted to ask for a bowl of porridge for his wife and children.

But I didn't expect that the officers and soldiers would arrive here before people approached.

I originally thought that this was a unified relief for the court.

But they waited for most of the day but didn't see a drop of porridge.

Now that the half-aged child is hungry, he has no choice but to clash with these officers and soldiers.

After hearing his words, the officer and soldier scolded: "Go back and wait, you will naturally be given food."

But his words didn't work.

Many people were so hungry that they surrounded them and asked for food.

Those families who were serving the porridge in the morning had already asked someone to arrange for him to go back to the city gate and wait for the imperial doctor to confirm the diagnosis.

Those who are all wealthy families do not have to worry about fending off themselves.

However, these people are not so lucky.

Zhao Ce heard these people's words and suddenly asked, "Why don't you release food?"

"Didn't Lord Lu say that although the autumn grain was not collected, part of it was collected."

"That part cannot be used to provide disaster relief first?"

The two of them were about one or two meters away, Cheng Peixing withdrew his eyes, as if he thought Zhao Ce was saying something funny.

He said: "Yongxibo, these people are people who may be infected with smallpox."

"What if all of us are infected if we are infected?"

"It's better to wait a few days to see, so as not to waste food."

Both sides and vertically, there is no need to waste food.

It’s better to keep the food for those who really need it.

Zhao Ce closed his eyes and said angrily: "My method can prevent smallpox."

"After letting the food distributors get vaccinated, they won't be afraid of being infected."

"And there are many uninfected people who have divided them and observed them."

Cheng Peixing nodded and smoothly said: "Then wait a few days to see if Yongxibo's treatment method is effective."

"If it works, it's not too late to take care of it."

Zhu Houzhao said just now, asking them to obey Zhao Ce'e's dispatch. M.

Cheng Peixing agreed in person, but now he is playing Tai Chi with Zhao Ce.

The victims who cried and asked for food to be released did not get any feedback, so they could only look for some grass roots and bark at the foot of the mountain to fill their stomachs.

Zhao Ce looked at Cheng Peixing, who looked indifferent on the other side with a expressionless face.
Chapter completed!