"Listen to me!" Qiyin interrupted the prefect's words, "Isn't it good to just control the epidemic and stop spreading and contagious? Is it necessary to kill people? Using the mountaintops in the west of the city as the epidemic area, let's arrange all the sick people to live on the mountaintops! You ask Shengjing for help and gather more famous doctors to study the best recipes for treatment. Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, shouldn't we all try it? I didn't even try it, and I wanted to burn and kill them all. Don't you think it's too cruel!"

Sitting and waiting for death is not her style. No matter how terrible the disease is, she believes that there must be a trace of cure. [】

Besides, Yun Huan is not a foolish monarch. She believes in him and will never do anything that cares about the lives and deaths of the people.

"Madam General's proposal is very good!" The doctor really wanted to applaud. Why didn't they think that it was too cruel to burn those sick people to death. How to divide the mountaintops in the west of the city into an epidemic area, and all the patients gather there, so that the source of the disease will not spread again.

And while taking care of the general's wife, he can also study the prescription to see if he can find a way to cure the epidemic.

The prefect was still worried, "If the imperial court knew, would it still be in charge of Jingzhou?" It must be a lockdown, and there will be some relief and help them survive the flood.

"You are the emperor's people, how can he ignore you?" After saying that, Qiyin turned his head and looked at Yan Weile again, with no waves in his eyes without any feelings.

"Yan Weile, you will submit your memorial. If you don't, you are so greedy and afraid of death, I will really look down on you."

Regardless of whether he was 100% sure, Qiyin's last sentence still aroused him.

"Don't worry, you should recuperate. I will write to Your Majesty to ask him to send the imperial physician here." Yan Weile looked at her with heartache. Her strength was indeed not comparable to ordinary women. She didn't make a fuss, and she didn't panic for a moment, as if she was not her in the disease, but she cared about the life and death of others.

How can such a pearl make him not love or feel sorry for him?

"The people in the south of the city will follow your proposal."

"That's good." Regardless of whether they have any hope of healing or not, they can live one more day at least.

"Miss, don't be afraid, don't worry, Xiaoqin will always be with you." Xiaoqin wiped her tears and looked at her lady who was so weak that she might fall down at any time, she grabbed her hand without any measure.

Qiyin didn't shake her hand away, and looked solemn, "Don't touch me Xiaoqin."

"Miss, Xiaoqin is not afraid of being infected, she wants to die with the lady."

"Don't come here."

Xiaoqin was stopped by Qiyin.

"Miss." Xiaoqin kept crying. The lady had never been so fierce to her. She was so scared that she stood there stupidly and dared not move.

"Xiaoqin, don't cry anymore, this will only make me sadder." Qiyin looked at a place with a distant look, wondering what he thought of, and sighed, "If I really die, Xiaoqin, you go back to Zhuge Mansion to take good care of my parents for me, do you understand?"

"Miss, you won't die, you won't!"

"I just said if." Besides, they have already died once. God is actually very cheap. She has given her so much time, although she still wants more time.

"If it doesn't work, the lady will definitely live for a hundred years." Xiaoqin said stubbornly. Why does God always refuse to favor her? She must suffer so much suffering and hardships.
Chapter completed!