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The proton of Da Qinmao, the prince of Bohai County, was his third son. He had been hostage in Youzhou since he was fifteen years old, but he was a hostage in the Tang Dynasty. Due to An Lushan's rebellion, Da Yingjun changed from a hostage in the Tang Dynasty to an hostage in An Lushan. An Lushan used this hostage to continuously put pressure on the Sumo-Muhe people to send troops to send grain. Although the Sumo-Muhe people did not send troops, they were still forced to support An Lushan's lot of food.

An Lushan was afraid that someone would rescue the hostage, so he placed him under house arrest in the military camp, and people were closely monitored throughout the day. However, during this period of turmoil in Hebei, An Lushan had no time to take care of the hostage of Prince Sumo and Marine.

Because Da Yingjun is under extremely strict supervision and in good health, Ji Sheng has not had the chance to meet Da Yingjun yet, but he has his own will. He just received the task today and the opportunity came.

Ji Sheng and Wei Ruqun carried the medicine box and went to the tent where Da Yingjun was detained again. Da Yingjun's tent and Ji Sheng's military doctor's tent were both in the same camp, but they were very far apart, one in the southwest and the other in the northwest, which happened to be a diagonal.

The camp they were in was one of the five direct military camps of An Lushan, with about 20,000 troops garrisoned, led by An Yongzhen, the third security guard of An Lushan’s twelve security guards.

Military doctors have a low status in the military camp, but they are very popular. Almost every soldier will say hello when he sees them, and they will also stuff some copper coins. Don’t underestimate this copper coins. They may be able to save their lives in the future. Wei Ruqun is not polite and accepts them all with a smile.

Of course, there are not only the two of them in the military camp, but they are the most famous, thanks to Wei Ruqun's superb medical skills, and most of the other military doctors are Hu doctors.

"Military Doctor Wei, the prince seems to be better."

As soon as he walked to Da Yingjun's tent, the officer who was watching over him came forward and smiled.

Wei Ruqun curled his lips disdainfully and said, "What's the good thing? I temporarily suppressed him. His problem is not small. If he doesn't care about him, he might lose his life."

The officer was startled and he could not escape responsibility if something happened. He hurriedly said, "Those two military doctors, go and see him!"

He greeted Ji Sheng again, and he also knew Ji Sheng.

The two walked into the tent and a sour smell came towards us. The prince was really miserable. He was locked in this tent all day long, eating, drinking, defecating and urinating. He could not go out at all, and he was always stared at every move. This has been almost two years.

Da Yingjun is about twenty-three or four years old this year. Contrary to his name, he is not handsome at all, and even a little ugly, with a small figure and a very big nose, so he is easily recognizable. If he wants to escape from the military camp, he will only cover his face, but this is almost impossible.

At this time, he was lying on the bed. Due to illness, his face was thinner and his nose was even bigger.

"Doctor Wei...you are here, thank you!"

He spoke weakly and pointed at his stomach, "It seems a little better than in the morning."

"I feel that your disease is probably not as simple as eating a stomachache. I called Doctor No. 3 to treat it together."

Ji Sheng also squatted down and took his lower pulse. Although the pulse was weak, it was still stable. This was because he was under house arrest for a long time and his sanitation conditions were too poor.

He nodded and said to Wei Ruqun: "I suspect it is an early symptom of the plague."

"I'm also worried. I heard that a plague occurred in the army brought back by the little prince from Hedong. We must be careful."

The surveillance officer standing behind them was shocked. If it was a plague, they would all die. And he also heard that there was a plague in the army brought back by An Qingxu, but how could it be transmitted here? This prince never leaves the account!

Ji Sheng gave Wei Ruqun a wink. Wei Ruqun understood and stood up and said to the officer: "I have a few words to say, go outside and say it!"

The doctor's words were generally not rejected, so the officer went out with Wei Ruqun, and only Ji Sheng and the hostage Da Yingjun were left in the tent.

Ji Sheng quickly took out a patterned ring from the medicine box and took it to Da Yingjun to show him. Da Yingjun was stunned at first, then his eyes flashed with a bright light. He recognized the ring, which was the ring of the father's ring and the symbol of the Bohai County Prince. Just as he was about to speak, Ji Sheng shrewd and whispered in his ear: "I am here to save you, you must cooperate!"

Da Yingjun nodded, his eyes were excited. At this time, Wei Ruqun and the officer walked in. "Doctor No. 3 has more experience with the plague than me. Now he is just suspicious. The key is to see if the patient will have a fever tonight. If he has a fever, it is very likely. You must notify me immediately, and no one is allowed to get close. Now I will give him another medicine to see if he can control the condition."

The officer nodded in palpitations. Of course he knew that if it was a plague, whoever approached would die. He sighed and asked, "How could it be? I really don't understand?"

"It is difficult to explain the source of this disease, but I guess it is because he is too dirty. You should use two tents for him to separate in and out, and maybe you can avoid it. It's too late now. Remember to tell your brothers, I will teach you the way you can use it."

The two of them walked into the camp as they spoke, and Wei Ruqun asked, "How is he?"

Ji Sheng shook his head and said that the information was not good.

"Okay! I'll decoct the medicine for him first. You can immediately take out all his things and burn them all, including Wan who was eating, and you must dig a hole and bury it deep."

The best way to make others believe that the handsome man is in the plague is to create panic first. As long as the panic comes together, the soldiers who monitor him will naturally speak for them. They may have luck on their backs, but they don’t want to have one.

For a moment, a fire broke out in the open space outside. The soldiers covered their mouths and noses with a toner cloth in one hand, and held a bamboo pole in the other hand and picked up all the bedding, clothes, pillows and other items used by Da Yingjun into the fire and burned them.

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Chapter completed!