Yu Hengyue choked due to his rough movements. Fortunately, most of the medicine had been drunk, and only a small part flowed down the corner of his mouth to his neck.
"Don't waste it next time. There aren't enough medicinal materials in the city now."
Kong Qing put the medicine bowl on the table nearby, carefully laid his body flat, then picked up a handkerchief and dipped it in water to help him deal with the medicine that flowed near his neck.
"Have the...herbal medicines from other states and counties not been...sent?"
"The official roads to Suizhou have been cut off by floods in many places, or blocked by falling rocks and broken trees. I'm afraid it will take some time to deliver them. The herbs in the city can only be enough for three days at most.
"
Kong Qing wiped him and answered his questions.
When he found that his middle coat was soaked with sweat and stuck to his body, he took off his middle coat without saying a word, preparing to wipe his body and make him lie down more comfortably.
"what you do?"
Yu Hengyue was so frightened by his sudden movements that he became more energetic. He didn't know where the strength came from, and he quickly gathered up the clothes that he had stripped off half of his clothes.
"I'll wipe your body. You're covered in sweat. If you don't wipe it and put on clean clothes and bedding, I'm afraid you'll get cold again before the plague is cured. Even if Hua Tuo comes back to life, I'm afraid I won't be able to save you."
Kong Qing took it for granted and didn't feel anything was wrong. It wasn't until he saw that Yu Hengyue's pale face had a suspicious red color that he suddenly realized it.
"Is it possible that you are still shy? We are two grown men. I have what you have, and I don't have what you don't have. There is nothing to be ashamed of."
"you--"
Yu Hengyue was speechless for a moment. Just when he was distracted, the clothes he had just pulled up were stripped off by Kong Qing in two or two strokes.
This time he directly threw the clothes where he couldn't reach them, and then he kept talking and started doing it with his hands.
"I...you...just ask the servant to help me...just!"
Yu Hengyue was not shy. Although he was a grown man, it was the first time that he was lying on the bed so weakly and at the mercy of others. This made him, a general who usually speaks his mind, extremely uncomfortable.
Kong Qing was too lazy to argue with him, so he only sent him two words, "Hypocritical."
He is wearing a mask now. He has been dealing with herbs all year round and is not prone to contracting the plague. What's more, now that he has mastered it, why is he still called a boy?
The atmosphere in the room was very strange, or Yu Hengyue's expression was very unnatural.
The bed was surrounded by curtains to isolate him, a patient infected with the plague.
Inside the curtain, a man with bronze skin all over his body was lying on the bed wearing only underwear, with a frown on his weak face, as if every minute and every second was suffering.
At first, Kong Qing just wanted to clean him up quickly and put him into clean clothes so that he could have a good rest.
Hearing his rapid and weak breathing, and seeing his whole body tense, he felt a little bit dumbfounded.
This big man is very innocent.
Looking at the various scars and arrow wounds on his body, his previous dissatisfaction with him had dissipated a lot.
No matter how unpleasant his temper may be, he is still an admirable young general.
"Hey...what are you doing!"
Yu Heng, who had his eyes closed tightly, felt as if his underwear had also been taken off by this person. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the person in front of him with wide eyes in disbelief.
"It's impossible to just wipe the upper body. Okay, okay, it will be over soon. Don't feel bad. I have lived for more than 20 years and I have never served someone like this. Just be satisfied."
After that, Kong Qing stopped teasing him and quickly wiped his body. Then he took out a clean shirt and underwear for him to put on, picked him up from the bed and put him on a chair beside him.
He took out the clean bedding and replaced the sweaty bedding without stopping, and finally put him on the bed and covered him with the quilt.
"You have a good rest and I will bring you medicine later."
"Thanks."
Although Yu Hengyue said thank you very quietly, Kong Qing took it seriously.
The corners of his mouth under the mask curled up, but he said nothing.
"No need to give me... any more medicine, give it to... the people outside."
"I will figure out a solution for the shortage of medicinal herbs. As the coach, you'd better get well soon and take charge of the overall situation. Go to sleep."
Kong Qing knew that he was worried about the lack of medicinal materials. His current condition was a bit serious. Without medicine, he might not be able to explain to Qi Xiuyao when he returned.
After that, he stood up, took the medicine bowl, water for wiping himself and a handkerchief, lifted the curtain and left the room.
There is a shortage of medicinal materials in the city, and the number of people infected with the plague continues to increase. Just now he and Yu Hengyue said that the medicinal materials can last for three days.
Not really.
These three days refer to the fact that there will be no more new people infected with the plague, so it can barely last three days.
But in fact, the number of new infections every day is not optimistic. Those medicinal materials may only be enough for two days at most if used sparingly.
He had to think of a way, otherwise everyone would have to stay in Suizhou City.
Kong Qing said he would come up with a solution, and Yu Hengyue breathed a sigh of relief.
He now finally knew why His Highness asked him to come to Suizhou in the first place, and also why Jingyan said this could not be done without him.
No one told him at the time that Kong Qing was a doctor, no, a miracle doctor whose medical skills were even more exquisite than the five imperial doctors assigned to him by the emperor.
Other imperial doctors and doctors were helpless against the plague and suggested that he simply quarantine all those infected with the plague and let nature take its course.
But Kong Qing, against all opinions, divided those infected with the plague into mild and severe cases and isolated them separately, and then prescribed targeted medicines.
The epidemic in the city has been brought under control, and many people whose plague was not severe have recovered.
And if it weren't for him, not only would nearly half of the people in the city die from the plague, but he might also have died.
Speaking of which, Kong Qing was still his savior, and he had tried his best to take care of himself just now.
Yu Hengyue felt more guilt and admiration for him in his heart. The guilt was that because Jingyan liked him, he always looked down on him and stabbed him from time to time.
I admire him because he not only has superb medical skills, but also has a broad and kind heart.
Although he said that he would take care of the medicinal materials, Yu Hengyue also wanted to get well soon and do something for the people in the city.
He was still thinking about the plague and the medicinal materials in his mind, but he had not recovered yet. His body was very weak, and he felt a little drowsy after drinking the medicine. In the end, he couldn't hold on anymore and slowly fell asleep.
But before he lost consciousness completely, he seemed to see Kong Qing coming to his bed again?