Chapter 110： The savior of troubled times

Lu Xingwang loves him, Jian Mei knows.

It is precisely because of this that he also loves Lu Xingzuo. He really loves that His Royal Highness has to-personally bear-everything, and that his Royal Highness may have to face it. Therefore, he will not sit and wait for death. He must do his best. Standing up, not only Lu Xingwang came to protect himself, but he could also stand up to shelter Lu Xingwang from the wind and rain.

Two people were silent-after the battle.

Lu Xingwang understood the simple and ambiguous character. His Royal Highness finally did not force any more. He just whispered and said: "Take care of yourself and don't put yourself in a dangerous situation, understand?"

Jian Mei nodded and said, "I know."

This was his promise to Lu Xingwang, and it seemed to be a promise to himself.

"You also have to be well." Jian Mei said: "I might have set off at night. I was already on the road at that time. I'm sorry, I can't see your enthroned hall with my own eyes."

Lu Xing said, "It's okay."

We are all on the road.

After talking for a long time, they told the other party to take care of themselves and take care of their own health.

Finally, when the call was about to hang up, Lu Xingwang still spoke in a low voice, calling out, "Jian Mei."

Jian Mei's heart—tighten, and softly responded—and asked: "What's the matter?"

"Take care of yourself." Lu Xing said in vain, his voice implied strong emotions, overwhelming his inner anxiety: "--I must come back safely."

Jian Mei smiled: "Of course!"

I don’t know why, and I stayed with Lu Xing for more than half a year. Although the two people don’t see each other often, Jian Mei has an attachment to him. It may be because there is only one relative in this world, he Slowly, he couldn't do without His Royal Highness.

"When I come back this time, I have something to tell you." Jian Mei's heart was very nervous: "Well..."

Lu Xing replied, "Okay."

He didn't know what Jian Mei was going to say, but he respected Jian Mei's choice.

It wasn't until the moment of separation that he seemed to realize that time again, that he almost lost the sense of panic, and he became more aware of the importance of simplicity. At the critical moment of the epidemic, there is nothing more important than this. But waiting-after the cut is over, he also has something to say to Jian Mei.

"We'll have a good chat when you come back—talk." Lu Xingwang whispered.

Jian Mei smiled and nodded: "Okay!"

After the call, he packed up and saluted as quickly as possible. Lu Yuncheng’s car came quickly. After getting in the car, because there was no time to rest at night, Jian Mei simply slept in the car—at night, originally Everyone believed that there was enough rest time to rest after arriving in the golden town, but what everyone did not expect was that there was an accident on the road.

The epidemic in the towns along the way broke out faster and more rapidly.

On the day when Lu Xing took the throne, it seemed that the previous dormant conditions had sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain—all sprouts, and the clinical symptoms displayed were different.

"I have a fever." Yuncheng looked at a patient from the side of the road: "And all of them have erythema, and they are unconscious."

This is the first patient they encountered on the road.

Jian Mei herself was also a little worried: "What's the situation in the local hospital?"

The semi-comatose patient replied: "The hospital is already full. If you get sick, you must be hospitalized for observation, but you can get 1 gold coin a day, so you can't live in the hospital at all."

At this time, Stan's problems were exposed.

"Many rich people are also sick." Another, a little weak child, said: "They occupies all the hospital beds, and now no one can pass."

How much sadness is hidden in the seemingly plain words.

Jian Mei was very sad and angry: "How can there be so many rich people? Are there so few hospital beds?"

The thin commoner smiled.

They weren't laughing at anything else, but seeing that they were well dressed, obviously the simple ignorance of aristocrats, and they actually said something like this, which made people feel a little bit funny at the same time, but also a little bit ridiculously moved.

The civilian said: "What should we do? The number of priests is limited, and they can't control us so much."

Jian Mei and Lu Yun stared at each other.

At this critical juncture, which is rare in a century, the defects of this country's medical system are naturally exposed.

Soon, bad news came from the hospital. Most of the wealthy businessmen who were cured by divine power soon discovered that their divine power had disappeared!

"Where is the supernatural power?"

"Why can't my divine power be used anymore."

"Gosh..."

Because most of the patients accepted by the hospital are rich and wealthy, and most of the rich are the holders of divine power, and those who are healed by divine power lose their divine power, creating a vicious circle, lower-level civilians The people don't have magical powers, but they can't treat the disease.

Slowly, someone finally started to explode: "Why do the treatment of priests make us lose our supernatural power?"

What kind of epidemic is this? It is so serious.

People who have lost their divine power and grief, just want to find a place to vent their anger and dissatisfaction, and what people are best at is to shirk responsibility, that is, to find someone to scapegoat-to blame the same enemy:

"It seems to have this disease since the crown prince became king."

"Did he bring us misfortune?"

"I remember that His Royal Highness seemed to have lost his supernatural power."

"It's all because of him."

"How did Your Highness restore his divine power? Did he use any sorcery?"

The masses talked a lot, and their grievances against Lu Xingwang soared. Many people who lost their powers were the most excited and excited. They blamed the prince on the prince, regardless of the truth of the matter and the culprit.

Jian Mei was also very anxious after seeing the misery of the roadside patient.

Lu Yuncheng has already docked with the local hospital and contacted the head office. He issued an instruction to reduce the amount of subordinates in major hospitals to ensure that civilians can also treat illnesses. But there is a very tragic fact that still lies in front of everyone. It's just that the medical power is not enough.

With the scale of the infection, some priests have also become ill. Their infection means that the resources and power of doctors are reduced, and more patients cannot be treated at the first time. At this time, the introduction of extraterrestrial drugs is even worse. , The people of Steinstar are inherently resistant to those drugs and cannot accept it.

When the pedestrians finally arrived in the golden town, they were shocked by the desolation of the town at the root of the outbreak. The hospital was full, there were very few pedestrians on the road, and the crowd was in a hurry. Some of the poorer people even lay down directly. Waiting for death on the side of the road.

Jian Mei saw Pingping: "Pingping, where is your family?"

-Years gone, I grew a lot taller, looks a little stronger, but it's hard to conceal my worries at the moment.

Pingping said with some crying: "Mom and Dad are sick and they are both at home."

"Why not go to the hospital?" Jian Mei asked worriedly: "Is it because the hospital is full?"

He shook his head flatly: "It's useless. Now a doctor is also infected. The precious medical resources are left to the nobles. It's useless if we go."

When he arrived at Pingping's house, Jian Mei finally saw two people. They were lying on the bed with a high fever. The ice pack did not seem to have any effect. The hospital had begun to distribute emergency potions to fight the illness, but the effect was minimal.

Seeing that Ping Ping came back with Jian Mei, her mother hurriedly said: "Ping Ping, don't come over! Mei Mei, you are far away too!"

Jian Mei and Heping stood at the door.

Mother coughed a few times and said, "Don't infect you."

"Ambiguous, why are you back at this time, how dangerous it is." Except for the excitement in the mother's voice just now, this will become weaker. She took some breath and looked at the child at the door with attachment, and whispered: " But thank you for your willingness to come back to see us. Too many people here have been infected and ambiguous. Don't stay here for a long time. Go back to the capital."

Jian Mei said: "Let's come, I am here this time to save you."

The mother shook her head, as if tears fell from her cheeks, she said: "No, useless ambiguity, thank you for your kindness, but you should go quickly, go further, I know you are a good boy, If possible, I only hope that you can, and you can take it with you—get up and go..."

Their bodies seem to be at their limit, and their voices are getting weaker and weaker.

Jian Mo put on his self-made mask, and entered the room regardless of any obstacles. He began to pulse Ping Ping’s mother. This observation of the patient, including the close contact between this and this time, made Jian Mo more in his heart. It has become more and more certain that the symptoms of this disease are somewhat similar to those of smallpox, but not particularly similar.

If Grandpa was there, he might be more confident than himself.

No, don't panic, Jian Mei, think about what Grandpa would do if he was there,-I must calm down.

Jian Ambiguous complexion was stern. He got up from his flat mother, walked to the table next to him, picked up a pen and paper, and began to write the prescription. His face was serious, and every word he wrote was passed. After careful consideration and consideration, the medical books he had read, the cases that grandfather had told him in his spare time, all—all were quickly brushed through in his mind, which became the power for him to write at this moment.

Finally, when the last word ends, Zhang Yaofang suddenly appears on the paper.

Pingping came over and said: "Ambiguous, what is this?"

"This is medicine." Jian Mei took the prescription in his hand. The room was a bit dim, but the light in his eyes was not extinguished: "This is the medicine to save the lives of your parents."

Pingping-startled, and then showed a big smile: "Really, can this really save my mother?"

Jian Mei nodded gently: "There is hope. If it goes well, although it is not very sure, I can only try-try."

Pingping gave Jian Mei a big hug: "Thank you, Mei Mei! You are really our family's savior!"

You are also the savior of this country.