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All the children in the capital city had been firmly surrounded. They did not even dare to let out their houses, let alone let them go out.

For a time, everyone was panic-stricken.

Everyone's hopes were placed on Zhan Xiaolou.

When they saw the circle of people surrounding the entrance, all of them were extremely distressed. Some carried children on their backs, some held children, and some pulled them away. They all looked at her with eyes full of hope, but no one said a word.

"Everyone, don't be afraid."

Zhan Xiaolou said. Her voice was as calm as ever as it echoed through the silent crowd.

Everyone pricked up their ears to listen, as if hearing this sound could cure the pimples.

"I will treat it." Zhan Xiaolou said, "Moreover, there will be a special place outside the city to treat the pox. All the patients inside the city will also go outside the city. I won't let the patients enter the city, nor will it affect everyone's lives."

With this said.

Everyone present cheered.

"Doctor Zhan, thank you. You saved my life."

"Doctor Zhan, you're the genius doctor!"

"Great, my daughter is saved."

Zhan Xiaolou once again raised his hand to signal for silence.

"Don't worry, everyone. Go back and take care of the children. Don't go out for the next few days, and don't gather in a crowded area. I will have the Military and Horse Division inform you about the arrangements." "No," she said.

The citizens cheered again.

"Alright, alright. Everyone disperse. Doctor Zhan just said not to gather." The female official said.

When the citizens heard this, they immediately dispersed. In the blink of an eye, the previously crowded streets were completely cleared of people.

The female official was flabbergasted and smiled at Zhan Xiaolou.

"In the end, Doctor Zhan's words are still effective." He said, "Then this matter shall be left to Doctor Zhan. I will also return to report to the Empress."

The imperial physicians standing at the corner of the street who'd been sent to listen to Zhan Xiaolou's orders curled their lips and averted their gaze with a look of disdain.

The reason why they believed that she could cure the pimples and save everyone from their misery was because when they realized that she wasn't good enough, there were even people who listened to her.

The royal doctors all agreed that Cheng Xi's treatment was entirely a coincidence and that her condition was much milder.

With so many people here, with such severe symptoms, it was impossible for him to win.

The greater the hope, the more miserable the fall. The empress had given her so much face, the more she would be punished in the future.

A gust of cold wind blew over, causing the imperial physicians to shudder. It was February, and the weather was still very cold. There was no guarantee that the pimples would fly to every corner like wings.

On the empty street, the faint sound of crying could be heard from outside the city. It was the crying of patients and their families who had come to seek treatment. In less than a day, quite a few of the patients outside had already died.

He had arranged a room for himself in Cheng Xi's residence. He decided to temporarily stay here at Battle Tower. Tomorrow, he would go out of the city with the patients there.

Zhan Xiaotao sat down in front of the table and used a brush to write two words on the xuan paper: Cure. Defend.

After he finished writing, he pondered for a moment before drawing a circle on the surface of the armor.

"The key to getting a pox is not to cure it, but to prevent it." This was what father had said back then.

There was no end to the treatment, but he could guard against it for the rest of his life, because once he had endured it once, he would never have another chance.