Every season change is a high incidence of disease. Novel.

Once the disease is popular, it is a lucky thing to survive with the medical conditions at this time.

This time, the epidemic prevention incident has attracted everyone's attention.

After all, eliminating or controlling diseases is a matter of life and death, whether for the noble family or ordinary peddlers.

Not to mention, the emergence of "Qiusuo" was popular because it was about to take the exam, and sales soared, which also caused a lot of controversy.

Many people think that this is not doing their job properly and that they are full.

Even many people did not say in public that this "Qiuai" was not the case, but deep down, they couldn't help but feel a little contempt.

It is difficult to eliminate people's stubborn concepts.

In the eyes of many people, the content in the search is actually not much different from the "Shan Hai Jing".

It's just a silly story.

But now, Xishan Medical College actually needs to verify it.

And when a large number of medical students appear on the streets and alleys, the meaning is completely different.

What's going on?

Zhang Sen seemed particularly excited.

He knew very well that this was the opportunity his Grand Master won for himself. This opportunity was hard-won. In order to prove his theory, it actually shocked the entire capital.

Not long ago, he was still an unknown little man, as humble as dust, and low as dust.

Now, everyone around you is busy verifying their own theories, and even the servants from Shuntian Prefecture are helping.

Zhang Sen didn't care about other people's eyes and doubts, because he had never had a smooth life in his life, but the kindness of the Grand Master's knowledge made him constantly fight against heaven and man.

Can this happen really?

If you lose, wouldn’t you be ashamed of the Grand Master?

It would be fine if I was crushed to pieces and became the laughing stock of the world. But...

Medical schools lack staff.

People from other colleges also came to help.

Zhu Houzhao led the people from his Steam Research Institute and appeared in a daze.

Generally speaking, the students of the neat research institute are often more powerful, with six abdominal muscles, and the biceps are also particularly developed.

Zhu Houzhao was in Xishan Academy and was named Zhu Shou.

Moreover, he was very good at riding and shooting, and his father gradually ignored him. This made Zhu Houzhao let go of his temperament. He only wore short clothes and asked someone to drive a car and transport a batch of goods to a temporary medical center. Then, he began to unload medical equipment, of course, mainly masks.

Zhu Houzhao was sweating excitedly on his forehead, and was so happy that he stepped forward and asked the medical students here: "What's the situation here? Are there any typhoid patients coming?"

All medical students wear masks.

Zhu Houzhao felt that wearing a mask was fresh. In the past, she only wore it during surgery. I don’t know why she had to wear a mask during surgery. But now, it seems that the emergence of entomology has provided a solid theoretical basis for wearing a mask.

Zhu Houzhao also wore a mask.

When the medical students came, they dared to be negligent and hurriedly bowed: "A lot of people have come, and there are still many people. Although they are not suffering from illness, they are also here... want to get a mask back."

Zhu Houzhao was happy: "It's not enough to give it, so we're looking for Shuntian Mansion. We're making a living for the people... We're not afraid. If they still refuse, we'll say it's what our palace said, and we'll go to them."

"yes."

There are more and more people wearing masks in Beijing.

Zhang Sen was busy and exhausted, and he was panting. He was everywhere in Shuntian Prefecture to count the injured. However, on this day, his father came.

Zhang Jing was still wearing an old Confucian shirt, even though Zhang Sen sent a sum of silver to his family.

The father and son met, and they were in a small tea shop next to the temporary medical center.

"It's good here, it's good here." Zhang Jing glanced at Zhang Sen: "Your silver has been received by your father."

Zhang Jing smiled a little relieved.

It can be seen that Zhang Sen looked tired and felt a little distressed: "Are these money really paid for in school?"

Zhang Jing seemed to be worried.

Zhang Sen understood Zhang Jing's meaning, and suddenly a huge amount of wealth came. The father felt a little uneasy: "It was indeed published in school, and my son is studying it now..."

Zhang Jing nodded: "You are very happy for your father and your mother is very happy."

He thought for a while, but said, "But I heard some rumors in my studies for my father."

The so-called school is not Xishan Academy, but in local county schools. There are mostly school officials and scholars, and there are also children like Zhang Jing. However, children are not really enrolled in school, but occasionally, they will let them go there occasionally.

Zhang Sen said: "I wonder what the rumor is?"

Zhang Jing was silent for a moment, but he wanted to speak but stopped.

"Father..." Zhang Sen stared at Zhang Jing.

Zhang Jing smiled bitterly and said, "I just feel that you are a little unemployed. In their opinion, studying and becoming an official is the right way. Look at the ancient people, who have become famous all over the world because of their official career. Of course, there is no intention to blame you for your father. Besides, your insect said that you are afraid of your father..."

"Forget it, if you don't say this, you will feel relieved when you see that everything is fine. Although your grand master is mixed, you know that he is a good person. If you listen carefully to him, you have no great prospects for your father, and you don't know the good or bad of the world. Don't learn to be a father, learn from your grand master. Without him, many people will not even have enough food. Being a person must be conscientious. Since you are under his disciples, you should serve as your grand master like your parents. Do you know?"

"Yes, my son remembers it."

The father and son were silent again.

At this time, the sunset was setting, and the dim light shone. It seemed that Zhang Jing wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start, so he had to smile...

"It's getting late, go and do your business."

"oh."

Zhang Sen stood up, and he suddenly thought, no matter what, his father was afraid that he would not agree with him, and he sighed...

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Shuntian Mansion began to investigate one by one, and for this reason, a large number of servants were sent out.

Medical school is also extremely nervous.

The entire capital seemed to be in chaos.

Shuntian Prefecture Liu Qing was frowning.

The mask is gone.

The prince could not offend him, so he had to buy it.

But the question is, where does the purchased silver come from?

Of course, it is to look for the Ministry of Revenue.

The Ministry of Revenue has been in trouble. Do you still want money?

Shameless, right?

Liu Qing felt that life could not be passed, so he had to enjoy scolding Fang Jifan every day.

A scarecrow was tying a scarecrow and wanted to write Fang Jifan's name. After thinking about it carefully, it was not appropriate. This was the son-in-law. If someone knew about it, it would be bad. Besides, Fang Jifan was not a good person, and this person could not afford to offend him.

So, I simply wrote a letter to "Someone". Such things can only be understood and not expressed in words. After the book was finished, I felt relieved. I hung the villain around my neck, but I couldn't relieve my hatred. So I put it under the threshold, so I would step on the way.

I feel relieved. I still have to do what I should do, and I have spent money from the Ministry of Revenue.

A series of reports are summarized from the bottom.

Wu Ying, the official of the Shuntian Prefecture House, calculated one by one, and soon he was shocked.

More than 20 days have passed. According to previous years' data, at this time, more than 15,000 people should be infected, and at least one thousand people died.

But……

The pupils in his eyes were shrinking, looking unbelievable.

The number of people suffering from typhoid fever has dropped sharply, with only more than 2,000 deaths, and only dozens of people have died.

Is there any error in the record?

Or maybe, the people below are perfunctory?

This is a big deal.

Even the emperor is afraid that he will pay attention to it.

Many ministers are waiting for the loss of the treasury money for this matter, and are very troubled.

At this time, Shuntian Prefecture must not make any fraud in terms of numbers. Once a fraud occurs, if something happens, the censor impeached him, he is afraid that the prefect's black hat will not be guaranteed.

He called the heads of Shuntian Prefecture and asked in detail.

The results that can be obtained are even more terrifying.

In the past, there were only hastily calculations, but in fact, there might be more people who were infected with the disease. This time, because the superiors paid attention to this matter, the whole country of Shuntian Mansion carefully investigated. In other words, the number of people who were infected with the disease in previous years was even more.

There is absolutely no mistake in the number of diseases this year. Everyone is not stupid, and there is no need to hide their shame for Xishan Academy.
To be continued...