After rebirth, I abducted the future minister

Chu Yingying had a split headache, and she sat up with her sore body, facing Mr. Fu's concerned gaze, and asked, "How is it?"

Chu Yingying pressed the painful eyebrows, as if someone was holding a chisel and chiseling it one after another, and it was in great pain.

She remembered that Bai Songjiang broke the embankment and the flood rushed into Chizhou City. She and Old Fu had no choice but to climb onto the building to hide. They were soaked in the rain that it started to get a fever soon.

Before the flood could recede, they waited on the roof for a whole day and night before someone rowed a boat to pass by. The boat happened to be from Chang'an, which saved them.

Now Chu Yingying is located on the small building in Chang Mansion. The first floor has been flooded. Fortunately, Chang Mansion is big enough, with many two-story buildings, which can be squeezed out.

Chu Yingying was burned for more than a day, but when she arrived at Chang Mansion, she fell down, which scared Mr. Fu and Mr. Zhang.

"Does the head still hurt?"

Mr. Fu's voice was concerned, and Chu Yingying said, "It's a bit, it's okay. To be honest, I'm not as good as you two old people."

Mr. Fu laughed and said, "Everyone has different physiques. Some people are prone to wind evil entering their bodies. If you get sick less often, you will not be able to withstand the old bones like us at this time."

The two of them said a few more words. Chu Yingying drank the medicine and stood up. She saw that although there was still a vast ocean outside, the water had retreated a lot. She had originally flooded the railings on the second floor, but now she was only flooded.

Half of the first floor.

Mr. Fu looked at the messy water surface and sighed: "It's the first time I've encountered such a big flood in so many years."

Chu Yingying thought about what was happening in her dream just now, and she was a little distracted. After hearing this, she came to her senses after a while and said, "This is the first time I have seen it. I don't know when the government will deal with it."

Old Zhang, who had not spoken, said: "It's probably soon. After the water recedes, the court will send people to provide relief to the disaster and prevent the plague."

"Plague?" Chu Yingying was stunned for a moment.

Mr. Fu nodded and said, "Plagues are very likely to occur after the disaster. If it is not properly placed, something may happen."

As the two old doctors said, four days later, the water completely retreated, and the government sent people to settle the victims. The entire Chizhou City was filled with sorrow and crying could be heard everywhere.

Due to this flood, some houses collapsed, some families were washed away with money, and some relatives were even missing.

In addition, most of the people's fields have been flooded. It is already May now, and it is too late to plant seedlings and seedlings. This year, there is no harvest of grains, and I don't know how to survive autumn and winter.

The Chang Mansion also suffered heavy losses. Chu Yingying heard from Mr. Fu and the others that Mr. Chang was in the silk business. This flood made all the silk in his shop broken, and he didn't know how much money he had to pay.

Water bleaching.

Fortunately, it has not rained again in the past few days, and the weather has gradually become clearer. Chu Yingying looked at the garden downstairs, where Mr. Chang was walking with his wife.

The only thing that is worthy of gratitude is that Mrs. Chang is getting better and better. Even though Mr. Chang is rich and wealthy, he never takes a concubine. It can be seen that he loves his wife very much.

Chu Yingying held her chin and looked at the two people downstairs.

They whispered, and their expressions and attitudes were very natural. Perhaps this is what ordinary people call old couples.

Mrs. Chang recovered from her long illness and her legs were weak and she wanted to try to walk by herself. Mr. Chang was afraid that she would fall, so she stretched out her left hand and opened it emptyly to protect her. If she accidentally fell, she would be able to immediately

Hold on.

Chu Yingying looked at his posture and suddenly remembered something.

Cui Yunhao used to pick her up and drop her off to the clinic every day. If it were rainy and snowy weather, he would naturally stretch out his hand and put it behind her. If it weren't for Chu Yingying's accidental look back, I'm afraid

Can't even find it.

Looking at the two men downstairs, Chu Yingying missed the boy far away in Jindu for some reason.

Chu Yingying was a little stunned, and suddenly, a cry came from downstairs.

She came to her senses and saw Mr. Fu standing at the gate of the garden, waving to her.

Chu Yingying immediately went downstairs, and Mr. Fu walked over and said, "There is someone coming from the government. Please ask us to treat the victims. I don't know if it's convenient for you, so I come and ask you."

After hearing this, Chu Yingying quickly agreed: "Of course, can we go now?"

"Yes," said Mr. Fu: "Many victims are sick. In addition to me and Mr. Fu, there is also a doctor. The three of them may not be able to get busy."

He said, leading Chu Yingying out, talking to her, and the place where the victims were treated was in a school.

At this time, all of them had been vacant, with only two tables and chairs left. The rest of the buildings were all seriously ill victims. They sat in the yard with a lighter look. Two pergolas had been set up in the middle of the yard for the victims to rest.

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When Chu Yingying arrived, she heard the old man's weak moans and the crying of the children.

Mixed together, adding a kind of sad and bleak atmosphere, which makes my heart extremely heavy.

Mr. Zhang was checking a patient's condition. When he saw them, he just nodded.

Chu Yingying noticed that a middle-aged doctor was sitting in the room, holding a pen and writing a prescription.

Mr. Fu said to Chu Yingying: "Let's treat the patient first."

Chu Yingying nodded. At this time, a crying sound came from the corner of the yard. The woman hurriedly coaxed him softly, but she didn't know it was useless at all.

The more I coaxed the child, the louder the crying, and his little waxy face turned red. When the woman saw it, she burst into tears, holding a stone pottery bowl in her hand and feeding him something.

Chu Yingying walked up and whispered: "Have he been crying like this?"

The woman nodded and choked and said, "I have been crying for a day and can't feed her even if I drink water."

Chu Yingying said: "I'll show him."

The woman's eyes showed hesitation, and Chu Yingying said again: "I am a doctor."

Upon hearing this, the woman quickly handed the child over. The child was only a little over one year old and was so angry that she cried.

Chu Yingying reached out and gently pressed his belly, saying, "How many days have he not eaten?"

The woman looked sad and replied, "One day, I couldn't drink the porridge, and even the water was spit out."

After Chu Yingying carefully treated the child, she said: "It was because there was a wound in her throat and she couldn't eat it. It would hurt if she swallowed, but if she didn't eat, she felt hungry again, so she cried endlessly."

After hearing this, the woman panicked, “How to treat it?”

Chu Yingying said: "I wrote a prescription, boiled the medicine, and found a way to take him two doses and it will get better."

The woman thanked her repeatedly, and Chu Yingying waved her hand, turned around and entered the room, and wrote the prescription.

There were nearly a hundred sick victims, but there were only four doctors who were treated one by one. From early morning to dark, they had a moment of breathing.

Chu Yingying breathed a deep breath, and there were lanterns hanging on the wall of the yard. The dim light shone down. The yard was a little quiet, and even the crying children were sleepy.

Mr. Fu said to Chu Yingying: "Let's go back first, there are people from the yamen guarding here."