Chapter 102: No One Wanted to Return to This Place That Had

Lao Er by the sound.And when Song Jiubian turned his head to look at Jiang Wan, he just happened to see her slightly meaningful smile. He felt a chill run down his spine.Could it be that Song Lao Er's...Feeling the pleading gaze of his family, Song Jiubian looked at Jiang Wan. Facing the seriousness in her eyes, Song Jiubian did not stop her.

"Ginger, protect yourself!"

This statement carries a mixture of concern and an inexplicable trust.

A warmth spread through Jiang Wan's heart. She hadn't expected it to be him, the person she trusted most of all. She smiled at him:

"Don't worry, I'll be back as soon as possible. Whether you wait for me or continue on your journey, please take care of yourselves."

She knew that it was unrealistic for the Sixth Prince to stay there and wait for her, so Jiang Wan felt a certain amount of worry in her heart.

"Ginger warming."

Song Jiubian fell silent for a moment, his eyes filled with seriousness. "I want to go with you."

This was a decision he made after much deliberation.

"No!"

"No!"

Ginger and Song Dajie spoke in unison, their opposition. The two women glanced at each other, Ginger spoke first:

"I can go alone."

"Yuan'er, if you go, Wanwan will still have to worry about taking care of you. You'd better not go."

Actually, Lady Song didn't want any of them to go, after all, it was smallpox.

Throughout history, no one has been able to escape the ceiling.

"Mother."

Song Jiubian lightly caressed his fingertip, his voice soft. "Following you all is the most dangerous thing for me."

With the Sixth Prince's temperament, he would definitely find a way to get rid of him.

But if he were to go with Jiang Wan, who knows The other party might think they wouldn't return and wouldn't bother thinking about them at all.

In a moment, Jiang Wan understood his meaning. She remained silent for a long while, then said:

"Alright, I'll go tell them later."

Since Song Jiubian trusts her so much, she will definitely not betray his trust!

In the end, no matter how much Song's daughter and they cried, they still agreed to let them leave.

As expected of Song Jiubian, when they told the Sixth Prince their intentions, Lao Chu was not very approving.

But the Sixth Prince readily agreed, "Since you two are so kind-hearted, I won't be the one to spoil the mood."

"No!"

"Lao Chu frowned, "You'd be even more inconvenient for her. It's better if you stay with us."

He also considered Song Jiubian's leg. In this situation, it was obviously a burden on Jiang Wan.

"Thank you, Lao Chu, for your concern. I can lend a hand to Wanwan."

Song Jiubian's expression was serious. Jiang Wan also advised, "Don't worry, Your Honor. Although my husband is inconvenient in his legs and feet, it's still very good for him to encourage me every day."

Everyone: ...

"Master Chu."

The Sixth Prince's eyes flashed. "Since you have so much confidence in them, I believe they will be back soon."

Song Jiubian was going to die himself, which saved him the trouble of having to figure out how to deal with him.

They all said so, and even Lao Chu was helpless. He could only agree and sent Pan Hongyan to take him there in a carriage.

Song Jiuchī carried Song Jiuyuan onto the carriage. Ginger Wǎn was about to get on when he received a subtle look from the sixth prince, Wen Rúyù hurried over.

"Song lady."

"Is something the matter"

Ginger raised an eyebrow and glanced at the suppressed Sixth Prince with her peripheral vision. She supposed it must be very difficult for him to endure this.

"Is that antidote ready"

Wen Ru Yu had a terrible headache. She knew ginger plaster wouldn't work that fast, but she was going to have to interact with patients who had measles.

It's not certain if he can come back, I haven't figured out what to do about his royal highness and the poison pill.

"Without any herbs, even a skilled cook like me would find it hard to make a meal. Master Wen, I'll be back soon. Let's talk then."

Ginger nimbly climbed onto the carriage. After traveling for so long, her legs finally got a chance to rest.

Wen Ru Yu: …

The key is whether or not you can come back this time. It seems like all his hard work these past few days has been in vain.

The Song family watched tearfully as the carriage rattled away from the inn.

Ginger put those people at the inn out of her mind and carefully thought back over the recipe for treating headaches.

Song Jiubian stayed silent, not disturbing her. An County wasn't far, and with the carriage's pace, it would take about an hour to get there.

"Ms. Song, Young Master, we have arrived in An County," said Pan Hongyan's voice from outside.

Ginger lifted the curtain of the carriage and saw the sealed city gates of An County. Through the wall, they could see nothing.

"It seems An County has been sealed off."

Jian Shiming frowned, it's no wonder the sixth prince ran so fast. He probably fears the plague from An County would spread, right

Even Pan Hongyan, who has always been fearless, was a little scared. He whispered to Jiang Wan.

"Miss Song, if we go in now, it's likely we won't be able to come out easily."

"Are you afraid"

Ginger arched her eyebrows, her beautiful eyes seemed to pierce through people's hearts. Pan Hongyan felt uneasy and lowered her eyes.

"I'm just worried that I won't be able to take care of Mr. Chu anymore."

"Don't be afraid, I won't let anything happen to you."

Jiang Wan couldn't let Pan Hongyan leave first. After all, he was someone close to Lao Chu. Bringing him in would be more convenient, at least for face-saving purposes.

She didn't know that she had not only calmed Pan Hongyan's heart palpitations, but also made Song Jiubian's heart ache on the side.

She's actually so gentle to Pan Hongyan

"Cough, cough, cough…"

Song Jiubian lightly coughed, drawing Ginger Wan's attention. "My wife, I believe you will lead us out safely."

That's natural.

Before Ginger came, she had prepared a small knapsack filled with the herbs she had collected and the pills she had made.

She used the basket as cover to take out several pieces of cloth from the space. With nimble fingertips, she folded them into the shape of masks.

Come on, put them all on.

Ginger demonstrated first, and both Song Jiubian and Pan Hongyan weren't lacking in comprehension ability. They quickly learned from her example and put on simple masks.

With everything ready, the carriage drove toward Anxian City Gate. The gate was closed, so Pan Hongyan went forward and knocked on it.

After a while, the city gate was opened a small crack. A guard stood at a distance.

"An County is currently not accessible."

"I know."

Pan Hongyan said: "I am a person around Lao Chu, and Lao Chu and the Sixth Prince sent a divine physician to help everyone. I escorted them here."

"Really"

The guard's eyes lit up, then dimmed again. "Several doctors have already been to the city."

>Five out of ten physicians have already contracted smallpox, and another three are clamoring to leave.

The remaining 20% are trying hard to figure out political methods, but it's useless.

As more and more people in the city were stricken with smallpox, panic spread among the populace. Many even considered fleeing in the dead of night.

The county magistrate issued a death order, forbidding anyone from entering or leaving. They could only wait anxiously.

"Nature is true, you open the city gates and let us in."

Pan Hongyan clenched his fist, made up his mind, and the defender had to remind him.

"Once you enter our An County, you cannot leave again."

When the first smallpox patient was discovered, many people had already fled the city.

No one is willing to return to this place that almost cost them their lives.

"I know."

Pan Hongyan clenched his fists tightly, feeling uneasy in his heart. But what Lao Chu said echoed in his ears.

Song Niece, even a little woman, is fearless. What should a big man like him be afraid of

With this thought, Pan Hongyan's eyes became even more determined. fragrant."Hmm."When the soup had cooled a little, Ginger swallowed it almost whole and drank it down. During his rest, Song Jiubian was also taking a dagger to sharpen arrowheads.Ren Bang wasn't obli...