Yi Ye Bao Fu

Chapter 261 Is it haunted?

Ji Zizhao felt inexplicably annoyed watching the big and small figures standing at the door.

Just then, the old army doctor came upstairs. He likely didn't expect all the masters to be gathered together. Being older, his movements were slow, and now he had to pay respects to two princes separately, making it difficult for him to even catch his breath.

Ji Zizhao walked to the door, and as she invited the old general in, she also shut out both the big and small figures.

The Tenth Prince looked at the Seventh Prince for help, "Seventh Brother, you should think of a solution."

Xie Jingqi snorted, his nostrils flaring, "That's why women can't be spoiled. The more you spoil them, the more problems they cause."

The Tenth Prince's eyes lit up, "Since Seventh Brother isn't afraid of Fairy Sister, why don't we just kick the door open?"

If it were anyone else's door, Xie Jingqi would have kicked it down by now.

But thinking of Ji Zizhao's lectures and her seemingly murderous demeanor, it was hard for Xie Jingqi to claim he wasn't nervous.

After all, everyone else indulged him, but Ji Zizhao seemed to have never learned the meaning of indulgence.

"Seventh Brother should go back to your own room. You'll have nightmares if you see too much bloodshed."

"Seventh Brother, you're actually just scared, aren't you?"

"..."

Inside the room, the crazed soldier had already been acupunctured by Qing Zhu.

The old army doctor only took a glance before walking up to Ji Zizhao and bowing deeply, "This humble one did not know why Princess Ronghe concealed her medical skills. However, I fear that if Princess Ronghe cannot understand the cause of this illness, I will be powerless to help."

As a physician, his concerns were all related to medicine.

The four major medical halls in the imperial city had medicines, but they only prescribed them for specific symptoms.

In other words, if you didn't have the symptoms, they wouldn't sell you medicine, no matter how much money you offered.

This made the medicines from the four major medical halls even more precious.

The imperial city was filled with high-ranking officials and nobles, yet none could obtain medicine from the four major medical halls. However, Princess Ronghe, with just one move, had produced medicine from the four major medical halls, indicating a significant relationship between Princess Ronghe and these institutions.

And someone who could earn their acknowledgment must possess extraordinary medical skills.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have seen through the Second Prince's feigned illness at a glance, nor would she have controlled the Tenth Prince's impatience.

Ji Zizhao smiled faintly, "May I know who you are..."

The old army doctor bowed again, "This old man is incompetent, but I am Zhang Shuzhong, the Grand Physician of the Imperial Hospital."

So, he was the Grand Physician, the highest-ranking official in the Imperial Hospital.

She suspected that her treatment of the Tenth Prince's impatience that day was likely heard through other imperial physicians.

"The Seventh Prince is truly doted on by the Emperor, even the Grand Physician has been alarmed." The Grand Physician of the Imperial Hospital in every dynasty served the Emperor's health alone. Now, this highest-ranking official in the Imperial Hospital was serving as an army doctor outside the palace. Without the Emperor's command, who else could have such influence?

Zhang Shuzhong spoke again, "This humble one does not care why Princess Ronghe conceals her medical skills, but if Princess Ronghe does not wish others to know, I will certainly keep it a secret."

His words were clear: let Ji Zizhao proceed with the treatment, and he would handle the rest.

It was said that those in high positions cared about fame and fortune, but facing Zhang Shuzhong, who genuinely wanted to save lives, Ji Zizhao was truly impressed. "Grand Physician Zhang, rest assured, I will do my utmost."

Zhang Shuzhong was stunned, not expecting Princess Ronghe to agree so quickly.

The royal family had wronged the Ji family, but now Princess Ronghe was returning kindness for their misdeeds.

Ji Zizhao, however, said, "To heal the wounded and aid the suffering is the fundamental principle of medicine. Looking at the innocent citizens throughout Luoyi city, if I were to use this to vent my personal grievances, how could I be called a physician?"

Zhang Shuzhong was enlightened and deeply moved. So this was how the Ji family raised their daughters.

It was precisely such a woman who was worthy of the Ji surname, the protector god of Yulin.

"Mmm... Mmm..."

The soldier, whose acupoints had been sealed by Qing Zhu, was still restless.

Ji Zizhao stepped forward and opened the soldier's eyelids, gesturing for Zhang Shuzhong to examine him.

Zhang Shuzhong was greatly alarmed after looking, "This, this is..."

Ji Zizhao's gaze deepened, "It is plague."

There were many types of plagues. Generally, any disease that broke out suddenly and spread widely was called a plague.

Zhang Shuzhong recalled seeing many people going mad after being bitten on his way here, which further confirmed Ji Zizhao's words. "I have been a physician for decades and have never seen such a plague, nor is there any record of it in historical texts." Sudán Novel Network

Let alone Zhang Shuzhong, even Ji Zizhao, who had lived two lives, was seeing it for the first time.

It was precisely because of this that it was so troublesome.

Just then, Han Jingyu pushed the door open, his armor already stained red with blood. "Many citizens in the city have already been infected and fallen ill."

Ji Zizhao looked at the soldier still thrashing around and asked, "Have any teeth marks been seen on all the patients?"

Han Jingyu nodded quickly, "How did Princess Ronghe know?"

All living beings operated on instinct. Just as humans used chopsticks to eat, fierce beasts used their sharp teeth.

When this soldier became ill, he showed no other signs of attack but instinctively opened his mouth, indicating that the mode of transmission should be biting.

Hearing this, Zhang Shuzhong quickly removed the soldier's armor, revealing clear bite marks on his body. "I fear this person was not the first spreader."

Ji Zizhao thought of the report when the soldier first arrived, and then looked at Han Jingyu, saying, "Excluding the citizens, gather all the bodies of the infected soldiers together, and then thoroughly investigate the number of people in the army."

Ji Zizhao's words were like a bolt from the blue.

That night, Han Jingyu returned to the military camp and conducted a thorough investigation.

The result was that they didn't know until they investigated, and the findings were shocking.

When Han Jingyu accounted for all the soldiers in the camp, he discovered that the numbers were perfectly in order.

Looking at the list in his hand, Han Jingyu's heart was pounding.

If the number of soldiers in the camp was correct, then the soldier who had the plague in the tavern was not a Yulin soldier at all!

At the same time, news spread again in Luoyi city of Turkic soldiers going mad and harming civilians.

Han Jingyu became furious and led soldiers to surround Luoyi city overnight, personally patrolling and cracking down. In just one night, they captured seven or eight infected soldiers wearing Yulin armor within the city.

However, when Han Jingyu brought these people to the military for verification, he discovered that there was no record of these people in the army.

In other words, like the one in the tavern, these people were not Yulin soldiers at all!

Ji Zixiu carefully examined the bound figures on the ground, who had lost their minds. "No matter who these people are, the armor they are wearing is from Yulin."

The Ji family had served in the military for generations, and the armor displayed in the Ji family ancestral hall could open a shop.

Ji Zixiu, who had secretly admired and played with armor since childhood, could identify the real from the fake at a glance.

Han Jingyu was shocked, "Are you sure it's not a forgery?"

Ji Zixiu stated confidently, "Yulin armor, genuine and authentic."

Han Jingyu, "..."

Not Yulin soldiers, yet wearing Yulin armor...

The more Han Jingyu investigated, the more his head ached.

Having been a soldier for so many years, he had never encountered such a ghostly affair.