Feng Yuheng took Song Kang as his disciple, but felt a little embarrassed. He didn't think of this before, but now he always feels a little pretentious in front of his grandfather.

Yao Xian just looked at her with a smile, and the message conveyed in his eyes was: My baby granddaughter has finally grown up.

She lowered her head and smiled embarrassedly, and then said to Songkang: "Let's relax, don't be tense. My grandfather is a master of epidemic bacteria. This vaccine was developed by him personally. Although I can't guarantee that it will be foolproof, I can tell you that the success rate is very high."

Song Kang was not very clear about his consciousness. The few words he said had exhausted all his strength, especially when Feng Yuheng said he would accept him as his disciple, he fell into extreme excitement, but what followed was also extreme fatigue.

Seeing that the man was about to fall asleep again, Feng Yuheng quickly said to Yao Xian: "Master...Grandpa, let's start." After leaving the space, he could not call him grandpa. Feng Yuheng once again warned himself to keep his mouth shut about this matter. In this era, he is Yao Xian, not Feng Yin.

There are three vaccines for Songkang. After all, you need to observe for three hours. If the fever symptoms subside after three hours, it will be said that the vaccine is successful and can be put into production and use on a large scale.

During these three hours, Feng Yuheng and Yao Xian stared at Songkang, never relaxed for a moment. Yao Xian also reached out to try Songkang's temperature from time to time. The thermometer was measured every half an hour, and after six times, it finally dropped from 39 degrees to 36 degrees and 9 degrees.

Feng Yuheng breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Yao Xian, and the two of them said in unison: "It's done."

After it became, there was mass production. This time, the two divided the work and cooperated. Feng Yuheng sent Yao Xian alone to the space to continue producing the vaccine, and she herself began to give the patients injections.

Of course, before treating the patient, she and Yao Xianxian gave each other a preventive vaccine, and Feng Yuheng also gave Xuantian Ming Xuan Tiange and others respectively.

She went to get injections one by one from afternoon to evening, from evening to late at night, until the morning light rose again the next morning, and finally completed the treatment of all the patients.

But it is not enough to treat these people alone, and other people who are not infected with the epidemic also need to be vaccinated against preventive vaccines. Feng Yuheng looked at the crowd of people not far away and was overwhelmed. Fortunately, the epidemic came and went quickly. Song Kang had recovered his vitality after a day and night rest. He stood in front of Feng Yuheng with a medicine box, and followed two soldiers behind him, one with a large basket. He stretched out his hand at Feng Yuheng: "Master, give me some injections, the more the better, put them in these two baskets. I will give them the injections."

Feng Yuheng laughed, "Ten thousand people, you can't finish even if you are exhausted." But he took the two baskets and took them into the clinic, then adjusted the injection from the space and filled it, and gave it to Songkang, "You go first, my grandfather and I will go there later."

Yao Xian's work has been almost done. Feng Yuheng's space may not be complete, but there are all kinds of supplies that are bright with medical care, and they are inseparable. Yao Xian almost sighed while making the vaccine. Feng Yuheng took the people out of the space, and the grandparents and grandchildren joined the ranks of vaccination without saying a word.

Xuan Tianming saw the three of them busy, and although he felt sorry for Feng Yuheng's body, he still breathed a sigh of relief. The epidemic was controlled, which was equivalent to relieving a crisis for the entire Dashun. These refugees were at the foot of the capital. Once the epidemic could not be controlled and spread, the capital would be the first to be affected. At that time, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Finally, three days later, the crisis was completely eliminated. When Yao Xian brought Feng Yuheng and Song Kang to stand in front of ten thousand refugees, loudly announced to everyone with a speaker in his hand, thunderous cheers erupted outside the capital. Especially when people knew that the old doctor who joined later was Yao Xian, who was known to everyone by Dashun, they were even more excited. People knelt down one after another, without saying a word, but kowtowed constantly to express their endless gratitude.

Feng Yuheng turned around and squeezed at Xuan Tianming. The little face finally returned to his former playful appearance. Xuan Tianming felt sad when he saw it. This girl followed him without much blessing, but suffered a lot. She built the Shenji Camp, refined Xingang, and used wonderful medical skills to save so many great people. This is the blessing he has cultivated in several lifetimes, and can have such a capable wife.

The two of them looked at each other and smiled. Seeing Yao Xian's eyes, the 60-year-old man also breathed a sigh of relief.

When he first came to this world, he knew that Yao Xian had a granddaughter who was so painful that he was named Feng Yuheng, who had the same name and surname as his granddaughter in his previous life. He found out the appearance of the girl from his memory, and his different appearance made him feel disappointed. In the past few years, he gradually understood this era and led the Yao family to continue to survive and move forward. The children secretly inquired about the situation in the capital and slowly revealed to him that his sister returned to Beijing, his little niece Feng Yuheng and his little nephew were the ones who were young.

Feng Zirui also returned to Beijing, and Feng Yuheng's engagement with the ninth prince was still counted. The ninth prince treated her very well. Later, even more shocking news came: Feng Yuheng was a famous little genius doctor. He worshipped the mysterious Persian master and knew how to make medicine tablets. There was also something called capsules that was placed in Baicaotang in the capital for sale. He also heard that she used a method called infusion to treat Princess Xiang. He also heard that Feng Yuheng was proficient in archery techniques and could make new steel...

He heard too much, and finally couldn't stay in the deserted state anymore. He rushed to the capital alone, but unexpectedly encountered heavy rain and mountain torrents.

But all these hardships were all turned into "worthy" when the girl hugged him and called her grandfather. But even if it was worth it, Feng Yin always had a knot in his heart: How did the granddaughter in his previous life die? Does it hurt?

Finally, they successfully survived this catastrophe. The refugees rested outside the city for two days. After the patients were vaccinated and woke up again, Xuan Tianming personally led his troops and took them to the place where the corpse was burned in Shilihuang Village.

The big pit had been filled. After the rain stopped, the soldiers came here at Xuan Tianming's instructions and raised the pit around the earth pit. After filling it, they built a blue brick. A stone tablet was built on the blue bricks, with no words on it, but a craftsman carved the experience of this flood on the monument.

As soon as people arrived here, they understood that although the ninth prince ordered the burning of the corpse, they did not allow the burned ashes to flow into the muddy stream. Although everyone was buried together, this was the best result.

They knelt down one after another, kowtowed three times to the dead relatives, then turned to Xuan Tianming and Feng Yuheng, and kowtowed three times. Then someone pointed to the deserted village on the other end of the burial cemetery and asked loudly: "Can we stay in this village? Our home is gone, and the people in the family are either buried in this cemetery or die halfway. We have nowhere to go, and we are willing to stay and guard our relatives."

Those who heard it nodded and agreed, while others were unwilling to stay and wanted to look for relatives outside. Xuan Tianming ordered the soldiers to do a good job of counting the numbers, remember the names and count the number of people. If they want to leave, they would prepare sufficient dry food and a portion of money for everyone to find their relatives, and prepare two sets of clean clothes and common medicines for each person, and they could leave after receiving them.

All the rain tents outside the city were spread out, moved to the deserted village and set up again. The soldiers brought bricks and wood, and those who were willing to stay started to rebuild their homes in the deserted village. The cooks were also moved here, and before the homes were built, women came to wash and cook for the man who built the house.

Xuantian Ming Feng Yuheng and others stayed outside the city for another three days. After three days, everyone returned to Beijing.

Yao Xian and the two got on the palace car together. Xuan Tianming asked him: "Doctor Yao should go back to the county lord's mansion to rest first, or should he enter the palace with me and Hengheng?"

Feng Yuheng poked him, "What's the name?"

He was stunned and then heard the girl say, "Your father and you both call him Father, and your mother and you call him Mother. When you see my mother just call her wife, I won't care about you, but my grandfather is different."

Xuan Tianming laughed and looked at Yao Xian again, not at all sweethearted, and shouted openly: "Grandpa."

Yao Xian was originally the soul of later generations. Like Feng Yuheng, he did not have much distinction between the superiority and inferiority of the feudal dynasty. He knew that the person in front of him was the ninth prince, a person who could cover the sky with his hands in this era, but he just couldn't give birth to the fear and humility that people of this era were unique. So he just nodded and laughed.

Feng Yuheng made a choice for Yao Xian: "Let my grandfather go to the Royal Palace to rest first. Let's go to the palace first. I will take him back to the house." While saying this, he said to Yao Xian: "I want to ask my grandfather in advance about some of my mother's affairs."

Yao Xian nodded and said, "It's great."

Xuan Tianming never refuted Feng Yuheng's decision. He immediately sent Yao Xian back to the Imperial Palace first, and Songkang also got off the car at the Imperial Palace. After these days of cooperation, the two of them became very familiar with each other. Yao Xian was almost pestered by Songkang as he got off the car.

The carriage started again and headed towards the palace, but Feng Yuheng kept saying a loss in the car: "Songkang will have to let his grandfather see him in the future, otherwise I will lose! He worships me as a master, why do he still have to study medicine with my grandfather? How come there is such a cheap thing in the world."

Xuan Tianming smiled but didn't say anything, and he only held the girl with one hand, feeling full of satisfaction.

Finally entered the palace. After a few days of separation, when I came back, I felt that it was longer than the time I left Beijing to refine the country. Feng Yuheng raised his hand to block the scorching sun in the sky, and sighed while walking: "The drainage in the palace is really good."

Xuan Tianming asked her: "Do you still understand this?"

She shook her head, "I don't understand, even if the ground is dry and there is no large area of ​​water left behind. This is much better than the city."

He smiled bitterly, "After all, it's the palace, and the skilled craftsmen in the world spend their brains on this big courtyard, how can it be bad?"
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