Loyal Heart Roaming the Skies
Chapter 102: Anyone who disobeys is unfilial, anyone who rebels is disloyal!

"Master! What's wrong with you?"

"Don't scare us!"

"Master! Master!"

The disciples and grandchildren guarding outside the door panicked, but as physicians, they knew how terrifying the plague was. Especially since Qin Lao had strictly ordered that no one should approach.

They expressed their concerns one after another, but it had no effect on the old man's wailing.

Since Mr. Qin returned from his visit, he had wrapped himself tightly and refused anyone's approach, confining himself to the courtyard.

The entire medical clinic was already in a state of panic.

Over the years, the medical clinic had experienced all sorts of trials and tribulations. What hadn't they been through?

No one had ever seen Mr. Qin in such a state of despair.

The ninety-year-old man cried bitterly, his heart torn apart.

Everyone who saw him felt heartbroken.

"Father!" Finally, it was Mr. Qin's son, Qin Nianmin, the current head of the medical clinic, who knelt down and cried, "Son is unfilial. Why are you crying, Father?"

"I cry because the heavens are so heartless, bringing such a calamity upon us."

"I cry because the city lord of Yuecheng doesn't care about the people. The disaster is imminent!"

The old man wailed, his voice filled with sorrow.

In his life as a doctor, he rarely made mistakes in diagnosing and treating patients. Although the city lord of Yuecheng had not explicitly stated his position, he had already seen through the man's evasiveness. He was certain that his strategy for epidemic prevention would not be adopted.

And without decisive measures led by the city lord's mansion, he dared not imagine what the entire city would eventually become.

"Father, Father!" Qin Nianmin was already in his fifties, with a few strands of gray hair. But looking at his helpless father, he himself felt lost like a child.

Taking a few steps on his knees, tears streaming down his face, he said, "What can we do?"

"Go!" Mr. Qin stopped his wailing, stood up, and shouted hoarsely, "If you still remember the ethics of a doctor, if you still have a trace of humanity, then go! Go and spread the news of the outbreak of the plague in Yuecheng, so that the common people do not leave their homes."

"Go to neighboring cities and counties, and alert the local government officials."

"Go to the capital and inform our emperor, let him know what his subjects are going through!"

The ninety-year-old man stood in the courtyard, pointing his finger at the sky like a general defending his home and country, roaring out his military orders—

"Go!"

With just one word, he spewed blood from his mouth and fell to the ground, lifeless.

Before the epidemic broke out, he had already passed away.

"Father!!!" Qin Nianmin knelt on the ground, wanting to rush into the courtyard, but he stopped himself.

There was a piece of announcement paper posted on the door, with words written by Mr. Qin himself after he returned:

"After I die, there is no need to bury me. Do not approach my corpse."

"Burn my bones, purify them in the flames. Dig a pit and bury my ashes."

"Anyone who disobeys is unfilial, anyone who rebels is disloyal!"

...

After talking with the old physician, the city lord of Yuecheng walked out of the medical clinic with a gloomy mood.

No one, regardless of who they were, wanted to see such a disaster happen under their rule.

That person named Li, who knows where he brought the plague from, deserves to be executed!

But the most urgent matter at hand was how to deal with the current situation.

The chief guard behind him asked in a low voice, "My lord, should we set off now?"

"Where should we go?"

The chief guard hesitated, "Aren't we supposed to...lock down the entire region?"

The city lord of Yuecheng turned to look at him, his gaze calm but imposing, "He's confused. Are you confused too?"

"He said it's a plague, so it's a plague? Without more evidence, just based on his words, we directly lock down the entire city?"

"Do you know how much we would lose by locking down the entire region for a month? How much food would be consumed? Not to mention mobilizing all the transcendent forces in Yuecheng, can they sustain the lives of the people in the entire region for a month? Do you know how many Dao Yuan Stones are needed to activate these transcendent forces? Who will provide them?"

"Not to mention reporting to the imperial court. Once the imperial court gets involved in the affairs of Yuecheng, what will be left for me?"

"Remember, reputation and power cannot be entrusted to others! If you give up your power, you will never be able to regain it!"

"Yuecheng belongs to me first and foremost, and then to the Yang Kingdom!"

The chief guard lowered his head, "Yes..."

In his heart, the city lord of Yuecheng sighed for this foolish guard and wondered when he could replace him.

But he said, "Regardless, no matter whether Qin Lao's words are exaggerated or not, we must take the seriousness of the situation seriously. I will immediately write a letter inviting the medical cultivators from Dongwang Valley to come and investigate. From today onwards, the entire city must be on high alert, with the standard being 'loose on the outside and tight on the inside'! Especially the streets where the infected are located, they must be sealed off and isolated. Anyone who violates this order will be executed without mercy!"

As the chief guard was about to carry out the order, he heard the city lord continue, "Send a team to seal off this place. To prevent rumors from spreading and causing panic among the people, the medical clinic will be closed for half a month starting today, and no one is allowed to enter or leave!"

The chief guard was secretly shocked and asked anxiously, "What if they refuse?"

The city lord of Yuecheng glanced at him indifferently, "Follow the precedent of sealing off the streets where the infected are located. It's highly likely that Mr. Qin has also been infected with the disease, isn't it?"The captain of the guards felt his throat dry up, "Yes, sir!"

...

Walking through Qingyang Town, the crowd was noticeably larger than before.

It had only been a little over a month, and it seemed like the incident of Hu Youjia's house being burned to the ground had already been forgotten.

Old Hu Gen was not a particularly talented administrator, but he was honest and diligent, which was enough.

Moreover, he was a Hu, a relative of Hu You, and an old resident of Qingyang Town. The people here did not reject him.

In name, Qingyang Town was one of the eight towns of Jiacheng, but in reality, the Zhongxuan family had jurisdiction over this place for thirty years.

Zhongxuan Sheng had transferred this right to Jiang Wang.

It could be said that for the next thirty years, this town belonged to Jiang Wang, as long as he wished.

Therefore, he was very willing to walk around Qingyang Town, even willing to reduce some of his cultivation time, tour the villages under the town, and occasionally take action to drive away the fierce beasts that crossed the boundary.

Of course, Jiang Wang would not exterminate these fierce beasts, challenging the already fragile nerves of Yangguo. So his actions were not grand, more like a pastime.

Those who have never wandered would find it hard to understand this sense of drifting without belonging.

This place often reminded him of Fengxi Town, a small town that he rarely returned to in the past, didn't cherish enough, but often thought of later.

Xiaoxiao was always by Jiang Wang's side. She grew up very fast, learning martial arts from Zhu Bijing, and also managed the mine affairs in an orderly manner.

Unlike Zhu Bijing, who simply came out to see the world and relax.

She enjoyed the feeling of being "valuable", but she enjoyed being with Jiang Wang even more.

He was the one who had personally pulled her out of hell. Following Jiang Wang, her anxious heart would feel secure.

Three round puppies were nursing vigorously, their little heads squeezed together, bumping into each other. The mother lying on the ground was a large white dog with beautiful fur. But at this moment, she was lying stiffly, her eyes showing a hint of despair.

Xiaoxiao noticed that her master had been standing in front of this scene for a long time.

"He seems to really like this scene," Xiaoxiao thought.

She was not wrong.

To Jiang Wang, this scene was beautiful.

It was the continuation of life, the light of hope was here.

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