Li Ang's expression was gloomy and uncertain. There was no record of customer name information in Pingkangfang. Considering the population flow, there is no way to trace it back after such a long time.

Therefore, it is unclear whether the disease actually appeared a year and a half ago, or whether it was earlier.

Is it an influx from foreign countries, or is it a case of locals going abroad to be infected and then returning to Yu to spread the disease?

It is impossible to block and eradicate syphilis by relying solely on propaganda and changing social trends...

The incubation period of syphilis can be up to ninety days. In addition to sexual relations, it can also be spread through kissing, contaminated clothing, etc., making it difficult to prevent.

Damn...

Li Ang pursed his lips slightly, and at this moment, a series of footsteps came from downstairs.

"The patrol is coming!"

The boy was startled and quickly waved his hand for everyone to hide in the room. However, the people downstairs seemed to hear the noise and jumped up the steps with big steps.

Seven men wearing Tsing Yi, wearing masks, and holding short sticks appeared at the end of the corridor.

When the leading man saw Li Ang and others, he raised his eyebrows and said in a bad tone: "Who are you?"

"A doctor who comes to treat people."

Li Ang replied calmly.

"Doctor?"

The man sneered, noticed the flustered boy, and said coldly: "Xiao Liu, the steward said that no outsiders are allowed to come in or out. Do you dare to disobey?"

"I...I..."

The boy stood there, speechless.

Seeing this, the man in green didn't talk nonsense. He walked forward with a short stick and reached out to pinch Li Ang's shoulder. "Doctor, this is not the place you should come to. Please come with us..."

Before the word "ba" came out of his mouth, Li Ang slapped him in the face, hitting the opponent's left cheek.

Bang!

The short stick in the man's hand flew out, and he spun around twice before fainting and falling to the ground without saying a word.

The cloth mask on his face was ripped open due to the huge force.

Li Ang calmly dusted off the dust on the back of his hands,

The remaining six men in green in the corridor shot looked at each other for a while, then rushed over with short sticks waving.

Li Ang stepped forward, flicked his toes on the ground, picked up the short stick that fell on the ground, and reached out to catch it.

A stick was swung out and hit someone on the head.

Another sweep, hitting someone on the forehead,

Throwing the stick, he turned sideways, narrowly avoiding the short stick swinging from top to bottom, and struck the third person in the chest with his elbow, sending him flying out and hitting the wall.

Then he followed the trend of the elbow strike and used his arm as a whip to hit the fourth person in the ribs.

While he was suffering from severe pain, his complexion suddenly changed, and his body became stiff and slowly fell over,

He reached out and lightly took the short stick in his hand, threw it at will, and hit the fifth person between the eyebrows.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the fifth person fell backwards, leaving only the last man in green in the corridor. He was neither advancing nor retreating. He was holding a short stick and was at a loss.

"Call your stewards to come."

Li Ang said calmly.

"..."

The last man in green clothes swallowed his saliva, turned around and fled as fast as he could, and jumped down the stairs, leaving as fast as he came.

"The sun rises..."

Song Shaoyuan hesitated and asked: "Is the noise too loud?"

"It doesn't matter."

Li Ang waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "It's good to make more noise."

Syphilis is a troublesome global disease even in other worlds with advanced medical science.

If the management of Pingkangfang hadn't concealed it, things might not have been so bad, and the spread of the disease could have been controlled months or even a year earlier.

The group of people went down to the first floor and waited quietly in the lobby. Soon, a series of footsteps began to sound from far to near.

The new steward of Pingkangfang, with a gloomy expression, walked into the pavilion with a group of servants, accompanied by two immortal-looking old men, both of whom were obviously monks.

Oh, I take two monks with me when I go out. I am worthy of being the person who succeeded Jiao Cheng.

Li Ang smiled silently through the mask,

However, the manager of Pingkangfang opposite was in a very bad mood and said in a low voice: "I wonder if you are..."

"I remember that the servants at Pingkangfang were all said to be eloquent, sharp-witted, and capable of remembering distinguished guests over the past few months."

Li Ang casually ordered: "Gather your servants and doormen together and copy out a list of all the guests who have had contact with the sick woman in the past few months."

The face of the manager of Pingkangfang changed slightly, and his heart felt as if a stone had sunk.

The young man in front of him looked bossy and arrogant. It was obvious that he had been in a high position for a long time and did not take him seriously at all.

You must know that after Jiao Cheng's death, he will be the new manager of Pingkangfang, even if he cannot reach a private agreement with a group of big shots like Jiao Cheng did,

It also relies on operation to master a certain amount of energy.

Chang'an, Wannian County, and even Dali Temple, Yushitai, etc. also sell some thin noodles on weekdays.

He can ignore these constraints and give orders as soon as he comes up. He is still young and calls himself a doctor...

The originally aggressive steward succumbed like a punctured rubber ball and said softly: "Are you the little Medicine King God..."

"You know it but don't move yet."

Li Ang glanced at him and casually lifted the corner of his clothes, revealing tokens and tokens tied to his waist.

Academy Student Token.

Suzaku Gate Pass Token.

You can enter and exit Tai Chi Palace at will, Daming Palace token.

A token of the seal of the general supervisor.

...

"This..."

When the steward saw a pile of tokens, he was speechless and completely speechless - with his eyesight, he could only identify a few of them.

When he turned his head, he saw his men still holding short sticks at a loss. Not knowing what was going on, he hurriedly reached out and pulled them away, asking them to throw away their weapons.

He bent forward to greet him, and said respectfully and humbly: "Li Xiaolangjun, this matter... is very difficult to handle..."

"Is there anything difficult to do?"

Li Ang said coldly: "You can lock these sick women in a pavilion and let them die, but you can't record the names of the guests?"

"Oh, my God, little Medicine King."

The steward said with a grimace: "The sick girl in Zuifang Tower is not the only one in the pavilion.

All the sick girls in Pingkangfang were gathered here.

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Originally, according to the previous approach of Jiao Chengjiao, they were all going to be sent, ahem, to the Chang'an ghost market to fend for themselves."

The steward coughed lightly and lowered his voice on the words Chang'an Ghost Market.

You smiled on the side, and the muscles on his face trembled.

She was once the steward of Zuifang House, and she knew very well what Zuifang House did in the past.

Indeed, as the steward said, Jiao Cheng would gather together the girls suffering from Hualiu disease, cure those who could be cured, and throw them back to Pingkangfang after they were cured.

And if it cannot be cured, or if it is disfigured and unable to receive customers, it will be quietly taken away and transported to an unknown place for disposal.

In contrast, the new manager allowed these girls to continue to live in the pavilion to recuperate and asked doctors to prescribe medicine for them, which turned out to be a more "humane" approach.

Song Shaoyuan noticed the change in his wife's expression, gently put his arm around You Xiao's shoulders, and silently comforted her.

"Alas,"

The steward of Pingkangfang said sternly: "Pingkangfang's Lianhua Building, Zuifang Building, and Linyue Building are known as the third floor of Sanqu. They receive the most powerful and wealthy guests.

Some guests didn’t even bother to come in person, but asked their subordinates to invite the girl to their house.”

The steward didn't say everything, but the meaning was clear.

If a thorough investigation were to be carried out in the name of medical treatment, the number of people involved would probably be quite large and the level would be very high.

Those high-ranking officials, for the sake of their own and their family's reputation, will never cooperate - even if they risk getting infected.
To be continued...