Although all the eight largest clinics in Bianliang City agreed to save people, Lu Enyu refused to let them go.

What a joke? If these children go back, these clinics will start to be perfunctory and sloppy. By then, many people will die, and their Huimin Pharmaceutical Bureau and Taichang Temple will not escape responsibility.

Even the Imperial College was pressed by the Prime Minister's Office and did not dare to ask for anyone. Just a few folk clinics, this Chief Lu was not afraid of it at all.

Therefore, people must not go out, they can only enter and leave, which makes these students and parents helpless.

When Chen Jinbai and many other parents entered the blockade, they all came to the backyard of Huimin Pharmaceutical Bureau in a hurry.

Originally, they thought these children must be hungry, thirsty, tired and scared now, but they must be frightened in the face of the sudden plague.

Especially the parents of several female students were even more anxious. What if they scared their baby daughter?

As a result, when they opened the door, they found that when the children were eating hot pot, they were twitching their mouths, which was different from the style they imagined.

Chen Buer was just picking up mutton, "Hey, dad, why are you here?"

Pan Mingguang had a few small vegetable leaves hanging on the corner of his mouth, and he said strangely: "Dad, why are you here? If there is a plague here, hurry up and leave."

After all, it was a little cotton-padded jacket. Pan Mingyue ran over happily and grabbed Pan Wenlong's arm: "Dad, why are you here?"

The others also stood up one after another, calling their fathers, and the room was in chaos for a while.

Chen Jinbai smelled the scent of the room and felt unhappy, "Okay, I have been worried about you for a long time, but you are content."

Zhu Liangji is as fat as his son and loves to eat. He has been waiting in Xijiaofang for a long time and has been so hungry that he has been urinating:

"Everyone is gone, they are really a group of unfilial sons. Didn't you see your father being hungry? I would have known that I wouldn't come to save you, but now it will cause each of our families to lose money."

"That's right, I'll dodge my way, don't understand the rules at all, give me the chopsticks."

For a moment, several parents began to scold their mother.

Each family has to take charge of fifty patients, which doesn’t seem to be many, but the plague is a bottomless pit. Not to mention how much silver it costs to cure these fifty people. Even if all fifty people are cured, do you think it will be over?

I'm afraid there will be another fifty or one hundred. If the plague does not end, the patients will be endless.

So this time everyone is bound to be trapped, and it is a deep condom. He lost money. Chen Jinbai and others regretted it. They were sending it to the Imperial College for nothing. Now, they are ready to deliver food to the door.

Seeing that everyone else had their fathers coming to rescue him, there was a reunion scene with a kind father and a filial son. Chai Zijin stood there alone, feeling indescribable loneliness in his heart.

He was a dignified prince in the disaster area, and he came to save him without even sending a single person in the palace. This made him extremely disappointed and his eyes were almost red.

Suddenly, an urgent voice sounded outside the door: "Young Master, Young Master, I am Wen Song, where are you?"

Chai Zijin was delighted, "I'm here, I'm here!"

After a while, a sissy appeared at the door. After seeing Chai Zijin, tears immediately burst out with tears on the door frame, "Young Master, you scared the little slave to death~~~"

Chen Buer's whole body shivered with a look of a resentful woman.

The major clinics were also moving very quickly. They started to set up straw sheds in Huimin Pharmaceutical Bureau that night to prepare to accept patients. More than 400 patients said that the number was more, but eight were one cents, which was actually the case.

Huimin Pharmaceutical Bureau has a room, and all patients with dysentery were carried into the room and waiting for treatment.

Lu Enyu is now fully cooperating. He needs money and medicine anyway, but he still provides it with people. He also knows the harm of the plague and dares not be careless.

Eight clinics transported the medicines overnight, and the doctors and friends from the clinic came together.

The disease of bacterial dysentery is very special because patients will continue to have diarrhea and vomit. Many people will be exhausted and will be pulled on the hospital bed at any time, so nursing staff is very important.

In addition, all sewage and dirt must be treated centrally to prevent the spread of epidemic water, which requires a large number of manpower.

But compared to nursing, how to treat it becomes a difficult point.

At the same time, all eight clinics were stationed in Xijiaofang, and each of them received news about fifty plague patients, which was also spread through the mouth of everyone, so it was no longer a matter of saving their children and nephews.

Whether the Eight Cities are willing or not, it has now become a "saving competition".

Whose family has a high cure rate and who is in charge has fewer patients? This is an open matter, and everyone is staring at it, both the government and the people.

Many gambling shops have even quickly opened gambling plates, and who can win the first place in the eight major players?

In this way, the pressure on the eight clinics is greater. Among them, the five major clinics are the first echelon and the top clinics, the pressure is even greater.

Whose medical skills are good? It is obvious to the plague. Just bragging is not enough.

The person who wins will definitely receive praise from the government and the public, and this is also an excellent advertising opportunity, which will create a great reputation for its own clinic.

As for the clinic with many deaths, its credibility and reputation in the eyes of patients will be ruined.

Therefore, all major clinics sent elite soldiers and generals to come. For a moment, truckloads of medicinal materials were transported into the Xijiaofang from all directions, and the atmosphere began to become solemn.

In addition to the conventional "Baitou Weng Decoction and Shaoyao Decoction", each company also showed its own unique skills.

For example, the Cui family of Gushengtang not only took out Meisu Pills, but also used a prescription "Peach Blossom Soup".

The Pan family in Quanmingtang began to cheat. When they heard that the eight major clinics were going to start a treatment competition, even the medical director of the Imperial Hospital, Pan Bihe, came to "spot guidance" in person.

The old man can become a medical secretary. Even though he has luck, his medical skills are still very clever, so the prescription he gave is "Huanglian Donkey-hide gelatin soup and Zhuche Pills".

In addition, the "Shaoyao Decoction" of Waibao Yaolin, the "No Jin Zhengqi San" of Xuanxingtang, the "Zhengren Yang Dirty Soup" of Nanshantang, the "Lian Ren Li Tang" of Bencao Tang, and so on.

Anyway, all the martial arts are all made in all kinds of martial arts. Everyone wants to be the first, and everyone wants to become famous in this plague.

The rest of the houses are already busy, but the Chen family in Jingshitang is quiet.

This made people from several other clinics very surprised. What was the Chen family doing? Everyone was boiling medicine in the yard, so busy that they didn’t even have time to drink water.
Chapter completed!