Chapter 60: Testing the Medicine

Jiang Qingqing pushed open the door and found that the courtyard was already flooded.

Large and small puddles covered the ground, and the sky seemed to have sprung a leak, with rain pouring down like a waterfall.

“Your Highness! You’ve finally come out.”

Jiang Yu stood under the eaves, holding an oiled paper umbrella, his expression full of worry.

Jiang Qingqing walked over, frowning as she observed the torrential rain. “Why is it suddenly raining so hard? Why did you come here?”

Jiang Yu shook his head, looking troubled.

He recounted everything that had just happened, his face uneasy as he glanced into the house.

“What did the Divine One say? You’ve been inside for so long—I was afraid something had happened.”

Jiang Qingqing was incredulous.

“You’re saying there was a dragon’s roar from the direction of the Su family’s army? And the rain only intensified after that?”

The Divine One had been with her the whole time.

How could it have gone to help the Grand Chancellor’s mansion?

“This rain isn’t caused by the Divine One. Let’s go to the main hall and discuss it there.”

Jiang Qingqing returned to her room to grab a large umbrella, holding her notes close to her chest to keep them from getting wet.

Everyone from the Jiang family, including Xu Jifeng, was waiting in the main hall.

As soon as Jiang Qingqing arrived, everyone stood up.

“Your Highness, what is happening with this rain? If it keeps pouring like this, the entire Weizhou might be flooded!”

The one speaking was Xu Jifeng.

As the prefect of Weizhou, he was well aware of the drainage systems and how much rain the city could handle.

This torrential downpour was beyond Weizhou’s capacity to withstand.

In the entire Liang Dynasty, only the capital city had a water management system robust enough to cope with this kind of storm.

“I’ll look into the cause of the storm. You should first instruct them on how to handle the plague,” Fu Zhengnan interjected at the right moment.

There had been no alerts about this storm on his phone. It hadn’t mentioned any way to resolve it through in-game purchases either.

It seemed like a natural disaster.

But Fu Zhengnan couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off.

After placing some supplies for the plague in the main hall, he shut off the primary interface and connected his laptop to his phone.

Jiang Qingqing also knew they couldn’t afford to panic. She spread her notes across the central table and spoke calmly.

“Let’s tackle the problems one by one. First, let’s discuss the plague.”

Xu Jifeng was reminded of the troubling epidemic. The storm was already overwhelming, and now the plague was making things even worse.

Jiang Qingqing held up each item while explaining their uses and applications.

Her words sounded almost mythical.

Brother Jiang was skeptical. “Your Highness, do these things really work? Aren’t you exaggerating?”

Take the mask, for instance—it was just a small piece of unfamiliar fabric.

And yet, she claimed that even in close contact with patients, it could provide nearly 90% protection?

That was ridiculous!

And that clear liquid—she said it could disinfect and kill germs?

He had never heard of such a thing before.

Jiang Qingqing didn’t expect them to believe her immediately. But if the Divine One had given these items and claimed they worked, then they had to be effective.

She distributed masks and protective suits to everyone and instructed,

“We need to get to work. Put these on. First, encourage the medical clinics to reopen, and take these epidemic prevention supplies over to them.”

“If you doubt their effectiveness, why not try them and see?”

Everyone followed her orders, putting on masks and protective suits.

Xu Jifeng spoke up first.

“Your Highness! Do you have any policies to incentivize the clinics to reopen?”

Previously, the clinics had been ransacked by Zhang Yuan’s men, forcing many to shut down.

Now that things had barely stabilized, the plague had arrived.

This wasn’t a simple matter—plagues killed people. Even if there were doctors, not all of them would be willing to risk their lives for money.

Jiang Qingqing thought for a moment before saying,

“Official promotions, food supplies, money, or even pardons for certain criminals—as long as the requests aren’t too excessive, they can be granted.”

“Also, you need to convey the effectiveness of these divine medicines to them.”

The group wasted no time in taking action.

They covered the carriages with tarps and waded through the water, transporting the supplies to the nearest medical clinic.

The rain continued to pour relentlessly, showing no signs of stopping.

Jiang Qingqing stood under the eaves, gazing at the storm, feeling powerless.

This had gone beyond human capability.

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Meanwhile, on the other side—

Xu Jifeng and Jiang Yu personally went to invite Doctor Zhao to “come out of seclusion.”

“Ah, just in time—I happen to have a patient here,” Doctor Zhao said.

Doctor Zhao listened to Jiang Yu’s explanation of the divine medicines and was eager to test them himself. If these miraculous medicines were real, then Weizhou might actually be saved this time!

Jiang Yu handed a mask to both the patient and Doctor Zhao, along with a protective suit.

The patient, now equipped with the protective gear, was taken to the medical clinic along with the others, becoming the first test subject for these supplies.

“You mentioned which medicine is for reducing fever and pain?”

Doctor Zhao rummaged through the boxes of Western medicine, feeling a little lost.

Jiang Yu referred to Jiang Qingqing’s notes and handed a box to Doctor Zhao. “This is the one. According to Her Highness’s notes, the dosage is two pills at a time, three times a day, after meals.”

“Alright, good!”

Doctor Zhao took the box.

The patient was placed in an isolated room at the back of the clinic for quarantine.

Doctor Zhao brought the medicine and a glass of water, heading to the backyard.

After taking the pills, the patient felt noticeable relief from his muscle aches within half an hour.

“Doctor! Am I cured?!”

The patient was excited.

Only he knew how despairing it had felt when he was first diagnosed with the plague.

At forty years old, he was the only one left in his family.

So when Jiang Yu suggested he test the medicine, he had agreed without hesitation. If he was going to die anyway, he might as well take a gamble!

Doctor Zhao’s eyes gleamed with excitement.

In his lifetime, he never thought he would witness such a miraculous and fast-acting medicine.

He took out the virus test strip that Jiang Yu had given him. “Come, let’s check if there are still any residual toxins in your body.”

Doctor Zhao understood viruses in terms of toxins.

After half a minute, their excitement faded—the test strip still showed two lines, indicating the virus was still present.

“This… sigh, you’re not completely cured yet?”

“It seems like only the symptoms have subsided. Drink more water. I’ll go to the front hall and ask about this.”

Meanwhile, Jiang Qingqing, unable to sit still at the prefecture, was worried about them.

She carefully suited up in protective gear and made her way to the medical clinic.

When she saw Doctor Zhao returning from the backyard, she immediately stood up and asked, “Doctor Zhao, how is the medicine working?”

Doctor Zhao was shocked to see Jiang Qingqing in the clinic and immediately tried to persuade her. “Your Highness! Why have you come here? Please go back at once—this place is dangerous!”

Jiang Qingqing gestured to her fully covered protective suit and smiled.

“Look, I’m all wrapped up. I’ll be fine.”

Doctor Zhao still wanted to insist, but Jiang Yu intervened to support Jiang Qingqing.

“Doctor Zhao, just tell her. Maybe once she hears the full story, she’ll leave. Keeping her waiting here is more unsafe.”

Doctor Zhao sighed. Fine.

He quickly recounted what had happened in the backyard.

“The medicine is effective—the muscle pain has temporarily subsided! But the virus is still in the body. What should we do?”