Chapter 2259: 2259
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"How many people have been sent here today?"
In sighing, a man asked.
"Ten people came, two more than yesterday, and..." The person who answered sighed, "and fifteen people died today, five more than yesterday..."
Several other people did not speak, just listen to the conversation between the two people, his face became a bit ugly.
Looking at the flickering candles in the room and listening to the painful groans from time to time outside, the faces of these doctors were obviously distorted.
"When is the end of this? Obviously is the symptom of wind cold, can use the prescription to treat wind cold, not good at all! Can this disease be cured?! I've changed several prescriptions, but it's useless. Do people who get sick have to wait here to die? "
None of these doctors spoke.
Because no one knows what to do.
All the methods have been tried.
All the prescriptions, as long as there is a little bit of possibility that can cure people, have been tried.
However, no one is getting better because of taking medicine. On the contrary, as time goes on, the disease is getting worse.
What does that mean?
This shows that none of the prescriptions they have tried before is useful!
But, all the prescriptions in the world are not good, it can only show that there is no antidote for this disease!!!
The only thing to be thankful for is that the disease will not be infected by contact. At least a few of them have no symptoms yet.
However, if they don't work out a prescription, even if they don't get sick, the emperor can't let them go in the end!
They dare not say that there is no antidote. They can only sit here every day and study all kinds of curable formulas.
But
They have been working hard on the medical skills they have learned all their lives. They can't study anything at all, and they won't go out here at all. The only thing that can get out is the corpse!
I'm afraid they have to wait to die!
No, it should be said that people in the whole capital have to wait here to die!!!
These doctors are anxious and impatient.
Impatience, when can we study the prescription that can really treat people's disease well.
Anxiety, if they all die here, what will their families do?!
Murongsheng and yingmu lie on the roof and hear the Taiyi's conversation clearly. Slightly frown, this poison so serious?
The people in Lingba didn't find out why, and the imperial doctors in the palace were also at a loss.
Is this poison really incurable?
Or is there something wrong with the research direction of these doctors?
Up to now, they still think that this is a disease similar to wind cold, rather than poisoning?
Murongsheng said to yingmu in a voice that only two people could hear.
Shadow wood nodded and disappeared in place. Then, the doctors who were sitting and talking in the room fainted one by one.
Because no one can pity the old, bang bang all fell to the ground.
Murong Sheng slightly turned his head, closed his eyes, and shook his head: "it's not light to listen to the falling!"
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"How many people have been sent here today?"
In sighing, a man asked.
"Ten people came, two more than yesterday, and..." The person who answered sighed, "and fifteen people died today, five more than yesterday..."
Several other people did not speak, just listen to the conversation between the two people, his face became a bit ugly.
Looking at the flickering candles in the room and listening to the painful groans from time to time outside, the faces of these doctors were obviously distorted.
"When is the end of this? Obviously is the symptom of wind cold, can use the prescription to treat wind cold, not good at all! Can this disease be cured?! I've changed several prescriptions, but it's useless. Do people who get sick have to wait here to die? "
None of these doctors spoke.
Because no one knows what to do.
All the methods have been tried.
All the prescriptions, as long as there is a little bit of possibility that can cure people, have been tried.
However, no one is getting better because of taking medicine. On the contrary, as time goes on, the disease is getting worse.
What does that mean?
This shows that none of the prescriptions they have tried before is useful!
But, all the prescriptions in the world are not good, it can only show that there is no antidote for this disease!!!
The only thing to be thankful for is that the disease will not be infected by contact. At least a few of them have no symptoms yet.
However, if they don't work out a prescription, even if they don't get sick, the emperor can't let them go in the end!
They dare not say that there is no antidote. They can only sit here every day and study all kinds of curable formulas.
But
They have been working hard on the medical skills they have learned all their lives. They can't study anything at all, and they won't go out here at all. The only thing that can get out is the corpse!
I'm afraid they have to wait to die!
No, it should be said that people in the whole capital have to wait here to die!!!
These doctors are anxious and impatient.
Impatience, when can we study the prescription that can really treat people's disease well.
Anxiety, if they all die here, what will their families do?!
Murongsheng and yingmu lie on the roof and hear the Taiyi's conversation clearly. Slightly frown, this poison so serious?
The people in Lingba didn't find out why, and the imperial doctors in the palace were also at a loss.
Is this poison really incurable?
Or is there something wrong with the research direction of these doctors?
Up to now, they still think that this is a disease similar to wind cold, rather than poisoning?
Murongsheng said to yingmu in a voice that only two people could hear.
Shadow wood nodded and disappeared in place. Then, the doctors who were sitting and talking in the room fainted one by one.
Because no one can pity the old, bang bang all fell to the ground.
Murong Sheng slightly turned his head, closed his eyes, and shook his head: "it's not light to listen to the falling!"
"How many people have been sent here today?" In sighing, a man asked. "Ten people came, two more than yesterday, and..." The person who answered sighed, "and fifteen people died today, five more than yesterday..." Several other people did not speak, just listen to the conversation between the two people, his face became a bit ugly. Looking at the flickering candles in the room and listening to the painful groans from time to time outside, the faces of these doctors were obviously distorted. "When is the end of this? Obviously is the symptom of wind cold, can use the prescription to treat wind cold, not good at all! Can this disease be cured?! I've changed several prescriptions, but it's useless. Do people who get sick have to wait here to die? " None of these doctors spoke. Because no one knows what to do. All the methods have been tried. All the prescriptions, as long as there is a little bit of possibility that can cure people, have been tried. However, no one is getting better because of taking medicine. On the contrary, as time goes on, the disease is getting worse. What does that mean? This shows that none of the prescriptions they have tried before is useful! But, all the prescriptions in the world are not good, it can only show that there is no antidote for this disease!!! The only thing to be thankful for is that the disease will not be infected by contact. At least a few of them have no symptoms yet. However, if they don't work out a prescription, even if they don't get sick, the emperor can't let them go in the end! They dare not say that there is no antidote. They can only sit here every day and study all kinds of curable formulas. But They have been working hard on the medical skills they have learned all their lives. They can't study anything at all, and they won't go out here at all. The only thing that can get out is the corpse! I'm afraid they have to wait to die! No, it should be said that people in the whole capital have to wait here to die!!! These doctors are anxious and impatient. Impatience, when can we study the prescription that can really treat people's disease well. Anxiety, if they all die here, what will their families do?! Murongsheng and yingmu lie on the roof and hear the Taiyi's conversation clearly. Slightly frown, this poison so serious? The people in Lingba didn't find out why, and the imperial doctors in the palace were also at a loss. Is this poison really incurable? Or is there something wrong with the research direction of these doctors? Up to now, they still think that this is a disease similar to wind cold, rather than poisoning? Murongsheng said to yingmu in a voice that only two people could hear. Shadow wood nodded and disappeared in place. Then, the doctors who were sitting and talking in the room fainted one by one. Because no one can pity the old, bang bang all fell to the ground. Murong Sheng slightly turned his head, closed his eyes, and shook his head: "it's not light to listen to the falling!"
