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Chapter 367 Breaking Through the Worn-Out Socks

Fang Er looked at the situation inside and said to Huang Shuliang.

Did Zhuangzi's cows have pox?

Huang Shuliang was a bit confused. People couldn't even take care of themselves, so who would care if a cow had pox?

Zhang De saw them talking and urged from the side.

Answer what I ask you, yes or no!

This guy's voice was rough, extremely rough.

Huang Shuliang was startled and quickly said, "I don't know, sir!"

Fang Er waved his hand.

San Dezi, take him to check all the cows on the farm. Bring over any that have pox.

Hearing this, Zhang De pulled Huang Shuliang away from the land temple.

Fang Er finally mustered up his courage and walked into the courtyard.

Several people had already surrounded Sun Laodao, which made Fang Er frown.

Get away from him, all of you! Do you want to die!

With so many people surrounding Sun Laodao, even masks might not be enough!

The crowd was a bit unwilling. Seeing the divine doctor who had come to save them, who didn't want to be examined first?

Someone wanted to cause trouble, but after looking at the Yanyun cavalry at the entrance, they could only comply and obediently retreated to the side.

Sun Laodao looked at a few people and then walked to Fang Er.

Marquis of Liaodong, it is indeed smallpox. Do you have any good methods?

Uh! Am I considered a physician now?

Fang Er waved his hands repeatedly, "You handle the medical matters. I have other things to do."

Sun Laodao was a little disappointed that Fang Er wasn't intervening, but he didn't forget his original intention for coming.

He turned back to the crowd and felt their pulses one by one.

There were over forty infected people in Huangliang Town, all gathered here. After diagnosing them all, Old Sun wrote out prescriptions according to the severity of their conditions.

At this moment, Huang Sheng also returned, leading two cows.

Marquis, there are over a dozen cows in the town, and only these two have pox.

Just as Fang Er was about to say something, he heard the walkie-talkie in Huang Sheng's arms crackle.

Dong San Dong San, this is Dong Liu. The Heavenly Fire Army, Imperial Physicians, and condemned prisoners have arrived outside the town. Respond if you hear me. Owa!

Huang Sheng took out the walkie-talkie and held it in his hand, but instead of responding, he looked at Fang Er.

Fang Er nodded, "Have them surround the town and forbid anyone from entering or leaving. Also, let the imperial physicians and the condemned prisoners come in."

Huang Sheng relayed Fang Er's orders through the walkie-talkie.

Soon after, the imperial physicians who had been at the Polarity Hall, carrying their medicine chests, trudged in from outside the town.

Qi Sui and a squad of Heavenly Fire Army soldiers followed behind, escorting several condemned prisoners.

Of course, the masks were on the armored vehicles outside the town, and everyone had put them on.

Qi Sui walked up to Fang Er, "Marquis, everyone is here."

Fang Er nodded and said to the imperial physicians, "Master Sun has been busy inside for a while. You shouldn't be idle either, go in and help."

Seeing so many doctors in official attire, carrying medicine chests, Huang Shuliang's eyes welled up with tears, and he knelt down with a thud.

This old man thanks you all, divine doctors, for your help!

One of the imperial physicians stepped forward and helped him up.

There's no need for this. We are also acting on the Emperor's orders. If you want to thank anyone, thank His Majesty!

After speaking, he looked back at the others, "All of you, go in and assist Master Sun!"

A group of imperial physicians, carrying their medicine chests, entered one after another.

Only Qi Sui's Heavenly Fire Army and a few condemned prisoners with bound hands and shackles remained.

Fang Er walked up to the two cows and examined them closely, but couldn't find the pox anywhere.

He couldn't help but ask Huang Sheng.

Where are the pox?

Huang Sheng leaned in and pointed to the cows' udders, "Marquis, there are many growing on them!"

Fang Er looked in the direction he was pointing, and damn it!

It was so dense it almost triggered trypophobia.

The udders were covered in bumps, all pox.

By the way, how did Huang Sheng find them in such a hidden spot?

Some of the pox were newly formed, showing redness.

Some had likely been there for a long time, oozing pus.

Fang Er took out a short knife, dipped a little pus, and went to the condemned prisoners.

Without saying a word to them, he selected one and directly cut his arm with the knife.

After cutting, he worriedly rubbed the blade against his wound again.

This was not him being cruel; for the sake of the people of Great Tang, someone had to make a sacrifice for experimentation.

Since they were condemned prisoners, they could be considered to be atoning for their sins!

The condemned prisoner was so scared by Fang Er's actions that his legs trembled.

The smallpox patients in the land temple could see clearly from his position!

Thinking of the pus he had just smeared on his wound, he immediately glared at Fang Er with furious eyes.

You son of a bitch, what did you do to me!

I @#¥¥%

He opened his mouth, and all sorts of venomous words spewed out, cursing Fang Er.

Huang Sheng kicked him in the face, "Do you want to die now? I'll fulfill your wish!"

After saying that, he reached into his chest.

Wait! Fang Er stopped him from reaching for his gun.

Just stuff his mouth shut. He's still useful.

Tui~!

Hearing Fang Er, Huang Sheng pulled down his mask and spat a mouthful of phlegm.

Then he took off his shoes and socks.

Seeing the socks he pulled off his feet, Fang Er exclaimed, "Holy cow!"

He had only heard of jeans that could stand upright on the ground after being worn for a long time.

Huang Sheng's socks had definitely reached that level!

They were even glazed with patina!

The smell, even through the mask, made Fang Er retreat several steps, and he couldn't help but silently mourn for the condemned prisoner for three minutes.

He just didn't know if this guy would be suffocated to death.