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Chapter 887 The world is in uproar

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    Every time the seasons change, there is a high incidence of diseases.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Due to the medical conditions at this time, it is considered lucky to survive.

    This time, the issue of epidemic prevention has attracted everyone's attention.

    ¡°After all, eradicating or controlling diseases is a matter of life and death, whether for wealthy families or ordinary traffickers.

    Not to mention, the emergence of "Quest", because it required examinations, became instantly popular and sales increased dramatically, which also caused a lot of controversy.

    ??????????????Many people think that this is not doing their job properly and is just trying to hold on after being full.

    Even though many people did not say anything wrong about "Quest" in public, deep down in their hearts, they could not help but feel a bit of contempt.

    People¡¯s stubborn ideas are difficult to eliminate.

    In the eyes of many people, the content of the search is actually not much different from the "Book of Mountains and Seas".

    ¡°It¡¯s all just fictitious stories.

    But now, Xishan Medical College wants to verify it.

    And when a large number of medical students appear on the streets, the meaning is completely different.

    what happened?

    Zhang Sen looked particularly excited.

    He knew very well that this was an opportunity that his Grand Master had fought for for himself.  This opportunity is hard-won.  In order to prove his theory, he actually shocked the entire capital.

    Not long ago, he was an unknown little person, as humble as dust, as low as dust.

    Now, everyone around him is busy trying to verify his theory, and even the officers of Shuntian Mansion are helping.

    Zhang Sen didn¡¯t care at all about other people¡¯s looks and doubts, because his life had never been smooth sailing, but Taishi Gong¡¯s kindness in meeting him made him constantly warring between heaven and man.

    Can this thing really be done?

    If we lose, wouldn¡¯t we be ashamed of our Grand Master?

    It¡¯s okay to be reduced to pieces and become the laughing stock of the world.  But¡­¡­

    The medical school is short of manpower.

    People from other colleges also came to help.

    Zhu Houzhao led the people from his steam research institute and appeared in a high-spirited manner.

    Generally speaking, the students at the Institute of Physical Education tend to be more muscular, with six-pack abdominal muscles and particularly well-developed biceps.

    Zhu Houzhao lived in Xishan Academy and was called Zhu Shou.

    Moreover, he was very good at riding and shooting, and his father gradually stopped caring about him. This made Zhu Houzhao let his temper go. He only wore short clothes and had people drive the car, carrying a batch of goods to a temporary medical point.  , began to take off the medical equipment, of course, mainly masks.

    Zhu Houzhao happily wiped the sweat from his forehead and was very happy. He stepped forward and asked the medical students here: "How is the situation here? Are there any typhoid fever patients?"

    All medical students must wear masks.

    Zhu Houzhao feels that wearing a mask is new. In the past, it was only worn during surgery, and he did not know why it was necessary to wear a mask during surgery. But now, it seems that the emergence of microbiology has provided a solid theoretical basis for wearing masks.

    Zhu Houzhao also wore a mask.

    When they saw Dean Zhu coming, the medical students didn¡¯t dare to neglect, so they were busy bowing and saluting: ¡°There have been quite a few people here, and there are also quite a few people who are obviously not sick, but they still come I want to get a mask and go back.¡±

    Zhu Houzhao was happy: "Give it, give it all, it's not enough, go to Shuntian Mansion, we are here to make a living for the common people Don't be afraid, if they still refuse, just say it was me who said it, and I will go to them."

    "yes."

    There are actually more and more people wearing masks in Beijing.

    Zhang Sen, on the other hand, was panting from exhaustion from all his busy work. He went around to collect statistics on the injuries with the officers of Shuntian Prefecture. However, on this day, his father came.

    Zhang Jing still wore an old Confucian shirt, even though Zhang Sen sent a sum of money to her family.

    The father and son met in a small tea shop next to the temporary medical point.

    "It's good here, it's good here." Zhang Jing glanced at Zhang Sen: "My father has already received your money."

    Zhang Jing showed a somewhat pleased smile.

    It can be seen that Zhang Sen looked tired and a little distressed: "Did these money really come from the school?"

    Zhang Jing seemed worried.

    Zhang Sen understood what Zhang Jing meant. Such a huge fortune suddenly came to him. His father felt a little uneasy: "It's true."However, if this is true, doesn't this prove that the fine insect theory is correct.

    So, if we continue to think deeply, many of the things written in the journals that are ridiculed and considered to be fantasy are not "The Classic of Mountains and Seas" at all, but are very likely to be the truth.

    He shuddered.

    ¡°If this memorial is sent upI¡¯m afraid

    I¡¯m afraid the whole world will be in an uproar!

    Wu Ying kept suppressing the fear and excitement in his heart. He had read those journals more or less, and he really disdained many of the things in them, but now

    After the final number was calculated thoroughly, he tremblingly picked up the book and checked it over.

    Then without saying a word, he went to see Fu Yin.

    He hurried to the main hall. The governor happened to be enthroned today and was sitting in the hall drinking tea.

    Stepping into the threshold, there was a little scarecrow under my feet. When I lowered my head, I saw that the ink on it had dried.

    Of course, Wu Ying didn¡¯t care either. He bowed and said, ¡°The student has met Mr. Fu.¡±

    Liu Qing of Shuntian Prefecture was still worried. Someone from the medical school came again. This time, they asked for masks again.

    This mask was originally produced by you in Xishan, which is good. You produced it and sold it to the imperial court. The imperial court bought your masks and gave them to you for distribution everywhere.

    Put your face. In order to buy a house, the old man has done everything he is, and the land of his hometown is sold.

    ????????? This is called me, how can I tell it to the Ministry of Household Affairs?

    "What's the matter?"

    Liu Qing stared at Wu Ying with fire in his eyes.

    "Master Fu, the students have verified the number of typhoid fevers this year, as well as the number of people who died of the disease, and I am here to report." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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