Farm Girl's Manor-Chapter 1401: Outlander 27: Plague Outbreak_2

Mo Yan smiled, propped herself up to reward her husband with a kiss on the corner of his mouth, then lay down and covered herself with the thin quilt and closed her eyes.

Xiao Ruiyuan shook his head with a laugh, lowered his head to return a kiss on his wife’s eyes, and sat quietly for a long time until her breathing became long and even before he silently left the room.

The messengers dispatched returned with news from Wei Zhou soon after. The situation in Wei Zhou was a bit better than Mo Yan had imagined; local officials and civilians had been reinforcing the river embankments continuously. However, it was also true that the heavy rain in Wei Zhou had not stopped, and the breach of the Wei Zhou river section was just a matter of time if it continued like this.

Urged by Mo Yan, Xiao Ruiyuan went to the palace overnight to report the possible impending crisis in Wei Zhou to Chu Heng, who had ascended the throne.

The so-called crisis was all inferred based on facts; Wei Zhou might not breach, but as it concerned the lives of millions of civilians, Chu Heng did not dare to take the risk. Therefore, he issued several Imperial Edicts overnight, ordering local officials in Wei Zhou to work together to lead the civilians in strengthening the river embankments and to relocate those who might be affected by the disaster to safe areas in advance. Meanwhile, he commanded the Ministry of Revenue to allocate supplies, ready to assist at any time.

Mo Yan was not idle either. She ordered the rice shop to stop selling rice and donated all the grains to the Court to be sent to Wei Zhou. If she were not in her postpartum confinement and easily not allowed to leave the mansion, she definitely would have returned to Liu Yang Village to transfer some of the piled-up grains from her space, so the rice shop wouldn’t have to close.

Despite the disaster not yet occurring, the seeds and seedlings in the Wei Zhou area had been affected by the heavy rains and could not be planted. The autumn harvest was destined to be a failure, and a large amount of grain would be needed to help the people of Wei Zhou get through the crisis afterward.

If the people of Wei Zhou could safely get through this time, perhaps the epidemic might not break out, and Mo Yan would also have gained the merits she needed. This was what she really wanted to see.

That night, accompanied by roaring thunder, the Wei Zhou riverbank embankment, which had been reinforced by more than a yard high, could no longer withstand the powerful impact of the massive water and collapsed with a loud bang. The raging floodwaters, like a fierce beast, roared and surged in all directions. In an instant, houses and fields were destroyed, countless animals and plants were swallowed by the floodwaters, vanishing without a trace.

"Gone, the home is gone, everything is gone, woo-woo—"

The civilians of Wei Zhou, who had been moved to higher ground in advance, watched helplessly in the pouring rain, illuminated by lightning, as their former homelands were mercilessly destroyed. Some elderly people, overwhelmed with sorrow, knelt down and cried bitterly, while others were relieved that they had moved in time, at least sparing their lives.

As long as one is alive, there is always hope.

These past days, Mo Yan had been constantly worried about the disaster in Wei Zhou and had not been sleeping well. At the exact moment when the riverbank in Wei Zhou breached, she suddenly sat up from her dream, gasping for air, startling Xiao Ruiyuan who was sleeping beside her.

"Yanyan, what’s wrong? Did you have a nightmare again?" Xiao Ruiyuan sat up, took a piece of clothing from the shelf and draped it over Mo Yan’s body, holding her in his arms, "Don’t be afraid, your husband is here!"

Mo Yan clutched at her husband’s sleeve, saying somewhat nervously, "Just now I dreamt that Wei Zhou’s dam burst, and many people drowned."

Xiao Ruiyuan’s heart tightened, holding her even closer, "It was just a dream, it’s not to be taken seriously. Moreover, the civilians of Wei Zhou have already been moved to safety. Even if the dam bursts, there won’t be too many casualties, so you don’t need to worry."

Mo Yan knew she was dreaming because of her concerns during the day; whatever she could do had already been done, and what happened next was beyond her control.

She let go of her husband and said softly, "Maybe I’ve been thinking too much these past couple of days, that’s why I had a nightmare. I’ll be fine in a while. Don’t mind me, go back to sleep, you have early court tomorrow!"

"Alright, you lie down first. I’ll light some soothing incense." Xiao Ruiyuan helped his wife to lie down on the bed and after tucking her in, he got off the bed to find the fire match stick and took a small piece of soothing incense out of the bedside table drawer to light it.

While Xiao Ruiyuan was lighting the incense, Mo Yan in her consciousness communicated with Xue tuanzi, learning that an epidemic could still potentially break out in Wei Zhou, which greatly distressed her.

Xue tuanzi, however, was excited; it would soon break through the shackles of Heavenly Dao and regain freedom. It reminded her, "Yanyan, over the years you have not been unprepared, and your medical skills have become even better than Old Master Du’s. You shouldn’t worry too much about whether Wei Zhou will have an outbreak of disease or not. However, once you finish your postpartum confinement, you must rush to Wei Zhou immediately. Otherwise, if the disease spreads, many people will die." freewёbnoνel.com

There are many types of epidemic diseases and their treatments vary. Using old methods and prescriptions may not always work. If an epidemic breaks out in Wei Zhou, Mo Yan would necessarily have to go in person to understand the situation in order to prescribe the right remedy.

After hearing this, Mo Yan felt much more confident, "Um, I’ll be out of confinement in a few days. I’ll go to Wei Zhou after the full moon ceremony for Sixth Small is over. I should be able to make it in time."

Over these years, she had been busy having children and managing the vast Hou Mansion and had little time for leisurely pursuits, yet she never neglected her medical practice, even mastering Mrs. Du’s Nine Needles to perfection. Otherwise, she would not have been able to save Emperor Huian with her skill when he was critically ill five years ago, and all of Taiyi Hospital was at a loss.

Now that she had unburdened herself from the responsibility of Great Chu, Emperor Huian, well into his old age, was still living well, and Mo Yan had contributed the most to this.

Reassured, Mo Yan relaxed and eventually fell asleep again under the effect of the soothing incense.

Within days, the news of Wei Zhou’s breach reached Jing City. Fortunately, the local civilians had been evacuated in advance, and there were no widespread casualties, although there were still deaths in areas that had been overlooked.