Why My Domineering Prince Regretted Filing for Divorce?-Chapter 752 - 581: Do you know where I am going?

Just as Yu Wenye had previously estimated, Yu Wenquan did not have a significant reaction to the sudden letter from Princess Qiancheng. After all, he had not yet accomplished his major tasks, the epidemic in Daxing City had not been completely eradicated, and later, information came from Taiyuan stating that the previous epidemic had been a misunderstanding. Yu Wencheng had just caught a cold and was mistakenly diagnosed with the epidemic, which allowed Yu Wenquan to temporarily put his mind at ease regarding Taiyuan’s situation.

However, Shang Ruyi vaguely felt that Yu Wenquan was not completely unaware of the tricks being played behind the scenes.

Because Yu Wenquan sent people to Taiyuan to convey a message, instructing Yu Wencheng to firmly hold Taiyuan City, and in case of any enemy situation, to immediately close the city gates and await a response from Daxing City. At the same time, he had the messenger reprimand Huang Gongyi.

In this matter, they felt deeply apologetic to Huang Gongyi.

In the end, this matter was settled, and within the next two or three days, the patients in Changle Square gradually recovered and were released batch by batch. Eventually, only just over two hundred people remained inside the square.

The majority of whom were the elderly patients with the most severe conditions personally cared for by Su Qinglan.

Under normal circumstances, such a group of elderly people would have had a hard time surviving such an epidemic, but this time, miraculously, they all pulled through. Thus, on the fifth day, when Changle Square submitted the final list to release these people, the entire populace of Daxing City was thrilled.

Soon, it was the afternoon of that day.

All the remaining patients gathered at the entrance. From afar, one could only see a sea of heads, countless eyes filled with anticipation, shining even brighter than the sun above. The gazes were fixed on the front, where, as previously arranged at the Mingde Gate, a row of long tables was set up. Almost all the medical officials from the Imperial Medical Bureau had gathered here.

As long as they passed the diagnosis confirming their recovery, the patients could completely leave Changle Square.

People from other markets in the city crowded around the area, craning their necks to witness the scene, prompting the Left and Right Brave Guards to dispatch troops to patrol around and prevent the crowd from causing a commotion.

Thus, under the watchful eyes of many, patients from Changle Square walked out one by one.

Leading the line was an elderly person with white hair, supported by a cane.

His children were already standing at the gate, craning their necks to look inside. Upon seeing their elderly father walk out, their eyes filled with excitement turned red, but they dared not make a sound, only watching as he slowly sat down before the first person at the long table.

Seated behind the table was Wu Huanzhi.

Looking at these elderly patients, a hint of guilt flashed across Wu Huanzhi’s face, but at this moment, words were futile. He politely asked the elderly person to extend his wrist, and after seriously checking the pulse, nodded and said, "Elderly sir, your illness has been completely cured."

The elderly person thanked repeatedly, stood up, and moved over to the other medical officials. After the pulse checks, all confirmed his recovery.

The last in line was Su Qinglan.

She had left Changle Square early in the morning, returned home to tidy up and wash, and now, she was wearing a light yellow long gown, her hair neatly combed. Compared to her previous diligent but somewhat disheveled appearance while caring for patients in Changle Square, she was now elegant and composed. Although not exceptionally beautiful, she was certainly eye-catching.

Upon seeing the elderly person approach, she smiled and said, "Old sir, please extend your hand."

The elderly person immediately extended his hand, and after carefully checking the pulse, Su Qinglan said to the elderly person, "Elderly sir, the epidemic in your body has been completely cured, but your spleen and stomach are still somewhat weak."

After saying this, she took out a package of medicine from her bundle behind her and handed it to the elderly person, softly saying, "Please take this medicine home and decoct it with water. Within half a month, you should see improvement. However, in the future, you’ll still need to carefully nurture your body."

The elderly person stared blankly at Su Qinglan, momentarily losing his response.

It wasn’t until Su Qinglan smilingly placed the medicine package into his hand that the elderly person slowly stood up with the support of his cane, just about to turn away when his children, who had come over to assist him, suddenly saw him turn around and kneel before Su Qinglan, saying, "Thank you, Doctor Su, dear Bodhisattva!"

His children were startled but quickly understood and followed suit by kneeling.

This startled Su Qinglan, who hurriedly came out from behind the table to help them up, comforting them with a few words before they left with many thanks.