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Chapter 451

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"Old man, do you know how to kill the Gray Scale Disease virus?"

Danny stopped Gray Worm, intending to ask about the disinfection precautions.

"Virus? That's a novel idea, "Old Yimont nodded thoughtfully," Usually, the patient and the things they come in contact with are burned. "

"Burned?" Tyrion's voice was sharp, "Is there no other way? The medical profession of the City of Knowledge has been around for thousands of years, but no one has developed a cure for the Gray Scale Disease? "

"First, use boiling water to wash the area infected by the curse, then apply a plaster made of lime and mustard," Yimont said uncertainly.

"What's the success rate of this method?" Danny asked.

The old scholar's eyes drifted, his voice so low it was almost inaudible, "Very low."

"There should be a fifty percent … at least a thirty percent chance, right?" Tyrion said expectantly.

"There's no clear evidence that this method has saved patients," Yimont said awkwardly.

"Success rate, zero?" Danny was stupefied, "In other words, this method is completely useless?"

"Not necessarily," Yimont quickly explained, "About fifty years ago, the Gray Scale Disease appeared in the old town, and the scholars promoted this method. Half of the city's population died, and three quarters of the people in the City of Knowledge died …"

"Wait," Danny raised her hand to interrupt him, her expression strange, "The scholars of the City of Knowledge used lime and mustard ointment, and three quarters died? And the civilians were useless, and only half died?

Old man, even a fool knows that three quarters is more than half. "

"Danny, you can't say that!" Yimont said seriously, "Scholars of my generation study hard all their lives, isn't it to stand up in times of crisis?

Of the three quarters of the people who died in the City of Knowledge, ninety-nine percent were infected while trying to save the civilians in the city.

The oath of an apprentice to become a scholar is to serve the Seven Kingdoms.

And every qualified scholar has a silver chain (symbolizing medicine), they're all frontline doctors! "

"But," Danny was only touched for a moment before she realized another problem, "Xuecheng sacrificed so much. He obviously did his best and risked his life, right?"

"Of course. Don't think that the City of Knowledge is violating the rights of the guests and exterminating the Megalosaurus. They are not afraid of sacrificing themselves for the sake of their ideals," Old Yimont said with a complicated expression.

"I knew those guys weren't afraid of death …"

Otherwise, he would have killed them long ago.

If the people do not fear death, why should they fear death?

Danny nodded and said strangely, "But there doesn't seem to be any effect even if you try so hard! Half of the city's population died, and it's not much better than the other cities infected by the Gray Plague. "

Jorah Mormont nodded and said, "A few years ago, I experienced it myself. A Braavosi merchant ship infected by the gray plague docked at Pentos Wharf.

The infected sailors were killed or burned to death, but the rats on the ship could not stop them. They brought the disease to the nobles and commoners of the city, causing a super pandemic.

But only 2000 people died. Let alone half, it's not even 1% of the mortality rate. "

"Look." Danny spread her hands and looked at Old Yimont with her big eyes.

"That's why I said that the mustard lime cream's effect is not that … significant," the old scholar said hesitantly.

Soon, he added, "Stannis's daughter, Shireen's Gray Scale Disease was suppressed by Scholar Clarkson with this method.

"The City of Knowledge is useless! They have a medical school that has systematically researched medicine for thousands of years, but they still shamelessly steal from everywhere. Now, they still only know how to use leeches for blood-sucking treatment. They haven't even come up with a systematic theory of medicine, "Danny said with disdain.

Compared to the incompetent scholars of the City of Knowledge, the Chinese medicine of the Celestial Empire was as awesome as magic.

"You think the City of Knowledge didn't work hard?" Old Yimont could not help but defend the honor of the scholars. He said, "After that epidemic, the City of Knowledge immediately launched the 'Witchcraft Lens Research Project' and spent millions of gold royals.

In order to get sponsorship from your father, they even sent a request for help to me on the Great Wall. "

'Witchcraft Lens?'

Danny perked up. She finally remembered that she still had such a thing in her treasury.

She would find it and test it later.

"They even made the dragons extinct. Isn't researching the Witchcraft Lens Research a waste of time?" She mocked.

"Sigh!" Yimont sighed helplessly.

Danny turned her head and looked at Tyrion and Aegon. She smiled maliciously and asked, "Can cutting off the infected organs stop the spread of the disease?"

"Cut off?" The two prostitutes shivered and wailed with pale faces, "No … You can't cut it off!"

"If you don't cut it off, then burn it. Choose one," Danny said with a straight face.

"Isn't that Shireen cured? Let Scholar Yimont try the lime mustard cream, "Aegon said in a panic.

"Don't be afraid, child," Clinton's firm blue eyes flashed with heartache. She comforted him gently, "Only the little devil's thigh is infected. That area is not petrified and stiff. Perhaps you are not infected."

Aegon stood up suddenly and roared with his eyes wide open, "Perhaps? You're telling me 'perhaps'? If you didn't hide it — "

"Bastard!"

Dragon Queen's expression changed abruptly. Her beautiful eyes were filled with endless majesty. It gave everyone present the illusion that their bodies were being suppressed.

Tyrion and Clinton were shocked. Aegon's face was pale.

"Who are you talking to? He's your foster father! "Danny scolded sternly.

Aegon was furious. But when he met Aunt Queen's eyes, he could not help but tilt his head. His mouth opened unconsciously and he could not say a word.

"Your emotions are not stable now," Danny softened her tone. "Go downstairs to take a shower and sleep. Don't go out today. Wait a day and see if your body can still feel it. "

"Listen to your aunt. Go." Yimont looked at Aegon with a complicated expression. He comforted him and called two Unsullied over to take the dejected Aegon away.

"What's wrong with you?" Danny turned her gaze to Tyrion and asked with a frown, "It's been a week since the wildfire experiment. Why haven't you noticed anything strange?"

If he had not met Sister Lan, who knew how long Tyrion would have been fooling around!

"It's on the inner thigh. It can't be seen and rarely touched. If there was pain or itch, I might have noticed it long ago. But the Grayscale Disease doesn't feel it, "the little devil said bitterly.

"Have you stabbed it with a knife?" Danny asked again.

"Yes, it's like wood. It doesn't hurt."

His eyes were red and he was about to cry.

"You haven't slept all night. Go down first."

After Tyrion left dejectedly, Danny turned her gaze to the sorrowful Clinton.

She glanced at the big bear who was sitting upright and sighed, "Sir Clinton, don't blame yourself. It's all fate."

It's all the scriptwriter's fault!

In Game of Thrones, it was Mormont who contracted the Grayscale Disease, but now it was Clinton. Her "foresight" was completely useless.

Well, she shouldn't complain. Clinton and his group weren't in Game of Thrones.

"Queen, should I go down and seal the city?" Gray Worm asked.

Dani nodded and said, "Remember, you must wear gloves and a mask. I'll let Scholar Yimont accompany you and guide you on the protective measures. "

"Is there a problem?" She turned to the old scholar.

Yimont stood up and nodded, "Don't worry. Although the City of Knowledge doesn't have the technology to treat the Grayscale Disease, it has summarized a set of relatively perfect protective techniques."

"Isn't sealing the entire city a bit too big of a move? It might cause panic among the citizens, "Green Saintess said worriedly.

"Post a notice and let the people know the truth. The Grayscale Disease isn't a big problem, but it will be troublesome if it develops into a gray plague, "Danny said seriously.

"Right, let the older women in the neighborhood check each other's bodies," she added, remembering that the Unsullied were always dressed as men.

When the city was sealed, it was still dawn. The residents had just woken up and didn't have time to go out. They were very surprised to see the Unsullied blocking the streets.

When hundreds of Unsullied held metal horns and loudly read the Queen's notice along the streets, it did cause quite a stir. But the city didn't fall into chaos.

Everyone stayed in their houses obediently, anxiously waiting for the final result.

Not long after, Dragon Queen rode the green dragon and patrolled the city with Xiao Jin a few times.

The dragon's roar was loud and clear, and the panic in everyone's hearts was also calmed.

— The Queen is with us.

Looking at the Megalosaurus passing by the rooftops, they all thought so.

But when sealing the docks, the Unsullied encountered some trouble.

Many foreign merchants refused to accept a physical examination and didn't want to be quarantined in the inn.

Their guards and sailors even clashed with the Unsullied who were on duty.

Someone shouted: "We are foreigners, we risked offending the alliance to do business in Slaver's Bay, we shouldn't be treated so rudely.

Otherwise, we won't come again and let the bustling Astapor become desolate again "

Then the Megalosaurus descended, flapping its wings, blowing up the sand and stones on the streets. The arrogant foreigners all covered their eyes and shut their mouths.

Dragon Queen sat high on the dragon's back, looking down at the merchants who were blocked by the Unsullied and coldly said: "Those who don't cooperate with the inspection can scram right now"

"Dragon Queen, you're destroying Astapor's market! No one will do business with you from now on "a merchant shouted.

"This Empress will take Xingis and Queers sooner or later, the entire Summer Sea will be my pond, you won't do business with me? Fine, go home and farm! "Danny coldly laughed.

The foreign merchant was indignant and shouted: "The alliance has an army of several hundred thousand — —"

Danny raised her hand and cut him off: "No need to say more, cooperate with the inspection and you'll still be Astapor's VIPs; it's useless if you don't cooperate, we'll forcefully strip you naked"

Danny waved her hand, three thousand Unsullied entered the dock and sealed off all the shops, docks, shops, and warehouses.

"Danny, what are you doing?" Old Yimont anxiously approached Xiao Lu and warned her in a low voice: "Just a physical examination is enough, why do you have to search the goods and warehouses? Being so strict will cause the subjects to resist "

"My subjects are in Astapor, they all support me. These foreign merchants are after profits, they'll come back "Danny didn't care.

Seeing the Unsullied pushing away the sailors and mercenaries, barging into the ships and opening the warehouses, the old scholar worriedly said:

"Back then, in order to deal with the epidemic, Count Quinton Hyder burned all the ships in the harbor, closed the city gates, and strictly ordered his soldiers to kill anyone who tried to escape, men, women, old, and young.

But when the epidemic finally subsided and the harbor reopened, not only did the survivors not thank him, they even dragged him and his son off their horses and slit their throats. "

"Do you think anyone can drag me off the dragon's back?" Danny giggled.

"Ssss — —" Xiao Lu's cold emerald eyes scanned the crowd, white smoke with sparks coming out of her nostrils.

"Alright, I'll stop joking" Danny said seriously: "I've been neglecting something, now Tyrion reminded me."

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