Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage-Chapter 1352 - 1351: Burn Them All Together

Late into the night.

In the critical illness zone, the patients gradually began to exhibit new symptoms.

"Quick! Hurry and move it over, the Princess has ordered everything to be burned! Quickly!"

The patients started having diarrhea.

All contaminated clothing and utensils were brought out, gathered together, and burned to ash in one go.

The critical illness zone reeked with a fetid stench.

Everyone felt as though they were living in hell itself.

Was this the "improvement" the Princess had spoken of? No one could say. All that was certain was that the critical illness zone, for the entire night, was engulfed in chaos and anguish.

"That woman actually took off her mask and stayed with them? Doesn’t she fear getting infected?"

When the news was brought back, Chu Minghao frowned, his face full of disdain: "The stench in the infection zone is unbearable, yet she stays there. It truly shows she is one of their kind—filthy to the core!"

His loathing for Chu Qianli deepened with every word.

To gain an ounce of good reputation, she didn’t even care for her own life. Was this woman naive, or simply foolish?

"Lan Fan, don’t you think that woman is utterly laughable? In my opinion, she must have lived a life of hardship in the past; that’s the only way she can tolerate the foul-smelling patients around her."

"And as for Feng Yexuan... someone like him, who once appeared so detached and godlike, has now become so base and vulgar just because of his association with Chu Qianli. To think he’s enduring it in the critical illness zone—utterly absurd!"

Being among those filthy patients made them just as reprehensibly dirty.

Just thinking about the filth on the patients’ bodies was enough to make Chu Minghao feel so nauseous that he nearly vomited every meal he had eaten the night before.

The more he thought about it, the more repulsed he became. He couldn’t imagine how Feng Yexuan and Chu Qianli could bear it.

Did they truly spend the entire night with the patients?

He turned to look at Lan Fan.

Unexpectedly, Lan Fan showed no trace of laughter on his face. Instead, his brows were tightly furrowed, as though lost deeply in thought.

"Lan Fan?" For some reason, seeing that expression on Lan Fan’s face made Chu Minghao feel a sudden pang of unease.

"Sir, what are you thinking about?"

Lan Fan, interrupted in his thoughts, lifted his gaze and looked at him briefly.

At this moment, Chu Minghao was reclining on a soft divan, wrapped in a blanket.

It was already the early hours of the morning, and the reason they hadn’t gone to sleep yet was that there had been too much commotion in the critical illness zone tonight. In reality, they were all waiting.

Waiting for Chu Qianli to falter in handling the situation, so they could take control.

Should any of the critically ill patients attempt to escape, Chu Minghao was prepared to order his guards to execute them on the spot.

Under no circumstances could these patients be allowed to flee to other villages and spread the plague further.

But unexpectedly, up until now, although despair filled the air, the fact that Chu Qianli—the wretched woman—had dared to remove her mask and mingle with the patients managed to keep them in line.

Yet now, most likely, it’s not that they don’t want to escape; it’s that they’re too sick to run anymore.

"Crown Prince, do you have a plan?" Lan Fan asked with an uncharacteristically serious expression, seemingly preoccupied with his own thoughts.

Seeing his demeanor, Chu Minghao immediately grew serious as well.

He cleared his throat lightly before replying, "I am preparing."

"Oh?" Lan Fan raised an eyebrow. "And what, may I ask, is the Crown Prince planning to do?"

"The critical illness zone is in complete chaos now, and the patients’ conditions are worsening. Sir, you’ve heard the reports."

It’s said they are vomiting and defecating uncontrollably, with some unconscious. Many likely won’t survive until tomorrow.

"If widespread deaths occur in the critical illness zone, I will order my people to burn the entire area to the ground!"

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