Tang Hao''s gentle refusal surprised Yuchi Jingde.


    "You don''t really want to test yourself, do you?"


    "Do you know that this opportunity is hard won and precious for those prisoners on death row?"


    After this mention, the kneeling prisoners suddenly woke up.


    "Lord, let the sinners come! The sinners killed people by mistake and will fight for their lives."


    "After passing this level, I''m resigned to fate! I can avoid death if I survive. I''m sure I should reform and be a new man!"


    "Even if there is an accident, as long as you can live, you can remember the great kindness of the Lord in this life."


    After that, several prisoners on death row kowtowed and begged.


    Tang Hao heard the clue. It turned out that as long as it wasn''t those heinous prisoners who risked their lives for Datang, they could win a glimmer of vitality.


    Before beheading, I will ask if I am willing. If I agree, I will wait for such an opportunity.


    Even if some diseases cause disability, these people still enjoy it.


    Yuchi Jingde patted the tables and chairs and looked at Tang Hao.


    "You don''t care about the ending. This is a chance for them to commit crimes and meritorious deeds!"


    "They can have this opportunity to test the medicine at this time, which is a blessing for their future generations and grandchildren!"


    "Besides, after years, these people will still be beheaded and wasted?"


    Listening to the persuasion in his ear, Sun Simiao shook his head.


    "Hey! I still don''t want to do such things."


    "In ancient times, Shennong tasted all kinds of herbs, but now some people test the poison. Hey! ~"


    In his words, Sun Simiao got up and walked towards the sick cow with a stick.


    "I''m going to study the cause of disease. It''s up to you to decide."


    "I have nothing to say whether I can succeed or not."


    The right to choose is back in Tang Hao''s hands. It''s quite embarrassing to make such a choice.


    But in the twinkling of an eye, this kind of cowpox is just some discomfort, but it won''t really kill people.


    Watching these people kowtow and beg, I sighed in my heart.


    "Whatever!"


    "But in the future, if you survive, you must not be so reckless and live a good life."


    The condemned prisoner was pardoned and his head was like a chicken pecking rice.


    In the afternoon, in the bright house, Tang Hao took a gauze, carefully disinfected the dead prisoner''s arm, and made a small cut with a knife.


    He conveniently smeared the stick stained with cowpox juice back and forth on the wound. Worried that it would not be planted at one time, Tang Hao smeared it twice before wrapping it tightly.


    There was no need to do such tests, but Tang Hao did it in order to show the important officials in the court and dispel Sun Simiao''s doubts.


    After all this, Tang Hao realized that Sun Simiao had been living in the wing room and never left the door again after he took the small bottle of vaccinia juice by himself.


    Clapping his hands and walking out of the wood room, Tang Hao turned his head and looked at Sun Simiao''s house, wondering.


    It was agreed to study together, but the old man was bored in the house. What did he do?


    Thinking of this, Tang Hao walked quickly and opened the closed door.


    Under the light, Sun Simiao sat soft, flushed and miserable.


    Even when Tang Hao arrived, Sun Simiao seemed too lazy to open his eyes, as if he were ill.


    Tang Hao no longer hesitated. He touched Sun Simiao''s forehead. His tentacles were hot. It seemed very different from ordinary cold!


    It seems that at this moment, Tang Hao suddenly remembered.


    Isn''t the old man testing himself?


    Thinking of this, Tang Hao opened Sun Simiao''s clothes.


    Under the light, there were two festering wounds on the exposed left shoulder, which was obviously a harbinger of infection.


    Seeing the wound, which was twice as big as what he had left on the death row, Tang Hao was shocked and scolded.


    "Old man! You''re trying to die!"


    "How can you do this? The juice is full of bacteria. If you apply it like this, you may die."


    Scolding, Tang Hao dared not stop for a moment.


    Shouted at Wu Tong standing in the yard outside the door.


    "Bring the alcohol!"


    No matter how much, Tang Hao took the alcohol hurriedly brought by Wu Tong, poured half of the porcelain bottle and Washed Sun Simiao''s wound.


    When alcohol met the wound, it was particularly painful. Sun Simiao, who was hot all over, just snorted a few times and got over the matter, as if he didn''t know the pain.


    Tang Hao took the square towel, dipped it in the water, picked it up and pasted it on Sun Simiao''s forehead and armpit.


    At present, the immune cells in the old man''s body are hot with the virus, so he can only be physically cooled to avoid burning his brain.


    Sitting on the edge of the bed, Tang Hao looked at Wu Tong, who was in a hurry, and ordered him to say.


    "Go and get some more alcohol, sprinkle it on the whole house and disinfect it."


    "In the future, the front yard should be disinfected every day. The servants should not stay here until they are vaccinated with cowpox."


    "Also, tell the two ladies not to step into the front hall, so as not to get sick."


    Seeing Wu Tong hurried out, Tang Haocai slowly sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Sun Simiao, who was sick on the soft couch. His tone was quiet.


    "Old man sun, old man sun, I know you are a Bodhisattva. Don''t try with death row prisoners."


    "But you''re so cruel to yourself. I''m afraid you''ve poured a lot of vaccinia juice in your inch long wound!"