Comrade Yuan was a little confused, so now that there is a plague in the village, Yan Qing is a big official, how could he not cherish his life.

But he didn't understand that he intended to let him out, but he didn't leave.

"I've been in the village for so long, and I'm not sure if it's contagious, so I'd better stay in the village just to be on the safe side, and besides, I'll let you know if there's anything going on. Yan Qing looked at them and said.

When Comrade Yuan heard Yan Qing say this, he also admired it a little in his heart.

The people who come out of the army are different, and no matter what they do, the first consideration is the safety of the people.

"Okay, I'll go to the police station first, and let us know if there's anything you have over there. ”

After Yan Qing watched Comrade Yuan leave, he also left.

As soon as he walked into the village, an uncle passed by him, and Yan Qing turned his head to look at the uncle.

I saw that the uncle went straight to the outside of the village, but as he expected, they were stopped by the soldiers at the door.

The uncle looked like he was in a hurry, and he didn't give a good look to the soldiers who stopped him.

"What are you doing here? I'm going to get out, let me out!" why are you stopping here and not letting us out?" the uncle yelled at the men.

"Uncle, because there are too many sick people in the village, and I don't know if these diseases will infect people, so you can't come out for the time being, someone has been sent from above to treat you, and it will be there in two days, you go back first and wait patiently." The soldier explained to the uncle.

But the uncle didn't seem to get a satisfactory answer, and he was very rushed, as if he was desperate to leave this place.

"You told me to wait, but my wife and children can't get out of bed now, who knows how long they can last!" said the uncle very excitedly.

When Yan Qing saw this scene, he had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

He turned back and grabbed the uncle.

The uncle turned his head to look at him, with doubts on his face.

"Uncle, now these villages are under my management, if you have any difficulties, just tell me, and if you can help you, you will definitely help. Yan Qing said to the uncle very patiently.

"Are you the leader?" the uncle asked, confused.

Yan Qing nodded and looked at him with a determined expression.

The uncle seemed to have hope suddenly, and knelt down directly in front of Yan Qing.

Yan Qing was shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.

But he repeatedly obstructed it, and at this time, Yan Qing also saw the tears in his eyes clearly.

My wife and children are all lying on the bed, they are not as good as day by day, I really can't afford to wait, please, let me go out, let me go out and find a doctor for them. The uncle said as he cried.

It is said that men don't flick when they have tears, looking at this uncle's appearance, Yan Qing is obviously moved.

"Uncle, you get up first, I'll just find a way for you. Yan Qing said with both hands on his uncle's arm.

"No, you have to promise me to go out and find a doctor. ”

The uncle looked at Yan Qing with a firm face, looking like he wouldn't get up if he didn't agree.

"Uncle, there is a doctor in our village, you get up and I'll take you there, let her treat your wife and children first, is that okay?" Yan Qing sighed and said to him.

He didn't think much of it at this point, he knew that his mother was still lying in bed at this moment.

Mao Yishan is also thinking of a way to heal her, but he is a soldier, and he can't be selfish.

At this time, all he was thinking about was serving the people.

When the uncle heard this, he quickly stood up.

There was joy on his face immediately, and he followed Yan Qing to the village.

Somehow, the people of the village got the news of the plague, and like a gust of wind, it spread to every house.

Everyone in the village is in danger, and those who are not sick are even more frightened.

And the immature people who have been tormented by illness seem to be living every day like a year, and it is better to look forward to early liberation than to live like this.

Yan Qing asked Mao Yishan to go to see her uncle's family first, and after they stabilized, Mao Yishan came back.

As the days passed, Mao Yishan studied it sleeplessly.

She only hoped for something sooner, and a little faster, because some people in the village couldn't afford to wait.

If there is no cure for it, I am afraid that many people will not be able to survive this catastrophe.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

Mao Yishan never found a cure, and in the end she had to put her hope on the medical staff who were still coming.

And the only thing she can do now is to stabilize the villagers' conditions and delay them for a while.

At the beginning of the disease, they were just fever, coma, and gradually pustules appeared in the later stage, and after the pustules rupture, they would cause a large area of skin necrosis, so that the infection was life-threatening.

What Mao Yishan can do is to control the condition at the stage of fever and coma, so as not to let the condition deteriorate further and pustules appear.

People from the three villages were gathered together, each wearing a mask made of their own faces.

Mao Yishan carefully administered needles to everyone, and Lin Jiayi distributed pills to them.

In this way, another day passed, because there were too many people, Mao Yishan did not dare to rest, until the fourth day, good news came from outside the village.

The medical staff who supported them arrived, and Mao Yishan was overjoyed to hear the news.

But before she could stand up, her eyes went black, and she fainted.

Seeing this, Yan Qing hurriedly caught her, so that Mao Yishan did not fall to the ground.

Suddenly there were people's shouts in her ears, but Mao Yishan did not wake up.

When Mao Yishan woke up, she was lying in a strange room.

The snow-white ceiling made her feel a little dazzling, and she blinked her somewhat sticky eyes and slowly sat up.

She had an infusion needle in her hand, and the liquid in the bottle was still dripping.

She looked around, the room was spotlessly clean, and there was nothing superfluous in the room.

There was only a bed, a wardrobe, and a table and chairs plus some tea sets.

At first glance, it didn't look like a girl's room, and subconsciously she thought of Yan Qing.

This can't be his room!

Because few people in the village can sleep in a bed, and it is a bed with a mattress, most of everyone sleeps on a kang, or it is a wooden bed, where is willing to buy a spring bed to sleep.

Sure enough, at this moment, the door opened, and Yan Qing walked in with a bowl of porridge.

saw that Mao Yishan had woken up. He hurriedly walked over.

"How is it, do you feel anything uncomfortable?" Yan Qing asked with great concern.