When she heard that she would get an infectious disease, the woman's face was terrified.

Nan Zhiqiao continued: "Your neighbor Shi Guohua, do you know?"

The woman nodded, "Well, his family has a pig farm in the mountains, which contains wild boars caught from the deep mountains for breeding, and my sows are the ones who go to him for breeding." ”

"Shi Guohua died in the hospital three days ago, because he slaughtered sick and dead pigs without permission and was infected with Streptococcus suis. ”

The woman's face turned pale and she asked, "No, is it that serious?"

"It's very serious, Shi Baocheng was also infected with Streptococcus suis because he helped Shi Guohua's family kill pigs, and Shi Baocheng was even shorter from illness to death. ”

The woman's face was pale, her hands and feet were cold, and she felt a cold air rushing to her head.

Seeing that the warning had worked, Nan Zhiqiao began to ask, "When did the pig die of illness, and when did you slaughter it? How many are there?"

The woman no longer hid it, and said it all, "I died of illness, I was fine when I was fed last night, and when I got up this morning, I found that I was dead in the pigsty, and in the morning, Jianjun and I slaughtered the dead pig, and when I killed it, it still had a breath, and the pig offal was thrown here, and only the pork was left, and we also knew that the dead pork could not be sold, and it should be no problem to eat it yourself, and a big pot was boiling in the kitchen." ”

"Sick and dead pigs cannot be slaughtered, and sick and dead pork cannot be eaten. ”

Nan Zhiqiao corrected himself, and then asked, "Where is the place of slaughter?"

"The front yard was just washed clean with well water. ”

So that's the case, no wonder you smell a strong smell of blood as soon as you enter the door, although the blood stains on the concrete floor have been washed away, the air still has the smell of the slaughter site.

"Let's go, go to the front yard. ”

Nan Zhiqiao said, turned around directly and walked through the backyard and the corridor next to the house, and went to the front yard, the woman followed Nan Zhiqiao, chasing and asking, "What now? Do you want us to hand over the pork?"

Nan Zhiqiao stopped, turned around, met the woman's gaze, and said, "You don't need to hand it in, but you must disinfect and burn things related to sick and dead pigs to prevent the spread of infectious diseases." ”

The woman looked sorry and asked, "What about the other pigs in my family, and if they are also infected, do they have to be buried alive?"

Although Nan Zhiqiao is a super-rich third generation, he can also understand the suffering of the people and comforted: "We will sample and inspect the pigs, and the sick and dead pigs found will be harmless, of course, the government will have a certain economic subsidy for farmers." ”

"Oh, and the money. ”

"Well, the village will make a unified arrangement then. ”

While talking, when she arrived in the front yard, Ye Zhenzhen was asking Shi Jianjun a question.

Shi Jianjun didn't know that his woman had already told all the things in the morning, and in the face of Ye Zhenzhen's question, she answered secretly.

Nan Zhiqiao walked up to Shi Jianjun, "Let's be honest, when you killed the pig in the morning, did you have any wounds on your hands?"

Shi Jianjun was stunned for a moment, and turned his head to look at his own woman standing aside.

The woman suppressed her voice and said: "The garbage we threw away from killing pigs was discovered, and I told all about our family, and the experts said that in the case of our family, there are economic subsidies." ”

At this point, Shi Jianjun sat down on the bench in the courtyard, patted his thighs with both hands, and complained: "Oh Mom, I can finally sit for a while, my legs are too sore." ”

Seeing that her man was uncomfortable, the woman hurriedly stepped forward and asked with concern, "What's wrong?" ”

Shi Jianjun rubbed his legs and said, "Yes, I suddenly felt soreness in my legs, and I was a little nauseous." ”

Nan Zhiqiao asked vigilantly, "You ate the pork cooked in the pot?"

"The meat in the pot is not cooked yet, and I didn't eat it. Shi Jianjun held his stomach with one hand, looking a little nauseous.

"Reach out and I'll see. Nan Zhiqiao ordered.

Shi Jianjun stretched out his hand cooperatively, his palms were covered with calluses, but they were clean, there were no wounds, and there was nothing unusual.

Shi Jianjun was wearing an earthy yellow long-sleeved undershirt, and the pants were a pair of dark blue sweatpants, like the school uniform pants issued by the school in the 90s.

Nan Zhiqiao's gaze was fixed on Shi Jianjun's hair, and in the face of the noon sun, there was a wisp of dried blood on Shi Jianjun's hair.

"Where did the blood come from?" asked Nan Zhiqiao.

Shi Jianjun reached out and touched his hair, and the dried blood turned into reddish-brown powder sticking to his hands, "Oh, this is splashed on my body when I killed a pig, and my face and eyes also went in a little at that time, and I only washed my face, and I didn't pay attention to my hair." ”

In addition to infection through wounds, Streptococcus suis can also be infected through contact with the eyes and conjunctiva.

"Roll up your sleeves and show your arms. Nan Zhiqiao ordered again.

Shi Jianjun did so, and rolled up his sleeves with his hands crossed.

As soon as the sleeves were rolled up, the people around them gasped.

I saw that Shi Jianjun's two arms were covered with large bruising and purple ecchymosis, and the black and yellow skin was lined with purple-red ecchymosis, which was very eye-catching.

"Jianjun, what are you doing?" Uncle Cai, who was standing on the side, shouted in surprise.

"I don't know, I didn't wash my hands just now. Shi Jianjun himself was also shocked.

Nan Zhiqiao leaned down and rolled up Shi Jianjun's trouser legs.

As Nan Zhiqiao expected, Shi Jianjun's legs were also covered with large patches of blue and purple ecchymosis.

More panicked than Shi Jianjun was his woman.

The woman looked at her man in a panic and stammered nervously, "This...... This is the plague that came from pigs, right?"

As soon as he heard that it was the plague, Uncle Cai was so frightened that he took two steps back, and Shi Jianjun's already uncomfortable face turned even paler.

Everyone looked at Nan Zhiqiao, and Nan Zhiqiao, as the leader of the expert group, spoke the most convincing at this time.

Nan Zhiqiao put down Shi Jianjun's trouser leg and said, "Judging from the current situation, it is the initial symptom of human-swine streptococcal disease, so send it to the hospital as soon as possible." ”

Shi Jianjun asked nervously, "I won't die, right?"

Nan Zhiqiao comforted: "Go to the hospital for treatment in time, it will be fine." ”

Uncle Cai came up to help, "My family has a car, let Guofu drive to deliver it." ”

Uncle Cai trotted away, beckoning the villagers to come and help.

Shi Jianjun sat on a bench in the yard and waited for the car, the woman supported her man and scolded: "Our pigs have always been fine, they must have been infected when they went to Shi Guohua's pig farm last time to breed, and the wild boars in his pig farm were all caught from the deep mountains and old forests, and I don't know if they are clean." ”

Shi Jianjun scolded his own woman in a dumb voice, "Don't say it, the Chinese people are dead, what's the use of you blaming him?"

The woman snorted from her nose and stopped talking.

In silence, Xiao Gao, who was sampling pigs in the backyard, suddenly shouted: "Teacher Nan, come and see, there is something wrong with these piglets." ”

Gao Fushan's shout was loud, and Nan Zhiqiao hurriedly ran to the backyard, followed closely by Ye Zhenzhen.

When Shi Jianjun and his wife heard that there was something wrong with their little piglets, they also helped each other to go to the backyard pigsty.