Chapter 182: The Illness Strikes, Chun Ge Asks for a Consultation 1

Chapter 182 The illness is coming, and Chunge asks for a consultation 1

"Wow" The sound of Chunge's tent being lifted was originally Leshui decocting the medicine and sending it over.

"Li Xiucai is gone?" Leshui gently blew the medicine bowl in his hand, and walked so much that it was called a three-inch golden lotus, his bowl of medicine was freshly baked, and his hands were red.

"Well, let's go." Chun Ge tidied up the table on the side, and even freed up a place for Leshui to put down the medicine.

Leshui also wanted to get rid of it quickly, so he gently put the medicine bowl on the table in a few blinks, and the free hands kept putting it to his mouth and blowing lightly.

"Chunge, what is this medicine for?" Although Leshui's movements were surprisingly funny, his words were as plain as ever.

"This is the secret recipe of the Qiu family, which cannot be passed on, besides, your brother and I have been taking this medicine since we were children, aren't we still alive and well after seven or eight years?" Chun Ge didn't tell Le Shui, but the mystery of the Qiu family, he didn't say it himself, and he didn't want Le Shui to worry, he leaned over and approached the medicine bowl, his right hand was slightly incited, and the tip of his nose came with the fragrance of this medicine, which was worthy of being the treasure of the world, just smelling the medicine, Chun Ge felt that he was much more comfortable.

Seeing that Chunge's complexion had improved a lot, Le Shui didn't care about the weirdness of this prescription of Chinese medicinal materials, but just looked at Chunge and said earnestly: "Your medical skills are beyond doubt, I just hope that you will cherish yourself." Suddenly, Le Shui didn't know why he gave Chunge a little white eye, and said angrily: "Like Leshan, who has rough skin and thick flesh, he falls when he falls, why do you let yourself risk yourself?" ”

Chunge was almost drowned by his own spit, and choked out: "Brother, I just allow you to protect me, I am so delicate, I will break when I touch it." ”

Le Shui didn't speak immediately but walked to Chunge's side, he put his hand on Chunge's head and stroked Chunge's slightly rough hair, his eyes were shining with fatherly love, and said softly: "We haven't taken good care of you, so we can only take care of you more in what we can, who called you my brother." ”

Leshui has a lot of words today, and people are also very emotional, this kind of Leshui is really different from the usual sullen brother, Chun Ge couldn't help but sneer, and said: "Brother, I know that you are the best for me, and now that the night is late, you can go to sleep quickly." After speaking, Chunge also pretended to be disgusted and pushed the music water out.

"You." Leshui could only smile helplessly in the face of such a childlike Chunge, and said: "Then you remember to rest well, and I'll come to see you again tomorrow." ”

"Mm-hmm" Chunge nodded very casually, looking forward to Leshui leaving quickly, but it really made people unable to tell whether it was true or not.

The soldiers outside had already told people that it was indeed time to sleep, and before Leshui left, he still checked Chunge's tent, and repeatedly affirmed that there was nothing missing, so he opened the curtain and prepared to go out.

"Brother" At the moment when Leshui was about to leave, Chun Ge said lightly: "Brother, this medicine is very violent, I'm afraid I won't wake up tomorrow, you don't have to panic, I will wake up naturally the day after tomorrow, if the people or soldiers are unwell tomorrow, they must be separated and settled, everything is waiting for me to solve." ”

Leshui was stunned for a moment, then nodded and walked out.

Chun Ge looked at the back of Leshui leaving, sighed deeply in his heart, picked up the bowl of medicine that was already half-cold, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and suffocated in one breath, this time he added a blind medicine to the medicine, he has already calculated a good life, and he will be able to get through the dangerous period tomorrow night. So Hu Chunge's brain began to shake dizzily, until the last one was planted on the pillow, and the whole person was still sitting reclining. However, he was not worried at all, because he found a familiar aura when Leshui left, it was Anu secretly guarding him, so he had no scruples.

Anu in the dark couldn't help but feel a warm heart in his heart, endured the severe pain on his back, appeared and placed Chun Ge in good life, stared at Chun Ge a little, and then disappeared into the tent again.

The next day, Leshui didn't let anyone disturb Chunge's rest as promised, including Leshan, who was very noisy, and was also bombarded back to the camp to sleep by Leshui with a cold face, but this day was indeed not peaceful as Chunge said.

Early this morning, someone found the military doctor who accompanied the army, a woman, about thirty years old, she coughed so badly that she hadn't even slept all night. The military doctor is not a vain charlatan, and after careful questioning, he said that this person had a cold. It was very common for the cold to suffer from this season of cold and cold, so the military doctor prescribed a few doses of commonly used medicinal herbs and let the woman go back.

This man came to the military doctor about the time when the rooster crowed, but it was just a little brighter, and another woman found the military doctor. The woman was about 20 years old, her cheeks were red, her tongue was yellow, and her eyes were heavy. The military doctor also saw that it was a typical wind chill, which was probably caused by excess internal heat, and the military doctor's belief that the disease should be cured prescribed to her to reduce the fire, and it could be regarded as sending the person away.

But who knew that one after another, first women in their twenties and thirties, then men in their thirties and forties, and finally soldiers of excellent physique. Without exception, they all contracted the wind chill, and several of them were paralyzed on the ground. As soon as the number of military doctors counted, it almost scared off the big teeth, and there were no more than 200 people in the army plus the people, but now there are more than 150 people who are sick, not to mention whether the medicinal materials can be supplied, the manpower to take care of them is far from enough, and even Leshui Leshan Anu has joined the ranks of ambulance, but it is still a drop in the bucket.

"General, these people are all cold, and the symptoms are still very different at first, but the more they come later, the more difficult it is to distinguish, the old man has tried his best, but he still can't stop everyone's illness." The military doctor held the already empty box of medicinal herbs tightly in his hand, with a decadent expression.

"Military doctor, you are the only one here who can ask for a diagnosis, Chun Ge said that after the earthquake, there will be epidemics, he has a countermeasure, you have to survive today." Leshui looked at the people lying in the tent were all his disciples, who should have been shrouded in horse leather, but he was going to worship under the pain of going to go, thinking of this, Leshui's heart was extremely guilty.

"Military doctor, you are not alone, I also know some medical skills, although I can't help a lot, but it's more than enough to start, don't give up." Leshan came to the military doctor to help as early as when he was sick in his forties, but his three-legged cat kung fu number was okay, and the others could only stare dryly.

"General, the general will be able to take measures when he wakes up." The military doctor grabbed Leshui's hand and choked up rather sadly.

"No, it's noon at this time, so you can't disturb Chun Ge at this time." Leshui decisively refused. He firmly remembered what Chun Ge said, and his hopes at this time were all on Chun Ge, and he had to let Chun Ge take care of his body, otherwise he would send Chun Ge away even if he was beheaded.

The military doctor still wanted to say something, but he couldn't speak, Fang Zheng had already done his best, and the rest was left to fate.

Three quarters of the hour

In the silence of the night, even the breathing of the people seemed to be nothing, and the military camp at that time was just a mass grave in disguise, slowly lying half-dead people, and only ten people gasping for breath. All the people fell outside the tent, even the military doctors, and the unconscious, even those who had passed out, and who had a glimmer of faith, just looked at the tent in the middle, and refused to close their eyes.

Despair, death shrouded in the military camp fifty miles from the ruin-like willow moat, it was said that the end of darkness was dawn, but the night was too difficult, and the time was too long, so long that they might never be able to open their eyes again.

Finally, at this moment, at this moment, a person, a teenager, he is so radiant, like a god-like figure, he stands next to everyone, he is the light, he is tomorrow, he is their adult.