Bai Youwu recently discovered another problem in this part of Taiwan -- there is a strange disease in this place. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoIn recent times, two immigrants have fallen ill here. Bai Youwu still remembers when Wang Ping, who came to Taiwan with him, fell ill.

It was early April, but the weather in Taiwan was already very warm, so Bai Youwu and Wang Ping went to the woods on the edge of the village with a few old immigrants to collect firewood. (If they didn't have the old villagers with them, they wouldn't dare to go into the forest.) Bai Youwu tied up the stacks of firewood and was preparing to use the punch (a two-pointed tool for carrying firewood, rice bales, and wheat bundles. Because there are pointed ends at both ends that are easy to insert into the bundle of firewood, it is also a very lethal weapon in a fight. Picking up the bundle of firewood, he heard Wang Ping's voice: "Brother Youwu, I have chills on my body, I'm afraid I'm sick." ”

Bai Youwu hurriedly looked at Wang Ping, only to see that Wang Ping's face was pale, and he had begun to tremble, as if he couldn't stand steadily. Bai Youwu hurriedly threw away the flat burden, grabbed a step, and helped Wang Ping.

The two old immigrants who were traveling with him also hurriedly rushed forward, and one of them only glanced at it and said, "It's broken, I'm afraid it's a swing!" ”

Bai Youwu is a northerner, and he doesn't know much about playing or anything, just looking at the heavy faces of those old immigrants, he also knows that this is not a good disease.

At this time, Wang Ping had already begun to shiver, and he couldn't speak, if it wasn't for Bai Youwu's support, he would definitely have fallen to the ground.

"Quick, carry him back!" An old immigrant shouted, "Go back and put it on your bed, and cover him with everything you find!" ”

Bai Youwu didn't care about the flush and firewood, so he picked up Wang Ping and ran back, and the old immigrant picked up his firewood, picked up his flush and followed behind. The others followed back to the village.

Entering Wang Ping's house, everyone hurriedly put Wang Ping, who was already a little frozen, on the bed, took Wang Ping's quilt and covered him, seeing that Wang Ping was still shivering with cold, he hurried back to his house and hugged his quilt over. As soon as he covered Wang Ping with his quilt, he saw that the old immigrant who had just reminded him also came in with a quilt.

Waiting for the man to cover Wang Ping with the third layer of quilt, Bai Youwu hurriedly said, "Brother Kong, thank you very much." You're such a righteous man. ”

This Brother Kong didn't say anything, just let out a long sigh, and said after a while: "They are all hard-working people, if we don't help each other, who can help us?" To say that Brother Wang is really miserable...... Alas......"

When Bai Youwu heard this, the meaning didn't seem to be very good, so he hurriedly asked, "Brother Kong, ...... this disease?"

"This disease is very dangerous. Whether he can withstand it or not depends on his own life. Brother Kong sighed again.

The two of them stopped talking, and there was only the gurgling sound of Wang Ping's upper and lower teeth touching each other in the room, and it was obvious that even though the three quilts had been covered, Wang Ping was still very cold.

At this time, some new immigrants heard about it and came to see it. But Brother Kong said: "It's useless for you to take a look, let's go and get busy with your own affairs first, it's almost the same for us here, if you really want to help, we will call you." The men sat down for a while, asked a few questions, and then walked away one after another.

After about half an hour like this, Wang Ping relieved himself and stopped shouting cold. Bai Youwu sighed, and was about to say something, but he heard Brother Kong say, "Quickly help him remove the quilt, I'll go over there and get some water." Then he got up and picked up the bucket in Wang Ping's house, and went straight to the well behind him.

Bai Youwu hurriedly helped remove the quilt from Wang Ping's body, and at this time, he saw that Wang Ping's face began to turn red almost instantly.

"I'm so hot, I want to drink water." Wang Ping groaned.

Bai Youwu hurriedly took the cup, went to the teapot and got a glass of water, and handed it to Wang Ping's mouth. Wang Ping immediately gulped, his lips touched Bai Youwu's hand, and Bai Youwu found that Wang Ping seemed to have a fever.

At this time, Brother Kong had already come in with a bucket, he put the bucket next to the bed, and asked, "How is it, is the fever terrible?" ”

"It seems to have a fever, but it's not too bad." Bai Youwu said, and at the same time reached out to probe Wang Ping's forehead. But as soon as her hand touched Wang Ping's forehead, it suddenly retracted - Wang Ping's forehead was hot!

At this time, Wang Ping couldn't help moaning, and it didn't take long for him to convulse all over.

"Quick, unplug his clothes!" Brother Kong shouted, and at the same time pulled a piece of clothing and soaked it in the bucket, and then twisted it slightly and wiped it on Wang Ping's forehead.

At this time, Wang Ping was already unconscious, and Brother Kong hurriedly instructed Bai Youwu to wipe Wang Ping's body with clothes dipped in water to cool down. This time the fever lasted much longer than the chills, and it took more than an hour for Wang Ping to slowly wake up, and his body began to sweat, and after about an hour, his high fever finally subsided.

"It's okay for now." Brother Kong said with a long sigh.

It's just that after this toss, Wang Ping was also so tired that he could barely open his eyes, so he said a word of gratitude to the two of them, and fell asleep deeply.

"Let him sleep." Brother Kong said, "Let's go out." ”

"Hmm." Bai Youwu answered, and followed Brother Kong out of the hut.

"Brother Kong, it's really a loss to you this time. Wang Ping can survive, it's really all up to you. Out of the house, Bai Youwu hurriedly said gratefully.

"It's not certain if you can survive it. Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow he should be fine, but the day after tomorrow if he doesn't get it right, he will relapse, and then it will be like this again, and then it will be two days, and then it will have another seizure...... That's how my brother is gone...... It's fate...... Brother Bai, this is fate......" At the mention of his brother, Brother Kong's eyes turned a little red again.

Bai Youwu didn't know that Brother Kong still had such a past, and he was speechless for a while. In the end, it was Brother Kong who spoke: "There are also many people in our group who have died of this disease. There are also those who have really survived and are still alive and well, but what is going on, it can only depend on Brother Wang himself. ”

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After Wang Ping, two more people fell ill one after another, and Wang Ping, who was already in poor health, did not survive, and finally died in mid-May. Bai Youwu and a few other people found some broken wooden planks by themselves, put together a coffin, put Wang Ping in it, and carried it to a small hill on the north side of the village to bury it.

After burying Wang Ping, Bai Youwu and the others went down the mountain along the path, preparing to go back to the village. No matter what, life always goes on. Turning a small forest, the village was in front of him, but Bai Youwu found that a group of people had come on the road in the distance.

"What is this?" Bai Youya's eyes widened. These people obviously won't be those people, because there are a few horses in that group, and the headhunters don't have horses in their hands, and even if they do, they won't serve. And the leader still has a flag in his hand. The students are not extravagant enough to use cloth to make flags.

Those people gradually got closer, and Bai Youwu gradually saw clearly, it was a group of soldiers of the Zheng family and a group of half-sized children.

"What's the matter with the owner's arrival?" Bai Youya thought so.

"Uncle Ariya!" Suddenly, someone in the group shouted towards Shiraiya. Then Bai Youwu saw a person running out of the team and running in front of him.

"Isn't this Ade? How did you get here? Bai Youwu immediately recognized Liu De, who had stayed with him in an immigration camp back then.

"The eldest prince has an errand to send us to do." Liu De replied very proudly. Then he asked, "Uncle Youwu, did you just come back from work?" ”

Hearing this question, Bai Youwu paused for a moment, and after a while, he pointed to the small mountain bag behind him and said, "We just buried your Uncle Wang Ping there." He was not blessed, when he was a homeless person, he did not starve to death in such hardships along the way, and now he has just arrived at a place where he can eat enough, but he is sick and died. ”

Liu De was also stunned when he heard this, and only asked after a while: "What kind of disease does Uncle Wang have, but malaria?" ”

The name "malaria" is not familiar to Bai Youwu, but he still understands the common name "pendulum". So he was also taken aback and asked, "How do you know about this disease?" Do any of you have this disease too? ”

"Uncle Youwu, no one in our area has this disease. However, the eldest prince sent us here this time for this disease. Liu De replied.

"Do you have a cure for this disease?" Bai Youwu asked in surprise. There are people who get sick in a row, and some people die of illness, so that Bai Youwu's psychological pressure is also very great, no matter who just escaped from the fate of starvation and eats, how can he be willing to die of illness?

However, Liu De shook his head and said: "Uncle Youwu, there are no particularly effective medicines for this disease, even those that can barely be cured, but may not be cured well, and they are not affordable for us ordinary people." ”

"Alas......" Hearing this, Bai Youwu couldn't help but sigh.

"But Uncle Youwu, although we don't have medicine to treat this disease, the eldest prince taught us how to prevent this disease, oh, that is, how to stop this disease. The eldest prince sent us here to teach these methods to everyone, so that everyone will not get sick. ”

"Really?" Bai Youwu was happy again, he hadn't contracted this disease yet, so of course it was best if he didn't get sick.

"Of course, if you don't want to send us here, what will you do? The eldest prince looked through a lot of books and consulted many Chinese doctors and Dr. Taixi to find these solutions. Liu De said with a bit of a show-off taste.

"The eldest prince is really a good person. Guanyin Bodhisattva must bless the eldest prince with a long life and a hundred years old, and the prince will be for generations. Bai Youwu first folded his hands and prayed, and then said, "Ade, how can I not get sick?" ”

"This is not something that can be done by one person, this has to be told to the village chief, and the whole village has to do it." Liu De replied.