Muramasa is a tall, lean middle-aged man. In ancient times, the village was equivalent to the position of the village chief of the later generations, and only Bai Ding, that is, ordinary people, was appointed. In layman's terms, he is a strong man who is illiterate and has prestige to deter the green-skinned hooligans in the village.

As the manager and leader of a village, there was a plague in the village, and the village was haggard at the moment.

When this kind of thing happens in the village, he may be questioned by the government, and at the same time, he is also being ostracized by the village leaders of several surrounding villages. No one wanted such a death to be swept into their jurisdiction, so apart from material humanitarian aid, the village was basically isolated by the surrounding villages.

It's not that people are indifferent, but in this era, when encountering such a disease that can almost slaughter the village, this measure is also tacitly approved by the court.

During the Zhenguan period of the Tang Dynasty, Li Shimin was preparing to kill a large number of unconvinced lifeforms around him, and in ancient wars dominated by cold weapons, talent was the main combat power. If one dies, one will be less, and when such a plague with a high mortality rate occurs, everyone is unable to dodge.

While the village was looking at Ye Xiaotian with bloodshot eyes, Ye Xiaotian also looked at the strong man through gritted teeth.

What's the matter with your disdainful eyes, if you hadn't been able to beat you, Lao Tzu would have slapped you to death a bastard.

Ye Xiaotian shouted like this more than once in his heart.

After a long time, the strong man saluted Daoyue with his hands folded and said, "Master, I am really grateful for your temple's full assistance, and I am also very grateful to all the masters for their tireless efforts and dangers to help the villagers. I'm a rough man, but I know something about the plague. Just wait for this incident to pass, and then go to the official to confess the guilt. Otherwise, I really don't have the luxury of expecting anymore. After speaking, he looked at Ye Xiaotian disdainfully, and said, you robot cat still want to shake the tiger's body?

In this regard, Dao Yue is also full of helplessness, you are a wild animal that has obviously not grown all your hair, people don't trust you, blame me!

Peeping Ji rushed over sweating profusely and reported the work process to Ye Xiaotian, it was very concise, and the mask was issued, but many people threw it away again with disdain.

The green tendons on Ye Xiaotian's forehead burst out, what the hell, the golden finger can't be opened?

"Peep, pump him for me!" The furious Ye Xiaotian pointed to the village in front of him and gave orders to Peeji.

Voyeur's stupid and cute posture is quite dazzling: "What's wrong?" ”

"Barbecue!"

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Muramasa, who had a blue nose and swollen eyes, was still not convinced and wanted to shake the tiger's body, but at the moment when Peeki reported his identity, he was instigated.

The nephew of Wei Chigong, the third unreasonable in the Tang Dynasty, who dares to move? Don't ask who the first or second is, it doesn't matter.

Ye Xiaotian said earnestly to the village: "Do you still have the luxury of expecting anything else?" ”

Muramasa nodded hurriedly: "Everything is under the dispatch of Shaolangjun!" ”

"Come on, you can tell me about the village now."

Ye Xiaotian obtained a very complete patient information: there were a total of 96 households in the village, a total of 531 people, 23 people died after the plague, and 78 people were diagnosed. The situation is not too bad, after all, the infection of tuberculosis is only transmitted through droplets, the ancients talked, and the plot like a wet kiss is only something that people in the city can play, and the country people are not very enthusiastic.

As for the severity of the condition, Muramasa didn't know much about these things, so Ye Xiaotian let Peep Ji shake the tiger's body again, and those official doctors were all explained in 1510.

Ye Xiaotian only mentioned three points to the doctors in charge of treatment: first, to carry the abandoned patients back to the village; Second, masks became popular immediately, and everyone had to wear them, whether they were doctors, villagers, or outsiders who came to the village to help. Thirdly, all patients should be isolated in a single room, and everyone except doctors and apprentices should be divided into separate activities to prevent more people from being infected.

Many official doctors are old Chinese medicine practitioners who have been practicing medicine for many years, although they do not have a high sense of agreement with the few opinions put forward by Ye Xiaotian, but they also feel that there is nothing wrong with these points, and under the command and leadership of the village Zheng, everyone in the village has taken action.

The village is vacating several houses at the west end of the village, each of which is simply cleaned up, and each of them has sufficient sunlight.

The houses where the sick had appeared in the house were temporarily no longer occupied, the windows were wide open for ventilation, and all the bedding and clothes used were dried in the yard.

The villagers were not allowed to enter and leave the village, and the peeping Ji who shook the tiger's body for the third time said to Ye Xiaotian quite puzzled, I am so desperate to pull hatred, you will get me a few jars of vinegar and a lot of spittoons?

The whole village was filled with a faint smell of vinegar. There was also smoke wafting from the homes of the sick, and a lot of chopsticks and dishes were boiling in the pot.

Ventilation, isolation, and disinfection are Ye Xiaotian's first reflections. Whether it works or not, he really doesn't have any bottom in his heart, these are just the basic common sense of a future generation, and he unconsciously thought of this first.

Xiang Cun Zheng asked for a group of young people with quick hands and feet and flexible minds, and Ye Xiaotian was busy starting a simple training for medical staff.

Although he is also a copycat and a half-hanger, for people who have never heard of disinfection and protection at all, Ye Xiaotian is almost a god, because no one can understand what he said. Ye Xiaotian didn't need them to understand, he just needed them to be able to memorize what they said, and then implement it while protecting themselves.

Daoyue looked at Ye Xiaotian, who had always been lazy, from a distance, and suddenly showed such a side, with appreciation and self-satisfaction in his eyes. Hey, take a look, the high-spirited young man above is my apprentice, my apprentice!

After the training, Ye Xiaotian also hurriedly joined the team of isolated patients.

Each courtyard has different degrees of patients living in it, and Ye Xiaotian has personally arranged different doctors and a few young people who have just received simple training.

At this moment, Ye Xiaotian had already integrated into this era unconsciously. Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and we share joys and sorrows.

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The matter of dead people is still going on, but since the villagers were asked to wear masks and ventilate and disinfect according to the method Ye Xiaotian said, it really hasn't happened again.

In the past few days, the officials and doctors who were quite disdainful of what Ye Xiaotian said a few days ago also gave a look of approval and gratitude to this young man who stood at the door every day with his waist pinched and supervised people to wear masks like a shrew scolding the street.

After borrowing the tiger's body, Ye Xiaotian finally breathed a deep sigh of relief for such an achievement. It's not because of the noble sentiments of saving people's lives or creating a seventh-level floating slaughter or a sense of accomplishment, it is completely the satisfaction and fulfillment that they feel from their bones, as long as no one is infected anymore, Ye Xiaotian feels that he is satisfied.

Ye Xiaotian, who was grinning and smirking, suddenly saw an old man dressed as a Taoist priest with fluttering clothes, and he came from afar without a mask. Ye Xiaotian, who was addicted to shaking the tiger's body, suddenly inhaled and shouted: "Stop!" Don't you want to die? ”