Liu Cai followed the instructions and opened Azig's eyelids one by one, Zhiwen saw it, one heart sank straight down, and the whites of the two eyeballs were already blood-red, at this moment Zhiwen was seventy percent sure that this Baylor named Azig was most likely infected with pneumonic plague.

At this moment, Azig's chest rose and fell, his throat swelled up and down, and he saw that he was about to cough again, and the servant maid was very experienced, and her eyes and hands quickly gently pulled her head to the side, and then a cloth towel covered her mouth.

As soon as all this was done, the unconscious Azig burst out with an earth-shattering cough, and the sound felt like he was about to cough out his lungs.

Zhiwen frowned slightly, secretly pulled Nan Nan and Liu Cai, and took a few steps back without a trace.

When Azig finally stopped coughing, and the smell of blood in the air became heavier, the maid removed the cloth towel from her mouth, and replaced it with a piece to carefully wipe the corners of her mouth.

Zhiwen's heart was cold, Azig was suffering from pneumonic plague, and he was ninety percent sure of this.

"How is it, doctor, is there any salvation for our Lord Belle?" After the maid had cleaned up, the head of the guard asked.

Liu Cai and Nan Nan both turned their heads slightly, wanting to see Zhiwen's reaction.

Zhiwen sighed secretly, high fever, coma, coughing up blood, and the skin on his body was already purple due to lack of oxygen, which was a typical symptom of the late stage of the pneumonic plague, even in the later life, it was difficult to rescue, and he could only wait for death, and that is, it was the work of the past two days.

As for the treatment with traditional Chinese medicine, Zhiwen asked himself if he didn't have that ability, even if Dr. Sun came here, I'm afraid he would be helpless.

I remember that on the way to escape, Dr. Sun cured several cases of suspected bubonic plague, but it was before the other party had a fever and the lymph nodes were not swollen and ulcerated.

Zhiwen looked at Liu Cai and Nan Nan left and right, and was about to shake his head, but saw the anxious eyes in the eyes of the two of them, and then he realized that if he directly said that he was not saved, then most of them would be the same as other Lang Zhong, and he would have to go back to Daling River tonight or tomorrow, and he would have no chance to visit Liu Laohan and Grandpa at all.

Deep down, Zhiwen really wanted to leave this ghost place immediately, Azig was so sick, I don't know how many times a day he coughed, I don't know how many people in this area have been invaded by germs, look at the head of the guard, don't you also turn your head to cover your mouth at this moment, and you are secretly coughing.

Before the diagnosis, Zhiwen didn't pay much attention to it, but when he looked closely, he found that most of the Jin soldiers in the tent had symptoms of suspected pneumonic plague.

According to this trend, it will not be long before this camp will become a terrifying ghost land, and I don't know how many people will die on it, so it is natural to leave such a dangerous place as soon as possible.

But! Be!

Liu Laohan didn't find it, and Grandpa didn't find it, if they were really here, wouldn't it be too ruthless to abandon them and leave them to fend for themselves in the face of the threat of the plague.

Besides, if you don't stay and look for it, Liu Cai and Nan Nan will not be willing.

It's just a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, if you really want to be unlucky, maybe as soon as you enter the camp, you will already be stained with plague germs, anyway, when you fled, you have dealt with the plague, Zhiwen believes that he and Nannan already have antibodies.

Although Liu Cai did not escape the disaster, he drank a lot of water from the system pond, and his physique was different from that of ordinary people, even if he was infected by the plague, he did not necessarily get sick.

Besides, as soon as I entered the camp, I put on a mask, and the protective measures were still in place, so I took a gamble and took the opportunity to stay and find someone.

Thinking of this, Zhiwen finally nodded slightly at Liucai.

When Liu Cai and Nan Nan saw it, their hearts were relieved, they saw Zhiwen's grim face just now, and naturally knew that they were not sure about this disease, and as Zhiwen thought, they were afraid that they would have no chance to stay and find someone.

As everyone knows, the situation is much more serious, if it is just an ordinary incurable disease, as long as it does not die immediately, how can it be delayed for a few days, Zhiwen will not refuse.

At this moment, Zhiwen nodded, relying on the magic of the water in the pond of the system, and the lives of the three of them were staked.

"Uh... Master Zhangjing, I'll try my best. "Liu Cai is so old that he doesn't say anything.

Although Zhiwen nodded, the blind man could also see that the master on the couch was not in good condition, and if he wanted to be cured, there was not much possibility, and it would be good if he could get better.

"That's good, thank you, doctor." The head of the guard coughed lightly twice, "There are still commonly used medicinal materials here, please prescribe a prescription." ”

"I'll grind the ink, sir." Zhiwen naturally took off the package on his body, came to a desk, took out pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and began to sharpen the ink.

Liu Cai paced Fang Bu and followed, and Zhiwen explained in a low voice, "While you are grinding ink, you can ask their master about his illness." ”

Since you want to stay, it is necessary to know the person's medical records and grasp the spread of the plague in this place.

Liu Cai listened quietly, and coughed lightly, "A few Zhang Jing, I don't know when Lord Beile got sick, and what are the signs during this period?" ”

"This..."Several guards stared wide-eyed, they were all rough people, and few of them cared about these details.

"Who is that, do you know the master's situation, tell the doctor." The head of the guard was helpless and threw the problem to the servant maid.

"Yes." The maidservant knelt on the ground, bowed her head and said, "Ten days ago, the slave and maid heard that Lord Belle mentioned that he was uncomfortable, but the master's body has always been strong, and he didn't take it to heart, and he felt that it would be good to drink a few bowls of wine and sleep like before." ”

"Seven days ago, the master began to have a fever and cough, six days ago, because of the high fever did not go away, unconscious, five days ago, began to cough up blood, that day the doctor sent by the Great Khan arrived, and prescribed a prescription, it should be relying on this prescription, Bellor's condition did not continue to deteriorate."

Surprisingly, the servant girl had a very good brain, and she remembered the entire course of Azig's illness clearly.

It's not easy, Zhiwen listened, but he admired the Chinese doctor sent by Huang Taiji, according to this maidservant, if there was no external interference, then Azig would have died five days ago, that is, the day the doctor came, and three days ago, that is, the seventh day after the illness, he should have died.

To survive to this day, the prescription must have a credit.

Liu Cai just picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, listened to the words of the maidservant, his right hand shook slightly, and then he knew that the disease was coming so quickly and terrifyingly, "Xiaozhi, is it done?" This doesn't sound like a good thing to deal with. ”

"It's fine." Zhiwen replied, "As long as we don't die immediately after drinking the medicine, then we can't blame it." ”