After Mo Fei and his party left Huangshi Ridge, they hurried towards Yuncheng, but in two hours, they arrived at the foot of a mountain, Mo Fei and the others did not stop, and hurriedly rode up the mountain. 【Latest chapter reading. 】

After going up the mountain, I looked into the distance, and I saw that not far from the bottom of the mountain, there was a quaint city, and outside the city, there was an endless battlefield. On the other edge of the battlefield, countless white tents were connected together, paving the entire land white, and the camp where those tents were located was the camp of the Qin army.

"Cloud City is ahead, let's take advantage of the fact that it is not dark and hurry up to enter the city."

Ye Zi'an said a word, and rode away first. Mo Fei waited for the horsewhip to beat, and the horse galloped over, and in less than half a moment, the group had already arrived under Cloud City.

When the people guarding the city saw that it was Ye Zi'an, they didn't do much checking, and directly lowered the city gate and let Ye Zi'an and others enter the city.

When they were outside the city, they couldn't see any clues, and after entering the city, they found that the epidemic had reached a terrible point. The streets of Cloud City are full of people, including soldiers and ordinary people, who are lying in a disorderly manner all over the street.

They groaned in pain, and they lingered like old men who were about to rot wood. On both sides of the street, there are various shops and liquor stores, all of which are in a state of abandonment. These people all looked straight ahead, as if they had no hope for life.

At this time, due to the crowding of people on the street, they were afraid of stepping on the patients on the street, so Mo Fei and the others had to turn over and dismount and go on foot.

On the street, there was a line of old men who looked like doctors, carrying a medicine box on their backs and a gray cloth around their mouths, looking at this, looking at that, and then quietly discussing it, and sighing again.

Zhang Taiyi looked at the wounded people all over the ground, and his compassion as a doctor came spontaneously. Zhang Taiyi stopped and walked towards the patients. Jiang Shi and Ye Zi'an knew that Zhang Taiyi used to work in Tai Hospital, so they followed.

Among the doctors, there was a thin old man, who shook his head and sighed, "Amazing! Weird! These symptoms obviously seem to be suffering from wind and cold, why can't they be cured? ”

When Zhang Taiyi heard this, he was puzzled: "Wind and cold? ”

The thin old man shook his head and sighed: "Yes, fever, chills, headache, fatigue, it stands to reason that it is the disease of wind chill!" How can this not be cured? It's weird! ”

After Zhang Taiyi listened to the thin old man, he lowered his body and looked at those people, Zhang Taiyi frowned, sometimes taking the pulse, sometimes observing the facial symptoms of those people. After reading it, he also shook his head helplessly: "It's really like having wind chill, is there a lot of different wind chill?" ”

Those doctors, all of them didn't know, and when they saw Zhang Taiyi's question, they could only reply with a sad face.

Mo Fei also walked up to those patients, looked down for a while, and asked, "How long does it take for a normal person to be infected after contact with a patient?" ”

"Huh?" The old man saw that Mo Fei was young, and thought that Mo Fei was Zhang Taiyi's medicine boy, so he said casually: "A few days." ”

"When these people cough, what kind of phlegm does they cough up?"

Among those old men, there was an old man with gray hair and a fierce face, who didn't speak when he saw Zhang Taiyi, but the more he asked, the more he asked. At the moment, he was annoyed: "You kid, why do you have so many problems?" ”

When Zhang Taiyi saw that the other party was down, his face was embarrassed, and he said with a smile: "Everyone is angry, my name is Zhang Taiyi, I was originally a doctor in the Tai Hospital, and later resigned." My master is Mr. Sun Wenzhong. When the old men heard about the hospital, their faces were still disapproving. But after hearing Sun Wenzhong, Dengshi's eyes widened, and his face was extremely excited.

Sun Wenzhong is a leader in the medical path of the Tang Dynasty, and there are only a few people in the entire Tang Dynasty who don't know Sun Wenzhong's reputation. Although these people belong to the same era as Sun Wenzhong, they are 108,000 miles apart in the path of medicine.

"Disrespectful! Disrespectful! It turned out to be Sun Lao's high apprentice. The old men gave up their hands.

Zhang Taiyi hurriedly bowed his hand and said: "Don't dare, just a small talent, don't dare to insult the name of the family teacher." Then, Zhang Taiyi turned around and introduced these old men: "This is the master who taught me medical skills, named Mo Fei. ”

Zhang Taiyi's voice fell, and one of them screamed: "What? This yellow-haired ......"

The old man suddenly remembered that it was too rude to say this, so he stopped his words and looked at the thin old man just now.

This thin old man is obviously the leader of these doctors.

These people originally had some respect for Zhang Taiyi, but I heard him say that he was studying medicine with this young man. I also think that this person may be lying and fooling them. At the moment, everyone's faces were not very good.

Mo Fei ignored the unkind gaze of these people, and said while eight pulses: "Do these people have a dry cough in the early stage,...... Occasionally coughing up white phlegm or coughing up blood? In the later stage, as the condition worsens, will there be symptoms of chest tightness and shortness of breath? ”

Mo Fei sent three questions in a row, and he didn't know who he was asking, but it seemed to be talking to himself.

The emaciated old man at the head and the doctors behind him looked at each other, thinking: he knows everything.

"How do you know?"

Mo Fei continued to bury his head in the doctor, and when he heard someone ask, he didn't raise his head and said, "I know what disease they have?" ”

After Mo Fei's words were finished, these old men looked at each other without saying a word. Jiang Shi, Ye Zi'an and others were overjoyed, if they could cure the plague, then they would be able to fight a good battle with the Qin army face to face. And when Zhang Taiyi heard Mo Fei say that he knew what the disease was, although he was curious, he was already completely convinced that Mo Fei could cure the plague.

Then, the old man at the head frowned and said, "What kind of disease is this?" ”

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Mo Fei knew that this was not easy to explain, so he simply said: "Although this disease is an infectious disease, different people have different symptoms after getting it. It is not cured with the same medicine. Moreover, this kind of governance. Even if some of the fever is cured, more people will be infected faster. ”

The old man with a fierce face just now sneered, "What do you mean...... Are you saying that our approach is wrong? ”

Mo Fei's eyelids raised, he glanced at the old man expressionlessly, and said indifferently: "Yes!" ”

"You ......"

"Shut up!"

Just as the old man with a fierce face was about to speak, the elder who led him shouted at him.

"Since this son knows what kind of disease this is, then ...... How can we save these people? ”

Mo Fei stood up, looked at the patients lying on the street, and thought for a while: "I want to go back and prepare, tomorrow, you gather all the medicine boys of the doctor, and when the time comes, come to Ye Mansion to find me." (To be continued.) )