Chapter 138: Controlling the Epidemic
Doctors such as Dr. Zhang are all famous doctors in Hexi, who have been hanging pots all their lives and are quite loved by the people. [Full text reading. After the outbreak of the plague, they gave up their comfortable days and traveled tirelessly to this war-torn place, and they also dreamed of sleeping at night in order to heal the people. The people of the sixteen counties of Yanyun all respect and love them.
With these famous doctors as lobbyists, the people are still a little awkward in their hearts. However, after listening to their relief, my heart felt a little better.
What's more, since the Qin army came to the city, the soldiers and civilians of the sixteen counties of Yanyun had already left here if they could retreat to Bazhou City. And some of the old, weak, sick and disabled with their families were all gathered by Ye Huaiwu in the three cities of Yuncheng, Yancheng and Mingcheng. The sixteen counties of Yanyun are one belt, and the people are simple, and the indigenous residents of the three counties can also live in harmony with them after receiving visitors.
However, although every family is helping these people in different ways, they are too busy to do their work. Therefore, for those who died of the epidemic, for a while, there was no time to take care of them. Now, the officers and soldiers have burned the corpses, and they are saddened in their hearts, but they also realize that this move has greatly reduced their pressure.
The pressure of public opinion has been resolved, which has brought a lot of convenience to the solution of the epidemic.
From the day the corpse was burned, the soldiers and civilians of Yuncheng began to unite to fight the epidemic under Mo Fei's call.
At first, the famous doctors were still skeptical. However, in the spirit of thinking about the people and their enthusiasm for medicine, they are still meticulous in their work.
During the plague eradication, the soldiers and some people who spontaneously organized themselves were responsible for public security, digging ditches, purifying water sources, and cleaning.
In terms of boiling water for cooking and taking care of the sick, the women in the city formed a women's army under the call of Jiang and Li Qingqing, and took care of the meals meticulously.
As for Mo Fei and those doctors, they observed the symptoms, boiled the medicine, recorded the data, and wrote the prescription. However, the recording of data and writing prescriptions in the back are basically done by one person. Those doctors, including Zhang Taiyi and others, are all famous doctors who have devoted their lives to medicine. Therefore, although it is difficult for them to understand the things that Mo Fei said, it does not prevent them from being able to get started quickly.
Although the epidemic did not show any improvement trend in the first two days, everyone swept away the Haze in their hearts in a state of unity and enthusiasm.
There are millions of Qin troops stationed outside the city, but the city is a thriving scene, and the comparison between the two looks very strange.
Three days passed like this, and on this day, in the market, Dr. Zhang handed the rag in his hand to the apprentice behind him.
While washing his hands in the basin, he shook his head and said, "Originally, I thought that the alcohol in Mo Gongzi's mouth was the wine we drank normally. I didn't expect it to be made through such a complex program. ”
The apprentice behind him was a man in his twenties, and he seemed a little out of wit. "Master, can you drink this wine-like thing?" As he spoke, Dr. Zhang's apprentice dipped his fingers into the barrel of alcohol.
Doctor Ren on the side scolded: "Nonsense! Don't die! Yes? Didn't you listen to Master Mo's instructions not to drink this? ”
Doctor Ren reprimanded, and Doctor Zhang's apprentice was so frightened that he quickly retracted his hand.
Doctor Zhang glared at him, shook his head and sighed, "You! You! What does the teacher say about you, your temperament, you should be well restrained and restrained, otherwise how will you diagnose the pulse and practice medicine in the future? Don't kill someone for nothing. This alcohol will give me a long way from it later. ”
While Dr. Zhang was reprimanding the medicine boy, Dr. Ren lowered his body, and his rough hand reached into the patient's forehead, touched it, and said in surprise: "Brother Zhang, God!" ”
"Huh?" Seeing Dr. Ren's surprise, Dr. Zhang quickly put his hand on the man's forehead, his eyes opened, and he said happily: "Wonderful! Didn't expect this to really work, and it would be so effective. This is a miracle medicine! With this thing, wouldn't it be easy to cure a patient with a fever in the future! ”
"Yes! Mo Gongzi can make this kind of thing, he is really a god! Dr. Ren looked at a large bucket of alcohol poured into the rough bucket so unpreciously, and suddenly felt a little painful, and he was violent!
At this moment, suddenly a doctor came running quickly, steaming hot on his head and sweating on his forehead.
Doctor Zhang and Dr. Ren thought something was wrong, and said in surprise: "Brother Dai, what's wrong?" Did you find someone suffering from the plague again? ”
The gray-haired old man surnamed Dai wanted to speak, but his throat was as uncomfortable as smoke, he gasped twice, swallowed his saliva and said, "No...... No! Just now, the medicine boy and I went to visit the people in the five blocks of Cloud City, and we found it! No one got the disease. No one gets the epidemic, Lao Zhang, Lao Ren, we have controlled this epidemic! The old man surnamed Dai cried with joy, and hurriedly raised his sleeve to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes.
"Good! …… All right! This is really a great joy, and it seems that Mo Gongzi's method is indeed effective. ”
Dr. Zhang continued the words of the doctor, and praised repeatedly: "Yes, if we can cure the quarantined people in Fang City, then we can give an explanation to the people this time." ”
In Fang City, there are more than 20,000 people suffering from the epidemic alone, and the number of corpses burned alone has reached as much as 6,000. More than 20,000 people are also a lot of numbers! Thinking of this, the three of them fell into a deep pain again.
Doctor Zhang's apprentice had just been trained, and he was worried that he didn't have a chance to make jokes, but now when he saw the three of them with a sad face, he said with relief: "Master, uncle." If the other options are effective, it proves that Mo Gongzi's treatment will also be effective, and you don't need to worry. As long as we take the right medicine, these people can be cured when the time comes. ”
Dr. Zhang smiled: "Not bad! Since we choose to believe in Mo Fei Gongzi, we must believe that he can help us heal the plague. ”
When the other two heard this, their confidence immediately doubled.
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In a study room somewhere in Ye Mansion, there are thick books on the table, and these books are the ones that others have collected and sent in the past few days. These booklets contain a detailed record of the number of plague patients, symptoms, deaths, and medicines taken after the plague occurred.
Could it be that he has not left the Ye Mansion in the past few days, but has been analyzing data and integrating resources in the study. What he did was to coordinate the overall situation, arrange tasks, and control the development of the epidemic in his ideal plan.
Ten days later, the patients in the market were still the same as before, the patient's condition did not improve, and the doctors became more and more anxious.
Ten days have passed, and the patient has not yet been cured, and the doctors inevitably muttered in their hearts: Could it be ...... Is there a problem with the prescription given by Mo Gongzi? (To be continued.) )