Chapter Seventy-Six: Voyeurism

Since I can't take leave, I simply don't ask for it. Yang Qiuchi came to the cell and bragged with Da Banya and others, at this time, a janitor came in from outside, and he was still scolding and saying: "Damn, if you want to die and not die, you have to guard him all day long." ”

Da Panya asked, "Is it that poor Xiucai?" Not dead yet? ”

"No, it's been fucking howling for a few nights."

Yang Qiuchi asked suspiciously, "What poor Xiucai, what's going on?" ”

Da Panya replied: "Master Yang, this poor talent is named Long Zixu, he killed his wife and was convicted of death, he has a high fever and diarrhea in the past few days, and he has no money to see a doctor, so it seems that he won't be able to survive for a few days." ”

"Huh?" Yang Qiuchi asked in surprise, "Then why don't you go to Lang Zhong to see him?" ”

Da Panya hurriedly stood up, and the cat bent his waist with a smiling face: "Yang Ye, it's not that we don't save us when we see death, our prison cell, but there is no money for prisoners to see a doctor, and those who enter the cell will get sick three or four times out of ten, how can we have money to treat them sick?" ”

"Then don't you let them die?"

Da Panya was a little embarrassed: "Master, this is no way, the prisoner's family has money, let's tell his family, take the money to treat the disease, and when he encounters someone who has no money, he has to stand up, and he can't stand it, so he has to accept his fate." ”

Yang Qiuchi said: "How can you see death and not save it? "Stand up, but I don't know what to do, what Da Panya said just now is not unreasonable, the prisoner is sick, the family has no money, and the yamen does not have this expense, you let the big Panya and them pay out of their own pockets to treat the prisoner? There are so many prisoners, they eat so much silver, and they don't spend it enough.

However, I heard that this is still a showman, and they are all scholars in the end, Yang Qiuchi was a little soft-hearted, and said to Da Panya: "You take me to have a look!" ”

Da Banya agreed, and led Yang Qiuchi to a felon's cell, only to see that in the damp and dim cell, the ground was full of yellow and red water, exuding the stench of feces and urine. A middle-aged man reclined in the corner of a wooden fence with a thick, wide wooden flail on his shoulder, and iron chains in both hands, sandwiched between two holes in the wooden flail. A mess of black hair had become tangled together, emitting a foul stench. He seemed to have a fever, his face was flushed, his beard was disheveled on the wooden shackles, his eyes were blank, and he was moaning in a low voice.

Da Banya said to Yang Qiuchi with a smile: "This person is Long Zixu, who used to be a poor talent. Hearing that Long Zixu was still moaning, Da Banya lowered his head and roared: "Don't howl your mother, the uncle is here." ”

Long Zixu opened his godless eyes, looked at Yang Qiuchi, and half-closed his eyes.

Yang Qiuchi leaned down, put the back of his hand to his forehead and tried it, his hands were hot, the high fever was estimated to be almost forty degrees, his heart was tight, and he saw that he was extremely weak, his expression was indifferent, and his reaction was slow. There was diarrhea all over the floor and blood in the stool. After a little hesitation, he asked, "How are you feeling?" ”

After asking a few times, Long Zixu half-opened his eyes: "Pain...... Stomach ache ......"

Yang Qiuchi stretched out his hand and pressed a few times on the right side of his upper abdomen, and Long Zixu screamed in pain.

Just now I touched and found that Long Zixu's liver and spleen were obviously enlarged, and with this symptom, Yang Qiuchi's brows tightened, he took a few steps back, and asked Da Banya: "Is there anyone else with similar symptoms?" ”

Seeing Yang Qiuchi's nervous expression, Da Banya hurriedly replied: "No, except for Hu San and Widow Xie who was escorted away two days ago, there is only this poor Xiucai in this felony prison, and there is no one else." ”

"Quarantine immediately, no one is allowed to enter!" Yang Qiuchi turned around and walked out, "Call the best Langzhong in Guangde County immediately." Be quick! ”

Da Banya agreed repeatedly, and quickly ordered the jailer to seal off the prison for serious offenders, not allowing anyone to enter, and hurriedly sent someone to invite Lang Zhong.

Yang Qiuchi returned to the class room, fetched a basin of hot water, washed his hands carefully, and then sat on a chair and pondered. Da Banya asked cautiously: "Master Yang, what kind of disease does this Xiucai have?" Isn't it amazing? ”

"Probably typhoid fever!"

"Huh?" Big Panya was startled, "Oh my mom! He almost turned around and ran out. But the chief is still here, and if you want to escape, you don't want to mess around.

The fear of the big plate tooth is not unreasonable, the ancient people believed that the occurrence of the epidemic disease, that is, the emergency surname infectious disease, is due to the body is injured by the cold, so the ancients will be the emergency surname infectious disease collectively called "typhoid fever". What we call "typhoid fever" in modern times is an intestinal acute infectious disease caused by typhoid bacilli, which is classified as a class B infectious disease and is one of the typhoid diseases mentioned by the ancients. It is also a common kind of "typhoid fever" in ancient times, due to the rapid spread and ineffective preventive measures, it is easy to cause a large area of infection, so the mortality rate is very high, no wonder the big plate tooth is frightened.

After a while, Lang Zhong was invited, and Yang Qiuchi told Lang Zhong that the patient was likely to have typhoid fever, Lang Zhong's face also changed, and he entered the cell very carefully, and came out after a while, and said nervously: "What the adult said is right, it is typhoid fever." What to do? "I trembled a little when I spoke.

At present, it seems that this disease has not yet spread, and it must be nipped in the bud, otherwise once it is epidemic, it will be "ten thousand households singing ghosts". Yang Qiuchi ordered the whole city to be invited, and the Langzhong transferred Long Zixu to a separate cell that was convenient for isolation, responsible for cleaning up the excrement and burying it deeply, and then disinfecting all the prison cells with traditional Chinese medicine soup. All prisoners and guards of the county government administration took traditional Chinese medicine for prevention and followed up and observed. All fees are paid by Yang Qiuchi.

As early as the Eastern Han Dynasty, Zhang Zhongjing wrote the immortal work of "Treatise on Typhoid Fever and Miscellaneous Diseases", which recorded the symptoms and treatment methods of hundreds of epidemic diseases.

Under the command of Yang Qiuchi, Lang Zhong successfully completed the isolation and disinfection, prescribed medicine to Long Zixu for treatment, and used preventive decoction for others. This infectious disease was detected early and treated in a timely manner, and it is estimated that it will not cause a large-scale epidemic. Yang Qiuchi breathed a sigh of relief.

When these busyness was over, the head had already begun to go west, and he wondered in his heart, Song Yun'er and they went out in the morning, but now it is afternoon, and they haven't come back yet, Yang Qiuchi felt more and more uneasy in his heart, and decided to take the little black dog to find them.

When Yang Qiuchi returned home, Yang's mother's maid Xiangqing opened the door and said that the old lady and the two grandmothers went to the street to buy things. Yang Qiuchi went to the forensic office to get a pistol, he was wearing a prison robe, which was inconvenient to insert into his waist, so he tied the pistol holster to the outside of his right leg, inserted the pistol into the holster, and then walked out.

When passing by the new house, I heard a faint sound of water inside, Yang Qiuchi was very strange, didn't they go to the street? Who's in the house? Yang Qiuchi quietly pushed open the door and entered the house, walked through the outer room where Yahuan Yuechan lived, gently lifted the door curtain, and saw Yuechan sitting on a low stool, taking off her shirt, and cleaning **.

Yang Qiuchi suddenly felt a dry mouth, don't look at this girl Huanyuechan is only fourteen or fifteen years old, but her body has developed relatively well, and the hemispherical ** is white and round, which makes people feel like committing a crime.

Yuechan took some powder from a small box next to the basin and sprinkled it on the left*, then let out a slight moan of pain. Yang Qiuchi exclaimed, lifted the curtain of the door, and walked in......

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