After about half an hour, when Zhang Li got up and went to the door of the tent to look, he saw that it was already dark, and the plague area did not distribute illuminated candles, and it was dark outside.

There were candles in the tent, but the deserted tent and the fact that he was alone made him feel very bored, so he put out the candles and prepared to sleep.

Zhang Li pondered the medical cases of this plague in his mind, and wondered if he could find out which infectious disease this plague belonged to in the future.

Obviously, it's not the plague, which even the people of the Jishi Medical Society have denied, so Zhang Li doesn't think about it.

In the case of the plague, there was some interference at the beginning of the plague outbreak. Because at the beginning of the disease, a large number of rats did die. But the death of the rats alone does not mean much, unless there are obvious symptoms of plague, such as the bubonic plague, commonly known as the "pimple plague" - that is, swollen lymph nodes all over the body.

At this time, Zhang Li had to think of the scientific instruments of Western medicine in later generations: as long as you test the blood, you can determine whether it is bacterial or viral. Bacterial antibiotics, viral antiviral drugs, it's really a proper harvest!

Zhang Li only lewd for a while, and then pulled back his thoughts.

If not the plague, then what is?

Influenza?

Don't underestimate the flu, the flu can be a big range, and it is far from being as simple as a daily cold and flu.

Not to mention the various types of bird flu that the tension of later generations has experienced, let's just talk about the 1918 flu, which swept the world in 1918, about 10 million to 40 million people died!

There are too many branches of this flu, and the symptoms are also different, and I feel a lot of headaches.

After pondering for a while, Zhang Zhang finally sighed and shook his head gently.

If it's really some kind of flu, then you can only take one step at a time and do your best......

But if it's not the flu, what is it?

Zhang Li's mind flashed through the common infectious diseases of the afterlife.

Later generations had different classifications of virulent infectious diseases according to the process dù, such as A, B, C, etc., but Zhang Li did not dare to look at the current problem completely by the standards of later generations.

Later generations of medicine were prospered, and there were abundant treatments, and there were even various vaccines. For example, smallpox, the ancient plague killer, has basically disappeared in later generations and cannot pose a threat at all.

The only Class A infectious diseases in later generations were plague and cholera. The plague has largely been ruled out; Cholera is an acute diarrhoeal infectious disease that clearly does not correspond to the symptoms of patients in the plague areas at present.

There are many such Class B infectious diseases, and Zhang Zhang used to memorize them when he was an undergraduate, and I remember that there are 26 of them. For example, the aforementioned various influenza, whooping cough, Japanese encephalitis, hepatitis B, and even some diseases that are not on the table, such as syphilis, gonorrhea and even AIDS, are all Class B infectious diseases......

This night of tension tossing and turning, I have been thinking about the epidemic, and I didn't fall asleep until the second half of the night......

The next day, it was light, and Zhang Zhang woke up.

After tidying up, Zhang Zhang waited for the arrival of Ye Wentian and others in the tent.

According to Ye Wentian's previous confession, the death of ordinary seriously ill displaced people does not need to come to find tension. It must be known that there are more than 20,000 people in this plague camp, and countless people die of disease every day, and tension cannot be saved at all.

The duty of the night guard is mainly responsible for the first time that there is a sudden serious situation, such as a large number of patients whose condition has deteriorated rapidly, and then go to the city to report it.

Apparently last night was calm and nothing urgent happened.

Zhang Zhang waited until the sun was up, and Ip Man, the doctor of the world, led everyone to the camp.

Ip Mantian instructed Doctor Song to lead the guards to the plague area to carry the patients to the plague area for diagnosis and treatment, and Doctor Song would check them, and anyone with symptoms similar to yesterday did not need to be brought.

Doctor Song took the order, and everyone waited patiently in the tent.

After a while, Zhang Zhang suddenly heard a noise outside the tent.

Zhang Lixun followed the prestige, and saw that there were many doctors and Langzhong of the Jishi Medical Society outside the tent, who were distributing medicinal materials, and the person at the head was Mu Yicheng.

Zhang Zhang immediately reacted, this must be Doctor Mu leading people to give medicine to patients according to yesterday's medical case......

After waiting for a while, Doctor Song brought a patient back to the camp.

Zhang Li stood far away, and only briefly saw that the patient was a middle-aged woman, dressed in burlap clothes, with knotted hair and a thin yellow face.

Two soldiers boarded the woman in, and a yellow-faced man followed him into the tent, presuming that it was a relative of the woman.

Ye Wentian frowned and glanced at the yellow-faced man: "Relatives don't have to enter the account!" ”

The yellow-faced man was submissive, and when he was about to leave the account, Doctor Song went to Ye Wentian and said, "Lord Yiqing, the patient is delirious and delirious......

Ye Wentian was taken aback, then nodded, and said to the yellow-faced man: "Since this is the case, you can stay." ”

The meaning of the word is to be delirious and gibberish when you are sick.

Obviously, it was not feasible to interrogate the woman who was "delirious", so I had to ask her relatives.

Ye Wentian took the patient's pulse, observed it carefully, and sighed: "Carry it down, prepare for the future......"

Everyone was also shocked, and the doctor did not let everyone come forward for diagnosis and treatment, so he declared that it was hopeless, and it seemed that this woman was really dying......

The yellow-faced man was not sad, his expression was numb, obviously he had been prepared in his heart, or he was used to seeing his relatives leave like this one by one......

Zhang Zhang felt very uncomfortable, and saw the yellow-faced man kneeling down and kowtowing to everyone, and carrying the patient out of the tent with the soldiers with an expressionless face.

Ye Wentian was silent for a long time and said, "This patient has a deep plague and there is no cure. ”

Xu Yiling echoed: "I see that the patient's skin rash has turned dark purple, which is obviously a deep stasis. In addition, there are even symptoms of delirium, and even Da Luo Jinxian can't save her. ”

Zeng Yiling said with some dissatisfaction: "Doctor Song, you are also an old face of Jishi Medical Society, this terminally ill patient who has already spoken to him, what is the use of you sending it over?" ”

Doctor Song didn't dare to distinguish either, and said cautiously: "Doctor Zeng has taught you a lesson!" There were several shacks under it, and there were many patients with this kind of deverb...... That's why I brought it here. ”

Ye Wentian waved his hand, signaling that Zeng Yiling did not need to be punished, and Zeng Yiling nodded hurriedly.

Ye Wentian said to Doctor Song: "How many serious patients with this kind of delirium are estimated in the shack you have seen?" ”

Doctor Song lowered his head and thought for a moment, and responded: "Lord Qiqi Yiqing, my subordinates have just walked seven or eight shacks, and this kind of patient is no less than thirty percent!" ”

When they heard that there were as many as thirty percent of the seriously ill patients, everyone in the tent couldn't help but change their faces drastically, and they each gasped!

Ye Wentian's expression was gloomy, and he was speechless in a daze.

If Lord Yiqing doesn't speak, who in the rest of the people dares to take this conversation?

After a long time, Ye Wentian sighed: "The heart of the doctor's parents." Naturally, there is no way for terminally ill patients, but there are still many patients with relatively mild symptoms, and you must be careful to diagnose and treat! ”

Everyone promised in unison: "Obey the teachings of Lord Yiqing!" ”

Ye Wentian restrained his mind and said loudly: "Gentlemen, work hard!" ”

Everyone's expressions were awe-inspiring: "Yes!" ――”

……

Zhang Liyi had been on duty in the plague area for five days in a row, and he was already very tired, and his whole person was sloppy. Today, Ip Mantian really couldn't see it, so he allowed him to go back to the city and have a good rest tomorrow.

This can make the tension blossom in my heart! Finally able to go back to a good night's sleep and take a hot shower!

Zhang Zhang was not there for these two days, and one of the two Lang Liu and Gu was on duty for a day - obviously the people from Jishi Medical Society were raised by their mothers!

Outsiders, go at night!

Following Ye Wentian and the others back to Penglai County, Zhang Zhang immediately said goodbye and walked to his home on Lantern Street in the west of the city.

While walking, Zhang Zhang was still thinking about the epidemic, after all, he couldn't let go of his heart.

There are more and more people in the plague area these days, and the reason is simple - there are more new sick people than dead people!

The epidemic has obviously worsened, and hundreds of infected people are being brought in every day in the city, and even in several nearby counties, patients are constantly being sent in.

Some of the sick refugees who had been scattered from Loess Mountain were in the incubation period, so they were not brought over by Zhang Tao's army; In addition, there are many lone patients who do not follow the movement of the displaced people in the brigade, and gradually spread to the surrounding counties, villages and towns, and there are still a large number of them.

Fortunately, Ye Wentian had already ordered the surrounding counties to be strictly guarded, but all suspicious patients were forcibly sent to the plague camp in Penglai County, which could be regarded as controlling the epidemic.

Although the number of cases is increasing every day, there is no spurt increase. Ip Mantian can do this, which is already very good.

When he returned to the gate of his house, he saw that the gate was closed. Zhang Zhang couldn't help but shout loudly: "Anzi! Yuanliang! I'm back! ”

"Young Master! It's the young master who is back! ”

"Why are you still stunned, Anzi, let's go and open the door for the young master!"

Before he saw anyone, Zhang Zhang heard the voices of Anzi and Gao Yuanliang in the courtyard. When Anzi opened the courtyard door, the two were overjoyed and welcomed Zhang Zhang into the hospital.

Zhang Li's front foot stepped into the gate, and Anzi immediately locked the door with his back foot!

Zhang Zhang had a puzzled look on his face: "Anzi, this-this blue sky and white day, why are you locking the door?" ”

Kang Xing'an had a solemn expression: "Young master, I heard that you have been on duty outside the city for the past few days, I'm afraid you don't know the situation in the city......"

Zhang Liqi said: "What's wrong in the city? ”

Kang Xingan was still thinking about what to say, but Gao Yuanliang said: "Young master, every day outside the city, you can see a lot of patients in the city sent out, right?" ”

Seeing that Zhang Zhang nodded, Gao Yuanliang said again: "This plague is really evil!" ”

"Oh? How so? Zhang Li's doubts deepened.

Gao Yuanliang said a little mysteriously: "Don't talk about it, on our Lantern Street, there are several families who have accidents!" ”

Zhang Zhang asked, "What?" Infected with the plague? ”

Gao Yuanliang nodded and said, "It's true that I'm infected with the plague, but it's far from that simple!" ”