A rain has exacerbated the difficulties of resettlement and rescue in the aftermath of the disaster.

The patients who were moved out of the two gardens in autumn and winter were all seriously ill, and the situation at the fire scene was chaotic, and the sick and injured were crowded together, causing a new round of infection.

After one night, not only did the number of people infected with the plague increase dramatically, but the cross-infection between patients and patients gave rise to new symptoms, which was even more difficult than before.

The Dongshu Medicine Institute was burned, and Fu Xiu escaped from the fire with Yan Zhiwu on his back. The person was rescued, but Yan Zhiwu did not snatch out a large box of plague treatment books that Yan Zhiwu moved to the Dongshu Pharmacy, except for a codex that was brought out by Yan Zhiwu in his arms, and the rest of the classics were burned in the fire.

Those medical books and codex record the painstaking efforts of famous doctors in the past generations, and it is not easy to preserve them from generation to generation.

Yan Zhiwu suffered this great change in his illness, and he almost fainted without taking a breath, sighing and regretting for half the night. When the day was about to dawn, and he was about to fall asleep, the messenger came.

Human life is greater than the sky, and Yan Zhiwu couldn't care about anything at this time, so he dragged his sick body up from the couch. Dozens of doctors gathered at the Xishu Pharmacy to discuss the treatment plan for the plague overnight.

After dawn, Chang Qianfo stopped dealing with all things and rushed over. Everyone sat around, all with calm faces, referring to the symptomatic records of the pulse case sent by the epidemic area, they were discussing and discussing, suddenly heard the door squeak, opened a line, and a woman with a goose egg and a long face poked her head out from behind, rubbing her blue skirt in a goose yellow shirt, and her eyebrows were cold, it was Zhaohui.

Chang Qianfo's heart was slightly cold, and before he could speak, he saw Zhaohui smile at him, and said, "Chang Gongzi, don't bother you, right?" ”

Chang Qianfo's nervousness made her smile soothe most of her laughter: "Why are you here?" Pawn her ......"

Zhaohui smiled: "The girl called me." She's fine, tell you not to worry. As he spoke, he was short and came in with a bamboo basket in both hands.

The baskets were rolled into piles, and the bamboo strips were distorted. Fu Xiu hurriedly stepped forward to help, and Zhaohui said, "No, you are a scholar, how strong can you be." ”

Fu Xiu shrank his hand, and a doctor surnamed Wang quipped: "Little Fu, you can't just study in the future, but also practice more boxing and feet, otherwise you will be disliked by the girl's family." ”

The rest of the people laughed along, and the atmosphere was much more relaxed for a while.

Zhaohui took the three major volumes on the surface, handed them to Chang Qianfo with both hands, and said, "This is what the girl asked me to give you." ”

Chang Qianfo took it and opened it, and saw that it was a thick and two large volumes, which were old volumes. Just puzzled, Zhaohui took out two thick volumes from the basket and said, "The two books in your hand are on the pulse case, and the girl specially found them for your reference." These two are new and have just been sorted out. The girl said yesterday when she came back from the Winter Nursing Home that the patients of the various medical nursing homes had gathered together, and they were afraid that they would infect each other and their symptoms would worsen in the process of moving. I was specially asked to borrow some manpower from Miss Li to follow up and transcribe the situation of some seriously ill patients according to the roster of the two gardens in autumn and winter. You're just right in for it. ”

Not to mention all the doctors present, even Chang Qianfo was quite surprised, and said, "She didn't tell me." ”

Zhaohui said "oh" and said: "The girl said it, she said that she didn't know how to medicine, so she was afraid that the good ones would not be good and the bad spirits, and she hoped that she would not be able to use them." ”

Zhaohui is an anxious person, talking and doing things in a hurry, while talking, he lifted the bamboo basket and turned it over, and the parchment rolls, bamboo slips, wooden slips and various classics fell over the table in a slump.

Fu Xiu's hands were fast, and he copied a copy in his hand, only to see that the corners of the book had been scorched and burned, and the words "Typhoid Miscellaneous Notes" were written on the book cover, and he was surprised: "This is not"

When the fire broke out, some of the guards were restrained by the people brought by Tan Lang, and the rest were busy fighting the fire and saving people. The doctors and apprentices of the medicine institute do not know martial arts, and it is difficult to protect themselves, let alone return to the fire to save books. It was Fu Xiu and Yan Zhiwu who thought that these books had been destroyed by fire along with Dongshu Yao.

When he was busy, he forgot that there was a skilled Zhaohui in it.

In fact, although Zhaohui's martial arts skills are good, in such a situation, she also paid the price for putting away the books that had been scattered on the table and bringing them out, and a long string of blood blisters were burned on her arms and legs, but she endured it and walked as usual, and everyone couldn't see anything unusual.

At that moment, Zhaohui didn't explain, but said, "See if you can use it." The girl was still waiting for me to reply, so I went first. ”

Fu Xiu said "hey", at this time Zhaohui had already walked to the door with a bamboo basket, turned around and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

At that time, Fu Xiu knew best how messy those books were, looked Zhaohui up and down, and asked, "Are you okay?" ”

Zhaohui said: "Of course I'm fine, and I don't lack arms or legs." ”

The goose yellow figure flashed, and it was far away.

Yan Zhiwu rummaged on the table with trembling hands, his eyes flashed with excitement, and he muttered, "Save, keep...... And this one, this one was also saved. ”

The doctors helped to sort out the medical books together.

At that time, the fire was too fierce, and Zhaohui only grabbed part of it. Some burned to only half a copy, some bamboo slips were burned at high temperature, the surface was charred, and the handwriting engraved on them disappeared at the touch of a touch, and many words were lost.

Several respected old doctors couldn't help but sigh with emotion. The matter of Chang Qianfo and Mu Dianke made a fuss in Huairentang, and everyone was hindered by Chang Qianfo's face, so it was not easy to say anything, but in the bottom of their hearts, they looked down on Mu Dianke, who was born in the Demon Sect, somewhat disdainfully. When he didn't want to suffer calamity, it was the master and servant who helped a lot.

Aunt Zhang flipped through the two large volumes of clearly organized and well-contexted pulse records sent by Zhaohui, and the more she looked at it, the more she admired, and said with emotion: "I can't believe that such a pulse case is actually from a person who doesn't know medical skills." I have practiced medicine for several years, and I am ashamed that I am not as forward-looking as a layman at a critical time. ”

Chang Qianfo glanced at it and said, "This is not the handwriting of Dianke. She should have made a list of entries, and the plagiarism was done by an expert. ”

Aunt Zhang had the intention to praise Mu Dianke to the end, and said: "This is the pattern of the house, the person at the helm can just take the direction, and there is no need to do everything himself." ”

Sitting opposite Aunt Zhang was an old man with a white beard, surnamed Yao, called Yao Wang. This person has superb medical skills, and like Yan Zhiwu, he has entered the Changjiabao Herb Hall. Later, when he was old and missed his homeland, he went out of the Herb Hall and was transferred to Huairentang to take on an idle job, helping Jiang Yue to lead apprentices to cultivate future generations, and occasionally encountering difficult patients, he would also go out for a consultation.

The epidemic broke out, there was a shortage of manpower, the old people were idle, and the same class of young people stayed up day and night, fortunately, they were properly maintained on weekdays, the foundation was good, and the spirit was still healthy, and they smiled when they heard this:

"I've also seen that little girl, and her brain is really good. But Xiao Zhang, don't be too discouraged, you have to count according to the years you have been practicing medicine, you have only been in the industry for a few years, and you have the current achievements, doesn't it make us old guys ashamed? ”

Aunt Zhang said: "I'm lucky, but the old lady is willing to teach." ”

The crowd chatted a few words, and then began to discuss business. After several revisions, we finally came up with a set of trial prescriptions and assigned them for all doctors to refer to the medicine.

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