Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Antidote
After An Qing went back, he found that the bearded man had returned, and when he saw An Qing, he immediately pounced on him and said, "The news has spread, and now there are more and more dead people!" ”
An Qing nodded, at least this can make the people more vigilant, don't get cholera for the sake of watching the excitement, she can't take the liberty of releasing the news of the antidote.
If there is really someone behind this, the news that she released the antidote will undoubtedly add fuel to the fire.
I exhaled in my heart, from her observations in the past few days, it seems normal, but in fact there are strange things, such as which beggars, and blocking the city gate in advance, these seem to be carefully arranged, although it seems to be accidental.
If it's really man-made, what is the motivation behind it? Want a city to accompany you for a burial?
Of course, this is just her speculation, after all, such a heart-wrenching behavior, is it still human?
Animals can't make it!
"In this way, we ......" An Qing thought of an idea, discussed it with the bearded Ziyan, and hit it off.
As soon as the news of cholera spread, Liancheng went into a panic, as if each of them had death on their heads.
An Qing walked on the street, looking at the streets and alleys that used to be prosperous, but now there is a dead air everywhere, occasionally someone passes by, and sees An Qing far away, like a cat seeing a mouse, as if there is a plague god everywhere.
There was news of dead people in the streets and alleys, and some families were all dead, and there was no one to collect the bodies.
The frightening scene was deeply in An Qing's mind, no one knew how much her heart trembled, and some things went deep into the bone marrow after experiencing it once, let alone the second time.
Cholera-infected corpses are even more terrible, and if not treated, the corpses will be decomposing and more contagious.
Whether it's a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, she can't stop it, and now she only hopes to minimize death.
Two more days passed, and more and more people died, but fortunately, the imperial court had sent a doctor.
There were more and more corpses, and the officials couldn't keep busy at all, so they posted notices and ordered the corpse transporters to pay a lot of money.
As soon as the bearded man heard that there was money to be made, he ran happily, there was news to inquire about, and there was money to earn, so why not do it.
It's just the right time to slowly release the news of the antidote.
Anyway, An Qing said that there is an antidote to cholera, and he is not afraid, not to mention that he is in good health, only injured, and he has never been sick.
When the bearded man returned to the beggar's den, he found that most of them were dead, and the remaining half were lying on the ground sickly, weak, and looked like they were not far from death.
"You... You didn't get cholera? The beggar who had befriended the bearded man before was full of surprise when he saw the beard.
Immediately, I understood that this guy was wearing a face towel all the time because of the scar on his face, and he was far away from them when he ate and talked, so he was naturally not easy to get infected.
Now the spread of cholera is spreading, and many people want to flee out of the city, but the city gate has been blocked, and even some big families can't get out, so they can only wait for death.
The bearded man didn't speak, pulled the car and stopped next to the corpse, ready to move the corpse, the beggar's nest had the most corpses, and the body was tattered, more like a beggar than a few days ago.
The beggar was not annoyed when he saw it, he seemed to be accustomed to being bearded like this, and he wanted to lean over, but he was afraid of infection, so he was weak: "Why haven't I seen you in the past two days?" I thought you were out of town! ”
"I'm going to pull the corpse!" The bearded man now wants to vomit when he sees the corpse, these people are too ugly to die, there are many dead people who are swollen after the death, and they look very cautious.
The beggar heard this, he knew this, but now everyone is unable to protect themselves, who will ask for money and not die, and money must be spent with life.
"Aren't you afraid of getting infected?" The beggar said that he was far away, but looking at the people on the ground, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, he was also a little uncomfortable since yesterday, and he probably got infected too!
"I'm afraid!"
"And you're going?"
"Who would want me to do anything but do it?" The bearded man disagreed, which was a good excuse.
The beggar was stunned for a moment, thinking of the scar on the bearded man's face, it was really terrifying, ordinary people were afraid when they saw it, who would give him work?
"You look like you're infected too!" The bearded man saw that the beggar was pale, and coughed several times as he spoke.
"Maybe!" The beggar glanced at the sky as he spoke, and looked like he was resigned to his fate.
"It's strange to say, I think a few of them are dying, and after today, I found that they seem to be much better, could it be?" The bearded man said half of it, and it is needless to say that it is understandable below.
Sure enough, when the dying beggars on the ground heard this, they all opened their eyes and stared at the bearded man, with a different light shining in his eyes.
The bearded man said vaguely, in short, he revealed the news that the Seven Star Grass was the antidote, and also mentioned the Wang family, Wang Fugui is estimated to be much better at this time!
The beggar saw that the bearded man was gone, and his eyes flashed strangely, and he saw that many people on the ground were trying to sit up, and it seemed that they had heard the bearded man's words.
"Cholera, can you really be saved?" Someone was ready to move, and he was forced to stay in the beggar's den for the past few days, not daring to go anywhere, but to sit and wait for death.
Now that there is a glimmer of hope, I naturally don't want to give up, after all, no one wants to die.
"Let's wait until it gets dark and sneak out to have a look!" Someone couldn't help it.
The others nodded in agreement.
Day 2.
"Everyone, go buy Seven Star Grass, my children are dying, drink Seven Star Grass, and you can stand up now!" A woman's voice rang out in the street.
Qixingcao is the antidote to spread in the streets and alleys, and the door of the pharmacy is even crowded with people, and some even beat their heads to break the blood flow in order to buy medicine.
"Does this Seven Star Grass really work? My yard was a little longer some time ago, and I deliberately unplugged it! ”
"It works, don't you see that these are all rushing to buy? Look at that beggar's nest, yesterday there were a few carts of corpses, but today there is not a single one. ”
"Yes, yes, the son of the landlord of the king and the king was dying two days ago, I heard that he drank the Seven Star Grass, and he will be well now!"
“……”
The crowd was gossiping.
"Okay, okay, the Seven Star Grass is gone, it's sold out!" The pharmacy owner shouted.
After a while, the Seven Star Grass in the pharmacy was robbed.
There are still many people who have not bought it, and they are in a mess.
The imperial physicians sent by the imperial court were already too busy to collapse, and they didn't expect cholera to be so terrible, they didn't know what to do about it, and they found that since they arrived in Liancheng, they began to feel unwell, and the symptoms were very similar to those of those who contracted cholera, which made them panic in their hearts.
I heard that some people said that Qixing grass was the antidote, and the two imperial doctors discussed it, and felt that the thing did have some effect, so they each boiled a bowl and gave it to the person infected with cholera to drink, and sure enough, in less than half a day's effort, the person was much better.
The two of them were overjoyed, and immediately boiled some of them, and drank them separately, they were originally the little minions of the Tai Hospital, and they themselves knew that the imperial court sent them this time was nothing more than a process, from ancient times to the present, the person who had cholera could be safe and sound?