Chu Yunyao said, and hurriedly pulled Zhang Lao and walked out, "Without further ado, let's go quickly, and come back to report when there is a result." ”

Zhang Lao was worried about the patient, and when he heard Chu Yunyao say this, he followed her out.

When I arrived at the lobby, the stench came to my nose, there were rows of patients lying on the bunks and the ground, some people clutched their stomachs and cried out in pain, some people no longer had the strength to curl up in a ball and wait for death, and some had fainted.

Seeing that Zhang Lao brought a yellow-haired little girl in, his face was desperate.

Some have even begun to leave wills orally.

Chu Yunyao saw the soldiers who came out of the latrine with their support for the wall, observed the faces of several people, and asked, "When did diarrhea start?" ”

"The night before yesterday." Zhang Lao opened the record book, "I thought it was just a bad stomach and unhygienic, so I didn't take it seriously, but I didn't expect it to suddenly break out yesterday and fall so many people at once."

I was asked to come for treatment today, but I didn't understand the symptoms for a while, it stands to reason that I have dysentery, and timely treatment will not be life-threatening, but these people are already dying, and if they can't find the right prescription, I don't know what the consequences will be. ”

Chu Yunyao squatted down and picked a few soldiers with mild symptoms, severe symptoms, and fainting to check their pulses.

Her slender little white hand rested on the wrists of those rough soldiers, as if holding their lifeline, giving people a hope of life for no reason.

Chu Yunyao touched their pulses one by one.

"How?" Zhang Lao asked tentatively: "It doesn't look like dysentery, right?" ”

Chu Yunyao didn't answer, and an hour later, after feeling the pulse of the last person, he saw the person who had been swept up with grass and had died, and ordered lightly: "Carry it to the pharmacy." ”

Those people looked at Divine Doctor Zhang, and Divine Doctor Zhang nodded: "Do what the little doctor fairy said." ”

If you can't even diagnose a living person, can you ask what you can't do from a dead person?

The hope in the eyes of those people was shattered in an instant, and they asked Dr. Zhang in despair: "Doctor Zhang, are we only dead?" ”

Doctor Zhang soothed: "Wait, you defend the country, I will fight for this old life, and I will cure you." ”

When Chu Yunyao heard Elder Zhang's words, her face was moved, her chest shook, she glanced at Doctor Zhang appreciatively, and squatted down to answer the soldier's words: "You have to believe Doctor Zhang, you will soon be able to find out the symptoms." ”

Entering the pharmacy, Chu Yunyao looked at the corpse placed on the stretcher, and said to the person guarding the pharmacy: "You guys go out first." ”

After the two of them went out, Doctor Zhang closed the door and asked anxiously, "Little Doctor Fairy, do you have an answer?" Is the old man's judgment correct? ”

"Yes." Chu Yunyao looked around the pharmacy and took out a scalpel from the cabinet, "Dysentery is just a shield, taking antidiarrheal drugs can cure it, what causes them to die is actually poisoning." ”

"Poisoned?" Zhang Lao grabbed the stretcher tightly and said in a trembling voice: "Who is so vicious that he actually poisoned the barracks unknowingly?" Is this putting the safety of our north at risk?

What kind of poison is this? ”

"The answer will soon be available." Chu Yunyao said, reaching out to pick up the corpse's clothes.

"Little Doctor Fairy, what is this going to do?" Seeing that the upper body of the corpse was stripped by Chu Yunyao, Zhang Lao's eyes flashed, and he reminded: "Little doctor fairy, men and women don't kiss, don't look at indecent things." ”