Su Mulian, who was woken up by force, rubbed her eyes a little displeased, looked at Lingzhi sleepily, and asked, "What happened?" ”

Lingzhi, who was anxious and worried, said: "Sister Lian, that Aunt Wang's daughter Wang Qin suddenly had a high fever that did not go away, and she was still talking in a dream, and she couldn't wake up no matter how she screamed. ”

Wang Qin is only five years old, her father is long gone, and her mother died of illness a few days ago, so she became an orphan, which is very pitiful.

This news made Su Mulian sleepy, and quickly stood up and walked to the ordinary room, and when everyone who had gathered together saw Su Mulian coming, they consciously gave way.

Wang Qin was lying on the straw mat, covered with a shabby dress, her skinny body was trembling slightly, and she saw that layers of sweat were rising on her forehead, and her peach-like little mouth was moving slightly, but she couldn't hear what she was saying.

Su Mulian knelt on the ground, propped up on the ground with one hand, touched her forehead with the other, and frowned: "It's so hot!" ”

"Sister Lian, what do you say this should be?" A woman said worriedly, "This Sister Qin was fine yesterday, why is she suddenly so sick and annoyed?" We...... We're in the same house, so we can't be infected, right? ”

Her words made people panic, and there were many discussions about solutions.

"Don't make any noise!" Su Mulian was a little upset when she heard this, and said dissatisfiedly.

At this moment, everyone was quiet and looked at Su Mulian.

"You're all wearing face masks, so don't panic." Su Mulian calmed everyone's restless hearts, so she tore off a piece of cloth from Wang Qin's clothes and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Then, Su Mulian's eyes stayed on the clothes covering her, which were very shabby and large, and it was obvious that they did not belong to her age.

"Whose clothes are you?" Su Mulian frowned and asked.

"Sister Lian, this is Aunt Wang's clothes." Lingzhi replied first, "Sister Qin is very fond of Aunt Wang, looking at this dress, it seems that Aunt Wang is also by her side."

When Su Mulian heard this, she suddenly realized, no wonder Wang Qin suddenly became seriously ill, so without saying a word, she picked up her clothes and walked to a pit outside, threw them in, and saw her picking up two stones and rubbing them against each other.

"Miss Su, what are you doing here?" Li asked curiously.

Others were also surprised by her behavior.

"I'm making a fire." Su Mulian replied.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was even more surprised, and said incredibly: "There is no flint, this can also make fire?" ”

Su Mulian didn't answer, and after a while, she rubbed sparks and took the opportunity to ignite her clothes, and soon, they were on fire.

"Sister Lian'er, why did you burn Sister Qin'er's clothes, what did she cover at night?" Lingzhi asked curiously, "Although it's summer, it's still quite cold at night, and besides, she's still sick!" ”

"It was this dress that made Sister Qin'er worse." Su Mulian pointed to the culprit and said solemnly.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone started to talk about it again.

"What's the matter with clothes?"

"Do clothes still kill?"

These questioning words reached Su Mulian's ears, and she could only sigh helplessly, these villagers are really ignorant, she, the king, with a group of bronzes, is very laborious, and then explained.

"The clothes belong to Aunt Wang, but after Aunt Wang died of illness, the clothes followed Sister Qin day and night, and after close contact, she would naturally be infected, resulting in an aggravation of her condition, and Sister Qin's physique was also very weak."

As soon as these words came out, everyone nodded brightly, and began to praise Su Mulian's cleverness again.

"Hurry up and burn the things of the deceased." Su Mulian was not interested in listening to these sycophants, so she hurriedly reminded, "There are also your own things, you must not give them to others, the plague can be transmitted through the air and objects." ”

Su Mulian added that she only hopes that everyone will pay attention to it and improve their awareness of self-prevention.

Then, everyone took their things and threw them into the pit.

Su Mulian also understood that the reason why this place is called Living Hell is that no one manages it, and the abacus in her heart has changed firmly.

At the appointed time, when Su Mulian came to the corner, Cheng Aoran was already there, and I saw him hand her the things.

"Why is it so heavy?" Su Mulian checked the packed things and asked suspiciously.

"In addition to herbs, there are clothes, cups, and food." Cheng Aoran said a little awkwardly.

After hearing this, Su Mulian smiled: "I didn't expect you to be quite caring." ”

Cheng Aoran's face stiffened even more, his eyes moved to the side, and he said in a slurred voice: "These...... It's all prepared by Mrs. Sue, and I'm ...... It's just a pass. ”

"My father, mother, and siblings, are you okay?" Su Mulian asked.

Cheng Aoran nodded and replied, "They are very good. ”

"Thank you, can you help me bring these herbs every day in the future?" Su Mulian asked.

Cheng Aoran nodded.

After hearing this, Su Mulian smiled lightly and told with concern: "It's not safe here, you should go back quickly." ”

"Okay." Cheng Aoran replied in a low voice, and then turned to leave.

Su Mulian returned to the courtyard and beckoned to ordinary people, that is, people like her, who were brought in under suspicion.

"Come and help me." Su Mulian said.

As soon as her words came out, everyone was very active and surrounded them, except for Mrs. Cheng, of course.

"Sister Lian, do you need any help?" A man in his thirties, said.

Su Mulian picked up the herb and waved it in front of everyone, and said unhurriedly: "This is wormwood." ”

"What is wormwood?" Lingzhi interrupted and asked curiously.

Su Mulian glanced at her, signaled not to interject, and replied: "Wormwood can kill bacteria and drive away evil spirits, anyway, it has a lot of uses, you just need to burn it, and then smoke the house." ”

Everyone nodded after hearing this, Su Mulian also distributed wormwood, and did not forget to remind: "Everyone must be serious, especially in the intensive ward, and must increase the dose of smoke." ”

"Sister Lian, don't worry." An old woman said with a grin.

"Sister Lian'er has a lot of methods." Another woman praised.

"Let's all get moving!" Lingzhi is urging on the side, lest these people will be endless.

Su Mulian, who had arranged things, was not idle, but walked under the simple shed and began to clean up, fortunately there was a small stove and medicine jar here, so she went to the well to wash it.

After the medicine was prepared, he put it in the medicine jar, lit the fire, and boiled the medicine carefully.

I saw Mrs. Cheng's sneering voice behind me.

"I heard you were a fool before, how come you know how to heal now? There's not going to be any poison here, is it? ”