In the remote west of the city, the silence of the streets was broken by the sound of crying, and in the pouring rain, the funeral procession looked particularly bleak.

"I heard that I'm only in my twenties, and the two younger ones in the family can't leave yet."

“。。 The daughter-in-law has already hanged herself twice, and it was easy to save her, and she said that she would die when she lay on the bed..."

"It's pathetic."

The people on the street pointed and pointed, and two young men in blue and gray clothes rushed over to block the way.

Their clothes were soaked with rain, and they seemed to be out of breath because they were in a hurry.

“。。 We are a daughter of the house.。。 Excuse me, this deceased died of diarrhea? One of them asked.

was suddenly stopped, and the funeral people were stunned, and when they heard this, they were even more stunned.

"Recently, there has been an epidemic of acute abdomen in the city, and it is ferocious, so we need to conduct a survey to find out how dense the scope is, so as to better determine the extent of this disease crisis." The disciple said, taking out a piece of paper.

Written above are the symptoms of an acute abdomen and tips for coping.

The family obviously heard about it too, and although they were a little displeased to be stopped, they still answered.

"It's not diarrhea." An older man said, mournful.

The two disciples glanced at each other and did not walk away.

"What's the reason for that?" They asked.

"Go away!" The people in the funeral procession got impatient and shouted, "I don't know when this is!" What are you asking! Look rare? Watching the excitement? ”

The two disciples were startled, and hurriedly explained again.

"No, no, we're just going to do a statistic, we're going to do this one," they said.

"Statistics? What are the statistics? Can you bring the dead back to life by counting? They shouted.

Of course it can't be.

"This is also for more people alive." The disciples explained.

But the family members didn't listen, rushed forward and pushed them away.

"Get out of here, or I'll break your legs!"

Watch the funeral procession go away. The two disciples stood helplessly in the rain.

"What should I do?" One of them asked.

"Master said, conduct an investigation on the premise of protecting yourself, and if your family members don't cooperate, don't force it." The other said, "Then let's go back, at least this one asked about the cause of death, and it wasn't in vain to chase this trip." ”

The first disciple nodded, but instead of just walking away, they took out a stack of papers in their bags and handed them out to the people around them who had not dispersed.

"Take a look. Pay attention to hygiene and epidemic prevention, and be sure to seek medical attention in time if there is any situation. ”

The people around took it, but most of them couldn't read, and watched the paper get together and talk to each other.

The two disciples gave a brief explanation, and then walked quickly along the street.

The hall is more lively than ever.

"It's not going to work. There are too many people. Qi Yue said, taking off his mask, revealing an anxious and tired face.

"Yes, in just three days, eight people have already been delivered." Liu Pucheng said, also full of exhaustion.

"At the moment, though, these patients are not contagious to each other. They are all people they don't know, but such a dense outburst is still terrifying. Qi Yue said.

"I'll go find Wang Qingchun again." Liu Pucheng turned his head and left.

Qi Yue hurriedly stopped him.

"What's the use of looking for that grandson, he can't do anything but make trouble. Go straight to the government. She said, "The rest of us will come by ourselves and mobilize the whole medical hall to help together." ”

Liu Pucheng nodded.

"Then give it a try, it's a matter of human life after all. I think after all, I am a healer, and I will not stand by and watch. He said. I'll take care of this, I'll go to the government to report it first, and then I'll go to the hospitals. ”

Qi Yue nodded.

"Also, we need to find a place outside the city as soon as possible, and although we can't find any signs of infection between people for the time being, we still have to take precautions in case the germ mutates and spreads from person to person..." Looking through the hall at the bustling street market, she said, "It's so dangerously populated here." ”

"Let Hu San do this." Liu Pucheng said.

Speaking of Hu San, Hu San happened to come in in a hurry.

"Master, the injection needle is burned, can you see if this is okay?" He said, coming over with a box in his hand.

Qi Yue hurriedly opened it, it was a white porcelain like those test tubes.

"Oh my God, it's so beautiful!" She exclaimed in amazement.

This is a syringe with a work of art specification, right?

"It's just that this needle really can't do what you are so thin, Master." Hu San said regretfully.

"Okay, okay, that's good enough." Qi Yue nodded in admiration.

Liu Pucheng also took it and admired it.

"That way we'll have enough syringes to inject penicillin." He said.

You don't have to wait for a sterilized needle to finish an injection like now.

For these patients with acute abdomen, a little more waiting is a little more dangerous.

"The craftsmen are rushing to work, and it is estimated that three more will be made tomorrow." Hu San said, wiping the rain or sweat on his face with his sleeve.

Qi Yue frowned again.

"Syringes are available, but penicillin may not be available," she muttered.

"Isn't penicillin extractable?" Liu Pucheng asked puzzled.

"But it was unstable, and we did fifty before and after, and in the end only two worked." Qi Yue said.

Oh my God, it's so low.

"Then there are more and more patients." Liu Pucheng frowned and said.

Qi Yue exhaled.

Needless to say, let's put all our efforts into extracting as many effective as possible.

"My lord, this Qianjintang can't be ignored!"

Wang Qingchun said loudly.

The prefect, who was looking through the paperwork behind the table, was startled.

This Wang Qingchun is just a small doctor, and he dares to come and yell at him, but he relies on someone above...

Thinking of this, the prefect smiled.

"Lord Wang, why do you have to be like that little woman?" He smiled, "Come, sit down and dissipate." ”

Where can Wang Qingchun sit down?

"Do you know what that woman is doing in the city right now?" He glared and said, "She..."

Before he could finish his sentence, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door. A young boy barged in.

"Dad, give me the pad." Huang Ziqiao said.

Originally, there was someone in the house, and he paused, but after seeing that it was Wang Qingchun, he raised his head and snorted, without lifting his eyelids at him.

The prefect coughed in a serious way, but he didn't say anything, and took out the ink pad.

"What do you want this for?" He asked casually. It's just pretending in front of people, not to get an answer at all.

Huang Ziqiao took it and left.

“。。 There were a few merchants who had sick people at home but refused to quarantine, so I went to close their shops! He said casually.

The prefect sighed, and he didn't know whether he heard it or not.

For him, it was okay for his son to do anything.

It's because Wang Qingchun is quick and grabbed Huang Ziqiao.

"Little boy. What are you going to do? He asked aloud.

Huang Ziqiao was worried that he didn't have a chance, and suddenly saw the old boy rushing over, and immediately raised his foot and kicked it.

"Fuck you, it's your turn to take care of me." He scolded.

Wang Qingchun was kicked away, but he still grabbed Huang Ziqiao's arm.

"Hey, hey, children are not sensible. Lord Wang, don't take it to heart. The prefect hurriedly rushed over and shouted.

Wang Qingchun's eyes were dark.

This is still called ignorance, your son did it first, and your eyes only look at your son's arm that was caught.

It's like I'm going to do it too much. Your son almost kicked me to death! You're blind!

What a fucking crooked upper beam and crooked lower beam!

"My lord, do you know what Childe is going to do?" He shouted loudly, startling the prefect.

The prefect was also a little unhappy, wasn't he just kicked lightly by his son. As for that, let's talk about it. If you hadn't pounced first, where would my son Qiao be like this.

Maybe Joe was scratched by this guy's arm or something.。。

Ziqiao's body has been greatly injured!

"Ziqiao, are you okay?" He immediately grabbed his son's arm, and at the same time shook off Wang Qingchun's hand heavily.

Isn't there someone up there, who hasn't had anyone up there these days?

"Your Excellency!" Wang Qingchun stomped his feet angrily and said, "This is the Qi lady who is making trouble and tricking the little boy to close the store!" ”

What the?

The prefect was startled and looked at Huang Ziqiao.

"If it weren't for you idiot deliberately getting in the way, would Qi Niangzi be so troublesome?" Huang Ziqiao said coldly, opened the book and walked out.

The prefect was busy dragging his son this time.

"What the hell is going on?" He asked.

If his son does something, it will naturally not be wrong, of course, his son will never be stupid enough to be used as a gun, but if it is that woman...

"Qi Niangzi spread the plague in the city, relying on her own miraculous medicine, door-to-door to ask people to report people with diarrhea, and to lock up those patients with diarrhea in a village outside the city..."Wang Qingchun said coldly, "Not only the living people she checked, but even the dead people she didn't let go, chasing people to ask how they died, if it wasn't for the family members to stop her, she would have opened the museum for autopsy!" ”

The prefect was dumbfounded.

Plague.

Plague!

"There's a plague!" He exclaimed, grabbing Huang Ziqiao's hand, "Take your mother back to the capital!" Leave right now! ”

"Your Excellency!" Wang Qingchun was about to explode, and shouted and grabbed the prefect's arm, "You heard it like this, think about it, how panicked the people will be now!" There are already a lot of big families who are moving out of their homes! ”

"Yes, yes, move away." The prefect nodded, with a little trepidation, "My God, the plague, I still remember the epidemic in Qingdefu back then, that was really... It was a night of empty city..."

"My lord, this is not a plague!" Wang Qingchun stomped his feet.

"Huh? Not a plague? The prefect looked at him with a little suspicion, "Why not?" Didn't Qi Niangzi say yes? ”

It's the woman again! Why does this woman say that everyone must believe it!

"This is not a plague, this is poisoning, it is the owner of Qingfeng Lou who has eaten unclean vegetables and meat, causing people who eat to vomit and diarrhea, I have followed the confession of the owner of Qingfeng Building to investigate and deal with several vegetable vendors and butchers, and those who later also vomited and diarrhea also confirmed that they bought vegetables and meat from these houses." Wang Qingchun said in one breath, "What a simple thing this is! How simple it is! I've announced it again and again! How simple and straightforward! But the woman had to make trouble! Do you have to panic and flee, alarm the court, and make Yongqing Mansion a joke for the court? ”

That's right, the prefect has finally woken up from a series of focuses from his son being bullied to Wang Qingchun's too villainous heart to the attack of the plague.

Walking around the rumors of the plague is undoubtedly tantamount to inciting civil unrest! (To be continued)