To the west of the town, the Fenglai Inn. Sick moans and sad cries could be heard from the closed door.

After Ling Xue arranged for the two babies to take care of Jun Moxiang drunk, she and Chengzi were led by Xiao Er, and walked through the streets and alleys for a long time before walking to the Fenglai Inn in the west of the town.

The three of them wore isolation gowns that had been boiled and dried in vinegar and stopped at the door of the inn, and Ling Xue took out homemade masks and told them to put them on. The streets were deserted and depressed, filled with the sounds of sick moans and sad weeping.

Ling Xue couldn't help frowning, what kind of infectious disease is it, it is so powerful, it has turned a bustling and lively town into such a thing in just a few days, no matter what kind of illness it is, she, a person from the twenty-first century, will she still be stumped?

Xiao Er endured the pungent vinegar sour taste, looked uncomfortable, and looked at Ling Xue with a suspicious gaze. I thought to myself, can wearing this vinegar-boiled clothes really isolate the source of the disease and prevent it from being infected? It's not that he doubts, if it really can, why haven't the old people mentioned it? Even the town's famous doctor was helpless. He's a son-in-law, can heal... Why did he call me when he came to die? I'm still young... Not married yet... I don't want to die so early yet... Xiao Er, who didn't know the inside story, kept slandering Ling Xue in his heart.

"Why are you still stunned? Hurry up and open the door..."Seeing Xiao Er's suspicious and resentful gaze, Chengzi urged coldly unhappily.

He actually doubted their master, their master was a well-known good doctor in Nanyang, not only rejuvenated by his medical skills, but also a great benevolent person who applied medicine to help the poor. It is your blessing to meet him, and it is really annoying to look at the master with such eyes. If he hadn't known that the master was a woman, kind-hearted, and didn't care about these, he would have given him a taste of the chestnut a long time ago.

Although Xiao Er is extremely reluctant to open the door, what can he do, he is just a little Xiao Er, who told him to be miserable? May the Bodhisattva bless him with great blessings and a great life.

As soon as the door opened, there were patients lying on the floor in agony, and there were no tables and chairs in the huge hall, but there were sick patients lying everywhere. There are also some family members of patients who are taking care of them unabated, and there are several family members of patients in the bottom who are crying heartbrokenly, and it seems that someone has died of illness.

Seeing this scene, Ling Xue was also sad in her heart, in this ancient time when technology was backward, if you encounter a disease that is difficult to treat, you can only resign yourself to fate, unlike now, when science and technology are developed, as long as it is not a terminal disease, it can generally be cured and recovered.

Sad to be sad, Ling Xue quickly calmed down her emotions, at this moment it was important to save people, she walked quickly to a patient closest to the door to check on the condition.

At the same time, the patients who looked at Ling Xue and the three of them finally understood that these masked weirdos with a sour smell of acetate were here to treat them, but they didn't know how these people's medical skills were, so many doctors came before, all of them came in vain, and some of them were accidentally infected, these people seem so young, can they really save them by coming here?

"Little doctor, you'd better get out of here! This plague is so powerful, you are still so young, what if you get it? ”

"Even the famous doctors in the neighborhood are helpless about this disease, you better get out of here quickly!"

"It's not our life to get this disease..."

"Ugh..."

"Get out of here! Don't let your parents send black-haired people..."

"Let's get out of here......"

As Ling Xue carefully and attentively diagnosed the pulse of each patient and analyzed the condition. Her appearance made many patients think that she couldn't diagnose her like the previous doctors, so they all persuaded her one after another. Although they hope to be saved, looking at so many helpless doctors who come and go, their hearts have long looked down on life and death. They don't have a good life to contract this incurable disease, and they just hope that no innocent people will be infected again.

"Fellow villagers, I understand your kindness, you have to believe that I have the ability to cure you, I have diagnosed your condition, believe me, you will all get better..."

Hearing everyone's kind voices, Ling Xue was very moved. She was unable to respond to them in time just now after taking care of a comprehensive analysis of their condition, but now that she has diagnosed their condition, she is full of confidence.

In fact, they are infected with a certain virus, resulting in a persistent high fever, followed by vomiting and diarrhea caused by the stomach and intestines infected by the virus, so those doctors are helpless, after all, they all use decoction, unlike in modern times, there are fever-reducing injections that can be played, and everything is easy to do when the fever subsides. Now they can't get rid of fever, it's hard to eat medicine and food, so it's difficult to treat, the mortality rate is high, and the virus is transmitted through the respiratory tract.

"Really? Doctor? Can they really be cured? ”

"We are saved..."

"Dad, did you hear that? This disease can be cured... Woo..."

"Little doctor, if you can cure us of this disease, I am willing to treat you as a cow and a horse..."

"We believe you ......"

After Ling Xue's confident voice sounded, both the patient's family and the patient became excited, they saw a glimmer of hope in Ling Xue's confident expression, and their originally dead hearts came back to life.