There are dead people, and a lot of people have died in Cloud Village."

"Doctor, save my mother, I was fine just now, but I vomited not long after I went back."

"Help my dad, he burned all night."

"My brother can't go, please help me......

There were twice as many people running as they did in the morning, and even the beggars and homeless people rushed to rush forward.

More than 2,000 people came last night, and three or four hundred of them were infected with the epidemic, which means that half of them did not come to Yucun for treatment because of distrust and the fact that beggars did not dare to show up.

Fenghua originally wanted to settle the patients at night first, and then go to each village and broken temple during the day to persuade people to come to quarantine, but early in the morning, the villagers escaped, and she was annoyed and helpless.

The prescription has not yet been dispensed, and the villagers do not trust it; There are not enough people to enforce it.

At this moment of helplessness, people ran back again, still swarming, crying dad and calling mother, what is the situation?

"Follow me to block it, lead those who are not sick to the open place in the east, line up these two lines for the infected people, take the west passage for the seriously ill, and release them after Doctor Sun confirms that they are seriously ill." Fenghua immediately ordered.

Fortunately, when there were not many people just now, in order to avoid the chaotic and inefficient situation last night, she improved the queuing passage and various wards.

Still, it was chaotic for an hour or so at first to guide people to where they should be.

After maintaining order, everyone continued to take care of the patients, and half of the people showed symptoms of infection, and the number of seriously ill patients increased, and the number of deaths also skyrocketed.

"Why did you come back in a panic?" Fenghua asked a mild patient.

"Cloud Village, our Cloud Village, half of the people died overnight." The patient took the medicine bowl with trembling hands and said with a panicked expression.

"Yuncun had the fewest dead people, because they feared the gods the most, but I don't know who offended the gods last night...... It's horrible." The person next to me picked it up.

"What god? It must be that the people of your Cloud Village refused to come to the treatment last night and missed the time."

"Didn't you get cured yet?"

Fenghua was silent, and did not prohibit people's discussion and quarrels, picking out the information they wanted.

"Sister, many of us in the Dragon King Temple can't move, can you go and save them?" A dark-faced child whispered a plea as he took the medicine bowl.

"Where's the Dragon King's Temple?" Fenghua asked subconsciously, only to find out that this child had actually recognized his identity, so he looked at the tattered child, "You keep it secret for me, and I will keep it secret for you."

She found out that it was also a girl.

"I promise you, the Dragon King Temple is east of Yun Village." The little girl hastened to answer.

Fenghua swept around, Qianhe took five people to treat the seriously ill, ten people to take care of the mild patients, five people to decoct medicine, and the rest of the people to maintain order and deal with emergencies, everyone was overloaded, and no one could get out.

"I can't leave." She muttered.

"My aunt is still there, and the people in the temple are dying, so I can take you there." The little girl finally couldn't hold back her tears.

Saying this, Fenghua realized that this is indeed a problem, and the people who can come here are either mildly ill or have families. Not only the Dragon King Temple, but every village must have left people who can't walk.

"Let me go in and take care of my daughter, she's only two years old, and only I can understand what she says." There was a cry from the entrance to the mild ward.

Fenghua has an idea.

Those who were not sick did not want to go home, gathered together, and had to send two people to maintain order, which was a waste of manpower.

And most parents are willing to go into the hospital to take care of their children, and the job of the mild area is to deliver and feed medicine, and they should be competent. In this way, some doctors will be able to treat seriously ill people, and Qianhe can dispense and test medicines with peace of mind.

This is a war epidemic related to the survival of the suburban village, and in the absence of help, everyone can participate in order to earn the greatest vitality.

Fenghua said thank you to the little girl, and went to discuss with Qianhe.

Wang Qianhe was frowning, because he had failed even two or three drug tests. The scene was chaotic, and a person died in less than half an hour, and he couldn't calm down.

As soon as he heard Fenghua's idea, he nodded frequently, "Fortunately, with you, a female general, planning, I can only heal the disease, and I forget to think about these things."

Fenghua immediately came to the eastern crowd gathering place and asked everyone to be quiet and stand according to the village. Soon, the crowd stood in seven piles, six village piles and one beggar heap.

She understands that time is life, and does not intend to spend time to move with emotion and reason, and publish a long speech to mobilize everyone, but directly issue tasks.

"Those who have fathers, mothers, wives and children in the ward, and those who are willing to go in and take care of the sick, stand here. Let me state first that if you enter the ward, you will have a higher chance of being infected, and you will have to take care of a few other patients."

"I'm not afraid, I'm going to take care of my girl."

"I'm going to take care of my daddy."

Among the hundreds of people who automatically asked for help, Fenghua removed those who were frail and sick, too old and too young, and selected 60 people to go to the mild disease area, and each person needed to take care of more than 30 patients.

Then she walked up to the beggars and the homeless people, "How many temples are there?"

"Nine."

"Is there any other place to live?"

"There are four."

The answer to the question was the same person, Fenghua had a plan in his heart, and directly ordered: "You take the strong people here to search these twelve places, and carry the people who can't walk over."

Then he looked at the rest of the beggars and homeless, "I promise to give you a livelihood in the future, so that you will not be displaced."

Hearing this, a group of people who had long been dead set on life suddenly became restless.

Then, in the same way, she quickly selected the leaders of each village, and told them to go back to their villages to carry the people who could not move.

Naturally, there are also people who do not cooperate and are afraid of death and refuse to return to the village, Fenghua provides other jobs according to each person's situation, such as cleaning up the scene, boiling water and cleaning, carrying ingredients, cooking and cooking, burying corpses, and so on.

It's really unwilling to do anything, Fenghua is to show the silver whip, and the second is to threaten to get sick and incurable, and directly put an end to people who are lazy and lazy.

At noon, Fenghua took a quick inventory, and there were less than 5,000 people left in the village, half of whom were sick and half were non-sick. Among the patients, 1,600 were mild and 700 were severe, and the number of infected cases is still rising.

In other words, 2,000 people have died in the village.

Now, Wang Qianhe was able to lead three medical officers to test the medicine with peace of mind, but there were still too few medical officers.

Xiaoqi, will you come?

"Dead, dead again!"

"Daddy is foaming at the mouth!"

"They vomited too!"

Panicked voices rang out among the uninfected crowd.

Wang Qianhe and Fenghua rushed over, only to see dozens of people in Yun Village, as well as hundreds of people in the beggar group, foaming at the mouth of the brush.

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