Poria was busy from day to midnight, and people were very tired, so they simply sat down to take a nap and replied to Zhao Jian's words, "You don't know, since yesterday noon, someone has come to consult with each other, scattered and scattered, adding up to seven or eight, all of which are emergencies of vomiting and diarrhea, and they are not serious at first, and the old man prescribed medicine, so I didn't care much." ”

"Who knew that last night, Brother Xiao of the Li family in the south of the village came to seek medical treatment with his fainting old mother on his back, saying that he was vomiting and diarrhea / for two or three days, and the person was gone. His mother's face was sallow, her cheeks were sunken in, and she looked at the skeleton, but fortunately it was delivered in time, and the old man rescued her. ”

Zhao Jian listened to the surprise and asked, "Can vomiting and diarrhea still make people dizzy?" ”

"People live on whole grains, and they don't get dizzy when their stomachs are empty." Poria God is saying: "Anyway, after taking the example of the old mother of the Li family, the old man is like being under a spell, and there are many more one after another, all of them are the same symptoms, from morning to night, and the stomach vomits water after vomiting, how terrifying and terrifying it is...... It's just that your child has a fever, which is different from them. ”

Zhao Jian touched his nose and said with a forced smile: "My child may have suffered from the wind chill during the change of seasons, but it is not a curse. ”

"Well, it's okay." Poria got up and rose up, patted her tired face in fear, and said, "Let your children rest in bed more these days, don't go out to play in the mud with your ass when you have nothing to do, I am also almost resting, and I want to give the old lady a hand." ”

"Eh, thank you, doctor." Zhao Jian sent people to the door, waited for them to go away, thought about it, and closed the doors and windows.

Staying until dawn, paying the money and taking my son away, there is always a feeling of insecurity.

*

The next day, Zhao Jian probed his son's forehead again, and the fever had almost subsided, so he woke him up, paid the silver money and thanked him, and then pulled Zhao Zhang to rush home.

Xiuniang had already reached her head to look out, Zhao Jian saw his wife from a distance, picked up Zhao Zhang, took three steps into two steps, and soon arrived at the door.

Zhao Zhangbi shouted "Mother", Xiuniang happily took her son, put her lips against his forehead to test the temperature, felt the normal temperature between the skins, and then breathed a sigh of relief, and complained again: "Why did I go all night, I was worried for a while." ”

After Xiuniang mentioned it, Zhao Jian remembered the weeping patients in Cui Langzhong's backyard last night, and said: "I was about to tell you that when I took Zhang'er to see a doctor last night, I saw many patients lying in Cui Langzhong's backyard, vomiting and diarrhea, describing horror, and vomiting and fainting. I saw that the patients living in the backyard house were really terrible, so I closed the doors and windows, and took Zhang'er to Cui Langzhong's house for one night, and only dared to come back at dawn. ”

"Why is it vomiting and diarrhea again?" Xiuniang frowned, and thought: "The eldest son of the Zhang family next door this morning is also vomiting and diarrhea, from last night to morning, I opened the door to feed the chickens this morning, and happened to meet Zhang Da going out to work with a hoe, and his face was ...... It's not as white as a normal person, and when I heard that people were still hoeing in the ground, I rolled my eyes and fainted...... It's still a mess next door, and now I'm afraid that Uncle Zhang will drive the ox cart to the town for treatment. ”

Zhao Jian's eyebrows jumped, and he immediately pulled Xiuniang into the house, closed the door tightly, and said in a low voice: "Don't go out these days, let's stay at home with some food and drink, I see that the disease is strange." ”

Xiuniang didn't care, "Husband is too worried, it just so happens that the spring cold has caught up in the past few days, and most of them are cold." ”

Besides, there are still so many vegetables waiting to be cleaned up in the field, and the seedlings have not been planted, so I stay at home without doing anything, and I am afraid that I will not wait to drink the northwest wind this year.

"There is no such coincidence in the world." Zhao Jian said in a deep voice: "Lady, do you still remember the illness in our county eleven years ago? At first, it was not the same as now, and suddenly everyone was guilty of the same symptoms, and everyone didn't think so, and it became more and more serious later, and relatives Lingju died one after another, and even the two of us were almost hit, don't forget, lady. ”

Thinking of eleven years ago, Xiuniang's face turned pale for a moment, it was a nightmare that every citizen of You County did not want to experience.

At that time, everyone was suddenly infected with the cold, and no one cared about it at first, and they still took care of their own work, sold vegetables, and went out of stalls, and life was as usual, and everything was normal. Until the first person vomited blood and died in the busy city, and then it was as if someone had lowered his head to the plague god, and the people who vomited blood and died one after another, and a black demon-like barrier shrouded Youxian......

If you think about it carefully, isn't this vomiting and diarrhea disease not much different from before the epidemic?

Could it be that the plague god has been out for eleven years and has returned to You County?

Xiuniang's eyelids jumped, and the more she thought about it, the more panicked she became, and said in horror: "What the husband said is right, we will stay at home, don't go anywhere, and make plans after getting through this period of time." ”

On the same day, Zhao Jian reinforced the doors and windows by one layer, and thickened and heightened the fence outside the house.

Xiuniang took a pair of children to the vegetable field to look for vegetables, found two baskets and came back, and then busily pickled some of them for storage.

The two thought that if they made plans first, the family would be able to survive the catastrophe by eating and eating.

Because eleven years ago, the imperial court sent additional doctors to help them also instructed them to close the door and stay at home.

Without human contact, the plague miraculously turned around.

Therefore, the Zhao family and his wife had a preconceived idea, thinking that according to the successful experience in the past, they would definitely be able to let their family escape this catastrophe.

However, there were unforeseen circumstances, but that night, Zhao Zhang fell ill again, not a fever, but vomiting and diarrhea.

Zhao Jian and Xiuniang couldn't sit still, so they helplessly helped their son to smooth his breath and irrigate water.

Far from getting better, the situation has deteriorated dramatically.

Zhao Zhang vomited out the pasty food residue, and began to vomit water, and in the second half of the night, the water was also vomited, so he hung his head and retched, just like the evil spirit, no consciousness, only mechanical vomiting, the toilet also ran back and forth more than ten times, and finally took the person out, his legs were already weak, and he fell to the ground.

Xiuniang hugged her pale son and couldn't stop crying.

I burned all night last night, and today I vomit and diarrhea, and I can't stand it even if I am an adult, not to mention that he is only a five-year-old child.

Zhao Jian punched the wall door, and finally ran to Cui Langzhong's house with Zhao Zhang on his back.

This time, there was no longer the silence of last night in front of Cui Lang's house, but a long queue of people.

Almost all the people in the team were guilty of the same disease as Zhao Zhang, their eyes were dull, their faces were sallow, and they were bent over their stomachs with their stomachs in their hands, as if they had been sucked out of their essence by the mountain spirits.

As the days passed, more and more people became sick.

The peasants in the village couldn't get down to work in the fields, so they knelt down and vomited with the doors and windows, and after vomiting, they ran to the latrine, and after a quarter of an hour, they came out with a white face, crawling on the ground and vomiting wildly.

Only the Cui family and his wife know medical skills in the village, and there are no other doctors within a radius of a few miles, so they have to go to the town.

To get to the town, you need to take an ox cart, there are not many cattle in the village, and the ox cart goes slowly, hurrying and hurrying, swaying, it takes two or three hours, and many people die on the road before they can make it to the end.

The villagers could not, so they could only pin their hopes on Cui Langzhong, the only person in the neighborhood who could heal.

In the past few days, the peasants who came to seek medical treatment were lying on the ground, and the smell of vomit was floating in the air, which was unbearable.

The Cui family and the only two medicine boys have not closed their eyes for a few days, and the small pharmacy has put two rows of steaming medicines, and the four of them guard four or five medicine stoves with two hands, holding a pu fan to fan the wind and boil the medicine.

Puffs of green smoke rose from the front yard of Cui's house, jars of medicine residue were poured out, and bowls of boiled medicine were also sent to the mouths of the villagers, but instead of getting better, more and more people got sick, and even young children and elderly people with weak physiques died one after another.

Gradually, in many villagers' homes, this house is stinking and vomiting, and the house is filled with family members who have not had time to be buried, and the chaotic scene of yin and yang has become the norm.

The epidemic suddenly hung an invisible knife on the head of each villager, and no one knew which knife would be pointed at him one day, but there were always people who would be cut off by the knife, suffering from inexplicable vomiting and diarrhea, and finally vomited themselves into a skeleton and died an undignified death.

They were in a state of panic all day long, their brows darkened, the fear that had accumulated in their hearts grew, the strings hanging in their heads tightened day by day, and in the end, they only crumbled.

The fuse that the building was about to collapse finally came, and it was said that it was not expected, and it struck an innocent person.

Bai Zhi, another medicine boy of the Cui family, brought the boiled medicine to the villagers who were paralyzed at the door as usual.

Because the treatment has been ineffective for a long time, everyone smells the medicine, and they are no longer as eager as usual, but more of a sad expression, and there is a long-lasting dead air floating between their eyebrows.

Angelica Angelica is not as jumpy as Poria cocos, and knows how to enliven the atmosphere, so she only sighed and gave the medicine to a young man.

The young man kept his face calm for a long time, took the medicine, Bai Zhi bent down and picked up another bowl in the food box, and was about to hand it to others, but the young man tilted his hands and poured all the brown and black water in the bowl on her head.

The scalp is very sensitive to the perception of heat and cold, even if the potion is no longer hot when it was baked, Bai Zhi's head is still black, and the medicine bowl in the palm of his hand falls to the ground with a shake of his hands.

The sticky juice slid down Bai Zhi's hair and down her cheeks, and she was stunned for a moment, her eyes fixed on the fierce young man in front of her.

No one expected the sudden change, and the wailing patients at the door also stopped howling and stared blankly.

The young man had a gloomy face, kicked away a mess of rocks at his feet, and scolded, "I don't see the disease getting better when I take medicine every day, but it is getting more and more serious, Lao Tzu really doesn't want to eat it, there were a few dead in the east yesterday, did Cui Lao Na poison the medicine, deliberately poisoning us rural people who don't know medical skills!" ”

Bai Zhi's face was white, she brushed away the juice on her face, her face was ugly, and she sneered: "My lord uses serious cold medicine, I don't believe you take the medicine to the town pharmacy for testing, don't believe it!" ”

"Believe it or not, aren't you up to the mark? Let's ask who knows medical skills in ten miles and eight townships, isn't it just you Master Cui, now the life and death of the whole village are all due to your Master Cui's hands. ”

Someone chimed in: "Yes, I don't think this disease is serious, but since taking your old man's medicine, the big guy's condition has begun to deteriorate slowly?" ”

"The old mother of the Li family was originally a person with a full beard and a full tail, but she died after taking Master Cui's medicine, so there won't be anything strange here."

Bai Zhi looked at those people, they seemed to have found a spiritual outlet when they were still sick, their eyes were shining, and they sprayed the spittle of reporting the Cui family.

The more the villagers talked, the more excited they became, and Bai Zhi was drowning in their gossip at a loss, and the tone of the counterattack seemed lacking and thin.

She opened her mouth to argue, and the whispers of fighting alone were finally the attacks of dozens of people, and the words of argument were quickly drowned out in the loud rebukes of the villagers. Bai Zhi gritted her teeth and put the rest of the medicine on the ground, got up and ran back to Cui's house.

Closing the door seemed to be able to isolate the bad words, Bai Zhi followed the door twice, turned around angrily, and saw the Cui family couple and Poria who had already packed their bags, Bai Zhi looked at the old man and Mrs. in a daze, and her tears couldn't stop falling.

"Bai Zhi is back, go to the back room to pack up your things, and when it gets dark, we'll leave here."

Mrs. Choi sighed and wiped away the tears from the girl's face.

"Those people are very unreasonable and slander the master!" Angelica bit her lip and sobbed.

Cui Langzhong patted Bai Zhi's shoulder, "It's because of my poor medical skills that I can't save everyone, and now this disease is getting more and more serious, and the villagers have complaints, no wonder everyone." ”

"It's just that the same illness suddenly broke out for a while, I'm afraid it's not an ordinary disease, when we leave the village, we will go to the county to report to the official, and this matter must be known to the court as soon as possible."