"Mo Niang, don't worry, it's okay, I'll go treat them now." Jiang Jiujiu patted Mo Niang's hand and comforted him, turned around and went directly to the intensive care ward.

"Then I'll help you!"

"Okay."

Jiang Jiujiu and Mo Niang came to the intensive care ward, fed the people inside with streptomycin medicine, treated their wounds and retreated.

……

At this time, outside the town......

"Open the door, let's get in!" Huangpu Yi said on horseback.

"But Lord Rui? No entry is allowed here! A man dressed as a lieutenant said.

"Now that you know, don't open the door yet!" Huang Puyi looked at the person and said lightly.

"Lord Rui, please don't be embarrassed, the emperor said that except for the doctor, the doctor, and Langzhong, the rest of the people who can enter are not allowed to enter."

"You let someone in this morning, don't think I don't know!"

"This morning's person is a divine doctor who invited the moon boy, of course you can go in." The adjutant general still refused to give in and let the Huangpu wing in, in addition to the military orders of the soldiers, there is also an important point, if the prince Rui is the prince, if something happens to the prince, ten old bags are not enough to cut.

……

In the end, Huangpu Wing still didn't go in...... Why didn't you go in, it was because Jiang Jiujiu came and rejected him directly, and Huang Puyi had to agree for the sake of happiness in the future.

……

In the dead of night, Mo Niang changed her clothes, soaked in medicinal soup, and when she pushed the door in, she saw Jiang Jiu buried in a big push book, while still writing and painting something. Quietly walked over, picked up a piece of paper, and saw Juanxiu's fly-headed small block writing: Forsythia, raw licorice, mint, coptis, prunella, large fritillary...... Some drug names.

I took another one, and it read: The initial manifestations of the plague are: chills, high fever, swollen cheeks...... Looking down at Jiang Jiujiu, who was still concentrating on the medical book, there was a trace of warmth in his heart. Leaned over and took Jiang Jiujiu in his arms, "September, it's time to rest!" Don't get too tired. ”

"Mo Niang, it's okay, I'll sort these out first." Jiang Jiujiu smiled slightly.

"Oh well! By the way, Liu Ling's girl is also here. ”

"Isn't she supposed to study in the Medical Valley? How did you get here? ”

"Liu Ling's talent is good, she learns quickly, plus I have learned a lot from you outside before, and I got started quickly, so I brought her with me this time."

"I see."

Jiang Jiujiu buried his head and began to tidy it up again, Mo Niang sat aside and picked up the embroidery basket to start doing the handiwork, Jiang Jiujiu saw Mo Niang doing the handiwork and sat down to do it together.

When Liu Ling came, he saw Mo Niang and Jiang Jiujiu sewing the white brocade covered under the lamp.

Liu Ling was puzzled: "What are you doing sewing this?" ”

Mo Niang explained: "The infected people who are quarantined must always be guarded, if the guards are also infected with the plague without knowing it, won't no one dare to guard them in the future?" That's why I came up with this white brocade covering. Soak the sewn white brocade with the herbs prepared in September, and then cover your mouth and nose with it, so that the chance of infection will be reduced! ”

"There are countless soldiers, yachas, and doctors who come into contact with infected people every day, and you sew them one by one, slowly, and it costs your eyes." Liu Ling was puzzled.

Mo Niang's eyes rolled around, and she said with a smile: "Then September and I are responsible for sewing the white brocade of a few people in the other courtyard." Then call on all the women in the city who are not yet infected to sew together, so that there will be no delay. ”

Mo Niang's method is indeed good. On the second day, a notice was issued informing the uninfected women in the city to sew white brocade covering their faces together.

When the uninfected women in the city heard that this could be prevented, they all took active action. It didn't take long for all the white brocade needed to be ready.

One side of prevention and one side of treatment.

After a week of close inspection, it was not until it was determined that there was no possibility of a plague that the whole town lifted martial law, but it was after this rectification that the hygiene awareness of the whole town was greatly improved, and some bad habits that were usually not paid attention to were also corrected.