Chapter 117: Let go of grievances
After a while, Lang Zhong came and took Tang Yulian's pulse.
Lang Zhong sighed, shook his head and said, "This old lady has been infected with the plague. ”
"Then you're going to prescribe medicine for her!" Xiao Ningning said urgently.
"The medicine I prescribe can only have the effect of delaying the course of the disease, and it can treat the symptoms but not the root cause." Lang Zhong said: "In the past few days, the people and patients in the county have all done this, and we have no better way." ”
"What then? Do you want to watch my mother die? Xiao Yiran said hurriedly.
"Brother Yiran, your injuries are not healed yet, don't be excited." Cheng Yuxi opened his mouth to persuade.
"My mother has reached the time of life and death, how can I not be in a hurry." Xiao Yiran looked distressed, like that, I can't wait to mention that Tang Yulian has suffered.
Song Qingyou cleared his throat and reminded: "You guys pay attention, so as not to be infected by her." ”
"Song Qingyou, do you have any human flavor? That's our mother, she's sick, are we going to abandon her as children? Xiao Ningning yelled angrily.
"Then you go ahead when I haven't said anything." Song Qingyou opened her mouth and said, she just asked these people to pay attention, and didn't say that they should ignore Tang Yulian, and sure enough, she didn't speculate for more than half a sentence.
Cheng Yuxi looked at Song Qingyou's eyes flashing slightly, and she said softly: "Miss Song seems to know a lot about this disease. ”
"I don't understand." Song Qingyou smiled.
Xiao Ningning reacted instantly and said, "Song Qingyou, you are a doctor, you will definitely be able to save my mother, right?" ”
"Xiao Ningning, you are really wrong this time, this time the condition is menacing, and I have no better way." Song Qingyou said truthfully, this Kushui County has reached the point of life and death, and there is no need for her to hold on to her previous grievances.
It's not that she's generous, she's really afraid that this group of people will end up dying with her.
She remembered the results of the last dissection and said, "But this time the disease is transmitted through the air, and to reduce the infection, it is necessary to reduce human contact." ”
"How can you reduce the lightness? Everyone looks up and doesn't see what they look down. Xiao Ningning said angrily, and rolled her eyes at her, when did Song Qingyou learn to talk nonsense?
Cheng Yuxi's eyes were complicated, she was still unsure when she saw the mask on Song Qingyou's face, but now she was completely sure that Song Qingyou was from the same place as her.
Song Qingyou's speech just now is completely consistent with the article she saw in their time to prevent infectious diseases.
This knowledge is not possessed by the doctors of this era.
Song Qingyou smacked his lips and said, "Anyway, I'm a kind reminder, believe it or not." ”
Lang Zhong's eyes lit up and said, "Girl, you also know medical skills?" ”
Song Qingyou nodded.
"You're right, among these patients that the old man came into contact with, all of them had weak pulses, which is a manifestation of a lack of yang water, which is the main lung, so it is a disease caused by the lungs." Lang Zhong sighed: "Why didn't I think of using this method to reduce the onset of illness? ”
"I'm going to tell my colleagues the news."
"Miss Song? Can you take a trip with the old man and tell the old man about your opinion, which will be of great benefit to the plague in our Kushui County. Lang Zhong asked.
Song Qingyou said: "Now at a critical juncture, Qingyou is duty-bound. ”
Xiao Ningning's face changed, and he said, "Song Qingyou, didn't you say that you have no way to do this disease?" ”
"I really can't do it, but that doesn't mean I don't know what kind of illness everyone has." She said lightly.
"It's really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves, one wave is stronger than the other, Miss Song can judge the symptoms of the villagers just by relying on the symptoms of the villagers, and she admires the old age." Lang Zhong arched his hand.
Song Qingyou rushed to the homes of several sick villagers with Lang Zhong.
She put on protective gloves and wrapped herself tightly before she dared to approach.
A few of them saw a young girl, dressed strangely, and cast inquiring glances.
The Lang Zhong, who had just given Tang Yulian his pulse, said, "Just now, Lord Fangcheng's mother-in-law has been determined to be suffering from the plague. ”
Several Lang Zhong sighed in unison and shook their heads helplessly.
"This girl is a master I invited, she has a unique opinion on this illness, and I would like to ask her to tell you about it." He introduced.
"Is it really okay to be an offspring?"
"She wasn't the girl who planted food for everyone on the orders of the county magistrate?"
"She knows how to heal? Is her medical skills good? ”
There was a lot of talking.
Song Qingyou cleared his throat and said, "Is there any better way for everyone to do it now?" ”
Everyone was slightly stunned, and instantly quieted down.
She continued to speak: "This plague is menacing, and non-human beings can control it, and now the infighting is not equivalent to self-defeat? ”
Several Lang Zhong looked at each other and lowered their heads in shame.
Song Qingyou then told everyone about the symptoms he saw.
A few Lang Zhong were puzzled: "Miss Song, how do you know what normal lungs look like?" ”
"Have you seen this before?"
"I've never seen this kind of treatment."
"Isn't that a job?"
"Miss Song, what the hell are you doing?"
The crowd looked at her suspiciously.
Song Qingyou's face sank, and he said, "You can not believe my words, but you think about it, the past dynasties, the solution to the plague!" ”
Hearing this, everyone's faces turned pale and froze in place.
Song Qingyou continued: "Since ancient times, the fastest and most effective way for the imperial court to solve the plague is to seal the city, and the people in the city cannot come out unless they die. ”
"You want to see Kushui County turn into a dead city?"
She explained softly, "You don't care how I know, as long as we follow what I say and try to control the scope of the plague, it is our hope to live." ”
Cheng Yuxi happened to come and heard Song Qingyou's impassioned words, and immediately said, "I believe in Miss Song." ”
Everyone looked at Cheng Yuxi, these two people don't deal with each other on weekdays.
At this time, Cheng Yuxi was able to take care of the overall situation, and Song Qingyou couldn't help but look at her with admiration.
Cheng Yuxi took a step forward and said loudly: "In the face of the epidemic, only if we are united, can there be hope for life. ”
Xiao Yishu stood behind the crowd, his eyes were deep, and he kept staring at Song Qingyou, as if there was some magic power on her body.
"Miss Cheng said it well!" He shouted.
The villagers who came to watch when they heard the movement applauded.
"Miss Song, our net worth and life in Kushui County will all be handed over to you and a few Langzhong."
"That's it, Miss Song, we are all counting on you."