Chapter Thirty-Three: 'Help' Fu Shui, Sudden Piety

Nieyang County.

Since the sudden outbreak of the typhoid plague, the hospital was full of patients at first, and the queue of patients went from inside the hospital to outside the hospital.

Later, even the doctor collapsed.

The hospital was closed.

Soon after, more and more people contracted the typhoid plague.

Some people hope that the yamen in the county will step in and stop the spread of the plague.

However, when I arrived at the Yamen, the county order had already run away, and the county Cheng was also packing up his things and preparing to run away, going to his hometown in the countryside to avoid the plague.

Without the constraints of the government, the situation suddenly became chaotic.

A number of rangers who are not afraid of death have taken advantage of this opportunity to loot everywhere and make a fortune.

The merchants, who didn't want to do business, saw someone robbing and hurriedly closed their shops.

For a while, everyone was in danger, and the already deserted streets suddenly became even more deserted.

Everyone was afraid of the plague and the rangers who were causing trouble.

In broad daylight.

The streets in the county town are full of doors, and you can't even see a ghost.

Zhang's house.

Zhang Zhongjing, who is in his twenties, is waiting by his mother's side.

Ever since my mother was infected with the typhoid plague, the servants were afraid that they would not dare to serve even if they were beaten.

Zhang is also a kind-hearted person, and he did not force his subordinates to serve.

But Zhang Zhongjing, as a son, couldn't watch his mother fend for herself, so he rushed home from a hospital in another place overnight, regardless of the danger, and took care of his mother by his side.

Zhang Zhongjing has developed a strong interest in medicine since he was a child, and at first he saw the story of Bian Que visiting Qi Huanhou in the history books, and admired Bian Que's superb medical skills.

"Every time I look at the diagnosis of the Yue people, I look at the color of Qi Hou, and I don't sigh at his talent."

With the support of his father, he studied medicine under Zhang Bozu from the same county.

Zhang Bozu is a well-known doctor in Nanyang with superb medical skills.

And Zhang Zhongjing is even more talented.

However, when he was in his twenties, he had already learned Zhang Bozu's lifelong medical skills.

It can be said that the blue is better than the blue.

But even so, in the face of the typhoid plague, he was still helpless, and he didn't know where to start, so he could only serve his mother with all his heart, brewing some decoctions that treated the symptoms but not the root cause, hoping that his mother could survive this hurdle.

Typhoid fever, and typhoid fever again......

Zhang Zhongjing's expression was full of worry.

A few years ago, when the typhoid plague broke out, several members of the family were infected with typhoid fever.

Zhang Zhongjing's own grandfather died in this plague.

His uncle, his cousin, and even his cousin's newborn child died of the typhoid plague.

Now his mother is also suffering from typhoid fever.

Zhang Zhongjing's face was a little gloomy, his brows were frowning tightly, and he never let go for a moment.

On the sickbed, Zhang's breath was heavy, she glanced at Zhang Zhongjing, and said weakly: "Child, birth, old age, sickness and death, are all fixed numbers, you don't need to suffer, it is enough for my mother to live to such a long age...... It's just a pity that I didn't see your father before I died. ”

"Mother! You'll be fine, don't say such things! Zhang Zhongjing said bitterly.

"A few years ago, many people in my family died of typhoid fever, and since I contracted this disease, I know that I will not live long, and you don't need to comfort you...... Ahem! ”

Zhang's voice was weak and intermittent, followed by heart-rending coughs, one after another, as if he wanted to cough out all his internal organs.

Zhang Zhongjing hurriedly patted Zhang's back gently, wanting to make his mother feel better.

After coughing for a while, Zhang looked at the palm of his hand, and a lot of blood was coughed up mixed with sputum.

Zhang Zhongjing hurriedly brought the silk cloth over and wiped his mother's palm clean.

Zhang's expression was depressed, and he continued to speak weakly, as if he was giving his last words.

"You go to study medicine, I didn't approve of it at first, Hua Tuo, who is much older than you, is famous all over the world for his superb medical skills, he wants to step into the official career but can't get what he wants, you were born in a family of eunuchs, but you want to study medicine ......"

"But later, I figured out that your father has been an official all his life, with ups and downs, ups and downs, walking on thin ice every day, trembling at every step......"

"Being an official is like going to the battlefield, it is difficult for a good person to be an official, you are soft-natured, you are too kind, you are not suitable to be an official at all, it is better to be a respected doctor, at least there is no worry about your life."

"However, even if you are a doctor, you can't be blindly kind, you have to learn to distinguish right from wrong......"

Zhang said a lot intermittently, she is usually a strict mother image, but it is precisely like this, she rarely talks to Zhang Zhongjing.

At this moment, it seems that he wants to say all the words he has not said before.

She was afraid that she would never have the opportunity to talk to her children again.

……

Lu Yu gave his own advice to Qu Shuai Zhang Mancheng, hoping to prevent problems before they happen.

However, among those conditions, it is too difficult to fully achieve them.

Although masks can be replaced with silk cloth, the protective effect will definitely be greatly reduced, and if it is used repeatedly, the effect will be even more minimal.

As for not drinking raw water, it requires a lot of fuel, and it is really reluctant to do it all.

And how can the habit of drinking raw water be changed in a while?

Even if Qu Shuai spoke, it was still impossible to order a ban.

Sneak down and drink raw water, who knows? Who can find out?

A lot of people take a fluke and think they're going to be fine.

As a result, something really happened, and it was too late to regret it.

As for quicklime disinfection, this thing is cheap, but it is scattered all over the place, and it does have a lot of effects.

But it is still a bit impractical to stop the spread of typhoid plague with this.

It didn't happen or it happened.

Someone in Taiping Road was infected with typhoid plague.

What hasn't been done yet.

One to ten, ten to hundred.

In the blink of an eye, a large piece fell!

All of a sudden, the believers of the Taiping Dao were in danger.

Many people are looking for Dharma protectors and Qu Shuai, hoping to get some runes from the great sages and good teachers.

Whether it is to treat people who have already contracted typhoid fever or as an antidote.

You can't just watch these faithful believers die of the plague, can you?

In Taiping Road, the call for Fu Shui is getting louder and louder.

It's like the last straw for the big guys!

Zhang Mancheng was very helpless.

Outsiders don't know Fu Shui's tricks, as an old man who follows Zhang Jiao, can he still not know what this Fu Shui is?

But now, Fu Shui's trick must be staged again, and people's hearts must be stabilized!

Those who died because of the typhoid plague were directly branded as "unbelievers."

According to the usual practice, if you drink the runic water, there should be twenty or thirty people out of a hundred.

These people are the proof of the miracle of "Fu Shui"!

In this way, if some people die, the cohesion of Taiping Dao will rise!

Zhang Mancheng smiled bitterly, and immediately announced a news, the great sage and good teacher already knew the news of the typhoid plague here in Nanyang, and he had sent someone to send the talisman, everyone was saved!

As soon as this news came out, everyone cheered in Taiping Road, and the voices of praise were endless, and it boiled directly.

Everyone has been afraid of the typhoid plague for too long, and now they can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Many people hurriedly took out the Taiping teachings that were distributed in the past and began to recite the true meaning of the Taiping Tao every day!

Normally, these teachings, placed in the corner of the room, fell a thick layer of dust, and basically no one read them.

Now they have all been taken out, and every day from early in the morning, you can hear the sound of Nalang Lang's recitation.

"Yellow Heaven and even the High God!"

"In ancient times, the Yellow Emperor was the representative of the will of the Yellow Heavens."

"The period of the Yellow Emperor was an unprecedented era of peace and prosperity!"

"In this prosperous era, there is no exploitation and oppression, no hunger, cold and disease, no fraud and theft, and everyone is free and happy, living and working in peace and contentment......

At the moment of life and death, everyone became devout believers, hoping that the talisman water would help them tide over the difficulties.

Things got worse and worse, and the news soon spread outside, and many people infected with typhoid fever came over with their families to ask for water!

This in turn accelerated the spread of typhoid plague in Tai Ping Dao.

Meanwhile.

Lu Yu finally figured out what type of illness this so-called typhoid fever was!