Abandoned Woman Busy Farming

The four soldiers were all happy when they heard it. One of them even said, "It's good that you are here. Please help us take a look later. We are still young and don't want to be infected."

Bai Ruozhu didn't think they were afraid of death, it was human nature. She nodded to them and said, "You guys wait outside, I will check on you later, but I see that you all look healthy, so don't worry. "

The four of them became happy upon hearing this and thanked Bai Ruozhu repeatedly.

Bai Ruozhu walked straight into the isolation area. It was a sunbathing area. It was spacious and ventilated, and the sun could shine in. There were no rooms. Most of the patients were lying on the sunbathing area, with beds made of straw piles under their bodies. Covered with a worn quilt.

In just an instant, Bai Ruozhu's eyes turned red. There were many patients, old and young, lying here. The oldest one had white hair and beard, and his face was covered with red spots. The youngest one turned out to be a five or six-year-old girl. She I kept crying for my mother.

At this time, a man wearing protective clothing similar to the guards outside came in with a mask and a bucket. He was surprised when he saw the two of them and asked, "Who are you? You can't just come in here!"

Jiang Yichun looked at the person who came and asked, "Who are you? Did the government arrange to come in?"

"My name is Sun Jia, and I am a doctor in the town. I came here voluntarily to take care of the patients, otherwise the government would have left them to die." Sun Jia sniffed as he spoke, then stretched out his hand to rub the wrinkles at the end of his eyes. Eye.

This Sun Jia looks to be in his fifties, and his back is slightly stooped. It is really difficult for one person to take care of so many patients.

Bai Ruozhu looked at Sun Jia with a look of reverence, "Doctor Sun, thank you for your hard work. We are sent by the imperial court to treat the plague."

Before Sun Jia could speak, the oldest old man suddenly stood up, pulled the youngest girl next to him and rushed over, asking excitedly: "Are you people sent by the imperial court? Please save my granddaughter Xiuxiu, she She’s still so young and can’t die, so just let me, the old man, die for her!”

The old man started crying as he spoke. Because of his physical weakness and the fact that he had just walked a little faster, he fell to the ground before he could reach Bai Ruozhu.

"I'm sorry for the baby. It's all my fault that I always go to the sixth wife's house next door to help. She contracted the disease and passed it on to me, and I passed it on to Xiuxiu. It's all the fault of me, the old immortal." said the old man. He cried bitterly, and the ulcer on his face was broken open, and some pus and blood flowed out.

Not far away, there was a young man who was not very ill. He laughed softly and said, "Old man Zhang, you always go to the sixth wife's house to show your courtesy. Who doesn't know that you want to find a wife? You didn't spread this disease through help, right?" ?”

It's hard for this person to still be in a good mood to make fun of others.

The old man who was called Old Man Zhang blushed, but because of the red spots on his face, others couldn't see it at all. He glared at the young man, "Xie Er, how did you get called? Tell me?"

"Okay! You're all sick and still want to quarrel. Let's drink the medicinal soup first." After saying this, Sun Jia began to serve everyone the medicinal soup and handed it over one by one. He didn't pay attention to Bai Ruozhu and Jiang Yichun. He seemed to think that the two of them Too young and not very reliable.

The little girl Xiu Xiu went to help her grandfather and looked at Bai Ruozhu nervously, probably because she saw an aunt who was very curious.

Seeing Xiuxiu looking at her, Bai Ruozhu immediately responded with a kind smile. She felt sorry for such a young child, but her face was covered and her smile couldn't be conveyed at all.

But Xiuxiu was obviously a smart child. Seeing her eyes drooping, she gave her a sweet smile and said, "Madam, can you take me to see my mother? I miss my mother."

Bai Ruozhu felt as if she had been hit with a heavy hammer. For a moment, she thought of her son Deng Deng. He should also cry and say to others from time to time: Can you take me to my mother? I miss my mother.

As a woman, especially a mother, she couldn't bear to see children suffering. She shed tears when her eyes became hot, "Xiu Xiu, be good, my aunt will cure your illness and send you home."

Xiuxiu became happy when she heard this, "Then we must also cure my grandfather, okay?"

Bai Ruozhu nodded, "You are a filial child."

She then thought of Xiu'er, who once ordered hats from her place. Their names sounded similar, but their situations were completely different.

After coming back to her senses, she took a closer look at Xiuxiu's condition. She found that Xiuxiu's condition was not serious, and the erythema was only very mild. Xie Er, who had made sarcastic remarks before, was not serious either. They were all early symptoms.

"Doctor Sun, are the new non-serious patients separated from the serious patients?" Bai Ruozhu asked.

Sun Jia was busy and said impatiently: "We are all here, and we have all been infected with the disease. What else do we need to separate from each other?"

Bai Ruozhu was surprised when he heard this, and said hurriedly: "Find all the patients who were sent after noon yesterday, as soon as possible!"

Sun Jia stopped what he was doing, "What are you doing? Didn't you see that I'm the only old doctor here? No one listens to your orders. If you want to order people, bring more people in."

"You..." Jiang Yichun glared, and Bai Ruozhu hurriedly grabbed him. She was also very unhappy with Sun Jia's attitude at the moment, but she respected him as a good doctor who could take care of patients regardless of his own safety, so She was also willing to tolerate his temper, as long as it did not affect subsequent treatment.

"Dr. Sun, the initial symptoms of malaria are not severe. During this process, some patients will transform into different types of malaria, but some people will resist and the symptoms of malaria will improve on their own. But if we treat the initial disease now, If patients are placed together with people who are seriously ill, even those who are not serious will not be able to survive cross-infection," Bai Ruozhu explained.

"That's nonsense! You can't cure the wind by yourself. If you get it, you'll pass it on to others. I've never heard of you being so reasonable. Who is your master? Ask him to come and talk." Sun Jia threw down the cup in his hand in displeasure. He thought Bai Ruozhu was a disciple of some imperial doctor.

Bai Ruozhu sighed, being too young was also a disadvantage.

"My dear Bai Ruozhu, because his medical skills were recognized by the emperor, he was granted a fourth-grade imperial edict. This time, he also came to treat the epidemic according to the emperor's order. Ruozhu has just arrived and has to consult Dr. Sun in many places. I hope Dr. Sun can treat it with me. Patient, let the plague be brought under control and the patient recover as soon as possible." Bai Ruozhu could only say sternly.

Seeing Bai Ruozhu's sincere attitude, Sun Jia's attitude became better, but when he heard the words "get well soon", a sarcastic smile appeared on his face.

"Get well soon? My only son died of the disease!" Sun Jia said, throwing down the medicine bucket, turning around and leaving the drying place.

The sick people heard everything in their ears. They all seemed to have lost hope, their eyes dimmed, and the painful groans and shouts became louder...

There will be more updates today, and there will be more updates tomorrow, so for the sake of someone painting the wall with dung, please give me a monthly pass, okay~