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Standing behind the south gate of Xianmen Town, Yu Rong could hear the invading army mocking the officers and soldiers guarding Xianmen Town through a closed city gate, and he couldn't help sighing in a low voice.

Really, misfortunes never come singly.

... also wrong.

Thinking of what Lang Wei said, the group of marmots that appeared inexplicably and were not animals of the original sound of the Southwest, no matter how insensitive he was to the military and politics, he felt something was wrong at this moment.

Generally speaking, before the occurrence of human plague, a large number of infected rats died suddenly.

However, after some investigation by the "intelligence team" Lang Wei, before the appearance of plague patients, except for the emergence of marmots, no obvious group death of rats was found.

Of course, Yu Rong made a reasonable inference:

No matter the sudden appearance of the plague, or the unprepared Xiqin army, it may be a "man-made disaster" planned by the same mastermind behind the scenes.

For example, the "bearers and descendants" that Nie Xinzhi and Nie Dan tracked down.

The only thing he couldn't figure out was how the black hands behind the scenes got these hundreds of marmots, and the second was that the other party didn't think that the plague was uncontrollable, and it might backfire on itself before it harmed others?

"Doctor Cheng An."

The caller was a bearded man in his 40s, that is, Junzheng of the Third Army of the Niyi Youwei who came to the rescue of Xianmen Town.

Cai Junzheng had a serious face, but his tone was very calm: "You have to worry about the epidemic. As for other people and things, please rest assured that we will leave it to our Lang Wei and the officers and soldiers of Xianmen Town to deal with it." .”

Yu Rong hooked the corner of his mouth.

He has self-knowledge. Apart from curing diseases, he can't give good advice or help in dealing with the enemy.

But you have to completely ignore it and not worry about it...the heart is really not that big.

Yu Rong hesitated: "Even with the addition of one army guard, the total number of soldiers in Xianmen Town is less than [-]..."

It's not good to say bad words.But now the epidemic is urgent, and the manpower with a lot of points is controlling the situation.

Cai Junzheng smiled suddenly, and said casually: "So what?"

His tone was contemptuous: "The yelling and barking are just a group of mad dogs roaring, thinking that they are arrogant, but they can't use even the slightest upright method, so they have the courage to take advantage of the fire with the help of sprites.

"The soldiers of our Min Kingdom are all brave and good at fighting. How dare these small soldiers be compared to the enemy?!"

Yu Rong fell silent.

The words and tone of the words and tone of this Junzheng lord are really like a brother. Could it be that the poisonous tongue is also the "excellent tradition" of Ni Yiwei?

His words were pleasant to his ears, but his mood was strangely peaceful.

Yu Rong smiled: "It's hard work for Cai Junzheng and Lang Wei."

With all the time to worry about, let's put our energy back on fighting the plague.

Whenever there is a serious illness or epidemic, highly skilled and experienced medical officers are needed to preside over the overall situation.

He, a seventh-rank Cheng'an doctor, is currently the medical officer with the highest rank and authority in Xianmen Town.

Although I dare not say how good my medical skills are, I have participated in the rescue work of two epidemics of typhoid and cholera.

In this critical moment, it is reasonable to shoulder the heavy responsibility of the master.

Don't think about the army outside the city anymore.

Judging by the situation, the [-]-odd people could not just say that they would be able to attack the city immediately.

After all, the terrain of Xianmen Town has an advantage over the Min Dynasty side. As long as they guard the Xiang Army and the Rebel Guards, keep the city gate intact, and support it for a little longer, a large number of reinforcements will come to help.

Compared with the military situation that can be stabilized in the past, the epidemic situation is extremely urgent. If the situation is not controlled as soon as possible, whether or not the city can be defended is second. In case...

The situation is as serious as the previous nuclear plague pandemic. Not only is the town of Xianmen in danger, the Southwest Road is in danger, and even the country of Min is in danger!

Just in time to stop the bad associations.

Although the situation is not optimistic, Yu Rong feels that there is still power to redeem.

At least, this time there are enough people to help.

Just against the guard, Cai Junzheng allocated 800 people, all of whom obeyed his mobilization and instructions.

Among the 800 people, 200 people have been specially "trained" to deal with the epidemic.

Although not everyone understands medical science and pharmacology, but with training experience, when Lang guards implement the epidemic prevention mechanism established by Yu Rong, they don't need to go through too much "working-in", and they can get started directly, and their action is extremely strong.

The previous grouping mode was improved a little at this time, and it was put into operation efficiently.

Those who are good at doctors join the "medical team", which greatly makes up for the serious shortage of doctors in Xianmen Town.

The "security team" no longer has an empty name. The Lang guards cooperated with the local officers and soldiers to closely guard the several houses where the patients were isolated.

The efficiency of the "rat control group" and "disinfection group" has been greatly improved, and the results are gratifying.

All the rats that appeared in Xianmen Town and nearby villages and towns, especially the hundreds of marmots, were almost exterminated.

Nowadays, what the "rat control team" has to do every day is to search for "rats that slipped through the net".

In this case, medicinal materials, mainly minerals, such as lime, cinnabar and realgar, were severely insufficient.

Fortunately, due to the special geographical location of Xianmen Town, the local residents are mainly engaged in the trading of medicinal materials, and the medicinal materials are enough to last three to five days.

The work of the "drug search team" has become crucial.

There was an invading Xiqin army at the south gate, so we had to go back to the southwest road through the north gate.

It's just a Xianmen Town apart, so there's not much difference in medicinal material resources.

The Southwest has a special geology, not to mention a large amount of limestone, and there are also many cinnabar and realgar mines.

After verification, Yu Rong used Luo Zhiyuan's "Syndrome Differentiation of Sanjiao" method to treat patients with bubonic plague. Of course, the basic formula used was the addition and subtraction of the detoxification and blood circulation formula.

The main medicinal ingredients, forsythia, bupleurum, kudzu root, raw land, etc., can be picked and excavated on the mountains in this area.

Fortunately in misfortune, the epidemic happened just in the season when many medicinal materials were mature and harvested.

The most scarce thing is ice flakes.

Except for the time at Longyan Mountain, no second dragon brain tree was found anywhere else.

Thanks to Yu Rong's "greediness", when he encountered the dipterocarp forest last time, taking advantage of the large number of people, he precipitated a lot of dipterocarp on the spot, and then collected some from the medicinal material merchants in the city, barely enough to cope with the medication of more than a thousand patients Strong enough.

With the medicinal materials collected by the "medicine search team" going up the mountain overnight, everyone in the "logistics team" was immediately busy without touching the ground.

Thinking that the source of infection of this epidemic is marmots, just like the Northeast China rat epidemic, Yu Rong had to tense up his nerves at any time.

On the one hand, he repeatedly reminded Lang Wei of the "Intelligence Team" to pay attention to all coughing people, and if there is a coughing syndrome, do not think twice, and directly adopt individual isolation measures.

Although this order sounded too "humane", Yu Rong had no choice but to force himself to harden his heart for the safety of the entire city's soldiers and civilians.

Anyway, those who do not suffer from pneumonic plague will be freed after a period of isolation. If there is a patient with pneumonic plague...

Even if the mortality rate is 100%, he will not give up lightly, he will try his best to treat and do his best, and if he can save a life, it is one.

Fortunately.

So far, no plague patient has developed a cough syndrome, but a common wind-cold.

Yu Rong didn't neglect it because of this treatment. After all, people with weak constitutions are more likely to be invaded by evil poisons. It is necessary to prevent the possibility of more people being infected with germs in advance.

On the other hand, he earnestly asked the "logistics team" to make as many masks and gloves as possible.

In the unlikely event that pneumonic plague does appear, at least we can provide everyone with more comprehensive protection in time.

It also saves the temporary need for these things, but it is too late to make them.

At the same time, as the main component of the epidemic feedback mechanism, the responsibility of the "intelligence team" is also not light.

The Lang guards not only went deep into the epidemic area and put themselves in danger, but also had to draw out a few people to start from Xianmen Town and radiate in three directions, east, west, and north, to investigate every village, small town, and even retail investors one by one.

Once a suspected infected person is found, report it immediately, and cooperate with the "security team" to take the person to the isolation area.

Be cautious.

It's just to control the epidemic within a radius of [-] miles from Xianmen Town, and no matter what, the epidemic must not be introduced into the mainland of Min.

Fortunately, the terrain in the southwest is dangerous and uninhabitable, and there are mostly scattered villages and towns, unlike the residents on both sides of the Qianjiang River, who often live crowded together.

Finally, the epidemic did not spread too far.

In addition to the great efforts of the officers, soldiers and Lang Wei to fight the epidemic, many residents of Xianmen Town also volunteered to help.

For example, skilled women help to sew masks;

The drug farmers went to the mountains to dig out high-quality medicinal materials that the "drug search team" could not find;

The men who were not infected started to work hard.

Yu Rong was quite surprised at first.

I only know that the folk customs in the Southwest are aggressive, but I don't think everyone's spirit is also strong and powerful.

So the will is inspired.

Everyone is doing their best, how could he be so timid just because he is concerned about the notoriety of the plague?

The room was cramped, but cleaned extremely cleanly.

The sunlight shines in through the window grille, and the light is bright, so people can stay in this narrow space without feeling stuffy.

In the corner, embers are still warm in broken clay pots.

The ignited smoke floated in the air, with a trace of sulfur smell, which was the breath of Piwendan burnt.

Yu Rong sat on the side of the bed, taking the pulse of the patient lying on the straw mat.

The patient is a tall and big man, but unfortunately his illness is extremely serious, and his whole body is weak and depressed.

"My lord..." The man's eyes showed hope, "Is the little man's illness better?"

Yu Rong didn't rush to answer, after the pulse examination was over, he carefully observed his face, eyes and lips, and asked after a while: "Do you still feel very hot and thirsty?"

The man braced himself, and hurriedly replied: "It's usually not hot, but it burns a little hard at noon and midnight."

Yu Rong nodded slightly, turned his head and said to his assistant Lang Wei: "The original prescription has been slightly changed, minus the Bupleurum and Pueraria lobata root, and replaced with Dagan raw land, and the rest is the same, plus five yuan of yuan ginseng."

Lang Wei nodded in agreement.

Yu Rongsui looked at the patient again, with a faint smile on his face: "Brother Cao, your condition has turned from critical to mild. As long as your condition continues to stabilize, once the tuberculosis is eliminated, you will basically recover."

The big man surnamed Cao wept with joy.

Seeing this, Yu Rong hurriedly said: "Brother Cao, please hold on to yourself, don't be overjoyed and sad, and hurt your heart and lungs."

It was easy to say, but the truth was that it took a long time before Hanzi Cao managed to regain his composure.

Hearing the young medical officer's words, he was a little embarrassed, but more grateful: "I let the adults see the joke, the villain... I'm so happy."

After all, he propped up his body and wanted to kneel and thank him, muttering "thank you sir" in his mouth.

Yu Rong resolutely stopped his act of thanking him, with some sighs and feelings in his heart.

In fact, he somewhat sympathized with Brother Cao's mood.

In just a few days, 27 of the dozens of patients who were first infected died suddenly due to the rapid deterioration of their condition and the lack of treatment.

Another [-] patients with critical illnesses in the lower jiao, no matter what medicine they took, they did not work. Although they are still alive, how will the disease develop next...

No one can tell.

With insufficient contribution, Yu Rong couldn't exchange for effective first aid medicine for even one of them.

Cao Hanzi, who was also among the 18 people, had a marked improvement in his illness.

Not only was he ecstatic, but Yu Rong, as the attending doctor and the chief medical officer of the epidemic, was also overjoyed, and it was with great difficulty that he restrained his excitement from showing.

Having Cao Hanzi as a precedent means that if you encounter similar patients in the future, you will have at least one more experience in effective treatment.

Concentrating his mixed emotions, Yu Rong comforted him in a gentle voice: "Brother Cao, rest at ease and recuperate, I will come to see you again at dusk."

The man has no objection.

The young medical officer made some tidying up, then said goodbye to him, left the small room, walked to the gate of the yard, passed through the "disinfection room" for a careful disinfection of the whole body, put on clean cloth, and then left the isolation area.

It was Meng Dong.

The climate in Southwest Road is warm, and the wind is blowing early in the morning, but you can only feel a little bit of coolness.

Yu Rong strolled along the desolate streets, and his mood was rarely good these days.

Although, the number of confirmed plague patients reached 300, and there were nearly [-] suspected cases in isolation at the same time;

However, except for those who are critically ill, even those with mild or severe illness, according to the external treatment methods and internal treatment prescriptions drawn up by Yu Rong based on the experience of famous Chinese physicians, so far, most people have not seen any significant improvement. At least the condition is stable for the time being and has not deteriorated.

Now, the improvement of Cao Hanzi's condition means that there has been a breakthrough in the treatment of critical illnesses.

I dare not say that every infected person can be rescued in the future. As long as the number of casualties can be minimized, as the chief medical officer, he can get some comfort in his heart.

However, the good mood did not last for a short while.

Yu Rong suddenly heard the earth-shattering shouts of killing from the South City Gate, and his heart tightened suddenly.

Two "bodyguards" Lang Wei immediately approached him, and said in a deep voice: "My lord, the street is not safe, I will escort you to a safe place immediately."

Yu Rong calmed down, glanced at the panicked looks of the passers-by on the street, and unconsciously worried: "The people in the city..."

Lang Wei said bluntly: "I will protect the whole body."

Yu Rong quickened his pace subconsciously, his gaze uncontrollably cast towards the direction of the south gate, and asked softly, "Is this the enemy attacking the city?"

Lang Wei remained silent for a while, and finally did not hide anything: "The two sides have been at a stalemate for days, and after a few more days, reinforcements will arrive. The mob must have sensed it, and they dare not go on any longer. They are jumping over the wall."

Yu Rong was silent.

These days, tired of dealing with the plague epidemic, he has no time to think about the invading enemy approaching the city, and he does not deny that there may be two or three points deliberately ignored, so he does not know much about the specific military situation.

Back in the compound where he was staying, the young doctor couldn't bear it anymore: "I want to go to the city tower to have a look, I don't know..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Lang and the guards looked embarrassed.

Thinking about what he can do even if he goes there, he can't go into battle with a weapon to kill the enemy, even if it is the enemy, he probably can't kill the enemy, and instead drags down the others for nothing.

Yu Rong sighed secretly, before waiting for the guards to reply, he changed the topic: "Forget it, I still don't..."

"So-and-so can go as long as he wants, why should he have so many scruples?"

A perverted voice broke in suddenly, cutting off what the young doctor wanted to say.

Yu Rong was stunned, followed the sound the next moment, and called out in surprise: "Uncle, are you finally awake?"

After hearing this, Nie Dan immediately puffed up his face, and said in a frustrated tone, "So-and-so is too stubborn, and he's calling me old."

Yu Rong pursed her lips and chuckled, forgetting even the battle outside Xianmen Town.

that is really good.

Uncle, he finally woke up, even though he had always believed that this person would be fine, the bad things happened one after another during these days, Yu Rong would inevitably have some self-doubt sometimes.

If a person who is in suspended animation does not wake up for a day, he cannot really feel at ease for a day.

Now, looking at this guy's lively posture, the "unknown evil poison" must have been swallowed up, leaving no sequelae.

"So-and-so wants to go to the city tower? Let's go, I'll take you."

Yu Rong quickly shook his head: "No, I..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was hugged by someone around the waist and "run away" involuntarily.

Yu Rong instantly blacked out.

Sure enough, it's a neuropathy that can't be cured...cough.

Nie Dan's pace is so fast that a modern person can't help but wonder if there really is such an unscientific thing as lightness kung fu.

Of course, the city named after the town does not occupy much land.

Yu Rong was forced to take a bite of the wind, and after about a quarter of an hour, Nie Dan took him downstairs in the south city.

After this period of time, all the soldiers guarding the tower recognized the young medical officer's face, so no one stopped him from going up the tower.

There were also some rebellious guards present, Nie Dan directly handed Yu Rong to them and said, "Protect him."

Yu Rong was dizzy, and managed to stand still, when he heard the sound, his heart tensed up, and he called urgently: "Uncle!"

Nie Dan turned around and smiled at him: "I'm going to have some fun, so-and-so stay on the tower and wait for me to come back."

Looking for... fun? !

Yu Rong saw a certain neurotic rushing up the tower in twos and twos, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, as if...

Just jumped off?

He was so frightened that he didn't hesitate immediately, and hurriedly followed up to the tower.

"Be careful, son."

Lang Wei's nice voice reminded Yu Rong to calm down, he hesitated for a while, and then moved a little closer to the top of the city wall.

Within the field of vision, the color of blood intertwined with the color of blood.

"Blood" is a group of rebellious Langwei in red clothes and leather hats.

Countless dead and wounded, blood spilled, flowing into a river.

Yu Rong glanced at it, his mind went blank for a moment, he didn't care about anything at all, he closed his eyes and turned around quickly.

Waves of vomiting hit my heart.

It's not a movie, it's a real fight!

At this moment, there was another burst of shouting from another direction.

Lang Wei said pleasantly, "It's the Commander."

Yu Rong suddenly came back to his senses.

He was so concerned about his elder brother that he couldn't sleep at night these days, he instantly suppressed his nausea, turned around decisively, almost lay on the top of the city wall, and suddenly caught the figure of the man amidst the blood.

At the same time, Nie Xinzhi raised his head as if he had a heart-to-heart connection, and cast his gaze straight to where Yu Rong was.

Speaking of being above and below the city, the two are actually quite a distance apart, but they can barely see each other's figures.

Unable to see the other person's face clearly, Yu Rong inexplicably noticed that his brother's gaze was focused on himself.

I am happy for a while.

He has always been worried that his brother, who went deep into the hinterland of Xiqin, would encounter the plague germs like Nie Dan. Now that he is doing well, how can he not be happy?

Momentarily worried.

Has this man forgotten that he is still on the battlefield?Don't get distracted like this, be careful that the sword has no eyes.

Thinking of this, Yu Rong decisively left the tower.

On the one hand, he couldn't stand the fight outside the city wall, no, it should be said that it was a scene of unilateral slaughter by the reinforcements of the Rebel Guards.

Of course, he understood very well that what the soldiers did was to defend their home and country, but...the psychological endurance was too weak to face killing directly.

You can only deceive yourself and others, and you can't see it.

On the other hand, Yu Rong didn't want to stand on top of the city wall as a target.

The most important thing is that he is afraid that his elder brother will stare at him too much, and he will miss the important thing, in case he is attacked by someone...

Stop!

It is best not to even think about depressing and unlucky thoughts.

Mind floating.

Yu Rong, who got off the tower, was thinking about his elder brother, and stood guard at the foot of the city wall not far from the south gate for a moment.

Even though he was too scared to go to the battlefield in person, when he thought of Nie Xinzhi on the other side of the city gate, fighting to the death with the enemy, he couldn't leave with peace of mind no matter what.

Gradually, the shouting and killing sound became smaller and weaker.

The rising sun has already slanted west before you know it.

Yu Rong has been staring at the city gate, in a trance, his mind is full of thoughts for a while, and for a while it is hazy, he doesn't know what he is thinking.

Suddenly, the huge city gate creaked and creaked.

Yu Rong unconsciously opened his eyes wide.

The city gate opened suddenly, and a man appeared with unhurried steps, his already crimson skin stained with blood.

For a moment, the word "Sura" came to mind.

Yu Rong immediately laughed and shook his head.

Asura or something, the character design is too cold and domineering, and it doesn't quite match his Brother Shao.

"Rong'er."

The long-lost, familiar, and intimate address made Yu Rong couldn't help but smile knowingly.

At this moment, he even ignored the bloody smell all over the man's body that made him uncomfortable.

"Brother." He called softly.

Nie Xinzhi lowered her brows, and slowly raised a hand to caress between the young doctor's brows.

Yu Rong couldn't help closing his eyes.

In the next moment, the warmth lingering on the brows suddenly disappeared.

At the same time, an urgent cry was heard: "Master Commander!!"

Yu Rong suddenly opened his eyes, just in time to see the scene of the man falling down, and a tearing pain came from his heart.

However, it doesn't matter if it hurts or not.

He subconsciously called "Brother", the instinct of the body was even faster than the reaction speed of the brain, and immediately knelt down on one knee, struggling, but fortunately in time, he supported the man's fallen body.