Fang Zhai more than ten acres [system]

When it comes to the autumnal equinox, the summer heat gradually subsides, and finally the season with the highest incidence of febrile diseases is over.

After two months of treatment, prevention and control, the cholera epidemic was completely brought under control thanks to the efforts of thousands of doctors, as well as the efforts of the rebel guards to control the situation.

By the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, for a whole ten days, there was finally no second case of infection.

Everyone's tense nerves suddenly relaxed at this moment.

But you can't completely slack off.

The cholera epidemic is too terrible to be ignored.

In fact, not to mention the many manpower, financial and material resources invested in this epidemic, nor the turmoil caused by the two prefectures of Yanhai and Guangli, and the damage suffered by the people, the number of deaths alone has reached Seven 800 people.

Even though all the doctors, including Yu Rong, have done their best under the current conditions, there are always some seriously ill patients who cannot be cured.

Most of these people are old and frail, or they have kidney and heart problems—just like Zhou Fangzhen’s servant, Alu—the evidence of diarrhea finally stabilized, but because of acute heart failure, kidney disease, etc. Complications such as failure, etc., he died suddenly when he could not be rescued.

There are also people who are cured of the epidemic, but their vitality is seriously injured. After recovering from the illness, they are not treated properly, and then they contract severe typhoid fever.

Yu Rong stepped on a piece of desolate loess, standing on a high place, looking at the busy scene of people half a mile away.

It was the guards of the Niji Lang who were dealing with the "fresh" corpses that had not died for a long time.

They are all people who were previously infected with cholera and cured. For example, a person consciously narrowly escaped death and died suddenly due to overeating, or a person who was cured, but was terrified and secretly "escaped" one night. I fell and fell to my death...

Those who really died of cholera had their bodies disposed of immediately.

In the deep pit, several corpses were set on fire.

Seeing the light of the flame, Yu Rong frowned inadvertently.

Not long after, a smell of burnt smoke rushed into the nostrils.

Frowning unconsciously, Yu Rong suddenly looked away, trying to calm down the faint feeling of nausea in his heart.

At this time, a very familiar voice came from behind: "The burning is to prevent the heat and poison from being exhausted."

Yu Rong tilted his head slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly: "I understand."

But the act of burning the corpse naturally reminds people of the scene of human sacrifice...

Instinctively disgusted.

Nie Xinzhi didn't continue this topic, and instead said: "Dark clouds cover the sun, it must be raining, let's go back."

Responded sullenly.

Just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly heard the system beep, his heart tensed up, and he eagerly opened the system panel...

"Ronger?"

Yu Rong suddenly recovered from his stupefaction, and smiled lightly at the man: "It suddenly occurred to me that the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, everyone has worked hard for so long, brother, can you think of a way to reward him?"

Nie Xinzhi nodded: "Duzhi allocated reward money, and all guards, medical officers, and retail investors who participated in this rescue will be rewarded for their merits." Households, there is also relief money based on the head."

Yu Rong: "..."

That's not what he was actually going to say... Forget it.

"It's pretty good, I wonder how much reward I can get?"

"No less than a hundred dollars."

Well, talk is better than nothing.Thinking about the money spent this time, Yu Rong felt that the imperial court had spare money to distribute bonuses and subsidies, which was really good.

That night.

Yu Rong lay down in front of the desk and wrote furiously.

"What are you writing?"

Feeling the warmth behind him, Yu Rong temporarily put down the pen in his hand, and pointed to the wet paper: "Look, brother."

What is written in black and white is "Prevention and Control of Common Infectious Diseases".

Nie Xinzhi glanced at it for a few times, then suddenly took the booklet in his hand, and read it carefully, his eyes gradually became serious.

"I haven't finished writing it yet." Yu Rongwen said in a warm voice, "When I write down all kinds of prescriptions, I will hand over the notes to my brother. How to do it is up to you."

After a while, Nie Xinzhi handed back the booklet: "I've made Rong'er tired."

Yu Rong smiled and shook his head: "It's not considered exhausting, what I did was just copying."

In the afternoon, the system announced the rewards for this mission... Although he remembered that he hadn't accepted any missions related to cholera from the beginning to the end.

Besides the rewards, this time is slightly different from the past, it's all about infectious diseases.

After thinking about it for a while, he probably understood the purpose of the system's rewards. It would be a waste of money to put such things in the storage compartment, so he simply became a copyist and copied down everything he could write.

"These are summed up by many...overseas doctors after several generations."

This kind of "explanation" can be called superfluous, but in fact it cannot stand scrutiny.

Nie Xinzhi didn't intend to investigate, no matter what his family Rong'er said, he would listen to it.

Of course Yu Rong knew that he was "full of flaws", but he didn't worry at all.

There are some things that he wants to do but can't do, or can't do, so he has to hand them over to his elder brother who has a high position in his family... This man's ability and means are very reassuring.

"Many of the above diseases are not found in Min country." After thinking for a while, Yu Rong continued, "The cholera like this time should have been introduced from Nanfan..." He couldn't help but frowned, "In the future, if you don't care about it, brother Go there, you have to be more careful."

Nie Xinzhi responded.

"After all, it's my country's doctors who are so good," Yu Rong sighed softly, "Finally, this time the cholera epidemic is completely over."

Suddenly, I realized that my tone was too sure, and I accidentally broke my mouth - even if there are no febrile disease patients, the warning about the epidemic has not yet been lifted.

Glancing at the man, he cleared his throat and changed the subject: "Brother, go do your own work, I'll continue writing..."

"Late at night." Nie Xinzhi held his hand and closed the folder, "Let's rest."

Yu Rong didn't refuse his kindness, but nodded with a smile: "That's fine."

There are too many and complicated materials rewarded by the system, sorting out and transcribing cannot be completed overnight.

As soon as the voice fell, the body was hugged.

Yu Rong is used to this.

but……

Nie Xinzhi's voice was calm: "You haven't had a good rest in recent days."

Yu Rong hooked the man's neck and approached him, and said softly, "I'm not sleepy now."

Nie Xin's expression did not change.

Feeling that the force clamped on his waist suddenly increased, Yu Rong smiled happily.

however……

"Don't be naughty."

Yu Rong: "..."

Why are you so naughty?

This guy, haven't you heard of "feeling warm and thinking about lust"!

Of course, it wasn't all because of being full and warm, but the news he got from the system in the afternoon made his heart completely at ease.

Once slack, mental fatigue surges in.

Suddenly want to vent.

"Brother... don't you miss me?"

After asking this sentence, Yu Rong felt that his clothes had been ripped off, and then a thin quilt covered himself.

"..."

Nie Xinzhi didn't lie down at the same time, but was still sitting on the edge of the bed. When he saw the young man under the blanket staring at him, he suddenly stretched out his hand, and put his palm on those slightly dilated peach eyes.

"Sleep."

Yu Rong was inexplicably frustrated, so he muttered: "Could it be that brother is tired?" After pondering for a moment, "Yes, there are too many things these days. Or, tomorrow I will make some medicinal food to recuperate..."

Before he could finish speaking, the quilt was suddenly lifted off.

"Brother... um!"

No matter who you are talking to, you have to think before you speak.

Yu Rong was lying on the couch tiredly, flipping through the book, but deep introspection in his heart.

"Uncomfortable?"

With the human flesh cushion, Yu Rong couldn't help but change into a comfortable posture, and said in a lazy tone, "I just realized that you are quite narrow-minded."

Obviously, the medicated diet he mentioned does not only refer to nourishing the kidney.

Besides, what about tonifying the kidney, the kidney is the innate foundation, if it is weak or tired, it should be replenished.

Is it necessary... can you toss it vigorously?

Of course, it’s very cool, but you have to pay attention to moderation. Once it’s too much, the senses will be happy, but the body will not be able to bear it!

Nie Xinzhi said calmly, "It's my fault."

Yu Rong couldn't help laughing when he heard the words: "Brother is really kind."

This man, even if you want to make trouble with him...you can't.Although, I was not a troublesome temperament.

Nie Xinzhi said that he is more kind and generous: "I stewed dendrobium wolfberry soup, what else do I need to add?"

Yu Rong deliberately asked: "You drink, I drink?"

Nie Xinzhi replied calmly, "Same use."

Yu Rong asked about the specific contents of the soup, and said, "Dendrobium nourishes yin and wolfberry strengthens yang. The combination of the two is very suitable. You can add two slices of ginseng to nourish the body and restore the vitality that has been lost in the past few days. Add some licorice, tonify qi and harmonize with traditional Chinese medicine... that's enough."

There is no need to put too many herbs, it is not because of illness, Erlangdang is strong and strong, if it is normal, there is no need to use some medicinal food to nourish yin and tonify yang.

It's true that everyone was overtired some time ago, last night...cough, the noise was a bit too much.What should be supplemented should be supplemented, there is no need to taboo.

They drank a cup of medicinal food and took a nap for a long time.

Feeling that Yu Rong was overwhelmed, he didn't waste his good time in the room anymore.

The cholera epidemic, he knew it was all right, but it was impossible for him to assert it to the crowd.Even if all those with febrile diseases are cured, there are still many miscellaneous things to be busy with.

According to the current situation, it is planned that a group of national doctors will wait for another half a month to confirm that there is no more infected person before the alert can be relieved.

No matter Nie Xinzhi or Yu Rong, like everyone else, they cannot leave for the time being.

It is needless to mention that Nie Xinzhi led Ni Yiwei to preside over the overall situation.

During the day, Yu Rong would continue to prepare anti-blight pills, or give follow-up visits to patients with febrile diseases, and at night, he had to sort out and transcribe the systematic materials...and normal night life, which was indispensable.

"You want to open your own bookstore?"

Hearing Yu Rong's surprised question, Zhou Fangzhen hurriedly explained: "It's not a bookstore, it's a private engraving of books. You can also ask the bookstore to print and sell."

Yu Rong understood, then thought of something, and asked: "Isn't there a bookshop to engrave books? Private engraving is quite troublesome."

Zhou Fangzhen looked troubled.

"I'm not right?" Seeing his strange expression, Yu Rong asked uncertainly, "Besides, your Zhou family's academy should have a cooperative bookstore?"

Zhou Fangzhen sighed: "The bookstore refused to print my book."

Yu Rong was stunned for a moment, then suddenly remembered this person's writing...cough!

Therefore, "submission and publication" cannot go all the way, and you are determined to "publish a book at your own expense"?

Really...

"Brother Zhou has great ambition."

"Ashamed." Zhou Fangzhen had a bit of self-knowledge, and suddenly changed the topic, "For this reason, I have a merciless request."

Yu Rong was a little surprised: "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Zhou Fangzhen nodded solemnly: "I would like to ask Doctor Xiao Yu to write a few articles."

Eh?

Zhou Fangzhen repeatedly explained what he meant by "privately engraved book".

Yu Rong was very surprised when he heard this.

Isn't the concept of an academic journal of the Minchao edition?

This guy looks a little unreliable, but his thoughts are really unrestrained.

"...What do you think Doctor Xiaoyu thinks?"

"It's not bad," Yu Rong struggled, "My article is not very elegant."

"Doctor Xiaoyu, why should you underestimate yourself..."

Seeing Yu Rong's emotion, Zhou Fangzhen immediately talked eloquently.

Speaking of the significance of this "academic journal", he also highly praised Yu Rong's medical skills, and believed that he would definitely do something after publishing the article...

I can't wait to pat my chest and say that 1 is no problem.

Yu Rong listened, but thought: "So, let me give it a try?"

Coincidentally, he has been thinking about writing a small thesis on saving the childbirth. The reason why he hasn't put it into practice until now is because...

Worried that no bookstore is willing to accept his "submission" cough!