The little emperor I supported suddenly changed to fishing

"This disease is probably a plague!" Tan Lao stood up tremblingly, his old eyes glanced at the terminally ill patients in the yard one by one, and said sadly.

"It seems that it's the plague." Song Shixuan gently put down Xing'er's thin wrist, turned his head and said seriously to Tan Lao.

"Plague... plague..." Dai Shaojin was terrified by Song Shixuan's words, and he stammered with a pale face.

Song Shixuan nodded to Dai Shaojin with a serious expression, and continued talking to the woman.

"For the time being, don't get close to the patients. You can easily be infected with the plague if you come into contact with the patients."

"Why is there a plague in our small village?" The woman murmured, she looked at Xing'er who was still in a coma in despair, stretched out her hand to caress Xing'er's young face, and wiped away her tears reluctantly. The child was placed on a stretcher in the yard and guarded her heartbrokenly.

"After a catastrophe, there must be a catastrophe. After the flood, many villagers drowned. They lost their crops to make a living. The poor people simply couldn't fill their stomachs. When they were on the verge of starving to death, they even lost their minds. Even people could eat."

Song Shixuan took out the oiled paper and didn't dare to delay for a moment. He said while holding the medicine that could temporarily prevent the epidemic among the dried herbs.

"Really? Even eat people! Is this still human?!" Dai Shaojin covered her mouth and said in shock.

"Shixuan once met people who even ate their newborn babies during the Great Famine..."

Song Shixuan paused slightly when picking up the medicine. He lowered his head so that people don't know what he was thinking at this time. After a long while, he continued to pick up the medicine neatly and accurately.

"The rats will eat the drowned villagers. At this time, when the villagers are hungry, the villagers will eat the rats that ate the dead. The dead bodies infected with the plague will continue to spread, and the cycle will repeat itself. The evil will spread and spread from person to person... This kind of The consequences are dire."

Song Shixuan grabbed the packs of herbs, went to the stove to fry them, and then asked Dai Shaojin to keep an eye on the heat of the decoction.

"Do you still remember those beggars we saw when we entered the city? The rats have evil spirits, which are extremely poisonous. Those beggars must have eaten dead rats to fill their stomachs before they got infected with the plague." Wang Wanyi suddenly Thinking of those beggars who died of serious illness, he continued what Song Shixuan said.

"Fortunately, the corpses of those beggars were disposed of, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable. If they were not disposed of properly, what will happen to the entire Yongchang Mansion now, I really dare not even think about it."

Dai Shaojin was fanning the medicine pot and the charcoal with his paper fan on which calligraphers raised characters for him.

He was choked by the heat and shook his head, but he still stared at the medicine pot seriously, for fear that if something went wrong, Song Wugui would get angry again.

Dai Shaojin hugged her body and remembered the horror of those beggars when they were dying, and goosebumps arose.

It's just that he seems to have forgotten that his current situation is facing a group of villagers who have the plague or even the incubation period.

"What?! Plague! How is that possible!" A villager who was not yet seriously ill became frightened after hearing Song Shixuan's words.

"Help! Doctor!" The villagers cried frantically.

You must know that the plague is a disease that makes people talk about it. If you contract this disease, you will be dead. What's more, it is impossible to cure the plague, and their family can't afford the medical expenses.

At this time, there began to be some villagers who accompanied the patients to give up the treatment.

"Why don't we let it go, your uncle became a scholar last year, and he is preparing to go to Beijing to take the examination for fame, daughter-in-law, mother knows that although you can't bear the incense of the family, but you have paid for the livelihood of this family A lot of hard work, but the family's savings can no longer afford to go to civil and military examinations..." The old woman hid the sick woman far away, covering her mouth and nose with her sleeve tightly and crying.

The one who came with the old woman was a woman in her twenties. The woman's complexion was yellow and she couldn't stop panting. Tears flowed from the corners of her eyes when she heard the old woman's words, and finally she fell down in despair. hand.

"Old man, does your family still have scholars who have been tested for fame?" Hearing what the woman said, Wang Wanyi asked suddenly.

"That's right! My family is civil and military, but the only scholar in this village. From now on, I will be the number one scholar in Jinke on the imperial list. Then I will be able to enjoy the blessing." The old woman said proudly with a smile, completely Forgot that she was still crying with her daughter-in-law just now, and also forgot that her daughter-in-law was seriously ill at this time.

"You have such a deep understanding of righteousness, the son you can cultivate, the court will definitely pay more attention to this kind of talent!" Wang Wanyi said with a smile, he looked at the old woman, and noticed the old woman's side The peculiarity of the neck.

"Why don't you go get a pulse check and drink some anti-epidemic medicine? Now that the plague is raging like this, it's better to be on the safe side." After Wang Wanyi finished speaking, she waved to Song Shixuan again. "The teacher chooses to diagnose this old man."

"Okay! The young man is right. I'll go and have a look."

The old woman smiled and sat down on the chair, Song Shixuan nodded and began to diagnose her.

Without waiting for a while, the next second he suddenly frowned, and looked at the side of the old woman's neck with his hand in pigskin gloves with a complicated face.

At first glance, it was indeed early stage erythema, but the plaque was not large, and it could not be seen without careful inspection.

"You are also infected with the plague." He sighed and met the old woman's bewildered eyes.

"What?! I'm infected too?! Doctor! You must save me!" The old woman knelt on the ground when she heard that she was also infected with the plague, and cried loudly as she collapsed while holding Song Shixuan's leg.

Weeping and crying, she remembered her daughter-in-law who was sitting on the ground again, she stood up and walked to the woman in two steps, pointing at her viciously and yelling at her.

"It's you, a poisonous woman, who passed on this evil spirit to me! Oh, I've been unlucky for eight lifetimes. My dead son married you, a bastard! Doctor, you must save me! !"

"Doctors have a parental heart. I will do my best to treat any patient, and I will never give up on any patient!" Song Shixuan said.

Even though he hated the old woman, anyone's life was precious and he would never let it go.

"We will do our best to heal the villagers. You don't have to worry about the money. As long as the villagers can cooperate with the treatment, the plague will be cured!" Wang Wanyi said loudly to the patients in the hospital.

After hearing this, the old woman calmed down a little, but she still sat on the ground with snot and tears and began to clap her hands and cry bitterly.

"The top priority is to isolate everyone first, and cook some anti-epidemic and detoxification soup for patients who are not serious enough to drink first." Song Shixuan said.

"Go to the Yongchang government office! We must not let the epidemic spread to other prefectures and counties!" Zhu Zhaoyan's voice suddenly came from the door of the house.

Everyone looked towards the door of the house. He seemed to have just woken up from a coma. His whole face was as pale as paper, and the lower half of his face was tied with a white cloth handkerchief. Zhongman was exhausted, and his whole body was extremely weak, but he was still burning with determination.

"Now that the plague is breaking out in the village, Yongchang City should be relatively safe. The government needs to be notified in time for epidemic prevention. Supplies and manpower must be sufficient. The most important thing is to control the disease and prevent it from spreading." Zhu Zhao Yan continued to speak.

"My lord." Wang Wanyi looked over, saw that he was wearing thin clothes, and immediately took off the robe that was draped over his shoulders, walked over and put it on him.

As soon as he took a step, he fell uncontrollably. Wang Wanyi quickly went to support him and held his waist tightly.

As soon as Song Shixuan saw Zhu Zhaoyan, he immediately put down his hand for checking the pulse, stood up, bowed his hands worriedly and said.

Your Majesty's body is rich in gold, and this is a place where patients gather, so it is really inappropriate to be here.

"Please go back, my lord. The illness is still under control. If you can't control it, even you will be in danger. Please take care of the overall situation!"

"Yes, my lord, please go back, this place is too dangerous!" Dai Shaojin also came over anxiously and said.

"Shao Jin, come and escort the young master back, you will only get in the way if you stay here." Song Shixuan looked at Dai Shaojin and said coldly.

"You! Song Shixuan! What do you mean my son will only get in the way!"

Upon hearing what Song Shixuan said, Dai Shaojin became furious again. In his eyes, could he be so useless?Can't help with a little help?

Dai Shaojin punched Song Shixuan on the shoulder. When Dai Shaojin continued to punch the second time, Song Shixuan clenched Dai Shaojin's fist tightly and said sharply. "go back!"

Dai Shaojin didn't know that Song Shixuan was worried about him, afraid that he would have an accident, and a careless hand would distract him. Only when Dai Shaojin was not around, Song Shixuan would do his best and give it a go.

"I will not shrink back, and I will not continue to be cowardly. It is my responsibility to advance and retreat with the people." Zhu Zhaoyan pushed Wang Wanyi's hand down, firm as a rock.

"You don't need to persuade me anymore, Lord Yan can't take me away, let alone this." He looked at Wang Wanyi and said.

"You know, Wanyi will not be afraid, nor will she go, nor will she leave your side."

They looked at each other's eyes, looked at each other and smiled, knowing what they meant without saying a word, what they thought in their hearts.

"Collect the money we have on us, and the teacher chooses to write down the herbs that need to be used. The more herbs that can be bought in the pharmacy, the better. Copy a few copies and leave a prescription for epidemic prevention and treatment in the city's Chinese medicine center. Save more people."

"Divide the seriously ill and the mildly ill according to the degree of illness."

"Evil spirits are spread through flying powder. Avoid contact as much as possible. Those who are seriously ill are sealed off. Different patients are diagnosed and treated separately to avoid infection."

To ensure air circulation without cross-infection, fresh air was dredged, and a simple bed was made with a stretcher and cloth.