In the book era, my villain is super obedient

"You are so efficient in doing things. I am not as efficient in collecting letters in the imperial capital." Yu Cong can always say words that are comfortable to listen to.

Immediately, the staff even straightened their backs.

Assistant Yu Te was so discerning that he discovered that they were no worse than the Imperial City Post Office...

After leaving the post office, Yan Xian put all the packages on the bicycle and pushed them away.

Yu Cong held up Yu Yaoyao's letter, looked at it against the dazzling sunlight, and then sniffed it.

"This place smells like money."

Yan Xian: "..." Why didn't he see anything?

"It doesn't look like anything on the outside, it's just an ordinary envelope."

Lush grinned with a small mouth and beamed with joy.

"But wire transfers require handling fees. Uncle Yu will not talk about it for now. My aunt alone will not spend this money in vain as long as she is still breathing.

This is also the biggest crux of Aunt Li's ability to take her daughter-in-law's money with peace of mind.

This is also the reason why Aunt Li was robbed of her red trouser belt by me, but she had to suffer the loss of being dumb.

Because she has no evidence at all about how much money I took from her. "

"It turned out to be based on reasoning." Yan Xian was really not as attentive as Xiao Can Guan. She was completely observant.

"If a father loves, the mother will be peaceful; if the mother is peaceful, the son will be peaceful; if the son is peaceful, the family will be harmonious, and everything in the family will be prosperous. If the father is lazy, the mother will suffer; if the mother suffers, the son will be afraid; if the son is afraid, the family will decline."

The old man has no virtue, the husband is incompetent, the wife suffers, and the son works hard. "

Lv Cong carried her little hands on her back, took small square steps, and memorized a section of the Tao Te Ching incomprehensibly.

The Yu family's suffering stems from the unethical marriage of a wife, which caused many family disasters.

She had no intention of taking advantage of the fool, and Yu Yaoyao was already in such a miserable state. How could she, a kind-hearted little fairy, add insult to injury?
However, she felt that Yu Yaoyao was much kinder to Captain Wen than to herself. When she returned to the Seventh Brigade, she gave him the unopened letter and asked Captain Wen to deliver it on his behalf.

Tomorrow is the National Day. Captain Wen came back from a meeting in the field department and received a truckload of benefits.

This is paid per capita, and only migrant workers can get it. Each migrant worker gets a pound of white flour, which he can use to make noodles or make dumplings to eat.

Not only did Yu Cong and Yan Xian receive benefits, but each of them also had five kilograms of white flour.

There were no educated youths or blind people, and tears of envy flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, Captain Wen announced a piece of bad news that shocked everyone with a worried look on his face.

A small-scale infectious disease is suspected to have occurred locally. As for the specific disease, it has not yet been determined. Ning County is okay, but Linxian County has collapsed one village after another.

Hearing this, something suddenly flashed through Lu Lung's mind.

So fast that she could barely catch it...

correct!

A few days ago, Sun Laizi clutched his chest and cried out in pain...

He also ate barbecue for Yu Yaoyao with ulterior motives. What kind of meat was roasted?

Rat meat…

plague! ?
Plague, also known as kala-azar, has a high mortality rate and is highly contagious. It is transmitted through rat flea bites, droplets, skin wounds, and digestive tract infections.

Emphasis is placed on early and adequate medication. Streptomycin is the first choice, but it is not easily absorbed after oral administration, but is well absorbed after intramuscular injection.

However, according to the current medical level, it is difficult to obtain large amounts of streptomycin, and one injection needle per person is in short supply.

How to do?
Lu Cong didn't want to cause unnecessary panic, so she pulled her little brother to the place where the person was being carried.She raised her little head and met his deep brows and eyes, which shone with all-embracing tenderness and released an invisible powerful force, which made her weak and helpless self more and more dependent on him.

"Lao Yan... still remember when Sun Laizi was about to get on the bullock cart and was driven off by Mrs. Zhao?"

"I remember, he held his chest and complained of chest pain, coughed, and his face was a little unnaturally flushed." Yan Xian lowered his eyes slightly, drew his palms inward, and held them tightly, feeling a bad premonition sweeping over him. .

“He gave Yu Yaoyao food like rat meat, and he must have eaten it too.

Originally, I thought he was pretending to be in order to ride on the bullock cart, but the more I thought about it, the more I felt something was wrong. "

"Xiao Cong suspects... the plague?" Yan Xian held his breath.

Lv Cong closed her eyes, leaned against him as if she was exhausted, nodded her head with a bleak expression, and said, "This disease is highly contagious and has a high mortality rate.

We have all been in contact with the labor camp. If Sun Laizi gets sick, the entire army will be wiped out once the incubation period is over..."

The wind lifted Yan Xian's bangs, revealing his handsome features. He looked at her quietly, very seriously.

He was a person who had died once and experienced death over and over again in nightmares. Naturally, he had nothing to fear from death, but he couldn't bear to part with Xiao Guan Guan.

"Is there any special medicine?"

"Yes, it requires intramuscular injection of streptomycin. Even if streptomycin is obtained, it is impossible to give one injection needle to each person in front of a large number of patients.

And one injection may not cure the disease; most patients require multiple injections per person.

With the current productivity, it is extremely difficult to produce needles and streptomycin in large quantities. "Lv Cong was a little panicked all of a sudden. She was under great psychological pressure and her voice was also panicked.

If it weren't for the fact that she was going to a labor camp, Mrs. Zhao and others wouldn't have gone there together to support her.

How could the fellow villagers who lost their family members let her go?

Her physical condition is not good, and her resistance is weak... If she is really sick, and her little brother cares about her so much, I am afraid it will be difficult to get rid of the memories.

And the dogs...what should we do?
Even in the face of life and death, Yan Xian remained calm and said, "Xiao Cong, don't worry, I'll send a telegram to the realgar first, and take as much as I can get."

"I owe Brother Eucalyptus another favor..." Yu Cong drooped her shoulders, almost feeling depressed.

The little brother is such a proud person, but he begs the boss of Nanshi again and again for her. She doesn't want the little brother to be wronged.

calm down!

must be calm...

She has read so many books and memorized countless prescriptions, and there must be some cures for the plague!
Have!
Must have……

"Here we go, Cimicifuga Turtle Soup!
It is recorded in the Jisi Medical Records: Treating the plague with Cimicifuga Biejia Decoction and distributing the patients, leaving no one alive..."

"Do you still remember the specific prescription?" Yan Xian stood in the corner, with the sunlight slanting on him. Half of him was cold and dark, and the other half was orange and warm.

The little jar must always be in good condition, otherwise...

"Remember! I remember!" Yu Cong was so excited that she almost jumped three feet high.

The tense strings in her heart finally relaxed, and she smiled so hard that her almond-shaped eyes curled up like flowers blooming in the wind in spring.

"Two liang of cohosh, one liang of angelica root, one liang of Sichuan pepper that has been fried to remove sweat, two liang of licorice, a piece of finger-sized fried turtle shell, and half a liang of finely ground realgar.

Use Cimicifuga to clear away the poison, Turtle Armor to relieve heat and protect the mind, Angelica Sinensis to regulate blood circulation, Licorice to purge fire and detoxify..."

"Leave the rest to me."

Yan Xian pursed his lips for a moment and took note of everything carefully. (End of chapter)