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Chapter 117 The Plague
After a while, the doctor came and took Tang Yulian's pulse.

The doctor sighed, shook his head and said, "This old lady has been infected with the plague."

"Then you should prescribe medicine for her!" Xiao Ningning said anxiously.

"The medicine I prescribed can only delay the course of the disease, and treat the symptoms but not the root cause." The doctor said: "In the past few days, all the patients in the county have been treated in this way, and we have no better way."

"What should I do? Do I have to watch my mother die?" Xiao Yiran asked anxiously.

"Yeoran brother, your injury is still not healed, don't get excited." Cheng Yuxi persuaded.

"My mother is already at the critical moment of life and death, how can I not be anxious." Xiao Yiran looked distressed. With that look, he wished that Tang Yulian would be punished.

Song Qingyou cleared her throat and reminded: "You should be careful to avoid being infected by her."

"Song Qingyou, are you human? That's our mother, she's sick, should we, as children, abandon her and ignore her?" Xiao Ningning roared angrily.

"Then you go on, pretend I didn't say anything." Song Qingyou said, she just asked these people to pay attention, and didn't tell them to ignore Tang Yulian.

Cheng Yuxi looked at Song Qingyou with flickering eyes, and she said softly: "Ms. Song seems to know this disease very well."

"I don't understand." Song Qingyou smiled.

Xiao Ningning reacted instantly, and said, "Song Qingyou, you are a doctor, you can definitely save my mother, right?"

"Xiao Ningning, you are really wrong this time. I have no better way to deal with this severe illness." Song Qingyou said truthfully, this Kushui County has reached the point where life and death are at stake, and she doesn't need to hold on to the past. grievances.

It's not that she is generous, she is really afraid that this group of people will die with her in the end.

She recalled the results of the last autopsy and said, "But this time the disease is transmitted through the air. To reduce the infection, we must reduce the contact between people."

"It's easy to say, how can I reduce it? Everyone looks up and down." Xiao Ningning said angrily, and rolled her eyes at her. When did Song Qingyou learn to talk nonsense?

Cheng Yuxi's eyes were complicated. She was still not sure when she saw the mask on Song Qingyou's face, but now she was completely sure that Song Qingyou and her came from the same place.

Song Qingyou's speech just now was completely consistent with an article she had read about how to prevent infectious diseases in their time.

This knowledge is not possessed by doctors of this era.

Song Qingyou smacked his lips and said, "Anyway, I'm reminding you out of kindness, it's up to you to believe it or not."

The doctor's eyes lit up and he said, "Girl, do you also know medical skills?"

Song Qingyou nodded.

"You are right. Among the patients I have come into contact with, all of them have weak pulses. This is a manifestation of insufficient yang water. Yang water governs the lungs, so the disease is caused by the lungs." The doctor said with emotion: "Why didn't I think , use this method to reduce the onset of the disease?"

"I want to tell my colleagues this news."

"Miss Song? Can you go with the old man and share your views with the old man's colleagues? This will be of great benefit to the plague in Kushui County." Lang Zhong asked.

Song Qingyou said: "At this critical juncture, Qingyou is duty-bound."

Xiao Ningning's expression changed, and he said, "Song Qingyou, didn't you say that you have nothing to do with this disease?"

"I really have no solution, but that doesn't mean that I don't know what disease everyone is suffering from." She said lightly.

"It's true that the back waves of the Yangtze River push forward the front waves, and each wave is stronger than the next wave. Miss Song can judge the villagers' illnesses just by relying on the symptoms of the villagers. This old man admires it." The doctor clasped his hands.

Song Qingyou rushed to the homes of several sick villagers with the doctor.

She put on protective gloves and wrapped herself tightly before daring to approach.

Several doctors saw a young girl dressed strangely, and they all cast inquiring glances.

The doctor who took Tang Yulian's pulse just now said: "Just now, Master Fang Cheng's mother-in-law has been confirmed to be suffering from the plague."

Several doctors sighed together and shook their heads helplessly.

"This girl is an expert I invited here. She has unique insights into this disease. Let her tell you about it." He introduced.

"A junior, is it really okay?"

"Isn't she the girl appointed by the county magistrate to grow food for everyone?"

"She actually knows medical skills? Can her medical skills work?"

There was a lot of discussion.

Song Qingyou cleared her throat and said, "Do you have any better ideas now?"

Everyone was slightly startled and fell silent instantly.

She continued to speak: "This plague is coming with force and cannot be controlled by human forces. Now, if there is internal strife, doesn't it mean that we are annihilating ourselves?"

Several doctors looked at each other and lowered their heads in shame.

Song Qingyou then told everyone about the symptoms he saw during the autopsy.

Several doctors were puzzled: "Miss Song, how do you know what a normal lung looks like?"

"Have you seen it before?"

"Opening people's intestines, I have never seen this kind of treatment."

"Isn't this the job of Zuo Zuo?"

"Miss Song, what on earth are you doing?"

Everyone looked at her suspiciously.

Song Qingyou's face darkened, and said: "You don't need to believe my words, but think about it, the solutions to the plague in the past dynasties!"

Hearing this, everyone turned pale and froze in place with fright.

Song Qingyou went on to say: "Since ancient times, the fastest and most effective way for the court to solve the plague is to close the city, and the people in the city must die."

"Do you want to see Kushui County become a dead city?"

She explained softly: "Don't worry about how I know, as long as you prescribe the prescription according to what I said, and try to control the scope of the plague, that is our hope of survival."

Cheng Yuxi happened to come here, and when she heard Song Qingyou's impassioned words, she immediately said, "I believe in Miss Song."

Everyone looked at Cheng Yuxi one after another. These two people usually do not deal with each other.

At this time, Cheng Yuxi was able to take care of the overall situation, and Song Qingyou couldn't help but look at her with admiration.

Cheng Yuxi stepped forward and said loudly: "In the face of the epidemic, only when we are united can we have hope of survival."

Xiao Yishu stood behind the crowd with deep eyes. He kept staring at Song Qingyou, as if she had some magical power.

"Miss Cheng said it well!" he shouted.

The villagers who heard the movement and came to watch applauded.

"Miss Song, all of our wealth and life in Kushui County will be handed over to you and the doctors."

"That's right, Miss Song, we are all counting on you."

(End of this chapter)