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Chapter 119 Plague Outbreak
An unnatural smile appeared on Fang Cheng's face: "I understand Miss Cheng's meaning, Fang is also a person of measure."

Cheng Yuxi twitched the corners of her lips and said, "Thank you, Mr. Fang."

"No hard work, no hard work." Fang Cheng said politely.

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Ningning ran over crying, and knelt down in front of Fang Cheng: "Husband, please ask the doctor in Kushui County to save my mother."

Fang Cheng smiled awkwardly at Cheng Yuxi, and said, "Miss Cheng, I have some personal matters to deal with."

The brilliance in Cheng Yuxi's eyes flickered, she wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, she couldn't get involved in the things that people want to say behind closed doors between husband and wife.

After Cheng Yuxi left, Fang Cheng lifted Xiao Ningning who was kneeling on the ground: "Tell me, what's going on?"

With teary eyes, Xiao Ningning said, "Master, my mother has already contracted the plague, and the doctors in the entire Kushui County can't do anything about it."

"I'll go to the bulletin board now and post a reward order. Whoever can develop a medicine to treat diseases will be rewarded with 500 taels of silver." Fang Cheng said wrinkledly.

Song Qingyou wore protective clothing and walked around the epidemic area to observe the conditions of the patients.

Among the old men, there was no one who had no backbone, and asked: "Miss Song, do you see anything? Is there anyone here who can be saved?"

"Why are you so anxious? There's nothing you can do about it?" Xiao Yishu had been following Song Qingyou to protect her. Seeing that she was being made difficult by several men, he couldn't help but say.

"We don't have any other intentions, just want to make the patients recover as soon as possible."

Several doctors looked at Xiao Yishu with disgust. This man didn't understand anything and was trying to point fingers at them.

Song Qingyou carefully observed everyone's symptoms and took out a notebook to record them carefully.

Everyone had never seen this kind of treatment method before, and asked, "Miss Song, what are you doing? Hurry up and treat people?"

"I am recording all the patients' symptoms to distinguish between mild and severe cases." Song Qingyou explained.

She frowned, and then asked, "What kind of medicine do you give the patients?"

"Three-pointed bitter, peppermint, wild chrysanthemum, and plum. These four herbs."

"The initial symptoms of infection in the patients were cough and fever, so we used these prescriptions."

"There's another reason these herbs are the most common."

"Treating the symptoms but not the root cause." Song Qingyou said with emotion.

"It's true. These medicinal materials can only relieve the symptoms of patients and delay the course of the disease, but cannot cure them."

"So, we need to work out a prescription to treat the real disease." Song Qingyou suggested.

Several doctors looked at each other in blank dismay.

Song Qingyou is a Western medicine doctor, and her thinking is completely different from that of Chinese medicine.

While the few people were talking, a heart-piercing cry came from the quarantined epidemic area.

"Father, wake up! Open your eyes and look at me."

Everyone followed the voice and saw that a patient was pale and had no breathing at all.

The old man shook his head helplessly, and said: "The world is impermanent, this man is dead."

Immediately, officers and soldiers stepped forward, wrapped the corpse in straw mats, and stepped out.

The other patients showed fearful expressions when they saw this scene.

A few people with severe symptoms also started crying, as if they were seeing their own death.

"The most taboo thing about this illness is emotional agitation, you guys have to take care of your health." The old doctor persuaded.

"What's the use of taking care of our health? It's not you who are sick."

"You don't even have a cure for us, we might as well die now."

Song Qingyou took a step forward and said coldly: "If you really want to die, there is a dry well in this backyard. You can go and throw yourself into the well. We will never stop you."

Everyone was speechless, and the patients looked at Song Qingyou in front of them in disbelief.

"You are dead, the medicinal materials saved can still be used by those who want to live."

"Song Qingyou, what are you talking about?" A sick patient said through gritted teeth.

His symptoms seemed milder: "Whether we live or die, what does it have to do with you?"

"It doesn't matter, but just imagine, if the people in Kushui County all go to seek death, the court will abandon us even more. When the time comes, Kushui County will be sealed off and set on fire. You will be the chief culprit who killed us."

"How can it be so serious?"

"So, if you want to die, you should die farther away, and don't dirty Kushui County." Song Qingyou said coldly, she was really angry, and everyone was racking their brains to save them.

They are not strong-willed and want to seek death.

The expressions on the faces of several patients were very ugly, but they stopped making noise.

Song Qingyou retreated into advance, and continued to speak: "Everyone is sick, and the depressed mood is understandable. Whatever you do now is a signal to survive. Ask yourself, do you really want to die?"

"I want to live."

"I also want to live. I have survived the three-year drought. I don't believe that we can't survive a minor illness."

Everyone regained their confidence.

Song Qingyou left the epidemic area and disinfected herself. She deliberately kept a certain distance from Xiao Yishu, and didn't approach him until she was disinfected.

"Tonight, we are going to Yizhuang again." Song Qingyou said softly.

Xiao Yishu's eyes widened: "You don't want to dissect them, do you?"

Song Qingyou nodded, and said, "That's right, because these people's illnesses are different, some have fever, some have cough, and some have edema."

"I'm not sure whether they were infected with the same virus."

"You mean, there are many kinds of viruses?"

"This is just my guess. For the specific situation, we have to wait for everyone to analyze it and see what the specific situation is like."

"Maybe, it's the same virus, but it just reacts differently on different people." Song Qingyou said.

If this is the case, great, it means that she only needs to develop one drug.

"At night, I will look after you." Xiao Yishu said.

At night, two people went out quietly. At first, they were very careful, but later, they looked at the empty street and walked forward in a swagger.

Because of the plague, people in the mountains of Kushui County were in panic, and everyone stayed behind closed doors.

Song Qingyou twitched the corner of her mouth and said, "Now you don't have to guard me, they won't go out at this juncture."

As soon as he finished speaking, he bumped into Cheng Yuxi head-on.

Cheng Yuxi looked at Song Qingyou's tightly wrapped appearance and couldn't help but ask: "Miss Song, what are you doing sneakily in the middle of the night?"

(End of this chapter)