Concubine

Chapter 76

Since you can't ask for leave, just don't ask for it.

Yang Qiuchi came to the cell and bragged with Da Banya and others. At this time, a jailer came in from outside, still cursing and saying: "Damn it, if you want to die, you won't die, so I have to guard him all day long."

Da Banya asked, "Is that the poor scholar? Isn't he dead yet?"

"Isn't it? I've been howling for several nights."

Yang Qiuchi asked suspiciously: "What poor scholar, what's going on?"

Dabanya replied: "Master Yang, this poor scholar is named Long Zixu. He killed his wife and was sentenced to death. He has a high fever, diarrhea, and no money to see a doctor. It looks like he won't survive for a few days."

"Ah?" Yang Qiuchi asked in surprise, "Then why don't you go to the doctor to see a doctor?"

Da Banya quickly stood up, hunched over his waist and smiled: "Master Yang, it's not that we're willing to die, our cell doesn't have money for medical treatment for prisoners, and those who enter the cell will get sick three or four times out of ten. How about giving them money to see a doctor?"

"Then let them die?"

Dabanya said in embarrassment: "Master, there is no other way. The prisoner's family has money. Let's tell his family members that we can use the money to treat illnesses. If there is no money, we have to endure it. If we can't make it through, we have to accept our fate." gone."

Yang Qiuchi said: "How can you refuse to save him?"

He stood up, but he didn't know what to do. What Da Banya said just now was not unreasonable. The prisoner is sick, and the family has no money, and the yamen has no such expenses. You let Da Banya pay for the prisoner's medical treatment?There are so many prisoners, and their food and money are only so little, and it is not enough to spend all of them.

However, I heard that he is still a scholar, after all, he is a scholar, Yang Qiuchi felt a little soft-hearted, and said to Dabanya: "Take me to see it!"

Da Banya agreed, and led Yang Qiuchi to a repeat offender cell. In the damp and dark cell, there were reddish-yellow watery substances everywhere on the floor, exuding the stench of excrement and urine.

A middle-aged man was lying on the corner of the wooden fence, with a thick and wide wooden yoke on his shoulders, and iron chains on his hands, which were clamped in the two holes of the wooden yoke.

A mess of black hair was already tangled together, emitting a foul stench.He seemed to be having a fever, his face was flushed, his beard was lying in a mess on the wooden shackles, his eyes were dull, and he was moaning in a low voice.

Da Banya smiled and said to Yang Qiuchi: "This man is Long Zixu, who used to be a poor scholar. Hearing that Long Zixu was still moaning, Da Banya lowered his head and roared: "Your mother, don't howl, the supervisor is here!" up. "

Long Zixu opened his dull eyes, looked at Yang Qiuchi, and half closed his eyes again.

Yang Qiuchi leaned down, put the back of his hand to his forehead and tried it, his hand was hot, his fever was estimated to be about [-] degrees, his heart tightened, and he saw that he was extremely weak, his expression was indifferent, and his reaction was slow.Diarrhea all over the floor, blood in the stool.After pondering for a while, he asked, "How do you feel?"

After asking several times, Long Zixu half-opened his eyes: "It hurts... my stomach hurts..."

Yang Qiuchi stretched out his hand and pressed on the right side of his upper abdomen a few times, Long Zixu screamed in pain.

Just now, I found that Long Zixu's liver and spleen were obviously enlarged. With this symptom, Yang Qiuchi frowned even more. He took a few steps back and asked Dabanya: "Does anyone else have similar symptoms?"

Seeing Yang Qiuchi's nervous expression, Dabanya quickly replied: "No, apart from Hu San and the widow Xie who was taken away two days ago, there is no one else in this prison for serious offenders."

"Quarantine immediately, no one is allowed to enter!" Yang Qiuchi turned and walked out, "Call the best doctor in Guangde County immediately. Hurry up!"

Dabanya repeatedly agreed, and quickly ordered the jailer to seal off the prison for repeat offenders, and no one was allowed to enter, and hurriedly sent someone to invite the doctor.

Yang Qiuchi returned to the classroom, took a basin of hot water, washed his hands carefully, and then sat on a chair to meditate.Dabanya asked cautiously: "Master Yang, what disease does this scholar suffer from? Is it serious?"

"Probably typhoid!"

"Ah?" Da Banya was startled, "Oh my god!" He almost turned around and ran out.But the officer is still here, if he wants to escape, he must not want to mess around.

Dabanya’s fear was not unreasonable. In ancient times, people believed that epidemic diseases, that is, acute infectious diseases, occurred because the body was injured by cold air, so the ancients collectively called acute infectious diseases "typhoid fever".

What we call "typhoid fever" in modern times is an acute intestinal infectious disease caused by Salmonella typhi bacillus, which belongs to Class B infectious diseases, and is one of the typhoid fever diseases that the ancients said.It is also a common type of "typhoid fever" in ancient times. Due to the rapid spread and ineffective preventive measures, it is easy to cause large-scale infection, so the mortality rate is very high. No wonder Dabanya was frightened.

After a while the doctor came, and Yang Qiuchi told the doctor that the patient was probably suffering from typhoid fever, the doctor's face changed and he entered the cell very carefully.

After a while, he came out, and said nervously, "My lord is right, it's typhoid fever. What should I do?" He also trembled a little while speaking.

At present, it seems that this disease has not yet spread, and it must be blocked in its infancy, otherwise, once it becomes popular, it will be "thousands of shabby ghosts singing".

Yang Qiuchi ordered all the doctors in the city to be invited, and the doctors would transfer Long Zixu to a separate cell for isolation, clean up the excrement and bury it deeply, and then disinfect all the cells with traditional Chinese medicine soup.

All the prisoners and guards in the county government took traditional Chinese medicine for prevention and were followed up for observation.All expenses are paid by Yang Qiuchi.

Traditional Chinese medicine is very good at treating this disease. As early as the Eastern Han Dynasty, Zhang Zhongjing wrote the immortal work "Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases", which recorded the symptoms and treatment methods of hundreds of diseases.

Under the command of Yang Qiuchi, the doctors successfully completed the isolation and disinfection, prescribed medicine for Long Zixu to treat him, and also used preventive decoction for others.This infectious disease was discovered early and treated promptly, so it is estimated that it will not cause a large-scale epidemic.Only then did Yang Qiuchi heave a sigh of relief.

By the time the work was over, the sun had already started to go west, and he thought to himself, Song Yuner and the others went out in the morning, and it was already afternoon, and they hadn't come back yet, Yang Qiuchi felt more and more uneasy, and decided to take the little black dog to find them.

When Yang Qiuchi came home, Mother Yang's maid, Xiangqing, opened the door and said that the old lady and the two grandmothers had gone shopping.

Yang Qiuchi went to the forensic room to get a pistol. He was wearing a supervisor's robe, which was inconvenient to wear around his waist, so he tied the pistol holster on the outside of his right leg, inserted the pistol into the holster, and walked out.

When passing by the new house, he heard the faint sound of water inside, Yang Qiuchi was very surprised, didn't they go to the street?Who is in the house?Yang Qiuchi quietly opened the door and entered the house, walked through the outer room where the maid Yuechan lived, gently opened the curtain, and saw Yuechan sitting on a low stool, taking a bath.

See no evil!

Yang Qiuchi was about to avoid it when he suddenly saw Yuechan took some powder from a small box next to the water basin, sprinkled it on her left chest, and then groaned slightly in pain.

Yang Qiuchi pondered for a moment, opened the door curtain, and walked in...

(End of this chapter)