Shopkeeper Liang's face instantly turned serious when he heard this, "Mr. Zhou, what do you mean by this?"
His heart was trembling.
"There's something wrong with that group of people."
“Aren’t all refugees like this?”
"There is something wrong with the officers and soldiers guarding the city wall. Although there are many of them, nearly half of them cannot even draw their bows and arrows. They need to lean on the city wall to stand firm. The most important thing is, haven't you noticed that they have been coughing?"
"Wind-cold..."
"With half the wind chill, the odds are a bit too high."
Zhou Yunshu is now extremely grateful that they have been wearing homemade masks since they arrived in Anshan. Otherwise, she would have been so close to the victims, and she was really afraid that there would be a risk of infection.
In ancient times, medical conditions were not as good as in modern times. A cold could kill someone. If it was really a plague, it would be really terrible.
As soon as Zhou Yunshu said these words, the expressions of Du Laoer, Wei Zhong and others immediately changed.
They knew that Zhou Yunshu was never a targeted person, and since she said this, it was basically confirmed.
Now the team almost ran away from Baishi County. If Manager Qi hadn't followed closely, he might have been thrown away by them.
But even so, Zhou Yunshu also separated from Qi Guanshi and others.
When night fell that day, a group of strange people stood beside the deserted fields.
They lined up in two long teams, with a gap of almost one meter between the two people in each team, so at first glance the team looked particularly strange and winding.
There were obviously more than 200 people in the team, but at this moment it was so quiet that people were panicking.
Almost no one spoke or conversed, everyone was anxiously awaiting the results ahead.
Manager Qi and his men stood fifty meters away from the team. Seeing Zhou Yunshu and the others making such big moves, his heart began to panic involuntarily.
He started to turn around and ask the people in his team, "Is anyone having a fever, is anyone feeling sick and wanting to vomit, is anyone in something wrong?"
"Check it out for me. If you find out," Manager Qi's eyes flashed with a ruthless look, "No matter who it is, I will kick him out of the team!"
"yes."
On the other side, Zhou Yunshu did not let Li Jialan and others get out of the car for safety reasons.
Zhou Yunshu knew their situation best, and Dr. Xue would habitually check it on Li Jialan and the others every time he checked Zhou Yunshu's Ping'an pulse, so their bodies were always in good health.
Because of Zhou Yunshu, old doctor Xue and his apprentice were the first to check the pulse of Hu Zi, Wei Zhong and others around Zhou Yunshu.
Fortunately, she usually has strict hygiene standards, so there is no problem for Huzi, the others, or the patrol team.
Dr. Xue and Qingfeng checked the pulse very quickly, and unknowingly they detected one-third of the people, and these one-third of the people did not have symptoms such as fever, nausea, and vomiting for the time being.
The people who had no problem stood on the other side of the line, and everyone's face was filled with relief that the alarm was a false alarm.
But not everyone is so lucky.
"Have a fever? How come our whole house has a fever!" When the woman heard that her son had a fever, she looked at Qingfeng in collapse and cried: "Doctor, my son must not be infected with the plague, right?"
As soon as the woman said the word "plague", the people around her dispersed in fear, fearing that they would be infected by the child in the woman's arms.
Qingfeng deliberately raised her voice because she was wearing a thick homemade mask, "It is temporarily confirmed that she has a fever, but it does not necessarily mean that she is infected with the plague."
Qingfeng looked at the seven or eight-year-old boy in front of him and said, "Mancang, have you seen the tent over there?"
Mancang cried and nodded fearfully.
"You can stay there tonight and I will make some medicine for you. If you are fine tomorrow, you can stay in isolation for a few more days and return to the team, okay?"
Mancang nodded and looked at his mother, "Mom."
When the woman heard her son calling her mother, her eyes turned red and she said, "Doctor, I, I, I will go to accompany him. Is it okay if I go to accompany him?"
"He is my son and I am not afraid of infection. If he really dies, we two will die together!"
After the woman finished speaking, she asked the children in the warehouse to cry and hug the woman.
Qingfeng sighed deeply when he saw this scene, and just told them to go to the tent and wait before starting the next pulse diagnosis.
There are quite a few people in their team, so they need to screen out those who have fever and nausea as soon as possible.
The plague is too serious, so Dr. Xue and Qingfeng will not make casual conclusions, nor dare to let anyone off casually.
Now that the weather has turned cooler, they will have to observe it overnight to get more accurate results.
At the end of the examination, in addition to the child under ten years old in Mancang, a man and a woman were diagnosed with fever in the entire team.
The woman's name was Lily, and she was the one who had been reviled and ostracized because of her brothel origins.
It was already November, and she was still wearing a thin summer shirt. The moment she heard that she was getting hot, she subconsciously wanted to pray, but when she saw the disgusted eyes of the people around her, she silently lowered her head. .
No one wanted to let her live.
"puff!"
An unclean but thick coat was thrown on Lily's body. Lily looked up and saw a tall and thick man looking at her.
She knew him, his name was Huzi, and he was from Mr. Zhou.
"Here you go, don't freeze to death."
Lily lowered her head and tightened her coat with her thin straight fingers.
"Don't hang around here. My boss asked all of you who have fever to go to the tent over there. Go quickly!"
Lily nodded slightly, grabbed her clothes and staggered towards the tent.
The last person to have a fever was Liu Fuyi.
After Wan Liqing learned that Liu Fuyi had a fever, she took three steps back and looked at Dr. Xue in disbelief: "Doctor Xue, are you wrong? Liu Lang has been in the carriage and rarely goes out, how could he have a fever?" Woolen cloth!"
"Take your pulse again and show it to him again. Maybe you got it wrong. Take another look."
Old Doctor Xue looked at Wan Liqing, who was about to smash his sign in front of him, and said, "I have seen the disease for so many years, and I have never made a mistake."
"Since you are so worried, you can go over and keep an eye on me!"
Old Doctor Xue knew in his heart that Liu Fuyi just had an ordinary fever, but he couldn't stay in a tent when other people had a fever, except for him, a grown man.
After Wan Liqing heard what Old Doctor Xue said, she thought Liu Fuyi had really been diagnosed.
She remembered that she had held Liu Fuyi's arm not long ago, and subconsciously rubbed it on her body a few times. After doing so, she looked at Liu Fuyi's cold eyes and realized what she had just done.
"Liu Lang, I..."
"I won't go back to the carriage. Please give me my luggage."
Liu Fuyi's voice was cold, as if he expected that Wan Liqing would refuse to accompany him.
But think about it, he is just an actor, and Wan Liqing is the daughter of the county magistrate, so they are not the same people.
