He didn't say any more, turned around and wiped his tears where no one else could see him.
"Miss Yue, you are a good person, please save them!"
Zhan Qingyue looked calm: "I'm here to treat them. This bucket of medicine is only for relief and prevention. To cure the disease, you must have the right symptoms."
After saying that, he was about to step onto the stone steps at the entrance of the ancestral hall, but was pulled back by Han Yiyun.
"No!" Han Yiyun's face was full of worry, and his brows were so furrowed that he could kill a fly. "You go in, what if you are also infected?"
He seemed to feel that what he said was a bit inappropriate, and he added: "What I mean is that you are the backbone of the team now, and nothing can happen to you!"
This is a fact that we have to consider. If I am also infected, I don’t know if the water in the space can be taken out?
If there was no water, more people in the team would die.
Seeing Zhan Qingyue in a dilemma, Li Zheng's son took the initiative to stand up.
"Why don't you let me in? I'm not afraid!"
He glanced at the dilapidated ancestral hall and said, "The old doctor in the village has also contracted the disease. He is inside. He knows how to diagnose. I might as well go in and find someone who can pass on the message."
After saying that, without waiting for Zhan Qingyue's consent, he took the medicine bucket from Han Yiyun's hand and turned around and entered the ancestral hall.
Zhan Qingyue looked at the back of Li Zheng's son and couldn't help but sigh.
"Tell me, the Li Zheng family is such selfish people, how come they gave birth to such a sensible son?"
"It's true that good bamboo shoots emerge from bad bamboo!"
Not long after, Li Zheng's son came out.
Zhan Qingyue and Han Yiyun rushed forward to greet them.
"How's it going inside? Do you need food and water?"
Li Zheng's son sighed, with a trembling voice and a hint of crying: "There are many seriously ill people inside who are in coma. The old doctor said that they might not be able to survive for long."
Li Zheng's son's eyes were red, thinking of his wife lying on the broken straw mat, breathing more out than in, no matter how much she screamed, she never opened her eyes, obviously she was in the "can't last long" series mentioned by the old man.
Zhan Qingyue's eyes were full of solemnity, and the corners of his mouth were trembling. He couldn't imagine how corpses were being carried out of the ancestral hall.
"Can you tell me how far our illness has progressed? What superficial symptoms are there? What internal symptoms are there?"
Only then did Li Zheng's son come to his senses, take a deep breath, calm down, and start talking about business.
Zhan Qingyue recorded everyone's symptoms summarized by the old doctor, said goodbye to Li Zheng's son, and returned to his residence to start dispensing medicine.
Han Yiyun stood by and prevented her from doing anything, even lighting the fire and adding wood.
After finally simmering the medicinal soup, Zhan Qingyue carefully checked the medicinal soup in the bucket, and secretly added a lot of well water taken from the space to the medicinal soup while no one was paying attention.
Isn’t this well water good for strengthening the body? I imagine that as long as the dosage is sufficient, it shouldn't be difficult to cure an epidemic, right?
Zhan Qingyue placed all her hopes on the water, hoping that space would give her another surprise.
After the new decoction was boiled, Zhan Qingyue and Han Yiyun delivered the decoction to the ancestral hall in time.
"This is a newly brewed decoction. Let everyone take it quickly. Even if they are unconscious, they must drink it!"
Zhan Qingyue gave Li Zheng's son a task with a solemn face.
Li Zheng's son took the barrel seriously and looked at the steaming soup.
"I'll go right away, you guys are waiting for my good news!"
Zhan Qingyue nodded and stayed outside with Han Yiyun.
She paced back and forth anxiously, glancing into the ancestral hall from time to time.
Li Zheng's son came in with a bucket of medicine and couldn't wait to start distributing medicine to everyone.
Several people with milder conditions stepped forward to help.
Soon, all patients were given medicine.
"Miss Yue said that those who are unconscious should still drink the medicine even if they are forced to drink it. This is life-saving medicine!"
Without any hesitation, everyone drank the bitter soup in their own bowls.
The one whose condition was mild had finished drinking his own medicine, and then he helped pour the medicine into the unconscious one.
Li Zheng's son hugged his wife and carefully fed her the medicine.
"Daughter-in-law, please open your mouth quickly and drink. This is life-saving medicine."
The woman whose face was flushed was motionless, and the medicine she fed to her mouth spilled out from both sides.
Li Zheng's son was so anxious that he almost cried. A lot of medicine went down in the bowl, but the person in his arms couldn't even swallow it. Instead, his collar was wet a lot.
"Boy Li Zheng, you can't do this."
The old man put down the bowl, came over with difficulty, reached out and pinched the woman's cheek, and her mouth opened.
Li Zheng's son hurriedly poured a spoonful of medicine into it.
As soon as the old man closed his hands, the woman's throat moved, and the medicine entered her stomach in one gulp.
Li Zheng's son found a way and quickly followed it.
Everyone helped each other, and finally all the patients were more or less able to take medicine.
That night, many people coughed less.
Those who were mildly ill felt much refreshed, and those who were in a coma gradually came back to life.
Seeing that everyone's condition was improving, Zhan Qingyue and Han Yiyun took a few more medicines.
Every time Zhan Qingyue added a lot of spiritual spring water to the medicine bucket while no one was paying attention.
Over the past few days, those who had the epidemic have improved a lot, and everything is developing in a good direction.
This morning, Li Zheng's son supported his still weak wife and kowtowed to Zhan Qingyue.
"Thank you, Miss Yue! Thank you for saving my wife."
His wife narrowly escaped death, and he really couldn't imagine it without Miss Yue.
With the couple taking the lead, people coming out of the ancestral hall kowtowed to Zhan Qingyue to express their gratitude.
"This time, when everyone walks through the gate of hell, you will never forget Miss Yue's great kindness!"
"If it weren't for Miss Yue, our group would probably be gone long ago."
"Everyone, everyone please get up quickly."
After helping this one up, that one also knelt down, and the thanks came one after another.
The favorability value in the space kept rising, and it showed that the favorability value could be exchanged for five-sense pills, which could be used to strengthen the five senses.
Zhan Qingyue didn't hesitate at all and immediately exchanged the favorability points for five sense pills.
As soon as I finished the exchange, I heard the faint sound of horse hooves behind the village, and I saw human figures in the lush vegetation around me.
Isn't it a bandit?
Thinking of this, Zhan Qingyue's heart also lifted.
She saw her family still cooking in the firepit, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.
If family members ask about it, they can't directly tell them about Wugan Wan.
"Sister Yueyue! Sister Yueyue!"
Han Yiyun hurriedly came out of the yard next door. He couldn't walk fast even if he wanted to, so he had to shout at the top of his lungs: "Sister Yueyue, come and see, what kind of mark is this? It wasn't there yesterday, how come it was there all night?" Too many, who painted it?"
Zhan Qingyue hurriedly rushed over and saw an ingot shape drawn with black charcoal on the door of the courtyard next door. A slash was pulled hard on the ingot.
Thinking of the sound of horse hooves just heard and the figure seen, it was undoubtedly a bandit.
"This is the sign of bandits! We are probably being targeted by bandits!"
