Chapter 140 Excessive modesty is pretentiousness

Style: Historical Author: twinkling starsWords: 2337Update Time: 24/01/11 22:01:54
As the saying goes, "After a great war, there must be years of disaster."

Due to frequent wars in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, plagues were rampant. There were five major plagues before and after, resulting in ten houses and nine empty houses, and countless people died and injured.

For example, Zhang Ji's family originally had more than 200 people, but in less than ten years, nearly 200 people died due to the plague.

Because of this, Zhang Ji later made up his mind to cure the plague, and thus wrote the masterpiece "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases"!

He hated the plague deeply, so after hearing Yang Ling's request, he agreed without hesitation.

"It's just that although I am proficient in medical skills, I am still at a loss as to how to cure the plague!"

Zhang Ji sighed.

"This is easy to say, I already have an idea."

Yang Ling smiled confidently and explained exactly what he had just thought of.

He decided to put the entire Wancheng under martial law and enter curfew mode.

No one is allowed to act on the streets without Cao Ang and Yang Ling's orders.

The food and drinking water that the people need every day are distributed free of charge by dedicated personnel from the government.

This way we can avoid further expansion of the plague!

Secondly, a large number of thatched cottages were built for isolation.

All the people who had been infected by the plague were moved in, and Zhang Ji was responsible for the consultation.

In addition, a group of smart young people were selected and asked to learn from Zhang Ji.

In addition, you must also prepare gauze, quicklime and other things.

As early as when Yang Ling opened his mouth, Cao Ang ordered Cao Anmin on the side to record everything he said.

After Yang Ling finished speaking, Cao Ang held the paper and read it again, and then said with some doubts,

"Teacher, why do you need to prepare gauze and quicklime?"

"Do you know what the plague is?"

Yang Ling asked with a smile.

Everyone shook their heads.

The ancients talked about the epidemic in disgrace, probably because they did not know much about the epidemic.

Most people even think that the plague is a sin sent by God!

"Plague is actually an infectious disease caused by microorganisms called bacteria and viruses. These microorganisms are highly pathogenic..."

Yang Ling briefly popularized the knowledge about bacteria and viruses to everyone.

"When dealing with patients infected with the plague, just wet the gauze and cover your mouth and nose to avoid infection."

"The patient's feces and clothing will also contain bacteria and viruses, and must be treated with quicklime."

After hearing what Yang Ling said, everyone looked shocked.

Because they have never heard of these things, they are like a fantasy!

However, Cao Ang still trusts Yang Ling blindly.

Without any hesitation, he said to Cao Anmin,

"Arrange manpower immediately and follow the teacher's instructions!"



As soon as everyone started to implement Yang Ling's suggestion, the plague completely broke out.

It's just a rough estimate that 30% of the people in the city are infected!

Even Cao Anmin and Huang Zhong's son Huang Xu fell ill one after another!

Fortunately, Huang Xu took the medicine prescribed by Zhang Ji and became much stronger.

Otherwise, he will die without waiting for treatment!

Although the plague was coming fiercely, as the people in the city were banned, the epidemic did not spread further.

Cao Ang ordered people to build a large number of thatched cottages outside the city and move all the sick people out of the city, where a team of doctors headed by Zhang Ji would diagnose and treat them.

After strictly implementing the epidemic prevention rules set by Yang Ling, in less than half a month, the plague was not only contained, but even subsided!



Wancheng.

Yang Ling, Cao Ang, Xu Chu and his party slowly arrived at the thatched cottage outside the city.

"Sir, sir is here!"

Zhang Ji, who was busy, received the news and hurried out to greet him.

"Mr. Zhongjing actually came to greet him in person. It's so polite!"

Cao Ang smiled and asked,

"How is the situation in the thatched cottage?"

"Today there are still more than 700 people who have not recovered."

Upon hearing this number, Cao Ang was relieved.

Compared with the previous huge number, 700 people are already considered a small number, which can almost declare that the epidemic is coming to an end!

He felt his shoulders relax and couldn't help but sigh,

"Fortunately, there is a teacher, otherwise, I'm afraid there will be a disaster in Wancheng!"

"Yes, thanks to the epidemic prevention measures formulated by Mr.!"

Zhang Ji also looked at Yang Ling with admiration and praised sincerely,

"I never expected that sir would be so good at curing the plague!"

Yang Ling couldn't help but laugh.

These are just common epidemic prevention methods in later generations!

"You are all overly praised. This plague was able to be quelled quickly. It is all thanks to you."

"Sir, you are so polite!"

"Everyone knows that this plague can be quickly suppressed, and sir should be the first to do so!"

"That's right, to use what you said before, brother, being too modest is just showing off!"

Everyone was talking a lot.

"Okay, okay, okay! Everything you said is right!"

Yang Ling smiled and stretched.

"Everyone has worked hard these days. You might as well go back and rest early today!"

In the past half month, everyone, including Cao Ang, has been busy working to control the plague.

Today, everyone was relieved to hear that the plague was almost eradicated.

So everyone said goodbye to Zhang Ji, returned to the city, and went back to their homes to rest.

Yang Ling hummed a little tune and returned to his residence with the steps of disowning his relatives.

"My husband is back."

Zou Rui heard the noise and hurried out to greet them.

Since the two got happy, she consciously lived in Yang Ling's place and served Yang Ling day and night.

"Why did your husband come back so early today?"

Zou Rui put away Yang Ling's robe and said curiously.

Yang Ling smiled and stretched out An Lushan's claws to touch Zou Rui's plump figure.

After teasing her until she was out of breath and her face turned rosy, she smiled and said,

"Because the plague is almost over!"

"real?!"

Zou Rui was surprised and happy.

She was restricted from going out for the past few days. Yang Ling had to be busy with government affairs, but she was suffocating.

"That's natural! As my husband, I am resourceful and can pacify just a few plagues. Isn't it easy to catch them?"

Yang Ling smiled.

"My husband is truly a genius in the world!"

Zou Rui's eyes were like peach blossoms, full of admiration.

"In that case, madam, why don't you put on the sexy clothes that your husband prepared for you a few days ago?"

Yang Ling joked with a smile.

Zou Rui's pretty face turned red and she said in a disgusting voice,

"I'm ready, I'm just waiting for my husband to come back!"

Yang Ling's heart felt hot, and he no longer hesitated, picked her up by the waist, and walked towards the bed!

Spring is everywhere!



Yang Ling kept indulging until dawn, and then ordered the troops to retreat.

So much so that when he went outside the city to see Zhang Ji the next day, he was still yawning again and again.

Zhang Ji glanced at Yang Ling's expression and warned,

"Sir, you don't look good. You shouldn't have sex too frequently!"

Yang Ling smiled awkwardly, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and said quickly,

"Mr. Zhongjing, do you...have anything like that?"