Liu San was surprised. Judging from the symptoms, this was typical schistosomiasis. He originally thought that this disease was mainly prevalent in Hunan, Jiangxi and other places, but he did not expect that it existed in Guangzhou!
Because schistosomiasis is caused by parasitic infection, vaccination is ineffective and relies entirely on manual control. Pinshu.com ( . . Its prevention and control is very difficult. And
The burden on our health clinics is not light. Liu San thought to himself that these infectious diseases basically had specific drugs available in the old time and space. But in this time and space, they have almost nothing in their hands. The types of self-produced antibiotics are rare and of low purity, and various anti-epidemic and disinfectant drugs are also insufficient.
However, he did not dare to show any worry and just continued chatting with the medical officers. His conversation with the medical officers continued late into the night. Liu San asked the General Affairs Department to let them stay in the Yamen for one night and leave tomorrow.
After seeing off the medical officers, Liu San looked at his notebook, which was filled with words that would shock every health and epidemic prevention personnel.
He couldn't help but worry. How should we do this health work? He is now empty-handed, lacking both people and things. Before departure, he received a manual, which was densely marked with rows of numbers. These numbers corresponded to the packaging boxes of special supplies planned to be shipped to the health mouth in Guangzhou. He compared them with the daily arrival bulletin issued by the Great World Ports. This manual will tell you how much supplies have been delivered and how much is still on the way. This will be of great help to him in carrying out specific business. But he didn't need to compare it to know that this was simply not enough for the situation he faced. The other doctor sent has not left yet, and is said to be preparing for the "Provincial and Hong Kong General Hospital".
After thinking about it, the only thing that can and must be done now is to conduct a city-wide health campaign. Minimize the breeding places and sources of infection of germs, and eliminate a large number of intermediate hosts. The spread of infectious diseases is closely related to the quality of environmental hygiene. Since they are unable to "treat" it, they can only start with this most basic "prevention".
The next morning after breakfast, he wanted to talk to Lin Baiguang. Unexpectedly, Lin Baiguang was not there. After asking his secretary, he found out that Elder Lin had gone to discuss the issuance of new currency and taxation with people in the finance department. As soon as the government opens its doors, there will be money. In particular, Liu Xiang's package of municipal renovation and construction projects cannot be completed without money.
Although Liu San was anxious, it was inconvenient to disturb him. He asked the retained county government secretary to lead the way to Puji Hall.
Since the Tang and Song Dynasties, prefectures and counties generally had government-run charitable organizations. In charge of "birth, old age, illness and death": Salesian Bureau is called "birth" and specializes in the adoption of abandoned children; the nursing home is called "old" and specializes in the adoption of orphans; Anji Fang is called "sickness". It specializes in taking care of the sick and disabled; Luzeyuan is called "death" and specializes in collecting and burying abandoned corpses. One prefecture and two counties in Guangzhou are no exception.
Liu San has read the information on the agency that was given to him by the Comprehensive Management Office. The government-run charity organization in Guangzhou is called "Puji Hall". This Puji Hall is very large and has multiple agencies: there are men and women who take care of elderly people who have no place to live. Homes for the elderly; Qingjie Homes, which accommodate chaste widows and their minor children who have no source of income. There is a hospital for blind people.
Logically speaking, charities have little to do with Liu San's work - this is a matter of the civil affairs system, but the people from the civil affairs office have not yet arrived, so Lin Baiguang temporarily entrusted Liu San to go to Puji Hall and Luzeyuan to check the situation. Check the hygiene inside.
"To be honest, I don't believe the integrity of the hosts of these government-run charities." Lin Baiguang said when handing him the materials, "Generally the hosts of such institutions are private individuals brought by local officials or controlled by local gentry. , there are a lot of shortcomings inside. You go and take a look at the situation, and I will rectify it slowly."
The hosts of such organizations also work as part-time workers. However, compared with the medical officers who "have no official positions but no salary", they are at a lower level than those who do not have any official positions or salary. However, there are also considerable interests in it. Local officials and local gentry are eyeing this, once the person in charge becomes vacant. There must be a fight.
Puji Hall is not in the city, but in a temple called Huanghua Temple at the northern foot of Yuexiu Mountain outside the Dabei Gate of Guangzhou. This area is mostly filled with tombs, graves, and mass graves. It is sparsely populated and was a place where bandits were rampant until the Republic of China. When Liu San wanted to go, Wang Sangou sent a squad of soldiers to escort him, and also transferred five or six government officials from the detective team who were familiar with the situation to follow him.
Liu San left the gate of the Great North Gate and walked along the official road for a short time when he felt unlucky. As far as the eye can see along the road, there are mountain tombs and mass graves in cemeteries. There are very few houses and fields on the roadside, and the few households that exist are dilapidated and extremely poor. There are quite a few houses on both sides of the road near Liuhua Bridge, but if you look around, there are many houses. It's either a coffin shop or a so-called "Ji Zhuang" with a certain yizhuang written on it. Liu San knew that the coffins stored inside were the coffins of foreigners who died in Guangzhou. These coffins were kept there for at least half a year, and at most for more than ten years.
Liu San knew that there were such temporarily stored coffins not only here, but also in the city. Many temples and guild halls have courtyards in their backyards dedicated to the burial of spirits. In addition to those who died in a foreign land and had to wait for their filial sons to "return their coffins to their hometowns" and "the leaves fell to their roots", there were also many local wealthy families who had to choose a good and auspicious day or a geomantic treasure place to temporarily not bury their bodies, so they often kept their bodies in temples.
As he walked, Liu San felt a faint stench drifting past his nose from time to time. Open the car curtain. Seeing the escorting government officials and soldiers all covering their noses and frowning, I knew that this was not my imagination.
"The incarnation factory of Luzeyuan is located at Liuhua Bridge in front..." A government official whispered, "The wind is going in the wrong direction right now."
Liu San nodded, took out the anti-beast powder he brought with him and wiped some in his nasal cavity before he felt better. He then distributed the anti-beast powder to everyone.
Suddenly he heard a sound of dogs fighting and barking not far away. He couldn't help being startled. He looked around and saw a group of dogs fighting in front of a barren grave only a hundred meters away from the road. A government official next to the sedan frowned and said, "You've committed evil!"
Liu San immediately realized what the wild dogs were fighting for, and couldn't help feeling sick, and ordered: "Quickly leave!"
The bearer quickened his pace. The group soon arrived at Huanghua Temple.
This Huanghua Temple was originally a majestic and magnificent temple, but it has been abandoned for a long time. The place where Liu San got off the sedan was the Zhengshan Gate that had long since collapsed. The mountain gate has turned into a pile of rubble, and the broken limbs of the clay sculpture of the Protector Vajra are still clearly visible on the rubble. Although the color has peeled off, you can still see the original exquisite decoration.
Liu San couldn't help but sigh secretly, walked around the collapsed mountain gate and walked into the temple. He saw that most of the temple halls had collapsed, and the rest were also badly damaged, with crooked walls and leaky roofs. The Buddha statues in various temples have been annihilated. The walls are decorated with murals. In the remaining halls and corridors, there were old men and women living in twos and threes, all dressed in knotted clothes. They were all unkempt and dirty, just like beggars. He was neither concerned nor afraid of their arrival.
There is a slightly neater hall in the middle, which was originally the place where the principal lived and worked. Then the Yamen servant said that the person in charge here was originally a relative brought by Dong Zhifu.
"Call someone here."
The yamen officer brought the man to him. He was a short, fat man in his forties, with a sallow complexion, but he was dressed neatly.
"The villain Mao Xiuyu kowtows to the leader." The visitor immediately knelt down and kowtowed.
"Get up." Liu Sandao said, "Are you the manager here?"
"The person in charge is Mr. Dong. He ran away after the heavenly soldiers entered the city." Mao Xiuyu stood up and bowed and replied, "The villain was working for him. Chief, please sit in the room." After that, Liu San and his party were Let inside.
This house was originally a palace, so the ceiling was very high and the inside was very large. There is also a public case seat in the middle of the bright room, with water and fire sticks, shackles, iron chains on both sides... a yamen style.
Mao Xiuyu let Liu San into the dark room on the side. This was probably where the principal lived and worked. Although the furnishings were not magnificent, they were not inferior to those of a middle-aged man's home.
"Commander, please take a seat." Mao Xiuyu gave up his seat respectfully and brought another bowl of tea, "Commander, you have worked hard all the way and come to our wilderness, there is nothing to entertain..."
"I'm here to take a look, you're welcome." Liu San looked around and saw a sharp contrast with the dilapidation outside. He couldn't help but said, "Those in charge know how to enjoy the hardships."
"Mr. Dong used to work here, but he ran away the next day after the heavenly soldiers entered the city." Mao Xiuyu said, "Actually, he doesn't live here on weekdays. He only comes here on days when money and rice are distributed. He lives here on weekdays. In the city.”
"So you are the one in charge here?"
Mao Xiuyu hurriedly bent over and said with a smile: "You can't be called a manager! I'm just here to do things. I don't dare to make any decisions. I just follow the orders of the person in charge."
"Since you own the land here, let's talk about the situation here first." Liu San picked up the tea bowl and put it down again - God knows what kind of water is used here! There are mass graves everywhere in this area. Whether it is surface water or underground water, I am afraid it will not be too clean.
"Yes, yes," Mao Xiuyu nodded repeatedly and reported, "there are 2165 orphans, poor, old, sick, blind, and poor and chaste women registered in this Puji Hall. According to the regulations, each person will be given three Dou of rice per month. The money is forty-five cents. Kubu is given one horse every three years."
Liu San opened his notebook and jotted down the numbers. Then he asked, “Where does money rice come from?”
"One is from the government and county treasury, and the other is from charity from people in the city who are kind and charitable."
"Three buckets of rice?" Liu San found it a bit unbelievable. If one bucket of brown rice is made, it costs almost twelve kilograms, and three buckets of rice is thirty-six kilograms. In the old days when grain was supported by vouchers, most people's ration was only twenty-eight pounds, and more than thirty pounds were only enjoyed by manual laborers.
"Yes, three buckets of rice." Seeing that he didn't believe it, Mao Xiuyu said with a smile, "Sign up to receive three buckets of rice for each person - naturally you can't finish it, and the rest is the expenses of the courtyard. Let's talk about this Puji In the position of the head of the hall, whoever comes in does not come in with rags, and goes out with a horse in a brocade robe..." (To be continued.)
