Yang Cheng reacted and immediately understood the seriousness of the matter.
Yang Cheng said in a deep voice: "Let's go, take me to see it."
"yes."
Yan Hu didn't waste any words, he responded and took Yang Cheng forward.
The two of them walked very fast, and Yang Cheng also blessed himself with a quick step technique, and soon they arrived at the barracks where the prisoners were kept.
There are already more than a dozen people here, led by Mu Qing. Mu Qing frowns, and in front of him lies a confused slave.
The slave's face was red, his forehead was hot and sweaty, and he was still coughing.
Mu Qing did not touch him directly with his hands, but took a wooden stick and poked him left and right, as if poking the slave like this would wake him up.
"The witch is coming."
Yanhu shouted towards them.
Immediately, when everyone present heard Yang Cheng's arrival, their faces showed expressions of joy.
"Witch, here you are, this is the sick slave."
Hongya said as he planned to welcome Yang Cheng in.
But Cang Shi stood in front of him, and both Hong Ya and Yang Cheng were stunned for a moment.
Then I heard Cangshi say: "Witch, don't go over there and look. Just look here. The slave is sick and I'm afraid it will be passed on to you."
Hearing his words, Hongya also reacted and no longer pulled Yang Cheng forward: "Yes, Wu, just look here, it's too dangerous inside."
Seeing the nervous looks on their faces, Yang Cheng shook his head and said, "Let me go in and take a look. I have to go in, otherwise I won't see anything."
This is more than twenty meters away from the sick slave. From such a distance, you can only see a slave lying on the ground, and nothing else can be seen. What the hell can this cure?
"But Wu..."
"Don't worry, I'm a witch, and I have the blessing of Grandmother Earth, so nothing will happen to me."
Yang Cheng said this with confidence. The most common illnesses of primitive people were colds, fevers, and colds, because there were very few germs in the primitive world. Without external factors, there would be no mutation of germs or malignant infections. Disease occurs.
And in terms of germs, Yang Cheng, who traveled from the earth, is even more dangerous. The germs on the earth have developed and evolved through countless iterations, and are much more powerful than the germs in this primitive world.
However, Yang Cheng guessed that when he traveled through time, all the germs on his body might have been eliminated for some reason.
Otherwise, Yan Lin and Xing, who had lived with him for so long and had close contact with him, would have fallen ill long ago and might even be dead now.
But having said that, Yang Cheng thought about it and took precautions.
He asked someone to find some pieces of ramie cloth and made a simple mask before approaching the slave.
During this process, others also wanted to follow Yang Cheng, but they were all stopped by Yang Cheng.
"Mu Qing, you also retreat over there."
Yang Cheng said to Mu Qing, who was still poking the slave with a wooden stick.
If there is an infectious disease, Yang Cheng is a young man and his body can still resist it. Mu Qing is so young and if he stays near the source of the disease, he may get seriously ill and die.
"witch……"
Mu Qing wanted to say something, but facing Yang Cheng's firm gaze, he nodded and retreated to Yan Hu and others.
After Mu Qing left, Yang Cheng knelt down and took a closer look at the slave in front of him.
This slave was relatively short in stature, with a stunted appearance, and was skinny with not much flesh on his body.
It's normal. It's not that the Qingque tribe mistreated him, but that when they were in the Wushe tribe, these ordinary people in the tribe didn't eat much meat. They ate wild grass and fruits to satisfy their hunger, and they often had a full meal. , and was commanded by the totem warriors of the Black Snake Tribe to do this and that.
As for the Qingque tribe, although they had food to eat every day and occasionally boiled meat, their physical weakness could not be recovered in a day or two and required a long period of recuperation.
However, the Qingque tribe captured them as slaves, so it was naturally impossible to give them time to recuperate and support them like their ancestors.
At this time, the slave's forehead was hot, with beads of sweat appearing like raindrops from time to time, his lips were trembling, and his meaning was confused.
Yang Cheng called him several times next to him, but he didn't respond.
"So hot..."
Yang Cheng touched the slave's forehead, retracted his hand, and thought: "Judging from the symptoms, it is undoubtedly a cold and fever, not other infectious diseases.
But judging from this situation, I don’t know whether it is a moderate fever or a severe fever. Hey, this primitive society is not good, and there are no thermometers, so it is impossible to measure the temperature.
But no matter what, there are only a few treatments, cooling down and taking medicine. If you can’t get injections, you can only cool down and take medicine. "
Thinking of this, Yang Cheng stood up and nodded to the people who were looking nervously not far away, saying that nothing happened.
This made Yanhu and the others visibly relieved.
Then Yanhu and the others cautiously approached, and Yanhu asked, "Witch, can it be cured?"
Before Yang Cheng could speak, Mu Qing said decisively: "Treat, what else to cure? Wu, just burn it!"
"Yes, Wu, let's burn him." Cangshi also said: "Hongya, go and pull a wooden cart, and we will take this slave outside the tribe and burn him."
"Okay, I'll go right away."
Hongya responded and left immediately.
Yanhu, who had just asked if it could be cured, did not stop him, with an expression on his face that said, "This will save trouble."
So decisive? If you say burn it, burn it.
Yang Cheng was startled by everyone's decisiveness, but then he thought about it and it made sense.
To primitive people, getting sick is like encountering the devil's magic, which cannot be solved, and because it may be contagious, it is best to burn the pathogen directly.
As for why primitive people think fever is contagious, it may be because everyone catches the cold collectively. Those who are in good health can withstand it, while those who are in poor health cannot. However, among people with poor health, there are some who are in better condition and those who are in worse condition. .
They did not have fevers at the same time, but one after another, so there was an illusion of contagion given to primitive people.
In primitive society, the best way to deal with this situation is to deal with it directly and burn it directly.
In the Qingque tribe, if an ordinary tribesman has a fever, the totem warriors may hesitate for a moment, but as for slaves, if they are burned, they will be burned.
"etc."
Yang Cheng stopped Hongya who was about to get the wooden cart.
Then he looked at everyone and said calmly: "Treatment still needs treatment."
