At nightfall, another slightly empty train arrived at Shuozhou Station.
The disappointed people had already dispersed, and the train drove into the platform without any hindrance.
Steam filled the air, and accompanied by a clanking sound, the car door slowly opened, revealing three all-white figures wearing white protective clothing, goggles, masks, and gloves.
Li Ang, Qiu Feng, and Ouyang Shi walked out of the car door,
In another carriage, Duke Yan Yundang and several followers of the Yan Mansion also stepped off the train - they were all innate or acquired body-training warriors, and originally did not want to wear any protective equipment. Li Ang put on a mask at his request.
After years of rest, Yan Yundang's original anemia has been basically effectively controlled, and his physique and facial fat have returned to their previous levels. Therefore, the mask appears to be a bit narrow.
"..."
Li Ang looked around. The platform was in a mess. There were muddy footprints everywhere on the ground. It was obvious that something had happened during the day.
But now was not the time to inquire carefully. The group got on the carriage arranged by Shuozhou Station and galloped all the way to the outside of Shuozhou City. They showed their tokens and asked a few listless city gatekeepers to open the city gate.
"Such a strong lime smell."
As soon as he drove into Shuozhou City and stuck his head out of the car window, Ouyang Shi couldn't help but say.
"Um."
Li Ang nodded slowly. At this moment, Shuozhou City was eerily quiet. Not a single person could be seen on the street. Only the lanterns hanging on both sides of the street were still fluttering in the wind.
Lime powder can be seen everywhere on the dirt floor.
Apparently it was the soldiers of Shuozhou who sprinkled it during the day in accordance with the requirements in the disease prevention manual of the academy.
Fortunately, the situation was not so bad beyond Li Ang's imagination. At least he still had the manpower to splash lime.
"let's go."
Li Ang lowered the curtains on the car window, and the carriage drove quickly through the quiet town, and soon arrived at Yan Hu's residence in Shuozhou.
Without waiting for the servants in Yanhu's mansion to report, Yan Yundang revealed his identity, walked into the mansion with Li Ang, and found Yanhu.
The second young master of the Duke's residence is currently lying in bed, with runny nose, sneezing, and coughing.
When he saw his father coming all the way, he was moved and blamed himself, and struggled to sit up from the bed.
"Lie peacefully!"
Yan Yundang told Yan Hu to continue lying on the bed with just one word.
Li Ang didn't talk nonsense. After a simple physical examination and a sputum sample, he took out his mind thread and conducted an internal examination. It didn't take long to get the answer.
“Patients have a stronger cough when they wake up in the morning.
There is a lot of sputum, and stratification can be seen after leaving it. The upper layer is foam, the middle layer is translucent mucus, and the lower layer is necrotic material.
It can basically be confirmed that it is not an epidemic, but bronchiectasis caused by whooping cough.
Perform postural drainage on the diseased area, and then use allicin to inhibit the bacteria.
After that, all close contacts should take allicin orally for ten days as a preventive measure. "
Li Ang put several threads of thought together to form a pipe, and drew out the secretions accumulated in Yan Hu's chest. Then he asked him to take allicin and lie on the bed to have a good rest, even if the treatment was completed.
However, curing Yan Hu is only the beginning. Li Ang's real purpose is to investigate a series of deaths from illness in Shuozhou in recent days.
"Please, General Yan, please send someone to take us to Shuozhou Hospital."
Li Ang said: "How many people have died of illness in the city these days?"
Yan Hu, who had drained the phlegm from his body, spoke much more eloquently and coughed lightly as he replied: "Including today, it's nearly six hundred."
"How come there are so many dead?"
Qiu Feng lost his voice.
You must know that Shuozhou is not a big state. The population in the city is less than 200,000, and including the surrounding farms, it is only 300,000.
"The disease progressed so quickly."
Yan Hu said helplessly: "Once the patient starts to feel uncomfortable, it can take as little as one day or as long as two or three days, and he will definitely die.
No medicinal stone can delay death.
The patient who seemed to be just coughing yesterday was already dead when I sent someone to see him the next day. And if someone in a family dies of the disease, his remaining family members and surrounding neighbors are at risk of contracting the disease. "
Li Ang was silent for a moment and asked: "...The bodies of people who died of illness are all placed in the cold room of the hospital, right?"
Yan Hu nodded and said: "Yes, nearly four hundred people died.
Due to the narrow space in the cold room of the ward,
I purposely had people excavate and expand it, and placed a large number of frozen rune boards inside. "
"You did the right thing."
Li Ang breathed a sigh of relief. Infectious diseases are often spread through the corpses of the deceased. Putting them in the cold room of the hospital can at least reduce the probability of transmission.
"I will go with you."
Yan Yundang immediately turned around and said.
"Um?"
Li Ang hesitated for a moment, Yan Yundang's son was still ill in bed, why didn't he stay and take care of him?
"Whooping cough can be cured by allicin. Now that Erlang has removed the sputum and taken medicine, there is no point in me staying here to take care of him."
Yan Yundang said with sharp eyes: "Didn't the previous Suzhou water poison turn out to be caused by a Gu master?
With me escorting you all the way, Your Majesty and the teachers in your academy can feel more at ease. "
"good."
Li Ang nodded in agreement. Yan Yundang is different from Gongsun Changyi and Xiong Tuohai who died at the hands of Jianquan before. He is a true martial arts master, equivalent to monk Zhuxiao.
Even if the missing Situ Zhi comes back, Yan Yundang can punch him at any time as long as he is found.
Yan Yundang divided several guards of the Yan Mansion and stayed to protect Yan Hu.
He himself followed the remaining guards and accompanied Li Ang and the others to the underground cold room of Shuozhou Hospital and saw the bodies of all the deceased.
More than five hundred corpses covered with white cloth were all piled on wooden shelves.
The toes of each corpse had white cloth exposed, and wooden signs were tied to them, with the deceased's name, place of origin, address and other information written on them.
The atmosphere is depressing, solemn and tragic.
"Rumble--"
The freezing talisman board on the wall of the cold room is fully activated, creating billowing cold air.
A light layer of white frost formed on the ground, walls, and the white cloth of the corpse.
"A sneeze."
Ouyang Shi, who had the lowest cultivation level, was blown by the cold wind from the talisman board and couldn't help but sneeze under the mask. His arms were folded in front of him.
"Here, you dress."
Li Ang stared at the dead man on the wooden frame, took off his coat and handed it to Ouyang Shi.
He quickly stepped forward, released his mind power, unloaded a stretcher from the wooden frame, and placed the deceased on the stretcher on the autopsy bed in the middle of the cold room.
Like other corpses, the toes of this corpse also had bruises and necrosis, showing a strange purple-black color.
The uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger, and as the white cloth was lifted, this uneasiness reached its peak.
