"Help?"
"Save what life?"
Zhao Ping asked doubtfully: "Medical Officer Lin, are you not living well?"
"If the plague is not eliminated, as a medical officer, I will definitely die."
Lin Hua cried: "It will even hurt the clan members, and at the very least, it will kill the three clans."
"Divine Doctor Zhao can come up with a way to stop the spread of the plague, and he will definitely be able to cure it. Please ask the miracle doctor to take action and save my family."
With that said, Lin Hua was about to kowtow to Zhao Ping.
Zhao Ping hurriedly helped him up, "Medical Officer Lin, you are a senior, I can't afford this great gift from you."
"As for the plague, as a member of Yun'an County, I should do my best."
"On behalf of the entire people of Yun'an County, I would like to thank Divine Doctor Zhao."
Lin Hua wanted to kneel down again, but Zhao Ping held him back until he knelt down.
"Doctor Lin, if you continue to kneel down like this, I won't care."
To be honest, Zhao Ping was very disgusted with this kind of etiquette of kneeling at every turn.
In his previous life, the idea he had always accepted was to kneel down in front of the world and on the ground below. His parents, even his teachers, rarely said anything about kneeling down.
But here, wives kneel to their husbands, and citizens kneel to officials. If they receive the slightest favor, they will kneel and kowtow.
The knees are like cartilage and can be bent at will.
Even if he gave many orders at home, he could not stop Liu Mengru, Yunman and others from kneeling down to him.
Zhao Ping also had a big head, so he stopped Lin Hua.
"It's just time for dinner. Let's eat first. After dinner, I'll tell you how to treat wind and cold?"
"Where can I get food?"
Lin Hua sighed.
"You have to eat even if you can't eat it."
Zhao Ping said sternly: "People are like iron rice or steel. If you don't eat one meal, you will be hungry."
"If you don't eat enough and drink enough, how will you have the energy to treat so many patients?"
"Not only do you need to eat well, but you also need to have a good rest."
Looking at Lin Hua's dark circles under his eyes, Zhao Ping knew that he must have been so worried that he couldn't sleep all night.
If this continues, he may collapse from exhaustion before the cold wind can be driven away.
He could only continue: "We are doctors, the key figures in solving the plague."
"Once your body cannot support it, do you still expect others to treat the patient?"
"Yes, you should eat well and rest well."
Lin Hua no longer refused and followed Zhao Ping into the house for dinner.
After eating and drinking, someone already came here to get medicine. Zhao Ping gave on-the-spot guidance on what kind of medicine should be used for what kind of symptoms, how much medicine should be dispensed, etc.
Lin Hua has a medical background and learns quickly.
Almost passed it once.
At this time, Tian Zhen also came with masks. There were not many masks. Their textile workshop worked overnight and only made about 5,000 masks.
Farmers will not distribute them for the time being, and Zhao Ping keeps one thousand for use by his family and workers.
The rest was sent to Tian Zhen to the county government for Huang Fengnian's control.
Before leaving, Tian Zhen took away all the acacia wine, but only gave Zhao Ping a deposit of 20,000 taels of silver notes. The remaining silver was written in an IOU and would be given after all the money was sold.
Zhao Ping readily accepted.
If there is an IOU, Zhao Ping is not afraid that the Tian family will default on the debt.
After all, the Dawei Laws have very strict regulations on debts.
Just take the IOU and file a complaint, and the complaint will be accurate.
The lightest ones are all sent to the army.
Some time ago, Wang Shiren took an IOU and robbed his wife and daughter. It was because of this law that he had no fear.
Liu Mengru took out her jade pendant, which symbolized her identity, as a mortgage because Wang Shiren wanted to file a lawsuit.
The Tian family is a big family in the county, so they don't dare to mess around.
Tian Zhen asked the housekeeper Zhou An to take the acacia wine home, which was what his father requested.
After Dad asked to see Sheriff Peng last night, he contacted Xu Tianhua.
Xu Tianhua was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped when he learned that the Tian family had bought ten jars of acacia wine.
He decided to go to Beijing.
Not only do I want to get a job as a seventh-grade wine taster for Penglai Immortal Lord, but I also want to make money.
Such a delicious drink must make a lot of money.
That's why Tian Zhen wanted to take away all the remaining acacia wine from Zhao Ping's family and let them go to Beijing to meet the saint.
Zhao Ping didn't know this, but was busy guiding Lin Hua and Wenhui to treat their illnesses.
Because some people in Xiping Village drank the decoction, not many people were infected with wind and cold, but there were also hundreds of people.
The three of them were busy all morning before the treatment was completed.
The medicine pack prepared by Wenhui has also been exhausted.
If this continues, I'm afraid there will be no medicinal materials to treat patients in other villages.
Lin Hua also saw this and said to Zhao Ping: "Miracle Doctor Zhao, I am returning to the county now and taking the apprentices from Miaoshou Huichun Hall to dig for medicinal materials."
"Then we report it to County Magistrate Huang and ask him to find a way to communicate with the superiors and ask the superiors to distribute the medicinal materials."
"As long as the medicinal materials work, I believe that the plague will be defeated in more than a month."
More than a month?
It's been too long.
Although news spread slowly in ancient times, if you really wait a month, I am afraid that the news will not only reach the county, but also the state capital and even the palace.
By that time, no one can guarantee whether the village will be set on fire.
It must be resolved as soon as possible.
After discussing with Lin Hua, Zhao Ping came to a conclusion.
The current infections are all due to colds.
And the decoctions he brewed are also effective. In Xiping Village, there are only 100 sick people.
Because Xia Cun drank the decoction in advance, there were fewer sick people, and there were only a few elderly villagers.
However, other villages did not drink the decoction. There were hundreds of people with mild illness, thousands of people with severe illness, and there were even villages where almost all the people were sick.
If treatment is not taken promptly and the condition continues to worsen, pneumonia may occur.
At that point, it becomes really hard to control.
Maybe it's a real plague.
That was not the result Zhao Ping wanted to see.
After careful consideration, Zhao Ping said to Lin Hua: "Doctor Lin, that's too slow."
"Let's hurry up."
"Instead of dispensing medicines in small packets, just use a big pot to boil the medicine soup for everyone to drink."
"First take the Ephedra, Aconite and Asarum Decoction, and then use Yupingfeng Powder after all the medicinal materials are used up."
"Whether we are digging for medicinal materials or asking the superiors to distribute medicinal materials, we always focus on ephedra, asarum, and aconite."
"In addition, you ask Magistrate Huang to send more people over, and I will ask the villagers to help make the soup. When they come, they can take it and distribute it to the people."
"Is this okay?"
Lin Hua frowned, "When the medicine is boiled in a big pot, the medicinal properties of the medicine will be reduced. Can it still cure the disease?"
"better than nothing."
Zhao Ping said: "In this current situation, if you want to treat all the patients, you must do this."
"Otherwise, if we distribute the medicine in small packets, we can only treat more than a thousand people with our current stock of medicinal materials. If there are more, there will be nothing we can do. Are we going to let those people suffer from illness every day?"
"Boiling medicine in a big pot reduces the potency of the medicine, but at least it ensures that every patient can drink the medicine."
"If you drink it for a few more days, the medicinal properties will be achieved and you will be cured."
"Otherwise, if it continues to be delayed, it will become a plague instead of a plague. By that time, even the gods will be unable to save the day."
"I will listen to Divine Doctor Zhao's arrangements."
Lin Hua had no other choice but to follow Zhao Ping's suggestion and rush back to the county seat.
Report to Huang Fengnian first.
Huang Fengnian was just a county magistrate, not a medical officer. He had no idea how to resist the cold, so he could only cooperate fully.
Only a few guards were left to protect the safety of the county, and he sent out all the others who could be used.
Even the county magistrate was sent to the county town to collect medicinal materials.
If the county governor doesn't allocate money, he just buys it.
Anyway, the Feng family and Ma Jiu family were raided recently. Huang Fengnian got more than 10,000 taels of silver and asked the county magistrate to spend it all to buy ephedra, aconite and asarum.
He even personally went to Xiping Village to help Zhao Ping.
Xiping Village is also very busy.
After Lin Hua left, Zhao Ping asked Yunman to gather the villagers and ask everyone to help make the soup.
After learning that Zhao Ping not only bought their sprouted grain at a fair price, but also distributed free decoctions, he took the initiative to take on the important task of fighting the plague.
Zhao Ping's prestige in everyone's hearts rose to the highest point.
The villagers were very obedient and started brewing the medicine according to Zhao Ping's instructions.
There are a total of 20 villages in Yun'an County. Each village has an average of 3,000 people, and there may be 1,500 patients.
That adds up to 30,000 people.
Each person drinks half a bowl, three times a day, which is 45,000 bowls.
One barrel can hold one hundred bowls of soup, so 450 barrels are needed per day.
Fortunately, with the help of villagers, we can barely hold on.
Huang Fengnian arranged for the prepared medicine to be distributed to various villages.
Because the journey was long and there were no cars, many people walked on foot carrying a bucket of medicine. By the time they arrived at the farthest village, it was already dark and progress was too slow.
Huang Fengnian wrote a document and sent someone back to the county government to coordinate.
All the horse-drawn carriages from the wealthy families were requisitioned, and even the donkey carts were borrowed.
In this way, it was not until Haishi that all the soups and medicines for the first day were distributed.
Before everyone could rest, the problem came again.
Lack of dry firewood.
It rained continuously, and the firewood was soaked. The only remaining firewood in the woodshed, which had been burning for a day, was basically used up and would be of no use tomorrow.
Everyone found Zhao Ping, but Zhao Ping was also at a loss.
Because their dry firewood is gone.
Let alone boiling medicine, whether you can cook tomorrow's meal is another question.
There is also a second problem, the medicinal materials are gone.
We can only hold on for one more day. If no medicinal materials are delivered tomorrow, we can only wait.
Just as Zhao Ping was running around anxiously, Huang Fengnian led the people back.
There was still a smile on his face.
As soon as they met, he took Zhao Ping's hand and said excitedly: "Mr. Zhao, you are really a miracle doctor."
"Those who were sick drank the decoction, sweated quickly, and then recovered."
"My body and bones are still a little weak, but my spirit is much better."
"I believe that as long as I drink it for another six or seven days, I will be able to completely defeat the plague."
