Liang Chuan and his party were each given a bamboo hat. This hat was really uncomfortable to wear on the head, not to mention the poor visibility, and it was not breathable. Wearing it for a while made people feel uncomfortable with chest tightness and shortness of breath!
However, including An Yisheng and Secretary Huang, they could only watch Liang Chuan keep playing with this thing. They were confused and had no idea what the use of this thing was!
That's not all. After tossing with the bamboo hat, Liang Chuan brought some pieces of gauze and then told Xiaocheng to go to He Baozheng's house to get some moxa to repel mosquitoes!
He Baozheng was making mosquito-repellent incense and needed a huge amount of mugwort. Liang Chuan almost forgot about him!
Xiaocheng, a small man, was holding a large bundle of mugwort leaves, which blocked the road and made him fall several times along the way, but he always remembered his father's instructions to go back quickly.
Liang Chuan felt very pleased when he saw Xiao Xiaocheng with broken knees. This boy was full of vigor. It was a pity that he had been running around and didn't teach him well. He couldn't teach him all the knowledge he had learned!
As soon as the mugwort was brought, Liang Chuan moved it directly to a roller without stopping. The dry mugwort was crushed with a stone roller, and it immediately broke into powder. Over and over again, it became finer and finer.
Everyone looked at Liang Chuan blankly, they couldn't understand this series of operations at all!
Liang Chuan called Shen Yuzhen again and asked her to sew the moxa powder into the middle of the gauze, then fold the gauze in half to seal it, and sew two strips of cloth on the edge.
Yes, masks!
Liang Chuan had no way to get the velvet cloth, let alone the chemical fiber filter inside the mask. All he could do was this, a simple mask with some mugwort powder sewn into it, and then thickening the cover, hoping for this Gadgets can protect the heart and lungs from being infected by the plague!
Time has not allowed Liang Chuan to find those anti-inflammatory and sterilizing Chinese herbal medicines to sew into this simple mask. The most plentiful one now is the mugwort in He Baozheng's hands. Dried and crushed, it becomes sterilized mugwort powder. This is the only thing!
This simple mask plus a hat mask is what Liang Chuan can do. Whether this most luxurious equipment can be effective in the face of this sudden plague can only be tested in actual combat!
The bamboo weaving workshop sent bamboo hats one after another, and after everyone wore one, Sun Shubo and Liang Shiguang carried as many baskets of bamboo hats as they could, they might use them on the mountain!
Then, Liang Chuan gave each person a makeshift simple mask and said, "We will go into the mountains soon. A serious plague is breaking out in the mountains, and many people have died. No matter how uncomfortable it is to wear it on your face, Liang Chuan You can’t take it off, let alone exchange it, you can’t take it off until you go down the mountain or leave the plague-infected villages, you know!”
"Wearing this... can it prevent diseases?" Secretary Huang asked weakly. He has traveled around the world for so many years and has seen all kinds of strange diseases. He has also faced many plagues. From time to time, they will spread among the army during marches and battles. Come on, I’ve never heard of a piece of cloth being able to stop the plague!
Liang Chuan could only answer him helplessly: "I don't know whether it can be blocked or not, but according to the knowledge I have learned, it can at least have some effect!"
An Yisheng rolled his eyes at Secretary Huang and said, "Just listen to whatever my uncle tells you to do. Are you more capable than my uncle? Why don't you go?"
The group of people walked through Helu Village dressed in extremely weird clothes and headed towards the dangerous mountain forest!
Back and forth, time has arrived on the third day in a blink of an eye. Every minute and every second is golden time, especially when the plague is spreading!
Liang Chuan had no plane or car, so he had to rely on his legs to travel hundreds of miles back and forth. Not only did he have to find someone to find a doctor, he also had to mobilize supplies and seek help from the court!
Three days is already Liang Chuan's limit!
At this time, Zhao Weixian did not dare to delay. He ordered Cao Qiansong and Zuo Qiuhong to escort the various medicinal materials and grain needed by Liang Chuan to Xinghua.
Unexpectedly, these two people were dissatisfied with Liang Chuan a few years ago, but now their status is completely different. Even their master Zhao Weixian is in awe of Liang Chuan, which makes them even more dissatisfied!
Zhao Weixian asked them to adjust the grain, and the two of them sold all the collected grain. Then they bought some bran for livestock in the horse market, and then took some spoiled medicinal materials that had been eaten by insects and rain, and sent them to Xinghua!
This is something.
The transfer on the Fujian Road prompted Zhao Weixian to report that a plague had appeared in the territory of the Xinghua Army. Instead of immediately dispatching personnel to provide disaster relief, the states were strictly ordered to block Xinghua and no one was allowed to go to Xinghua without authorization.
If the unlucky villagers of Shicang hadn't met Liang Chuan, they might have really had to fend for themselves this time! They never imagined that the imperial court, which was full of hope, had completely abandoned them.
Song Youcai arrived in Xilin Village for three days. He brought nothing else to Xilin but two words of faith!
When he saw people, he said that Liang Chuan, who had descended from the stars, was here to save them. Just like in northern Shaanxi, he also took action and tried his best to save Hong Bufan, who was lying on the bed dying.
Hong Bufan had no belief in living. For three days, Song Youcai took care of his food and helped him clean the house. After finishing the work, he stayed with Hong Bufan by the bedside to chat.
The most terrifying thing for a person is that his heart dies. He loses the power to live, and his body collapses. Ever since Hong Bufan met Liang Chuan, his body seems to be radiating vitality. Even he himself believes that God will not let him die this time. Take him!
Most of the mountain people have the same idea as Hong Bufan. If they are reduced to this, God has rejected them. Who else will come to help them?
The news of Liang Chuan's arrival was like a small flame falling on the plain. It seemed to ignite the hope of survival for these mountain people overnight. They disappeared and fled. Many even came to Xilin Village quietly with the belief that they were not afraid of death. Ask the local villagers!
Tiger fighting hero! Xiaoyi Liang Sanlang of Fengshan!
In these dark and helpless years, this name has spread to every corner of Xinghua!
Liang Chuan didn't know that he was still on his way!
In the past three days, he almost never closed his eyes for a moment. When Yi Niang saw his appearance, she didn't even ask him to go back. A man always has his own career. This is true outside, and it is the same when he returns to Fengshan. She can be Liang Chuan's backing and will never hold him back!
Shi Cangxiang!
Liang Chuan almost fell to the ground from exhaustion, holding up his eyelids with big bags under his eyes. His eyes were as scarlet as those of a wild beast, which was scary.
"We are about to enter the village, everyone put on your masks and hats!"
Liang Chuan took the lead in putting masks and hats on his head. With such a dress, their true colors could not be seen at all. The villagers still looked blank, completely unaware that this was Xiaoyi Liang Sanlang whom they had been longing for day and night!
Because they were wearing masks, they could not smell the stench from the sewage in the village and the excrement on the ground, but the sight of this mess still made everyone secretly frightened.
Why is there such a dirty place? It’s strange that people don’t get sick living in such a place. This was Secretary Huang’s first impression!
"An Yisheng, come with me!" Liang Chuan led An and Huang to Hong Bufan's residence, and then told Song Youcai, "Youcai, go and boil a pot of hot water, the hot kind!"
An Yisheng had just sat down and looked at Hong Pingfan, who was exhausted from being tortured by the epidemic. He couldn't help but shook his head and put his hand on the pulse gate to help Hong Bufan take the pulse!
Time seemed to have stopped. Liang Chuan was afraid that An Yisheng would shake his head again, which would be equivalent to pronouncing Hong Bufan's death sentence!
Through that layer of gauze, there was a mask inside, and An Yisheng's expression could not be seen clearly. The skinny and yellow old hand was numbering on Hong Bufan's hand for a long time without saying a word. After pondering for a long time, even Huang The secretary was nervous.
"Huang Laogou, please check your pulse too!"
Secretary Huang sat down, put his hand on Hong Bufan's, and stood up after holding it for a while: "Although it looks superficial, it is actually strong. Where is the vomit?"
Song Youcai had cleaned up these vomits long ago. There were always these things in the house, and he felt uncomfortable looking at them.
"Go back to the doctor, I've cleaned up all the dirt!"
An Yisheng said: "We can only wait until he vomits again before we can observe something, but we still have to get rid of the evil first. What else did you find, Huang Laogou?"
"The face is pale and the eyes are sunken. This person is unconscious. It's just a slippery pulse. Dampness has invaded. Exogenous dampness has trapped the spleen soil. Is the feces thin?"
The two miracle doctors looked at Song Youcai. Song Youcai didn't know anything else. He had only cleaned up Hong Bufan's feces these days, and said, "Hong Bufan hasn't eaten a drop of rice these days, and there is nothing in his stomach, but he keeps following me." He said he had severe cramping and vomiting in his stomach."
The two of them were just like two people, An Yisheng looked at the person from head to toe, opened his eyelids, opened his mouth, and looked at the whole body carefully. Huang Yisheng, with his hands behind his back, was like a leader going to the countryside. He first looked into the stove, then touched the water tank. He even knelt down on the ground and rubbed the mud on the ground, almost putting it in his mouth. Try it again!
Liang Chuan stopped Secretary Huang's dangerous suicide move in time!
Although doctors in ancient times had the practice of tasting feces to diagnose syndromes, this is a period of high infectious disease. What they fear is direct contact. They don't understand the principles of microorganisms and viruses, so they dare to be so "unafraid of death"!
After doing a whole set of operations for a long time, Liang Chuan and the others waited nearby for a long time. At this time, his sworn brothers Yuchi and Qin Jing happened to come back from outside. Liang Chuan immediately gave them a hat each.
"You two brothers are here at the right time. Let me introduce you to you. This is Sun Shubo, the former instructor of the Imperial Guards of the Tianwu Army. He is proficient in swords, guns and sticks. I have never seen an opponent for his skills so far!"
When the two of them heard this name, their eyes lit up. Unexpectedly, Yuchi suddenly said: "We will survive the Tianwu Army, but that's it!"
When warriors meet, they must distinguish between high and low, not life or death, but seating order.
Sun Shubo didn't look at it, but his tone was a bit playful, and he said: "Which general in the Tianwu Army is so despised by me? Tell me and let me comment!"
Liang Chuan was dumbfounded. Why was the smell of gunpowder so strong when the two groups of people met?
