Liang Chuan originally thought it would be a touching scene of heroes meeting and praising each other, but he didn't expect it to turn into such an tense situation. The two groups were ready to fight if they disagreed!
One of the two gangs is his sworn brother, and the other is his most relied-upon bodyguard. If either side is hurt, Liang Chuan will feel heartbroken!
The place where Sun Shubo stood happened to block the water tank. Secretary Huang also wanted to take a look at the quality of the water in the tank. Seeing Sun Shubo holding it like a mallet, he immediately shouted: "Get out of the way, what are you doing here? Go wherever you want while you cool off!"
An Shubo was startled, shrank his feet and jumped away immediately.
Even though An Yisheng and Secretary Huang were both powerless, they were able to save many people in the Tianwu Army. They suffered injuries from falls, injuries to bones and internal organs, injuries from swords, guns and arrows. Lift your tone to them, and no one can snatch it back from the Lord of Hell.
If you don't respect this kind of technical talents, you will be in trouble with your own life. Who is not in trouble?
Liang Chuan looked at the two groups of people suspiciously, why were they so angry suddenly? But now is the time when we are working together to face the plague, we can't make trouble by ourselves!
Many people gathered outside Hong Bufan's house. They looked at Liang Chuan eagerly, and then at Secretary Huang who was taking pulses and busy in the house. They did not dare to enter the house for fear of ruining the affairs of the two miracle doctors. , watched quietly outside the house, and just whispered: "Miracle doctor, save us!"
"Save us!"
Liang Chuan saw how such a gathering could work. What he was afraid of was that all people would gather together, providing excellent conditions for the spread of the epidemic.
He immediately shouted to the mountain people: "Whether you are mountain people or refugees who have immigrated from northern Shaanxi, each of us will do our best to rescue you. Please don't worry. What we have to do now is that everyone stays at home and stays at home." , whoever stays here anymore will interfere with the diagnosis and treatment of the two doctors, don't blame me for letting you fend for yourself!"
Even An Yisheng and Secretary Huang said: "Yes, folks, you go back to your house first. We have to come one by one to determine whether the diseases are all the same. If you block the light, we can't see some things clearly." "
Liang Chuan expressed his position before, and two miracle doctors spoke later. The mountain people and refugees immediately dispersed and ran faster than anyone else. It was not our duty to save them, but the bad people's affairs annoyed them. They would not be able to get treatment when the time came, and they would lose money. Just yourself!
Seeing the villagers disperse, Hong Bufan said: "Master, don't worry about me anymore. I'm no longer useful. Don't waste your energy on me!"
Liang Chuan scolded: "You can't die without my consent. Your cousin Hong Buping is also in our original Liangjiazhuang in Bianjing. Many people are living a good life. Now the war in northern Shaanxi has stopped. Waiting for you When you get better, I will take you back to Bianjing and northern Shaanxi to see your fellow villagers!"
Hong Buping struggled to speak, so he could only close his eyes silently, hoping that God would give him a chance to survive.
The two miracle doctors looked over and over in the room and on Hong Bufan. They had a rough idea in their minds and said to Liang Chuan: "Uncle, just because this brother can't decide on the prescription alone, if the others can do the same, Only by doing the same can we find the cause of the disease together!"
Liang Chuan then led a group of people to the homes of other villagers.
The situation of other villagers is worse than Hong Bufan.
The villagers have been working together to clear the door for generations. Unlike the refugees, the refugees know the meaning of unity, and they also know that only unity can survive. Therefore, if one of them is in trouble, others will try their best to treat it.
The mountain people have nothing to do, and others are afraid that your dead person will infect our family. Therefore, most of the normal mountain people either have a corpse in their home, or the men have lost their labor force, and the women have followed with half their lives. Neighbors Unable to care so much, the family stayed at home waiting to die.
Hong Bufan's home has been organized by Song Youcai, and it has become very orderly. They had no choice, many families had no food, the pots were empty, and even the water in the jars smelled a little bit, but people had no strength and couldn't walk away, so they could only endure it slowly!
As soon as we entered the home of the mountain people, the situation was really tragic. Nowhere on the ground in the house was clean. There was dirt on the floor, which had absorbed some of the dirt. Maybe a lot of vomit and feces had dried up. They even ate There is no water left, and there is no way to fetch water to clean the home.
These vomitus and excrement became the observation objects of the two doctors. They put all the vomitus and feces aside and looked at them again and again, and then observed the patient's symptoms. Finally, they also visited the house, and most of them had something in their mind. Same opinion!
Next came the third family, then the fourth.
Their situations were similar. After seeing the situation inside the house, they began to look outside the house.
The village can only be described as dirty and messy. The two walked to the chicken and duck pen where the villagers had penned their own chickens and ducks, and suddenly discovered that all the animals in the poultry pen were dead! Some animals have begun to rot, and villagers even come to pick up these long-dead livestock.
Secretary Huang took a look at it and asked, "Fellow, what are you doing with these dead chickens and ducks?"
This mountain man's face was glowing with a strange white color, and he seemed to be confused about this question and responded: "Of course I ate it, what else can I do?"
Liang Chuan was also dumbfounded. He looked at the dead chicken with maggots squirming on it and said, "This chicken is so rotten, can it still be eaten?"
The mountain man sighed and said, "I'm almost starving to death. Who cares whether I can eat it or not? Just wash it and pretend you didn't see it. Once you put it in the pot, you can fill your stomach. It's better to die of illness than to die of starvation!"
These words made several people remain silent. The enemy they faced was not only the plague, but also poverty and hunger. This battle was too difficult. All diseases can be cured, but the most difficult to cure is the disease of poverty!
Liang Chuan dug out his own dry food, then snatched the dead chicken from the mountain man's hand, and said to the mountain man: "Brother, I will exchange my food for you, and you can throw away your chicken, okay?"
The mountain people wanted to take the chicken back again, and said with embarrassment: "How can this be done? You are here to save us. Logically speaking, we should kill pigs and sheep to invite you. How can I eat your dry food?" And then let you eat this rotten dead chicken?"
"It's okay, brother. The imperial court has already started disaster relief. The food is right behind. You can get as much as you want. It will be delivered to Shi Cang in a day or two. You won't have to go hungry by then!"
When the mountain people heard this, they were overjoyed and said, "What you said is true. We thought the court didn't care about us and let us fend for ourselves. Then we can't eat these dead chickens and ducks anymore. The more we eat, the more people will get sick!"
Secretary Huang asked in surprise: "Is this plague caused by eating these dead birds?"
The mountain people said: "We don't know this. We only know that a few months ago, the chickens and ducks in the mountains began to contract strange diseases, and they began to die one after another. Things in the mountains are precious. Who just died?" Chickens and ducks dare not bleed, cut open and put into the pot."
"Are most people like this?"
The mountain people nodded and acquiesced to these somewhat humble practices.
Liang Chuan looked at the two doctors and said, "Do you think these mountain people may have suffered from the plague by eating these dead chickens and ducks?"
An Yisheng and Huang Shu exchanged glances and said, "It's not impossible!"
Secretary Huang continued: "The trouble with this matter is that it may have been caused by eating contaminated poultry at the beginning. However, as time has passed, the plague has not only been transmitted to poultry, but also to humans. Now I am afraid that not only Humans are not immune to the plague of chickens and ducks!”
Liang Chuan said: "That doesn't matter, as long as we can find the source, we will solve it! Now you two go to pick some plantains outside the village!"
An Yisheng didn't stop and immediately followed the instructions, while Secretary Huang was full of questions.
The two are doctors, and they know the most about herbal medicines. Of course, the mountain people also know the best about the products produced in these mountains, but they cannot be allowed to pick them because they carry the plague and may cause infection.
The two of them gathered a large basket of plantains. This herb is so vital that it can grow almost anywhere there is soil.
Liang Chuan put the herbs into the pot that Song Youcai had boiled, and then packed them separately in wooden basins.
"From now on, everyone who has contact with patients must wash their hands with this potion, and the veil they take off must also be washed and soaked with this potion, and then dried in the sun!"
An Yisheng looked at Liang Chuan's operation and couldn't understand at all. Is this medicine for drinking? Use it for washing hands?
As soon as Liang Chuan came to see the miraculous techniques such as surgical blood transfusion, dissection, and tumor removal told to them by the Tianwu Army, they were full of curiosity about Liang Chuan's knowledge. They went to Liang Chuan's pharmacy in Bianjing to be on duty with Liang Chuan to get in touch with some of these miraculous techniques. medical knowledge.
Along the way, they had more doubts!
An Yisheng couldn't help but started to ask: "Uncle Master, I would like to ask you humbly. From the time you made this mask to the time you wash your hands with potion, is it possible that this plague is attached to our skin?"
Liang Chuan smiled and said, "This is a long story. I'm afraid you won't understand, but I'll try my best to explain it!"
The two immediately looked like students in a school, staring straight at Liang Chuan with their ears raised.
Liang Chuan said: "You are very proficient in the rationality of herbal medicine and pulse checking, but in the place where I studied, there were not many people who knew how to check the pulse. At that time, we had a lot of equipment to assist in our research."
"Although the plague is highly virulent and contagious, as long as the medium of infection is blocked, there is nothing to fear!"
"What does Uncle Master mean?"
"We call this invisible and intangible air between people and between heaven and earth air. In fact, there is not nothing in the air. There are many tiny insects in the air, and there are also things we need to survive. gas!"
They can't understand microorganisms at all. Only by telling them about Gu worms will they understand!
The two of them looked at Liang Chuan stupidly, as if they were listening to a book from heaven.
Liang Chuan said: "Not only the air, but also the water, the food we eat, and the feces we excrete contain many tiny insects. Some organisms are harmless to our human body, and some can cause diseases. If we encounter severe poisonous The poisonous insects are contagious and become a plague!"
