The night wind was a bit chilly. Ji Wanrong and his party followed Xiaoqing. When they entered the village again, no one stopped them.
But they were all standing in front of the house, quietly, staring at their backs defensively and warily.
Most of the people in the village were thin and disfigured due to hunger. Their empty eye sockets were inlaid with two dark eyeballs. The eyes were so straight that it made people feel hairy all over just looking at them.
Ji Wanrong swallowed and followed Xiaoqing forward quickly without saying a word.
The houses and streets in Hezaozhuang are somewhat dilapidated, and only a cold moon hangs brightly in the sky.
The path was twisting and turning, and Xiao Qing's nimble body swerved to lead them to his house.
She stretched out her short little hand and pushed open the half-closed door in the yard with a squeak.
The wooden door creaked, and Ji Wanrong could clearly see everything in the yard.
The wall of the yard has not collapsed yet, and there is a well in the yard, but the houses are already dilapidated.
The so-called house is just a place that can be sheltered and barely suitable for shelter.
The house is dilapidated, with thatch hanging on the broken roof and half of it falling down. Only the house in the middle can barely be inhabited, and several surrounding houses are completely abandoned.
Xiaoqing looked at the scene in front of her and could clearly feel the surprise of Ji Wanrong and others. She lowered her eyes in embarrassment and smiled flatteringly at Ji Wanrong.
"There is still a good room, sister. You can sleep in my room tonight, and grandma and I will sleep in the room next to it."
Ji Wanrong paused, then smiled and held her in his arms, "Grandma is sick, how can she sleep in the room next to her?"
After she finished speaking, she motioned to Xiaoqing to lead the way. Xiaoqing opened the door of the master bedroom, and Mo Jiecheng used the moonlight to fumble and put the unconscious Aunt Sun on the bed.
It wasn't until Huo Zhezi lit the half-remaining candle that Ji Wanrong could clearly see the furnishings in the room.
The house was completely bare, and as far as the eye could see, it was completely empty. There were only a few things placed beside Grandma's bed, except for the bedding, and ropes scattered all over the floor.
Obviously, Xiaoqing's family is very poor, and this poverty is not a special situation of Xiaoqing's family.
Judging from the appearance of the villagers Ji Wanrong just saw standing in front of their homes, the whole of Hezaozhuang is very poor.
What County Magistrate Li said before was not wrong. The men Ji Wanrong met on the street when the yin was rising and the yang was declining in Zaozhuang were probably all the men in Zhuangzi.
Strange!
It's so strange!
The sensible Xiao Qing had already rushed to move chairs and pour tea for Mo Jiecheng and Shi Heng.
Ji Wanrong, on the other hand, relied on candlelight to carefully examine and diagnose the unconscious Aunt Sun.
"Where are your parents?" Mo Jiecheng lowered his head and asked Xiaoqing in a soft voice.
Xiaoqing stared at the tall man in front of her. The man's cold look made her a little scared, but she still pulled on the hem of her clothes to answer.
"My parents are both dead, and only my grandma and I depend on each other." Xiaoqing said, and lowered her head pretending to be casual.
She sniffed, and then said: "My mother also died of madness, and my father... I never saw my father when I was born."
When Mo Jiecheng heard this, his eyes dimmed, and he slowly knelt down and held Xiaoqing's hand.
"Your mother also died of madness?" Shi Heng frowned slightly when he heard this.
He suspected that the madness might be a family inheritance.
"Is grandma your grandmother or your maternal grandfather?"
Xiao Qing blinked and thought for a long time, then raised her head: "Grandma is my grandma?"
Shi Heng laughed. He also squatted down in front of Xiao Qing and looked at her level: "Is grandma your mother's mother?"
Only then did Xiao Qing understand what Shi Heng meant: "No, grandma is my father's mother."
"Do you know how your father died?" Shi Heng asked again.
Xiaoqing thought hard: "Maybe he got mad and died, right?"
"I heard from grandma that in the past, everyone in Zhuangzi got mad and died. But when the village chief came, he said that he would kill all the crazy people to prevent them from biting. Those who got sick in Zhuangzi There is less talent.”
"Actually, the village chief is also a good person, so don't be angry."
When Shi Heng and Mo Jiecheng heard this, they understood why the village chief was so disgusted with Ji Wanrong just now.
Because the village chief was the only doctor in the village and relied on trapping and killing villagers to reduce the incidence of disease, so he won the love of the villagers. Naturally, he did not want Ji Wanrong to come to treat him.
If Ji Wanrong's treatment is successful, he will be regarded as a quack doctor and may not even be able to serve as the village chief in the future.
But according to what Xiao Qing said, then this crazy disease is not actually a genetic disease, but an infectious disease?
Thinking of this, the two men's faces instantly became serious.
Before Shi Heng could speak, there was movement in the room.
The two stood up slowly and saw Ji Wanrong packing up the silver needles in his hands and walking out.
"What were the results of your examination?"
Ji Wanrong looked back on the results of the examination he had just taken, with a serious look on his face: "No clear cause was found..."
It was really strange. This was the first time she had seen such a situation in all her years of medical practice.
Ji Wanrong described the results of his recent diagnosis in detail, overturning the village chief's guess that they had a "crazy disease." Aunt Sun was not crazy.
On the contrary, Aunt Sun was very conscious, but her thinking was a little slow and her vocal cords were damaged, making her unable to speak.
Whether it is laughing or dancing, it is spasms and involuntary movements of the body's muscles, which is a problem with the motor nerves.
Her body muscles had completely atrophied, she had bedsores, and she had pneumonia.
However, pneumonia caused by bacteria has nothing to do with her strange movements. Aunt Sun's dancing movements often occur when she is frightened.
Therefore, Ji Wanrong did not have the exact medicinal materials and treatment methods, so he could only use acupuncture and Baian Pills to relieve his condition, unless they could find out the cause of the disease.
And she must find the cause of Aunt Sun's madness and determine the treatment method within two days.
Otherwise, two days later, when the village chief comes to provoke her again, if Aunt Sun has not been cured, she and the people in Zaozhuang will probably be killed and buried directly after they get sick.
Time was tight and the task was arduous, Ji Wanrong's tone was somewhat solemn.
"Xiaoqing, how long has your grandma been in this condition? What were her previous symptoms? Who did she come into contact with and what did she eat in the past?"
Xiaoqing listened to Ji Wanrong's words and thought silently for a moment, and then said: "It has been three months since grandma went crazy."
Ji Wanrong was shocked when he heard this.
Unexpectedly, it only took three months for Aunt Sun's muscles to atrophy like this?
"At first, I just felt a little headache and pain in my feet. Later, my grandma told me that she was old and couldn't walk anymore."
"I noticed that grandma was shaking all over, and I thought she was old, so I went to the bushes to pick up branches for grandma to use as a crutch. Grandma could go for a walk in the village with the crutch I gave her, so I I feel that grandma is definitely not crazy."
"Later, one day I couldn't wake up my grandma. After I woke her up, she couldn't stand up. Even if she stood up with a cane, she fell directly to the ground. Her hands and feet turned into what you see. That way."
"Grandma would have a smile on her face from time to time, and then slowly laugh out loud. I knew she was also crazy."
Ji Wanrong frowned when she heard this. She sighed, and then asked: "What did grandma go through three months ago? Did she get along with someone who was sick?"
"Xiaoqing, do you feel any discomfort in your body?"
