The wizarding world avoided the world war and still existed and developed step by step, but the outside world was different. Even though Zhao Mai and Tolkien had only been away for three months, the outside changes made them feel a little strange.

Diseases have covered the UK. People wearing masks can be seen everywhere, coughing and sneezing everywhere. There are always long queues for shops and pharmacies selling cough water on the roadside, and the doors of each hospital are filled with patients. Everyone is in a hurry and even develops new conditioned reflexes: as long as they hear the cough, they will stay away unconsciously, just like they start to hide when they hear the air raid alarm.

Europe was infected again, Zhao Mai thought of the scene outside the car window. Everything in front of him aroused his alertness, and then he asked Dogian to check the information of assisting the nervous system, and then he understood what this was. In 1918, the Spanish flu caused more than one billion people to be infected in the world's population of 1.7 billion, and the death toll was 20 to 50 million.

The entire World War I lasted fifty-two weeks, that is, more than four years, with the total death toll from civilians and military personnel exceeding 10 million, less than one-third of the flu that lasted for more than a year.

The greatest enemy of mankind is always disease, and this is particularly obvious in Europe. The Anthony Plague, Justinian Plague, the Black Death outbreak, and this time the Spanish flu. Time and again, disease harvested human lives and took away the civilization created by mankind. The Anthony Plague collapsed the powerful Rome, smallpox killed the vitality of the North American Indians. While the Justin Plague ravaged the Mediterranean, it also took away the hope of the final revival of the Byzantine Empire and ancient Egypt. The Black Death exposed the incompetence of the Holy See, and the Spanish flu...

There are also demons such as malaria, plague, tuberculosis, etc., which always invade various civilizations. The denser the population, the less attention it is to pay attention to hygiene, the easier it is to break out. It is very important to have effective prevention and medical treatment. The Chinese nation can continue it by paying attention to education and culture, hard-working hands, and traditional Chinese medicine.

Along the way, Tolkien remained silent. He was obviously frightened by the scene outside. When Zhao Mai stopped the car, he rushed in like flying. Zhao Mai followed behind, carrying a large bag of materials for making potions. The small building was filled with the smell of potions and a faint smell of blood.

In the bedroom on the second floor, they saw Edith. The originally happy and healthy hostess was pale and was tortured by high fever and repeated vomiting. Her mind was already a little confused. Tolkien grabbed her hand and shouted Edith's name, which made her slowly open her eyes.

"You're back." Edith forced a smile: "It's okay, I've already felt much better. Yesterday... cough cough..." A violent cough interrupted her.

"I'll treat her a little bit." Zhao Mai was stopped just after entering the room.

"Who are you? Why did you come into my house and claim to treat Edith?" It seems that this frowning woman was the one who wrote the letter. Her eyes were covered with blood and dark circles were extremely obvious. It was obvious that she had not had a good rest for a long time. There was also phlegm in her throat, and she probably had been infected with the disease. Zhao Mai asked Tolkien and knew that Edith was an orphan like him. Mrs. Lorran Valen in front of her was Edith's godmother. She had taken care of her for a long time and said that she was almost the same as her mother.

"Trust me, I can get rid of the disease." Zhao Mai reached out and pushed her aside and placed it on the chair at the corner of the bed. "Tolkien, I remember putting a lot of wine in your pantry. Go and put the crucible up and prepare for the pharmaceutical."

"Can I stay? I want to..."

"No problem." Zhao Mai slapped his head, obviously forgot about human nature. "Ado, take the flowers to do this." He then went to the head of the bed and began to cast the "Exorcist Disease" spell.

The soft green light enveloped Edith's whole body, which didn't last long, but the effect was very obvious. Edith frowned, looked at herself in surprise, and tried to straighten her head: "I feel much better, especially breathing."

"Most of the diseases have been eliminated, but you are still very weak and need to continue to rest." Zhao Mai said to Edith: "Give me your hand and I'll check it out for you."

Zhao Mai does not know how to take the pulse, he just took this opportunity to use the natural force to check. When he was expelling the disease just now, Zhao Mai felt something was wrong: the disease in Edith's body was quite stubborn when facing the natural force spell, and the difficulty of treating a cold was even more difficult than treating his father's uremia. This was obviously unreasonable. Zhao Mai suspected that there were other forces at work. Judging from the resistance to the spell, Edith seemed to have been cursed.

Using the affinity of natural force for organisms, it is easy to find unnatural non-living energy. In Edith's lungs, there is indeed a curse power that constantly absorbs her vitality to accelerate the spread and intensity of the disease. After Zhao Mai confirmed this, he took some effort to remove the curse and spell to pull out this energy from her body.

A black smoke slowly dissipated in the air, and the energy characteristics contained in it were very similar to the magic spell of a wizard. Just one observation was not enough to draw a positive conclusion, so he said to Edith's mother quietly: "Madam, Edith's illness is basically fine, but you must also avoid the transmission of colds again. I found that you also have some symptoms. Can you check it out?"

"Ah, thank you." Seeing Edith's complexion improved greatly, Mrs. Valen's attitude quickly improved: "I'm really sorry just now. I don't know you are a doctor... Is Dongfang's medical skills so magical?"

"This is not medical skills, it is a mystery, please keep it confidential." Zhao Mai did not want to explain this issue in detail, so he had to mention it.

This time he did not drive away the disease as soon as he came up, but first used the natural force to check. The disease in Edith's mother was milder, which may be related to her relative strength. There was also the same curse in her lungs, continuously absorbing vitality, catalyzing the lesions, and then allowing the bacteria carrying the same curse to spread through the air. The curse itself does not cause disease. Its purpose is to replicate itself, accelerate the spread, and allow the bacteria to spread farther, faster, and affect more people.

The bacteria may be natural, but the curse must be artificial. Zhao Mai checked repeatedly and basically confirmed that this curse is a magical technique of a wizard, at least its energy fluctuations and spell composition have a similar style. There is such a thing, if you want to heal a person, you need to expel the disease and remove the curse, and then you must be careful to isolate it to avoid re-infection.
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