As one by one, common people who had symptoms were sent one after another, and the hospital was changed to a temporary ward. At Shen Tang's suggestion, patients were divided into different areas according to the severity of the disease. The first batch of masks, gloves, and protective clothing were supplied to doctors, apprentices and martial artists who were taking care of the patients. The latter was mainly responsible for physical work in contact with the patients.

Dr. Dong was also envious of his eyes.

Which man never dreamed that he would become a literary scholar or a brave warrior, and would use his sword to kill the world, punish evil and eliminate evil, and to serve the people? Dr. Dong naturally had such a dream, but he was more eager for the world to cure all diseases.

But he knew it was impossible.

However, literary/martial qi is really useful.

There are these two things, and the common people hear that the discolored epidemic is not very threatening to them, and there is no need to worry about being caught when entering and leaving the ward. Dr. Dong wrote a prescription and asked his grandson to get the medicine and boil the medicine.

Soon, the air in the ward was filled with a faint fragrance of medicine.

The patient did not improve after drinking it.

Soon, several new patients' condition worsened, and the filth of vomiting was mixed with conspicuous and dazzling blood foam. Dr. Dong was guarding the ward and did not dare to close his eyes all night. Chen Tang, Qi Shan and Kang were on standby at any time to inject literary energy into the patients.

Most of the patients are ordinary people.

The meridians cannot withstand the infusion of literary qi.

If the amount is small, the effect will not be obvious; if the amount is large, the patient will be killed by the epidemic and will be broken by the meridians first.

This is an extremely delicate job that tests people.

But literary talent can only hold back the condition and prevent it from worsening.

Dr. Dong looked tired.

"How come Qingying can't detoxify?"

“…Forsythia, Coptis chinensis, Ophiopogon japonicus, Danpi…”

He adjusted his prescription and dosage one by one.

Prepare medicine according to the patient's symptoms.

Another person was raising fat and vomiting blood.

I wrote a prescription for detoxification and swelling.

The ward was filled with the pain and howling of patients when they were unconscious, and the aroma of medicine was covered with the decay and fishy smell that was approaching death.

At the same time, we have to devote most of our energy to check the source of the epidemic. Chen Tang never felt that a night was so long and difficult.

While Gu Chi brought back several patients, he also brought something not very good, and he did not find the person involved.

"Either, there is no such person at all. The disease is a natural disaster; or, after this person succeeds, he will evacuate Fu Gu..."

When Gu Chi was not busy with work, he liked to wander around, as if a sieve sifted Fu Gu again and again.

Eyeliner, ear and ear can be removed.

Today, Fugu City is very "clean".

Chen Tang rubbed his eyelids that had not closed his eyes all night, barely sorted out his thoughts, and passed around in his heart: "Wangchao, can the list of people entering and leaving the city in the past few days be checked?"

Gu Chi whispered: "I checked too."

Basically all match.

There are no suspicious strangers or foreigners.

Chen Tang wrapped his hands around his chest, endured his anger and said, "That's strange - there is always a source of the epidemic, and it happened that the timing was so coincidental. If I say that no one was behind this, I couldn't convince myself! How could it be a natural disaster?"

Gu Chi provides a new investigation idea.

This epidemic is almost exactly the same as the epidemic two or three years ago. Dr. Dong guessed that it was caused by the disease that year, so maybe we can start from this aspect. You might as well check those two villages!

Chen Tang himself had no idea.

Then he agreed to Gu Chi's proposal.

"For this matter, please come and go." Chen Tang saw that Gu Chi was not in good shape and said, "Can you still hold on? If you can't hold on, I will hand over the errand to someone else. Your face, if you lie on the ward, you can 'make the real fake'."

Naturally, Gu Chi would not say that he couldn't hold on.

Chen Tang asked Li Li to escort Gu Chi.

Bai Su stayed in the observation area to press the array.

If it weren't for the lack of manpower and the lack of time, Chen Tang even wanted to send someone to go to the south to ask Gu Ren what good solutions to the epidemic. Now everyone is in trouble.

Oh, and there are Zhang He and Zhang Yongqing.

"Zhang Yongqing's battle to become famous seems to be the epidemic in Lingzhou Yiru? Although the symptoms of the two epidemics are different..."

Something flashed in my mind, but there was a shortage of people. It was too late to find Nan Guren, let alone Yi Ru Zhanghe.

Lin Feng and Tu Rong have not yet gathered their literary spirit and courage, so it is not convenient for them to run around in the ward. They asked them to disinfect and sterilize the buffer areas of the ward and the observation area, change into other clothes, and go to the observation area to help Yang Duwei work.

For example, catching mice and extermination of insects.

This is what Chen Tang means.

She was not sure if this was the "Black Death", but as the saying goes, it would rather kill a thousand people by mistake than let one go! Anyway, as long as it is rats, cockroaches, insects, or ants, kill them first. All the captured corpses cannot be buried anywhere!

Well, I will keep more cats in Fugu City in the future!

Tu Rong stepped on a big rat to death with one foot.

There are also soldiers who pour hot water into the ant nest.

Tu Rong wiped his sweat: "Can you really help me if you do this?"

I have never heard that killing mice and watering ants can cure epidemics. This wave is really ignorant.

Yang Duwei: "This is what Mr. Shen means."

He felt inexplicable and still did as he said.

He has seen the disease.

He had experienced the tragic situation of the fierce prison on earth after the outbreak, so he knew more clearly that Chen Tang, the backbone, made a decisive decision as soon as the epidemic showed signs, and it was rare to take care of everything in an orderly manner.

Tu Rong pursed his lips.

"Don't be lazy, see if the fire is set up?"

"Hehe, Mr. Yang, don't be angry, boy will go now."

Tu Rong grabbed the rat's tail with gloves and threw it around, and ran to see the situation of the fire. The fire not only burned snakes, insects, rats and ants, but also burned dirty cloth that was contaminated with the patient's vomiting.

If a patient dies, it will be used to burn the body.

Yang Duwei laughed and scolded: "Boy!"

Tu Rong and his children were spoiled by Shen Jun. They were childish. How old are they still playing with rats? But when they thought about it, this is one of the characteristic cultures of Fugu City.

If not--

Let the literary scholars spend their literary energy on patients?

Only Shen Jun dares to mention such a thing.

Also, only Qi Shan dared to respond like this.

If it were other literary scholars, the common people were just ants that could not catch their eyes. The closed wards and let the patients die by themselves was the mainstream choice. Anyway, as long as the epidemic is killed in a small range, it would be considered a complete victory.

After all, compared with the outbreak of the epidemic and the spread of tens of thousands or even tens of thousands of common people, hundreds of lives in several villages cannot be called loss at all. However, Shen Jun wanted to steal people from the King of Hell, and he didn't want to give up a single life...

Commander Yang was arrogant all his life and did not accept a few people.

The former predecessor, Sibao County, counted one.

This person has the kindness of knowing him and is also a close friend. Shen Jun and Chen Tang are different. Yang Duwei and Shen Jun are even considered enemies.

The fact that the interception and killing of Xiaocheng Taxun deceived Yang Duwei was almost a dark history of blood pressure when I remembered it!

But with the subsequent life-saving grace, what we saw and heard along the way, and the testimony of He Yin Fugu over the past few months, Yang Duwei's emotions towards Chen Tang were mixed with too many complex elements.

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Chapter completed!