"Yes! Why did you forget you when you are anxious? Ziyue, hurry up and take Mr. Xia to the village to have a look."

Guo Yu said loudly with a little joy.

The old man asked Guo Yu with confusion: "Aunt his aunt, can this young man be okay?"

"He Uncle Chen! Do you not even believe what I said? Take him to see it quickly! Don't waste time. Ziyue, you wear masks and feel that this disease seems to be contagious."

Guo Yu, sitting on the bed, shouted loudly in a hurry.

Wei Ziyue quickly opened the cabinet, carried out a medical box, and took out two masks from it.

Seeing this, Xia Jian stepped forward. While taking the mask from Wei Ziyue's hand, he said to Wei Ziyue: "Hold the medicine box and let's go quickly."

Although Niutou Village was shrouded in the black night, the whole village seemed extremely uneasy.

Especially the chaotic voices, the barking of dogs, and even the uncomfortable crying of children. Hearing all this, Xia Jian's heart couldn't help but tighten.

Pushing open a dilapidated wooden door, several adobe tiled houses were vaguely visible under the dim light.

Although Xia Jian had not entered the house yet, he felt the poverty of Niutou Village. There were not many people living in such a house now, but Xia Jian walked through the village all the way and felt that many people lived in such a house.

On a big bed in the room, there were an adult and three children lying. These people were curled and held their hands on their stomachs. There was a child who was still crying and felt his stomach hurt.

Seeing this, Xia Jian hurried over. When he touched the pulse of these people, he found that all the same symptoms were the same.

"How is it? Have you seen something come? It's not a plague, right?"

Wei Ziyue looked nervous. After all, she was a girl, not to mention that she had never experienced such a formation.

Xia Jian was stunned for a moment and said, "It seems to be food poisoning. May I ask, this old man, what are your dinners?"

Uncle Chen sighed and said, "No one makes dinner, it's still something you can eat at noon. I'm not at home at noon and I don't have any meals at home. When I got home in the afternoon, they were already like this."

"We all ate wild mushrooms and rice picked from the forest."

The little girl lying on the bed said loudly, holding her belly.

Uncle Chen frowned and said, "Yesterday they all went to the forest to pick mushrooms. There were so many people in the village. It's impossible! We have eaten this kind of mushroom for many years, but there is no such problem."

Seeing that Uncle Chen didn't believe what he said, Xia Jian smiled slightly and said, "If I read it correctly, they picked the poisonous mushrooms back when they went to pick mushrooms."

Xia Jian didn't expect that after he said this, Uncle Chen began to believe him.

Xia Jian thought for a while and said to Wei Ziyue: "Hurry and find some people to count them and see if their symptoms are the same as those of Uncle Chen's family."

"In addition, collect all the licorice in the village. If not, send someone to dig overnight. There should be a lot around the village."

Xia Jian quickly arranged another task for Uncle Chen.

Uncle Chen nodded and said, "We can prepare all these things in our village. I will find them for you later. I will deliver them to you later."

Xia Jian frowned and thought for a while and said, "Just put a pot in front of Wei Ziyue's door to boil antidotes."

After Xia Jian said that, he turned around and left.

After leaving Uncle Chen's house and walking in the alley of Niutou Village, Xia Jiandu could feel the gloomy atmosphere of the village. He didn't seem to feel like this when he came during the day.

As soon as Xia Jian stepped into the gate of Wei Ziyue's house, his cell phone rang. Xia Jian took out his cell phone and saw that the phone was called by Wei Ziyue. He answered the phone without thinking.

"Hey! Xia Jian! I asked a few people to help, and it has been counted. There are 16 such families, 78 of whom have the same symptoms, and all of them have eaten wild mushrooms they picked. It seems that your inference is correct, they are indeed food poisoning."

Wei Ziyue on the phone said loudly.

Xia Jian thought for a while and said, "It's very good. Now you find some young people, get two big pots, and then call some women to set up an iron pot to make licorice soup at the gate of your house. This matter will be left to you."

After Wei Ziyue finished speaking, she hung up the phone in a hurry.

Two hours later, a few pots were placed at the gate of Wei Ziyue's house.

Guo Yu, who heard the voice, sat on the bed and asked loudly: "Mr. Xia! What's the matter with so many people in the village?"

Xia Jian said loudly: "I've been poisoned by eating all the wild moxa."

Guo Yu, who was sitting on the bed, sighed and said, "I'll trouble you."

Not long after, with the help of everyone, a few big pots were steamed.

Add the collected licorice, first over high heat, then medium heat, and then low heat.

It was almost past twelve o'clock when the licorice soup was ready.

With the help of Wei Ziyue and several villagers, the poisoned villagers lined up to drink licorice soup.

After drinking round after round, Xia Jian’s purpose was to use this ancient method to excrete the poison from these people’s bodies.

After a lot of trouble, it was almost dawn.
Chapter completed!