Chapter 14 Why should I be afraid of typhoid fever?
Chapter 14
"I saw it in the book." Yang Qian was, after all, a well-educated man who had read tens of thousands of books, so he took it with him in just one sentence.
Hearing this, Ms. Han couldn't help but feel a little happy on her face. She didn't expect that her son would not only learn how to be a good person, but now he could even see a doctor.
But when she saw her daughter lying in the room, Han's heart began to worry again. "Is there a way to cure this disease?"
Doctor Liu had a strange look on his anxious face. He looked around, then lowered his voice and said, "Madam, this is an epidemic, it's a plague..."
"Any plague disease is difficult to cure with medicine and stone. If one person is infected with the disease, it will spread to all directions..."
The faces of Mrs. Han and the butler Uncle Song instantly turned pale. The ever-strong butler, Uncle Song, grabbed Doctor Liu by the collar and shouted viciously, "You mean typhoid fever is a plague?!"
However, Han swayed and almost fell back. Yang Qian helped his mother in time. "Mother!"
"Mom is okay, it's okay, but your sister and brother-in-law..." Mrs. Han finally regained her breath, turned her head and looked into the house behind her, and suddenly started to choke with tears.
"Is it possible that the eldest lady and uncle are also here?!" Doctor Liu couldn't help but take a breath and saw the housekeeper Uncle Song on the side nodded heavily.
Doctor Liu shook his head with despair on his face and said, "It's over... The epidemic is caused by ghosts and gods. Anyone who suffers from this disease will be killed by the son of Brown Ruhuo, a man with a poor family in a Jing house!"
I originally wanted to come back and report to Madam, hoping that Madam and Young Master could leave as soon as possible to avoid being contaminated, but I didn’t expect..."
"Here, is God trying to destroy our Yang family?" Han leaned weakly in Yang Qian's arms, his face as pale as paper.
Plague... this word, for people of this era, is equivalent to an invitation from the Lord of Hell, a fate of nine deaths.
Yang Qian didn't expect that the doctor dedicated to the Yang family was so afraid of the epidemic. He saw his mother sobbing and the pale and desperate expressions of the servants who gathered around him.
Yang Qian immediately shouted, "What ghosts and gods did this? It's just nonsense. Why should we be afraid of a mere typhoid fever epidemic? I can cure this disease!"
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"Sir, please stop joking... Since ancient times, countless doctors have devoted themselves to fighting epidemic diseases, but so far there is no perfect solution.
Whenever a plague appears in the world, every family will feel the pain of zombies, and every room will cry and mourn. Some people will die with their doors closed, or they will be overthrown and mourned..."
The servants who had gathered around were all pale-faced at this moment, and they were extremely frightened and helpless.
"I believe you, Young Master!" At this moment, Ding Zhili, a close scholar and senior servant, suddenly shouted loudly, attracting everyone's attention.
Zhili, who was blushing, first bowed to Yang Qian, who was quite surprised, and then said loudly.
"Young Master, how can you tell lies? I was in my uncle's house just now, and I saw with my own eyes that the Young Master was treating my uncle there, and I concluded that my uncle was suffering from typhoid fever."
"Young Master is rich in knowledge and knowledge. Even the leek can respond to the Young Master's will and grow a few feet in a few days. Not to mention the mere epidemic..."
Mrs. Han glanced at the eldest daughter who was still sleeping, and looked at her son standing proudly in front of her, confident and calm. She couldn't help but ask.
"My son, do you really know the art of Qihuang and can you cure the plague that makes people almost die?"
Yang Qian looked at his mother Han's expression, like that of a drowning person. He grabbed the last rope, gently held his mother's arm and replied.
"Mother, please believe in my child, I know how to treat him."
Seeing this scene, Doctor Liu couldn't help but stamp his feet and shouted.
"Madam, the plague is beyond human control. Please listen to what I have to say. The eldest lady and my uncle are in such a condition that they cannot travel far. I am willing to stay in the house and try my best to treat the eldest lady and my uncle.
Madam, you and the young master, it is best to leave the house immediately and rush to the east capital. If the news leaks out, the government will definitely impose a ban on all areas, and it will be too late to leave by then..."
Manager Chen on the side was so anxious that he stamped his feet. "Madam, please leave me and the young master as soon as possible. I will definitely work with Old Liu to save the eldest lady and uncle."
Yang Qian motioned to the maid to come over and support his mother, then glanced at the people in the mansion.
"My mother and I will never abandon my sister and brother-in-law, nor will we abandon the sick people in the village. Please believe me, I can cure this disease."
The housekeeper, Uncle Song, glanced at the madam and the young master, stood up, bowed respectfully to Yang Qian and said loudly.
"Young Master, I also believe in you. No one in the house knows that you are a gentleman whose words and deeds are consistent.
You are willing to stay and take risks yourself. If we still don’t trust you at this time, how can we be like animals?!”
After hearing the young master's words and the evidence from the butler Uncle Song, the desperate expressions of the servants changed, and their eyes shone with hope.
His eyes turned and fell on the extremely frustrated doctor Liu.
"Doctor Liu, you don't believe that I can cure this plague. But now, you have no choice.
And I have it, so if that’s the case, why not let me give it a try?”
Doctor Liu glanced at the servants who were full of expectations and felt the determination in Yang Qian's tone. He saluted Yang Qian with admiration and a hint of helplessness.
"Young Master is indeed a true gentleman. Mencius said: Life is what I want. What I want is more than life, so I don't want to get it just because I want it."
Death is also what I hate, but what I hate is even worse than the dead, so I cannot cure my suffering..."
"Only a gentleman like the Young Master, whose words and deeds are consistent, can have such courage and will."
"..." Yang Qian almost twisted his nose in anger, sir, how long has it been, are you still here hanging your book bag?
"That's right, we are all the only ones with the highest priority!" Manager Chen echoed loudly and proudly at this moment.
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Seeing the surrounding servants echoing in unison, Yang Qian's heart warmed up, and he bowed to everyone in a polite manner, with a solemn expression.
"Thank you for your willingness to believe in me. Yang will definitely live up to your trust. Please be sure to follow my requirements and don't slack off."
"...all drinking water for everyone in the mansion must be boiled, and no one is allowed to drink unboiled water."
"...In addition, I need a large amount of cloth, then cut the cloth into three-inch squares, then stuff crushed toner between the two layers, and then use needle and thread..."
"And Manager Chen, I need to trouble you to take some people to the river to cut down the willow bark for me. I need at least dozens of kilograms of bark, and then wash the bark and prepare it for later use."
"Doctor Liu, I will give you a prescription later. Please take a look. If there is one in the house, that would be better. If not, then I have to ask you to go to the city to buy it. The sooner the better..."
"There is one more important thing that only Uncle Song can handle properly. That is to invite Uncle Song to the village and tell them that this disease can be cured.
Let them gather the patients in one house for treatment, and other strategies are as I ordered before..."
"I would like to obey the young master's instructions. This matter must be done by me." After the butler Song Shu proudly accepted the order, he ordered a few servants and left quickly...