Chapter 19 Little brat, can you not believe rumors and not spread rumors?)
Chapter 19
Although the Yaomo subsystem has made Yang Qian's heart ache time and time again, this time the system's mission was announced.
Not only did he not break Yang Qian's heart, but he actually saved the lives of his relatives, which naturally made Yang Qian full of expectations for the rewards he would receive for completing the mission.
As for carrying a big baggage, Zhili and the servant Laoliu who were following the car were very excited.
It can be heard that the tone of Chen Yiling in the carriage is more like asking for advice, while the young master is giving instructions. You must know that Chen Yiling is one of the three medical orders in the Imperial Medical Office.
Such a person can only modestly lower his posture in front of the young master who is not as good as his own, which really makes Zhili and Laoliu feel proud.
"Our young master is really not an ordinary person. Even the imperial doctor of the imperial court respects him very much. He is really awesome."
"Of course. Look, who in the world can grow leeks that are as fragrant and tender as our young master?"
"I can tell you, our young master can not only grow leeks, but also raise hens..."
"Why do you only raise hens and not roosters? Does the young master have some special hobbies?..."
Fortunately, the two of them were communicating in low voices, otherwise if people nearby heard the gossip of these two guys, Yang Qian, a humble gentleman, might have murderous intentions.
The vehicle slowly stopped outside the village, which was five miles east of Xingze County and was filled with typhoid fever patients.
Yang Qian got out of the car and looked around, and saw several trembling guards guarding the entrance of the village.
Around the village, the family members of those suffering from typhoid fever were waiting eagerly, hoping that their relatives who were undergoing treatment could return home.
"Where's Mr. Yang? Why doesn't he stay here? I'll be careful if I punish him for leaving his post without permission." Xu Xian Cheng looked around and frowned in displeasure.
The officer quickly explained, "Xu County Cheng, someone just died in the village, and Capt. Yang is leading the brothers to deal with it."
"Another death? Alas..." Upon hearing this, Xu County Cheng became increasingly gloomy. His eyes turned and fell on Yang Qian, who was looking around.
"Xu County Cheng, with me waiting here and the prescriptions contributed by Young Master Yang, as long as everyone in Yingze County can act according to the rules, we can control the spread of this plague."
"With Chen Yiling's words, I feel much more at ease." Xu County Prime Minister replied somewhat perfunctorily.
To date, five people have died from typhoid fever.
If this continues, I really don’t know if the frightened people will ignore the government’s warning and flee to other states and counties.
Once such a situation occurs, neither he nor his immediate boss, County Magistrate Chen, can afford to take the blame.
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Yang Qian took a look at Na, and his heart was filled with strong fighting spirit. He realized that the progress of treating typhoid fever patients was only 4%, and there were over a hundred patients here. As long as he could treat enough typhoid fever patients, he could complete the mission.
It won't be a dream.
Yang Qian put on a mask and followed Dr. Chen's order into the courtyard full of patients. The strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine in the courtyard at this moment made people frown.
Many patients are flushed all over, with their eyes closed and frowning, groaning in pain or struggling. The family members of the patients either look helplessly at the medical officers, or they are secretly comforting the patients while comforting them.
cry.
Yang Qian's mood suddenly sank. He did not expect the condition of the typhoid fever patients here. Every symptom seemed serious.
Doctor Chen Ling also explained to Yang Qian with a worried look on his face.
"Most of these patients are afraid of being sent here. Most of them can't bear it at home, so their relatives report it to the government, and then they are sent here..."
"These are all pretty good. As for the typhoid patients who are dying and about to die, they are all placed there." The medical officer on the side pointed to a separate room in front of him and said with a sad expression.
"Eh? Mr. Yang, you..."
Chen Medical Ling saw Yang Qian striding toward the room without stopping. He raised his hand to signal the medical officer not to say any more, and followed Yang Qian's footsteps.
When they arrived about ten steps away from the house, Yang Qian could already hear the sobbing coming from inside the house.
One of the beds was being tidied, and the patient who had died previously had been removed.
Among the patients on the other five beds, two were awake at the moment, staring blankly at the empty bed.
At this moment, they are worried that their fate will be the same as that of the dead.
"I've seen Medical Ling. This is..." The medical officer guarding the room saluted Chen Medical Ling as he stepped into the room, and then his astonished eyes fell on Yang Qian.
Doctor Chen nodded slightly and introduced the patients in front of the patients and their families.
"This is Young Master Yang Qian from the Yang Mansion in Daze Village. The recovery of typhoid fever patients in Daze Village is all due to Young Master Yang."
Hearing this, the two sober patients and the patients' family members all turned their attention to Yang Qian.
"Do you really mean what the medical order said?" The medical officer who stayed behind couldn't help but be stunned and looked at Yang Qian, who was quite tall but looked too young.
"That's natural, can I still deceive you?" Chen Yiling couldn't help but smile, turned his head and said to the patients and their families.
"Now Mr. Yang has come up with a very effective medicine to deal with the typhoid epidemic, so you don't have to worry too much."
One of the patients, who was dying but very conscious, heard this. His eyes suddenly widened and he tried to sit up with difficulty.
"Young Master Yang, Daze Village...could it be you? Are you the Young Master Yang who planted the Junzi Leek?"
"Do you recognize me?" Yang Qian was a little confused. The Yang Qian in his memory was a stay-at-home guy who never stepped out of the door or stepped outside the door. He only studied the books of saints and sages behind closed doors.
Moreover, this patient is clearly an aunt in her early fifties, so there is no chance that there will be any intersection.
The aunt was obviously dying before, but now she seemed to have regained her energy as if she were reflecting back on herself.
"I heard that the leeks in your house grew strong, fragrant and tender because of your study."
"..." Yang Qian looked at the aunt who was struggling to speak intermittently, and her whole body felt bad.
I really want to advise you that your old man is about to pass away. Could you please stop being such a gossip? If you have the energy, you might as well say goodbye to your family properly.
But at this moment, the book boy Zhili who had been following him jumped out to join in.
"Auntie, you are really right. Let me tell you, there are typhoid fever patients like you in our Yang family. They also took my young master's prescription and listened to his reading. Now they are all cured."
Yang Qian's face turned dark immediately. If there were no outsiders, he would really want to kick him out. Damn Zhili, you little brat, can you not believe the rumors and not spread them?
"Really?!!!!" The two sober patients and several family members of the patients next to them couldn't help exclaiming in surprise. Their eyes were shining and they looked straight at Yang Qian.
It was as if he was no longer a human being at this moment, but the only savior for these typhoid patients...
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