Mu Qingchen hesitated to speak, but then thought it was impossible, and then shook his head: "I can't tell for the time being. I'll have to observe it for a few more days."
Two days passed in a flash.
After taking the wind-cold medicine prepared by Mu Qingchen, not only did he not get the right medicine, but he also caused other people in the village to get sick.
For a moment, everyone was in danger.
Because they knew it would be contagious, Anjia's people didn't go out to have contact with the patients anymore, but Mu Qingchen couldn't do it. He went to treat the patients every day while covering his face with a handkerchief.
Lin He was very anxious. He looked at another collapsed house. This family had no place to live, so the strong man in the village kindly built a simple wooden house that could shelter from the wind.
Two people out of five people were so burned that they became delirious.
The more he was diagnosed and treated, the weirder Mu Qingchen's expression became. He was a little incredulous: "How is it possible? How could there be a plague in Rock Village in winter?"
Lin He almost fainted when he heard this. He pulled Mu Qingchen's sleeve: "Doctor Mu, did you make a wrong diagnosis? How could there be a plague? If this is a plague, what will our village do?"
Now that the mountains are blocked by heavy snow and they are sick, how can they spend this winter safely?
Hundreds of people in the village will be infected, and then this place will become a dead village!
Mu Qingchen sighed: "Please tell me as soon as possible to separate the healthy people from the sick people and never be together, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."
Lin He also knew the urgency of the matter, so he quickly went down to give instructions. The villagers heard that they might be a plague, but they refused to believe it.
They have no food, are sick, and the place they live in collapsed due to snow. Doesn’t this force them to die?
Mu Qingchen ran back to the house in a panic: "Brother Jin! Help, the villagers in Rock Village have gone crazy!"
Everyone came out after hearing the news, and Mu Qingchen locked the courtyard door. There was still a thin layer of sweat on his forehead in the cold winter.
Lu Jin asked: "What's going on?"
"The villagers picked up their tools and went to dig out the mountain. They said they wanted to find a way out of the mountain while they were still alive. What's more, what they got was not ordinary cold at all! It was a plague!"
"What? Plague?"
An Shuyao ran over from the corridor, her beautiful eyebrows twisted tightly: "Where does the plague come from in winter? It's still so icy and snowy."
Mu Qingchen shook his head: "I don't know either, but there are more and more people with fever in the village. I definitely did not diagnose and treat it wrong. It is the plague. I just don't know where the source of the disease comes from."
"Knock knock."
While everyone was deep in thought, there was a knock on the courtyard door.
Because of the chaos in the village, everyone had a second thought. An Jingzhou asked loudly: "Who is it?"
"It's us."
This is Aunt Lin's voice.
An Jingzhou went to open the door, and Aunt Lin's family fled with him. Lin Hui immediately closed the courtyard door.
An's mother stepped forward, grabbed Aunt Lin's hand and asked, "Sister Lin, why are you here?"
There were still tears in the corners of Aunt Lin's eyes: "They are crazy and have started to grab food. Three of the four people living in our house are sick. How can we live in this place?"
An Shuyao immediately said: "Everyone should soak in the potion and change into clean clothes. Mu Qingchen also came from a feverish crowd. In case we get sick too, we need to take precautions as soon as possible."
She used the cover of her cloak to take out a medicine bottle. The medicine inside could prevent infectious diseases.
No one dared to delay and immediately went to boil water. An Shuyao went to a secret place and took out mugwort from the space. The entire house must be disinfected.
She took a handful and gave it to An's mother: "Mom, take it and cook it."
Mother An was a little confused: "Where did you get this thing? There is no mugwort in winter, right?"
"Don't worry about where it came from. Go and cook it. Our family will observe it for a few days. If it gets hot, it will be troublesome."
When An's mother heard that the situation was urgent, she hurriedly went to take care of it.
Mu Qingchen was the first to wash it. He changed his clothes and came to An Shuyao: "Sister-in-law, what should we do? If we don't care, this will be a place of right and wrong, and there are no medicinal materials, how can we heal the entire village?
Sick people? Most importantly, where did the food come from? I suspect that someone was too hungry and caught sick rats to eat, which led to the occurrence of this plague."
Mu Qingchen's words are not unreasonable, otherwise it would be impossible to explain how this plague came about.
He paused and his face turned even darker: "What I fear most is...cannibalism."
When people reach extremes, they can do anything.
An Shuyao took a deep breath: "Did the village separate the sick from the non-sick? Finally, a large warm room was vacated for the sick to rest."
"The villagers don't listen at all. They are going to dig mountains now!"
An Shuyao's face became ugly. The snow was very thick. Digging hastily would only cause the snow on the entire mountain to collapse, eventually burying the village. By then no one would be able to survive.
She put on her hat and was about to go out. Lu Jin stopped in front of her, and An Shuyao clenched her fingers slightly: "Mr. sir, when everyone's life and death are at stake, my life becomes insignificant. I must protect you, protect you."
Family, protect the people of the whole village, please let me out."
Lu Jin looked at her deeply: "Are you doctors so kind? I don't want to care about the people in Rock Village. I just want you to be well, An Shuyao."
"My lord, it's hard to be alone in a chaotic place. If you want to break out, you have to change this situation. I'm not a saint, but if they are allowed to do evil, the whole village will die sooner or later."
She couldn't just watch the destruction of Rock Village.
But she understood Lu Jin's thoughts. If her body had just recovered a little, running around in the ice and snow might make her bones weaker. If she were not careful, she might die.
She pursed her pale lips: "Mr.
Lu Jin breathed out lightly: "Stop talking, I'll go with you, An Shuyao, don't blame me if you still hold on even when you reach your physical limit."
"Okay, I promise you."
When the An family came out, An Shuyao, Mu Qingchen and Lu Jin were gone.
An's mother was holding a basin of mugwort water in her hand. Her expression changed: "Oh, Yao'er's child hasn't been disinfected yet. Did she run out?"
"Amber, are they out?"
Amber lowered his head: "Madam... Miss is going to save the entire village. My uncle couldn't stop her, so he went with her."
"Oh, that silly child, her body can't stand the cold. She's not going to save people, she's trying to kill me. Master, hurry up and chase her back. If something happens to Yao'er,
I don’t live anymore!”
An's father had two children, and it was a good thing for his daughter, the doctor Ren, to want to save people, but An's mother was reluctant to bear the child's suffering, so he had to go out to look for the child and make An's mother feel at ease.