Chapter 53 Do you dare to catch the God of Plague with me?
Xu Mochen made a decision: "In that case, let's go in too. As the princess says..."
Now that he has entered the immortal realm, he is naturally not afraid of mere plagues.
Zhao Lingbo is a mortal and his situation is unknown. Xu Mochen feels that he should not put himself in danger for the time being.
Unexpectedly, the girl looked persistent: "When a plague occurs, it is our medical daughter's duty to save lives and treat diseases. Besides, there are already wandering doctors inside. As the Minister of Health, I have no way to avoid it."
My daughter is willing to sacrifice her life for your majesty.
Xu Mochen thought that with him wrapped in his spiritual consciousness, there shouldn't be a big problem: "That's okay, but you are not allowed to run around without my permission."
Du Yu hesitated to dissuade him, but Tang Derun had already asked someone to open the level. Xu Mochen and others got back on the carriage and drove towards the town.
As an emperor, Du Yu couldn't help but be speechless.
It's said to be a small town, but it's actually on the outskirts of the capital, stretching past the mountains, and there are quite a few villages below.
Most of the entrances and exits have been sealed, but there may be small roads.
The most important thing is, I don’t know what kind of plague happened.
The car was very fast and we arrived at our destination in a short time.
When Xu Mochen got out of the car, he saw a large group of people surrounding the erected shed, poking their heads in.
They should all be family members of the patients.
Inside the shed, there are many simple beds with people lying on them.
An old man in long robes and white beard is making a diagnosis.
There were many embroidered warriors going back and forth, wrapping their mouths and noses in coarse cloth to help at the scene.
There is also a girl, dressed in lavender clothes, with a small emerald green jade gourd hanging around her waist, leaning against a wooden pillar with an indifferent expression.
This girl is very charming, but her skin is dark and there are many black spots and freckles on her face. Her appearance is far inferior to her figure.
Zhao Lingbo was a beauty and a medical woman, so she was naturally interested in this girl. She stared at her for a long time before slowly looking away.
"It seems these two people are..." Xu Mochen turned around and saw Tang Derun shaking and sweating profusely, "What's wrong with you."
"I don't know, even I don't know," Tang Derun swallowed hard, "Your Majesty, do you think that girl looks familiar to you?"
Xu Mochen shook his head. This was his first time seeing this swarthy girl.
But Tang Derun had an indescribable feeling, his legs and calves were cramping, and he was shaking when he walked.
Xu Mochen was too lazy to pay attention to him and stepped forward: "The old gentleman is very righteous and the doctor is kind. The people of the town were saved. There is no way to repay the kindness."
"You are an official of the imperial court, right," the old man smiled slightly, "My surname is Xie Mingjing, and I am a traveling doctor. The one over there is my young apprentice Shu Wuyin.
I passed by this place by chance, but I can't say it was a great kindness.
It's just that I can't do anything about this plague, I can only do my best."
The movements of several people attracted the attention of the people. The townspeople whispered, but still did not dare to get too close to the shed.
When the girl over there heard the conversation between the two, she turned her eyes around, glanced at everyone, and finally landed on Xu Mochen, showing a thoughtful expression.
However, Xu Mochen didn't pay attention. He was focused on the plague: "I dare to ask Old Master Xie what kind of plague happened here."
"Sir, the situation is very serious," Xie Jing stroked his white beard, "When I arrived yesterday, only five or six people were sick. Today, there are nearly a hundred people."
As he spoke, he led Xu Mochen to a patient and lifted the quilt: "Sir, please take a look."
Xu Mochen took a look, and his heart suddenly thumped.
"Fever, chills, vomiting bloody phlegm," Xie Jing explained, "There are also many people who are in coma, with spots on their bodies, etc. Everyone's symptoms are similar. It's undoubtedly the plague."
Zhao Lingbo on the side frowned, she took out a piece of Bojuan, placed it on the patient's pulse, and reached out to check the pulse.
Xu Mochen's consciousness swept through and further confirmed that this plague was the plague.
In the 21st century, plague is a treatable disease. Xu Mochen has never seen it, but only learned about it from some book records.
In ancient times, this disease was very difficult to prevent, and its fatality rate was extremely high.
This place is close to the capital. If it spreads, it will be a devastating blow to the prosperous capital.
If it is not a natural disaster but a man-made disaster, then this person’s intentions are to be punished!
Zhao Lingbo took her hand back. She looked at Xu Mochen and shook her head: "Sir, this disease is very difficult to treat. It seems from the patient's words..."
It can't be delayed for too long, the body's pulse is in chaos, and it is almost on the verge of death.
What's even more troublesome is that even though she studied under Zhang Tongyuan and has read so many medical books, she still can't figure out what kind of plague it is.
"This is the plague," Xu Mochen sighed, "Although these years have been troubled, I remember there has been no plague, so it is normal that you don't recognize it."
Xie Jing raised his eyebrows: "My lord has a unique vision. After saying this, I remembered some unique medical books I had read, which indeed showed similar symptoms.
But since it’s plague, I’m afraid I can’t do anything with my medical skills, so please make a decision as soon as possible.”
In order to avoid riots, several people talked far away from the townspeople.
"It doesn't matter for the time being," Xu Mochen waved his hand, "The original infector of the plague was rats, and then it was infected by fleas. Therefore, in the town, rats and fleas must be completely exterminated."
Everyone looked at each other in confusion. It’s just mice, but fleas are so small. How can we get rid of them?
"As for those who are sick," Xu Mochen turned around and ordered, "Tang Derun, take the Zhao family girls back to the National Medical Center, and bring over the streptomycin developed last time for injection. It is a drug specially used to suppress plague."
"Is there medicine?" Xie Jing was surprised, "I'm not joking."
Currently, there is no mortal doctor who can cure the plague.
Xie Jing felt that he had opened up a new world.
As expected of a capital city, it is full of talented people.
"Yes, but thank you, Old Master, I still need your help in prescribing some auxiliary medicines," Xu Mochen continued, "In addition, let the envoy Zhang Yuan send some people.
Notify the capital and order the city to be closed for a period of time and implement a curfew."
He wanted to prevent the plague from spreading as much as possible.
Although he had refined streptomycin in his hands, the quantity was not large. If the plague broke out, there would be nothing he could do.
The matter was urgent, so Tang Derun and Zhao Lingbo left in a hurry.
"My lord is really commanding with ease," Xie Jing couldn't help but look at Xu Mochen carefully, "I also admire my medical skills and insights."
Xu Mochen smiled: "It's just a fluke. There are some out-of-print books at home that I have seen before."
Xie Jing still finds it incredible.
While they were talking, the swarthy girl came over and stood in front of Xu Mochen: "I am Shu Wuyin."
"Xu Mochen." He nodded naturally.
"You said this disease is caused by rats," Shu Wuyin tilted his head and stared at him, "I believe it.
But I think there must be a plague god among them.
Xu Mochen, do you dare to catch the God of Plague with me?"