When Dr. Lu came to see the seriously ill patients, he brought the mutual aid plan discussed yesterday.
Fang Zhe drank his bowl of medicine and went to work.
Establish a mutual aid team in epidemic areas.
Originally, Fang Zhe thought that not many people would be willing to join.
I plan to keep talking more.
As a result, when he told those who joined the mutual aid team, they would be given one or two more pieces of meat every day.
That rascal!
Severely ill patients lying in bed are eager to get up and take care of themselves.
In the end, Fang Zhe selected 20 people with the mildest symptoms to form a mutual aid team.
He serves as captain himself.
After taking medicine yesterday, Fang Zhe's body was no longer itchy.
Doctor Lu fed him another bowl this morning.
Now Fang Zhe feels that his combat effectiveness has been fully restored.
And he had almost no other symptoms of the epidemic.
If you didn't look at his body, you wouldn't even be able to tell that he had been infected with the disease.
"Now I will assign the next work."
"We have a total of thirty-eight critically ill patients here."
"Each person has to take care of two people. Me and..."
Having said this, Fang Zhe looked at a guard soldier beside him, who was also a mild patient.
"Lord Fang! I bid Xu Lin." Xu Lin straightened his back and replied loudly.
"Yes! Xu Lin. We are responsible for taking charge."
"Um, are they also under our control?" Xu Lin came over and asked Fang Zhe in a low voice.
He was referring to the eight women in the mutual aid team.
There are about a dozen female patients among the critically ill patients, and men cannot be left to take care of them.
"Nonsense!" Fang Zhe rolled his eyes at Xu Lin and said.
"But...but...otherwise Master Fang will take care of them, and I will take care of the men."
Xu Lin scratched his head and asked him to control women, but he didn't want to.
Mainly I'm sorry.
The seventeen-year-old boy has never said ten words to a woman in his life except my mother.
How dare you take care of others.
Moreover, the eight women chosen by Fang Zhe were all young and strong wives, and Xu Lin did not dare to take charge of them.
"Trash! Then take care of men!" Fang Zhe said with a look of disdain on Xu Lin.
"My lord is mighty! My lord is wise!"
Xu Lin flattered him and immediately took the ten male members to work.
The one who moved quickly was as if he was afraid that Fang Zhe would regret it.
"Ahem! Well! That...this..."
Xu Lin left, and Fang Zhe faced eight young women alone.
At this time, he felt a little unsure.
"Sir! If you have anything to do, just give us your orders. We will all obey your arrangements!"
On the other hand, the women's side was bright and bright. A woman in her twenties said to Fang Zhe.
These people all come from ordinary families, and there is no such thing as a young lady living in a big house.
There is nothing particular about not showing up in public.
"Okay then. You will be responsible for the woman's side! What's your name?"
"Reply to your lord, what a common man is He Sanya!" said the woman who answered.
"Well. It's up to you, He Sanya, and you will be responsible for allocating the eight of you."
"Each person takes care of two seriously ill people, and remember to take protective measures."
"Also, remember to wash your hands when entering or leaving the thatched huts of critically ill patients..."
"Well... okay, that's all!"
"Do a good job! I am optimistic about you!"
"Come on! He Sanya!"
Feng Zhe said a few high-sounding words, encouraged He Sanya, turned around and chased Xu Lin and the others away.
"What a waste! No wonder you're still single at twenty-nine."
At the fence in the distance, Song Yang looked at the situation just now.
Extremely dissatisfied with the performance of Xu Lin and Fang Zhe.
As a man, you must have the courage to face the ladies...
"Your Majesty~"
Just as the mutual aid team left, Nunuo's voice came from behind Song Yang.
"Uh. Why did you come out?"
I don't know when Tong Qian stood not far behind.
"My slave is much better!" Tong Qian said solemnly.
"It's you, my lord! Don't run this way in the future! What if you get infected?"
"Also, is there anything that the prince can't tell the people below to do?"
"Why do you have to do everything yourself?"
"You have done everything, so what do you need those guys below to do!"
"My lord, you must... eh? Don't leave!"
"Your Majesty, wait for me, slave!"
Song Yang didn't expect that Tong Qian would become so nagging now.
In the original memory, Tong Qian was the most obedient maid beside her mother-in-law.
Forget it, go first!
Song Yang didn't want to listen to her nagging, so he raised his legs and left.
"Your Majesty, wait... Oops!"
Tong Qian was busy and had to follow her.
But her feet were not yet agile enough. She took two steps and lost her balance, slipping to the ground.
"Woooooooo..."
Tong Qian was lying on the ground, her elbows turned red from the knock, and she suddenly felt a sense of grievance.
Well, she cried again.
Song Yang stopped and held his forehead, speechless.
"I want you to have a good rest but you have to come out! What do you think? Just throw it down!"
Song Yang walked to Tong Qian and hugged her sideways without waiting for Tong Qian to say anything.
The princess embraces and kills twice...
On the way, Tong Qian did not dare to struggle.
Mainly because I don't want to, the prince's embrace is too warm.
After returning to the thatched house, Tong Qian immediately became honest.
Not even better than Song Yang.
It's like returning to the gentle little maid from before.
The main reason is that Song Yang is at the door.
Tong Qian felt much more at ease when she could hear the prince's voice.
The painful experience of the previous seven days was deeply imprinted in Tong Qian's heart.
The dark, cold, and lonely experience cast a shadow over Tong Qian, who was already timid.
After being rescued, the empress was gone, and none of the good sisters from before survived, and even the palace was gone.
There were only two people who knew each other in the entire survivor camp, one was Wang Ye and the other was Fang Zhe.
That guy Fang Zhe had only met twice before.
So now Song Yang has become Tong Qian's spiritual life-saving straw.
She felt that she could not leave the prince for a second.
Listening to the prince's voice, Tong Qian can sleep peacefully.
Speaking of such a shabby thatched hut without a door, Tong Qian was so scared the whole night last night that she didn't sleep well at all.
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After a day of practice, the work of the mutual aid team went extremely smoothly.
While promoting self-rescue policies, they also sent daily necessities to critically ill patients.
There are two critically ill patients who cannot cook on their own, so the mutual aid team will prepare the food and deliver it directly to the patients' homes.
Plenty of food, plus a sufficient supply of soups and medicines.
The patients' physical strength has been replenished and their health is gradually improving.
Especially some patients with mild symptoms broke out in a sweat after drinking the decoction.
It has only been a day and I already feel better about myself.
"This is all thanks to the epidemic prevention policy issued by our prince!"
"If there is no prince, who will care about us people? There won't even be anyone to dig holes wherever we die!"
"Yes! The prince is our God! From now on, we will follow the prince!"
"Alas! We are locked up here and can't move freely. It's a bit suffocating."
"Well, what do you want? You have food and drink, what else do you want?"
"It's not that I want anything. Look! We don't do anything and we eat and drink for free. I feel really bad about it."
"Oh! Then take good care of yourself and recover soon and go out to help the prince!"
"Yes! Recuperate well! After you recover, go out and work for the prince!"
In the quarantine area, the mood of the people has improved and various departments are working smoothly.
Although there are some complaints, they are mostly focused on boredom.