The poultry and livestock in Yangjiazhai and even the nearby villages outside Yangjiazhai died, and the rats also died. So how did this spread?
Xiao Chen couldn't understand it, and I'm afraid Dr. Sun and the others couldn't understand it either.
"What about the source of the spread of the plague?"
"Dr. Xiao, this one is even harder to find." Dr. Sun shook his head and said.
There is no doubt that the source of the spread of this plague is even more difficult to find. Only by finding it can we truly control this plague.
Now Dr. Sun and others alone may not be able to do anything. They have already applied for support, and a group of experts should be coming to the quarantine area soon.
"Then you go back and rest first, and notify me immediately if you find any important clues." Xiao Chen said.
After Dr. Sun and the others left, Xiao Chen went to the tent where he lived, but he couldn't fall asleep.
The night is long, I have no intention of sleeping, everyone is sleeping, but I am the only one awake.
Xiao Chen was afraid that he would not be able to sleep, and he had no intention of falling asleep.
Things were going fine at first, but unexpectedly, Minister Han now gave himself all the tasks in the quarantine area.
Xiao Chen knew that he was afraid that his fate was connected with that of many others.
Xiao Chen had just returned to the tent and felt a little thirsty. When he was about to find some water to drink, he didn't expect that the lights in Tang Bing and Mo Xiaowan's tents were not turned off.
"Are you guys not sleeping yet?" Xiao Chen asked.
"Xiao Chen, come in." Mo Xiaowan's voice came from inside.
Xiao Chen entered the tent and found that Tang Bing and Mo Xiaowan were both wearing nightgowns, but neither of them seemed to be sleepy.
"Where were you just now?" Tang Bing asked strangely after seeing him come in.
Xiao Chen was about to drink water when he found that Tang Bing had returned with a kettle.
"Minister Han just came to me and left all the matters in the quarantine area to me."
"How is that possible?" Tang Bing asked in disbelief.
There are many bigwigs in the quarantine area, including bigwigs of Chinese and Western medicine, and many officials, who can only enter but cannot leave.
Unexpectedly, Minister Han now handed over this place to Xiao Chen.
"Minister Han fell ill from overwork. Moreover, he felt that Western medicine was unreliable, so he had to rely on Chinese medicine. He just came to us, and now he has handed over all the tasks here to me."
"Xiao Chen, aren't you under a lot of pressure?" Mo Xiaowan looked at Xiao Chen's beautiful eyes, but she admired Xiao Chen even more.
What she most admires is people like Xiao Chen, who can stand up no matter what happens in the most difficult times.
"Kind of."
Tang Bing didn't know what to say.
"I really want to sleep here!" This place is filled with the fragrance of Tang Bing and Mo Xiaowan. If you can sleep in the middle, hugging each other, it would be so comfortable.
"You think so, go back and sleep." Tang Bing said coldly.
She didn't give Xiao Chen a thought at all. If it were Mo Xiaowan, she might not refuse, but how could she do these things?
Xiao Chen chuckled and could only come out of the tent.
Xiao Chen did not go back to his tent to rest. Even if he did not rest for three days and three nights, in fact, it would not matter. After all, he was a cultivator.
Now that Xiao Chen couldn't sleep, he still thought he would go see those patients first.
After seeing those critically ill patients, Xiao Chen suddenly noticed smoke coming out of Yangjiazhai halfway up the mountain at night.
Why is there smoke coming out of there?
Is there anyone else there?
The villagers in Yangjiazhai have either died of the plague or been sent to the quarantine area. The remaining ones are still healthy and are now helping to cook in the quarantine area.
This really surprised Xiao Chen.
Now that he saw it, he must go and take a look.
Unexpectedly, I saw Tang Bing walking over.
"Why don't you sleep?"
"Can't sleep."
"What about sister Xiaowan?"
"She fell asleep just now."
After glancing at Tang Bing, Xiao Chen walked towards the mountainside, and Tang Bing followed him.
"What are you doing there?"
"Sister Tang Bing, I saw smoke coming from the mountain just now. There may be people alive on the mountain."
Tang Bing thought what Xiao Chen was doing there in the middle of the night. Although Tang Bing was very courageous, the quiet Yang Village still made Tang Bing a little scared, so he hurriedly got closer to Xiao Chen.
"Ah!" Tang Bing almost screamed when he stepped on something soft under his feet. When Xiao Chen looked over, he found two dead mice on the ground.
Sure enough, even the mice died.
If it were somewhere else, it would be normal to see dead rats.
However, there are dead rats here in Yangjiazhai, which means that these rats are likely to have been infected with the plague and died.
"It stinks!" Tang Bing said.
"It's a dead rat. Leave it here for now. I'll call someone to deal with it later."
It is very likely that these dead mice are also a type of plague spread, and they must not be left here.
Tang Bing continued to follow Xiao Chen towards the mountainside of the mountain. There were many snakes and insects in this mountain, but now that it was late autumn, there were not as many as there were in summer.
Don't know why, Tang Bing still feels scared.
"Sister Tang Bing, are you afraid? If you are, hold my hand."
"No." Tang Bing thought Xiao Chen wanted to take advantage of him, so he didn't pull.
Xiao Chen didn't say anything and continued walking towards the mountain.
Xiao Chen looked at the terrain of this Yangjiazhai and found that it was like a "concave" shaped village. There was a road in the middle and houses on both sides. Some of them belonged to the Miao people and some to the Han people. The houses of the Han and Miao people still looked very different.
Big difference.
The houses of the Miao people are mainly built of stone and wood, mostly of wood, and these houses are all next to each other.
On the contrary, the houses of the Han people are basically made of red bricks or stones, and wood is rarely used. Because this place is still poor, only tiles are used. Basically, they are very scattered.
There are no Miao houses next to each other, and these Han houses are not next to each other.
Now Xiao Chen saw the single-family stone and red brick house halfway up the mountain. He thought it was a Han man's house there. It was midnight now, Xiao Chen took a photo with his mobile phone, and with the moonlight, he still saw
Very clear.
Of course, even without a mobile phone to shine, his eyesight is much better than that of ordinary people. However, Tang Bing cannot do that. After all, he is just an ordinary person and cannot see very far.
It is a bit far away from the current Yangjiazhai Lower Village, which is the isolation area next to the village committee. The closer it is to the mountains, the quieter it becomes. For some reason, Tang Bing becomes more frightened.
Xiao Chen directly took Tang Bing's hand and held her palm, but Tang Bing did not push away.
After walking for nearly twenty minutes, Xiao Chen and Tang Bing finally arrived at the door of the old house halfway up the mountain. When they came to a yard, they found that there were no lights on inside.
Is there really someone inside?
However, it was clear that I had just seen smoke.
"Xiao Chen, is there really someone here?" Tang Bing asked in disbelief.
"Excuse me, is there anyone inside?" Xiao Chen shouted.
He shouted several times, but no one responded.
Xiao Chen didn't have anything, but Tang Bing looked scared. There couldn't really be ghosts in this world, right?
Xiao Chen hurriedly went inside. After entering the yard and then to the kitchen, Xiao Chen did not expect that there was actually someone here. An old woman who looked to be seventy or eighty years old was lying on the ground, and next to her
There is still unfinished firewood in that stove. (To be continued)