That night, when the entire Yangjiazhai was quiet, Xiao Chen and Tang Bing went to the house where the old lady lived halfway up the mountain again.
When he reached the halfway point of the mountain, Xiao Chen pushed open the courtyard door and shouted: "Miss, are you asleep?"
When the young Miao girl came out, she didn't expect that Xiao Chen and Tang Bing were here again.
"Doctor Xiao, Doctor Tang, you are here." said the young Miao girl.
"How about grandma?"
In the afternoon, Xiao Chen gave the old lady a traditional Chinese medicine soup to drink. If it was a traditional Chinese medicine soup, the old lady would accept it, but if it was a Western medicine pill, she would always refuse.
Xiao Chen didn't understand this either.
After entering with Tang Bing and lighting the kerosene lamp, Xiao Chen looked at the old lady lying there, looking very old and lonely.
"Grandma, how are you?" Xiao Chen asked.
Xiao Chen came here several times, and this old lady Yang already knew from the young girl that this young man was now a powerful Chinese medicine doctor and the person in charge of the quarantine area at the foot of the mountain.
When Xiao Chen checked the old woman's pulse, Xiao Chen found that her pulse had calmed down and her body temperature had dropped. Even without a thermometer, Xiao Chen knew that her body temperature had almost returned to normal.
"Sister, what did the old lady eat at night?" Xiao Chen originally wanted Xie Yonghua to give her nutrient solution, because Xiao Chen could see that her physical condition was very poor at that time.
However, the old lady had always resisted. Under such circumstances, Xiao Chen did not let Xie Yonghua give the old lady glucose.
"Doctor Xiao, Aunt Yang drank lean meat porridge." said the young girl next to her.
Xiao Chen nodded, always feeling that this old woman, Aunt Yang, knew something.
While asking the young Miao girl to help the old lady up and half lying there, Xiao Chen looked at the young Miao girl and said, "Miss, I have some questions for the old lady. Please help me translate it later."
Because the old woman spoke in a local dialect with a Miao accent, Xiao Chen couldn't understand her at all. This young Miao girl who could speak Mandarin was just right here.
"Dr. Xiao, just ask."
"Grandma, how do you know how to use those artemisia annua to avoid those plague viruses?"
After hearing this, the young Miao girl began to ask the old lady in dialect.
Obviously, after hearing this, Aunt Yang's face changed a little, and then she said, "It's a folk remedy passed down from my grandma."
After the young Miao girl translated, Xiao Chen asked again: "Grandma, why are you the only one using it in the village and not other villagers? Chinese herbal medicines like Artemisia annua have been effective in dealing with infectious diseases such as plague since ancient times.
very good."
This is what Xiao Chen finds a little strange. This old lady obviously understands but other ordinary villagers don't?
"I told you, but they didn't listen," the old lady said.
Grandma said that?
It turns out that after this plague-like disease appeared in Yangjiazhai, the old woman Aunt Yang began to pick the artemisia annua for use. However, she told other Yangjiazhai villagers that they did not listen.
Of course, because at the beginning, these patients had symptoms similar to colds and fevers, they naturally thought that they could just go to a village doctor in the village for a fever-reducing injection, but they never thought of using this kind of folk remedy.
"Grandma, who was the first infected patient in the village?"
In fact, Xiao Chen wanted to know as soon as he came to Yangjiazhai. However, the information didn't seem to be very clear. He might have died from the plague if he knew it.
After all, thirty or forty people died in Yangjiazhai, and more than a dozen died outside.
After the old lady heard the young Miao girl's question, she thought for a long time before she remembered and said, "It's that Yang Laowu."
Yang Laowu?
Who is Yang Laowu?
Xiao Chen is not from Yangjiazhai, so Xiao Chen definitely doesn't know.
"Little sister, who is Yang Laowu?"
"Dr. Xiao, Yang Laowu is of the same generation as my father. However, because his family was too poor and he never got married, he remained single until he was over 50 years old, but he had brothers."
"Then what does he usually do?"
"Work? He used to grow some tobacco and take the cut tobacco to the town to sell on market days. Later, he and several villagers in the village were logging in the mountains."
Logging?
Xiao Chen found that there wasn't much here in Yangjiazhai, except for a lot of trees. However, the location was very remote, and there were mountains like this for hundreds of miles around.
"Logging?" Xiao Chen asked again.
At this time, the old lady on the side didn't know what she was muttering, and her tone seemed very wrong.
When the young Miao girl heard this, her face became very frightened.
"Little sister, what did the old lady say?"
"The old lady said that it was Yang Laowu and his friends who caused the sacred tree to be cut down, and the sacred tree punished the villagers and caused them to die."
Sacred tree?
As for other things, Xiao Chen might believe it, but when it comes to the sacred tree, Xiao Chen doesn't believe it. Of course, Miao Jiang itself is quite strange.
"Also, the old lady said, this is a century-old curse."
A century-old curse?
"What is this again?"
"I heard this from my grandparents. They said that once when Yangjiazhai was a hundred years old, there was a plague of genocide. Many people died in Yangjiazhai. It was the late Qing Dynasty and there were a lot of bandits. At that time, there were many bandits.
The plague also killed many bandits. If we go by what my grandparents said, it would be almost exactly a hundred years since the plague broke out again."
"What did the old lady say?" Xiao Chen looked at the young Miao girl and asked.
"Aunt Yang is the oldest in the village. She should know a lot more than my grandparents. She just said that this is a century-old curse, and it has something to do with Yang Laowu and the others cutting down trees."
Is the century-old curse related to tree felling?
What does this have to do with anything?
Xiao Chen couldn't understand.
"what is the relationship?"
The young Miao girl shook her head, and Xiao Chen looked over and found that the old woman was muttering there. She didn't know what she was talking about. Anyway, she couldn't understand this young lady. She could only say that the old woman was very scared.
Originally, Xiao Chen wanted to ask the old lady, but looking at the old lady's condition now, I'm afraid it's not appropriate to ask further.
"Miss, I won't disturb you and grandma's rest. You go to bed early. We will come over to see you tomorrow."
Tang Bing had been listening and watching just now. She was also confused and didn't know what the three people were talking about. However, Xiao Chen was different.
He always felt as if the old lady knew what the plague was related to.
It seems that Xiao Chen still has to go to Village Chief Yang and ask again.
He and Tang Bing came out of the old lady's room. When Xiao Chen pulled Tang Bing away, Tang Bing shook off Xiao Chen's hand and asked, "What are you doing?"