At dawn, the victims spontaneously went out to cook porridge and medicine.
The men were responsible for cremating the corpses. Unless they had relatives, they were cremated in one place and buried in the open space at the end of the village.
Bai Ling nestled in the empty earthen house, wrapped himself tightly with a quilt, and whispered softly: "Grandpa, I will try my best to save more people. If there is really hell karma, I hope I can
As a result, you can reach bliss early."
Someone took the initiative to treat victims infected with the plague and spent their own money to deliver medicine and money. When a large amount of materials were shipped out of the city on the second day, someone reported it to the prefect, and many wealthy families also got the message.
Naturally, many victims learned about it and followed the convoy all the way here, hoping to ask for food and clothing.
If not all the victims in the village got sick, it is estimated that the government officials would not be able to guard the entrance of the village, and the victims who had no place to stay would definitely rush in to seek a chance to survive.
"Look, girl, what should we do?" The government officials gathered together, with their hands on the handles of their knives, and their expressions changed, fearing that the victims would suddenly rise up.
"Isn't there a relief station for victims in Fucheng?" Seeing the barefoot victims in the middle of winter, Bai Ling guessed the reason why they would follow.
"Rescue station?" The government officials looked at each other, not understanding the meaning of this word at all.
"How do the victims stranded in Fucheng survive?" Bai Ling had not paid attention to this issue before.
"There are many wealthy families in the city, and some of them give porridge every day, plus the relief food provided by the court..." The yamen servant said, and when he saw Bai Ling purse his lips, he felt that he could not continue talking.
These government officials have heard about how peaceful the victims of the disaster in Baifu County are.
The prefect even spread the news, hoping that the victims would flock to Baifu County.
However, most of the victims did not believe that a small county town could save them. In addition, although the situation in Fucheng was not good, they were able to survive at least, which was better than many situations on the road, so they all stayed.
Therefore, after the prefect learned that someone came to the free clinic for free, he did not send anyone to inspect the results. He was busy preparing shelter for the victims every day, which already gave the prefect a headache.
"Old Wu, immediately organize the victims who are coming, let them organize themselves to dig a trench to protect themselves from the cold wind, let the women prepare for their daily lives and cook porridge, and give them half of the relief supplies first."
Bai Ling immediately gave the order, took out a thick wad of silver notes from his sleeve and handed it to the outside of the fence.
"While there's still time, go back to the city and purchase all the supplies you can, no matter what the price."
"Yes." Old Wu accepted the order and immediately turned around to do his work.
Those government officials were shocked by Bai Ling's generosity. A little girl could easily take out so many banknotes and help the victims without even hesitating. What kind of wealthy family must this be?
Before the government officials could react, Bai Ling took out another stack of banknotes and said to the leader:
"Brother Yamen, the manpower I have brought is limited. Can you please send someone to help buy some wood from the city so that we can build a temporary residence for them."
"If the elder brother of the Yamen has many female relatives at home, he can also ask them to help sew some cotton clothes and quilts. It is also fine to hire more familiar people to rush the work. I will pay fifty cents for each piece. I can deduct the money for the materials from it, but it is not enough.
I will make up for it later. Remember, the cotton-padded clothes and quilts must be thick, and the styles should be the simplest, as long as they are warm and practical.”
The yamen servant took the banknote and his hands couldn't help but tremble. I don't know whether it was because the amount of the banknote was too large or because what Bai Ling asked him to do was too missionary.
"Don't worry, girl, I will definitely do this well. My mother-in-law doesn't charge any wages for the work she does, and other people's twenty cents is enough." The yamen servant stared at the banknote for a while, and then he said.
"Everyone's life is not easy, so why don't we collect wages? The elder brother of the government office also has young and old at home, so wages must be collected. If fifty cents is too high, then let's pay thirty cents a piece. After all, we have to rush the work and spend more labor money.
It is also appropriate." Bai Ling smiled.
It wasn't that Bai Ling was reluctant to part with the salary, but that he couldn't refuse the government servant's kindness.
Looking up at the victims who had already started construction, Bai Ling turned around and returned to the village. He also wanted to tell the expectant victims inside about this matter, lest they mistakenly think that they were given up. No matter how good the elixir is, they can't save people.
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Within three days, nearly a thousand victims were living outside the village, and a lot of relief supplies were brought in every day, as if they were trying to make the victims stay here permanently.
The situation in the village has improved slightly, but it will take some time to recover.
Although the prefect had never sent anyone to see it, he was still paying attention to the situation here. His mind could not help but be shaken, and he discussed with his staff how to put the merit on himself.
"You came here even though you knew there was danger. Do you deserve a beating?" After Shangguan Yu got the information from the secret guard, he rushed over immediately. The dust all over his body showed that he had never rested.
The yamen officer originally wanted to stop Shangguan Yu, but the attendant stepped forward and whispered a few words, which frightened the yamen officer's legs and knees and made him shrink back as if he didn't exist.
"Why did you come in? This is an epidemic area. Although the situation is under control, you may still be infected. Get out quickly." Bai Ling saw Shangguan Yu and immediately pushed him, trying to drive the person away.
Bai Ling herself knew that these people had not contracted the plague, but she did not want one more person to be infected with the germ, especially Shangguan Yu.
Holding Bai Ling in his arms, Shangguan Yu felt a little warm in his heart and whispered above her head: "Silly girl, how can I safely let you stay alone?"
"Aren't you afraid of being infected? I don't want to take care of one more patient." Bai Ling raised his head and asked, trying to push Shangguan Yu's hand away and gently grab his skirt.
"Will you let me get infected?" Shangguan Yu pointed to the mask he was wearing and smiled: "I believe in your medical skills and I can share the burden with you."
"But don't you have to rush back to the border? Do you have enough time?" Bai Ling asked.
"It's okay. Just leave other things to the people below. I'll only stay here for a few days." Shangguan Yu frowned, caressed Bai Ling's cheek and said, "You've lost weight."
"You are delusional. How can I lose weight if I eat and drink well?" Bai Ling glared at Shangguan Yu, patted his chest and said, "Since you want to stay, you can't be idle. I want to check my pulse.
Please record the situation for me."
"Yes, madam!" Shangguan Yu made a military salute and said with a smile.
"Don't call me random names in front of outsiders. I'll drive you out." Bai Ling snorted, turned around and left.
Shangguan Yu was not upset and just followed Bai Ling, obeying Bai Ling's command in all his actions.
As for the people Shangguan Yu brought, they stayed outside so as not to burden Bai Ling and disturb the two of them's leisurely time together.
Because there are still patients being sent in one after another, Bai Ling has been busy these days. He is just glad that his condition has not developed into an epidemic.
As long as there is no long-term contact and the health condition is not too bad, you will not be infected, otherwise it will be really difficult to control.
"Let the doctor inside come out. The prefect has something to tell her." A man with a goatee, holding a folding fan in the winter, ordered the yamen servant with his eyes above his head.
The yamen servant who knew Shangguan Yu's identity wanted to say something, but was pulled aside by his companions.
"Master, wait a moment, I will go and invite Miss Bai." He winked at his companion and said with a flattering look, but when he turned around, he sneered. (To be continued)