Pseudo master, she just wants to live

Chapter 157 Is there medicine or no medicine
"Ahem... is it true that there is no medicine?"

Aunt Hong couldn't help coughing again, and spat on the ground.

"You old lady, don't spit carelessly. Didn't you hear Master and the others say that saliva can make others sick!"

The people nearby all stared quietly at the tents where the patients lived, and when they saw Mrs. Hong spitting indiscriminately, they all glared angrily.

Aunt Hong was so angry that she said angrily: "You cough...you cough..."

Her voice was hoarse and her throat was uncomfortable, as if her throat was blocked by a ball of cotton wool, she couldn't help coughing a few more times.

Probably because of coughing too hard, the stuff rushed directly into the nose tube and sprayed out again.

Aunt Hong only felt a stench rushing straight to the sky, she hurriedly raised her hand and wiped her nose with her sleeve, Hong Xiaoya beside her was already crying in fright.

"Grandma, you, your nose..."

Aunt Hong hurriedly lowered her head and saw that her sleeves were covered with bloody white balls!

Immediately, he rolled his eyes in fright and passed out.

Little girl Hong was almost dumbfounded, and the other women in the tent felt that there was a dark cloud over their heads, and they were about to die.

"Then, there's someone coming over there!"

Someone shouted in surprise, but in the next second, the surprise turned into shock, "He... what are they doing?!"

More than a dozen soldiers used horses and bramble vines to block the only path leading out of the dwarf pine forest.

"They're afraid we'll go out! Lock us up here!"

"I, I heard that there used to be a village that got an epidemic, and it was surrounded like this. If it can't be cured, it will be burned to the ground..."

Fear appeared in everyone's eyes.

……

This side of the convoy camp.

After the soldiers had left, Fang Yao asked Yang Gao and A Wu to guard the entrance in turn to prevent the infected victims from running around at will.

It was only noon when the two heard the sound of crying.

"Uncle, is it really out of medicine?"

asked a little girl of about ten, crying through the spiked fence.

Yang Gao and A Wu glanced at each other and recognized that the little girl was the granddaughter of Aunt Hong who had never admitted that she had the disease.

The two were secretly delighted, it seems that their master has succeeded in this method, but as for the words, they can't be too straightforward.

Yang Gao whispered: "Little sister, there are still people using this medicine, we don't have much left."

Hong Xiaoya rubbed her eyes and begged: "My grandma is spitting up white balls of blood, please give me some medicine..."

"what?"

The two of them didn't expect that the old lady's disease would become so serious in such a short time, they didn't dare to delay any longer, and called Fang Yao over.

After a while.

Fang Yao and Jiang came in with the medicine jar, opened the shed, and saw that Mrs. Hong was lying on her side on the ground with a puddle of blood dripping from her mouth.

"Sister, I'm coming."

Fang Yao wore gloves on her hands, and took out a small wooden spoon to pry open Aunt Hong's mouth, and there were dense white fungus balls growing inside.

But the fungus ball is still very small, if it is dragged on, it may block the trachea if it gets bigger.

She helped Aunt Hong up, took the bowl from Mrs. Jiang, and Xiaoya Hong pinched her mouth open, and poured down half a bowl of medicine just like that.

Everyone else was staring at him.

After about a minute, Mrs. Hong's eyelids twitched, her head tilted, and she spat out a lot of white foam with a "wow".

After vomiting, Aunt Hong leaned on the mattress, squinted her eyes and gasped for breath.

Hong Xiaoya cried and came to her side, "Grandma, are you feeling better?"

Aunt Hong didn't speak, she just hummed in her nose.

Others saw that she was fine for the time being, and someone asked, "Master, is there any medicine left?"

Just as Mrs. Jiang was about to speak, Fang Yao hurriedly said: "There are not many left now, the others are still boiled, and they have to be sent down the mountain when they are finished."

"No, there are patients at the foot of the mountain, and we are patients too, why don't we just give it to them..."

Fang Yao said lightly: "There are not many medicines in the first place, because if you don't drink it at the beginning, everyone at the bottom of the mountain will leave."

"Drink! Who said not to drink, I didn't say not to drink..."

"Master, I drink too! Can you leave the medicine for us..."

Jiang Shi was dumbfounded, she was too good at fooling around, she just made this group of twisted-hearted people anxious.

Just when she thought that her second sister should let go this time, Fang Yao still said indifferently: "The medicine is not enough, unless we check carefully to see if the epidemic is serious..."

"Ouch, ouch, my body hurts to death these days."

"I'm actually not feeling well. My back hurts when I wake up in the morning. Every time I scratch it, there are white balls in pieces..."

Those who were not allowed to be checked before are now scrambling to get Fang Yao and the others to check for themselves.

Many people had some inconspicuous broken skin and pustules on their bodies, and they didn't even notice it themselves, but they were actually infected by the plague virus in the dirty water, and very, very small white fungus balls emerged.

After a while, the number of infected people in Fang Yao's book rose to 33 again.

Fortunately, these people's illnesses are not serious.

"You guys wait, there is not enough medicine right now, let's see if we can try to save some for you later."

Fang Yao said, and left with Jiang Shi, leaving behind the still panicked victims.

Aunt Hong, who drank medicine in the tent, was supported by her granddaughter to relieve herself in the field. She whispered proudly, "Little girl, grandma, how did I pretend to be dizzy just now?"

Hong Xiaoya said unhappily: "Grandma, you are the only one who drank the medicine, and I didn't take it..."

"You girl, your grandma is testing medicine for you." Aunt Hong knocked her head off.

Hong Xiaoya covered her forehead and remained silent.

Her grandma was obviously afraid of death.

……

in the camp.

As soon as Fang Yao and Jiang Shi returned, they were busy putting the freshly brewed medicinal soup into jars.

After waiting for the medicine to be less hot, Fang Yao called Li Fugui to come over and whispered a few words.

Li Fugui nodded his head like pounding garlic, and after a while, he ran over in a hurry and shouted: "There is a medicine, there is a medicine, all those infected with the epidemic come out and line up."

At this moment, no one is hiding anymore, wishing they could all rush to the front and stand there.

The two jars of medicine were finished in a short while, and those who were not sick were also watching eagerly.

"Oh, there are still two cans of medicine left. Anyone who doesn't have the disease can drink it? If not, we'll send it down the mountain—"

"What will happen if you drink it if you don't have the disease?" asked a young woman.

Fang Yao thought about the old green hair balls. Those in the village who were not infected with the disease also ate them, but the weight was reduced by half, and there was no problem.

She tried to find some more common words, "It can get rid of those plagues that haven't had time to get sick."

When everyone heard it, their eyes lit up.

This time it was faster, half a cup of tea was spent, and the rest of the soup was also used up.

After Fang Yao and Jiang checked the symptoms of the person who had taken the medicine again, they walked back with the empty medicine jar.

Just after they left the dwarf pine forest, they met Fan Chen who had rushed back in a hurry.

When Fan Chen saw Fang Yao, he frowned and asked, "I heard that those people don't drink medicine?"

(End of this chapter)