Fleeing the wasteland and farming: don't panic, the family's metaphysics boss

Chapter 96 This disease is easy to cure

The villagers who had been united in fighting against the enemy at first turned pale with fright when they saw someone vomit.

On the way, only the village chief, the village chief's son and four other people stood still, but the four of them were also very afraid, and someone persuaded:

"Village chief, let's go back. This plague is pervasive. If you get infected, you will die. Several surrounding villages are in ruins. Now is not the time to be brave."

The village chief's son also persuaded, "Daddy."

Zhuifeng finally got the chance to speak, stood up and said: "Go back first, I'll go and see what's going on with that person, I'm a doctor."

The village chief looked at him bitterly, "Guests should not go, you have a few children at home. This plague is so severe that it is said that as long as you get within ten feet, you will be infected.

Many well-meaning doctors went to Ruzhuang before, but none of them came out alive.”

Zhufeng thought to himself, I am afraid that there are few diseases in this world that he can't see.He said to Wen Ya again: "Take them back, I'll go and have a look." Then he walked towards the person who vomited.

Wen Ya persuaded and pushed repeatedly, but the old village head had no choice but to take his son back.Walking to the front of the house, after seeing Qingyu and the others standing at the gate of the courtyard, the old village chief stood still and said to Wen Ya:
"I'm sorry, I tried to persuade your family just now, but he didn't listen to my advice. There are old people and children in my family, so I can't take risks." Although I apologized, I was extremely firm.

Wen Ya understood what he meant, and said with relief: "Don't worry, if he really can't be cured, we won't implicate you."

The old village head seemed uneasy, so he and his son set up a stool and sat at the gate of the courtyard, staring in the direction of the troublemaker.

Chasing the wind came to the group of troublemakers under the eyes of everyone.

Seeing that he neither covered his face nor avoided him, the troublemakers were a little surprised, but soon someone ridiculed him: "Another ignorant person."

Others also booed and smiled: "Genius doctor, please save us, we don't want to die."

"Yes, quickly show your housekeeping skills, don't just pretend."

Chasing the wind ignored the group of people, and went straight to the person who vomited, took his pulse, and after a while, got up, but came towards the old village chief's house.

There was a taunting shout from behind.

The village chief and the village chief's son also stood up nervously.When Zhu Feng was about to approach, the village chief stopped him: "Guests stop, my family really doesn't dare to take risks, so I ask Hai Han to be considerate."

Under the plague, everyone is in danger, and Zhufeng's attitude towards the village chief is also understandable, after all, these people don't have the same confidence as him.

He stopped outside the safe range that the village chief's family thought was safe, and said to everyone: "What they are suffering from is just heat and summer sickness, it is not an incurable disease, and the medicines they need are not complicated:
Eight cents of Fangfeng, seven cents of notopterygium, two cents of wilted rhizome, seven cents of Chuanxiong, eight cents of Cimicifuga, one cent of Pueraria root and Anemarrhena anemarrhena, one and a half cents of Scutellaria baicalensis, one cent of southern star, one cent of almond, two cents of ginseng, five cents of licorice, Six points of woody fragrance and three slices of ginger.

Upper Tsui.Decoct in water and serve warm.Three times a day, half a month can be cured. "

Wen Ya carried her own basket out, and Qing Yu Shi'an and Hong Tao also followed.

Qingyu rummaged through the basket with her small hands, taking out the corresponding medicinal materials from the Xuannv Temple while no one was paying attention, and then packed them in a cloth bag and handed them to Zhufeng.

Zhuifeng threw the medicinal materials to the village chief, "I have ready-made medicine here, you can try to decoct it for those people first, and see if their symptoms will be relieved after drinking it."

It's so easy?This was too coincidental and too smooth.The old village chief couldn't help being a little suspicious, "Is this plague really curable? But everyone says that once infected, you will never live."

"Although a terminal illness can kill people, but before that, there is a cure for this disease." Zhuifeng pointed to the person who vomited and had diarrhea,

"Vomiting and diarrhea are a sign of a seven-point illness, so that person can still be saved. As for the other people, their illnesses are milder. As long as they take the medicine according to my prescription, they can all be cured."

His voice was not low, and the village was quiet, so everyone around could hear him clearly, even those making trouble.

Someone questioned in disbelief: "Don't talk nonsense, right? Many doctors went to Ruzhuang and died within a few days. Are you better than those people?"

Wen Ya has no good temper, she just yelled at that person, "What's the trouble, you have the final say on whether it can be cured or not? You are a doctor? You will know after taking the medicine. Whatever you shout about, sit down and wait."

Although her voice was not as good as the previous lion's roar, its deterrent force was still there. The troublemaker hummed and chirped, and was speechless for a while, and then he didn't know who started it, so he really sat down and waited.

Qingyu secretly took out five cushions from Xuannv Temple, one for each person, and the family of five old gods sat cross-legged.

Chu Mu hesitated for a moment, but finally sat down.

Qing Yu took a leisurely look at him and teased, "Aren't you afraid of losing the bet?"

Chu Mu's heart skipped a beat, and he smiled, "You're so young, why do you think people are so bad?"

"Isn't the human heart selfish?" Qing Yu said lightly, closing her eyes again.

The old village chief looked around the village and found that the troublemakers had calmed down. No matter what, it would be better to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor than to let those people make trouble in the village, so he ordered his son and daughter-in-law to make medicine.

Taking advantage of the cooking time at the village head's house, Zhufeng and Qingyu began to whisper.

"It's a strange thing to say. It's not an intractable disease. How could it be so serious?" A mortal doctor wouldn't be so useless, could he? !
Hearts choked on him: "If you want to praise yourself for your excellent medical skills, you don't have to beat around the bush like this. It's a shame."

Zhuifeng gave her a white look, and looked at Qingyu, he felt that he didn't think too much.

"Someone wants to take advantage of this epidemic." Qingyu glanced at Chu Mu intentionally or unintentionally, "So no matter how good the doctor is, he won't be able to survive."

Was it intentional? !Zhufeng's heart trembled, and his face became anxious, "Then I have caused trouble again?"

"What are you afraid of? If you come, I'll hit one, and if you come, I'll hit a pair." Wen Ya said with a serious face.

Qing Yu comforted, "We'll leave tomorrow morning. It's enough to leave the prescription to them."

Just as he was talking, the village chief's son came out with two buckets of medicine. He put the buckets a foot away from the gate of the courtyard and returned them.

As soon as the topic stopped, Zhufeng stood up and brought two barrels of medicine to the troublemaker, and asked everyone to drink one bowl first, and the seriously ill drink two bowls in a row, and then asked them to wait for half an hour.

The troublemaker waited half an hour in doubt, and finally felt that the burning sensation all over his body had subsided. As for the seriously ill man, his face, which was originally black and blue, also improved a lot, and his diarrhea and vomiting stopped. It is self-evident how effective the medicine is.

Witnessing the miracle with their own eyes, the troublemakers changed their previous arrogance and broken jars, and kowtowed to thank each other.

Zhuifeng asked them to bring back the remaining medicine, gave them the prescription, reminded them of some precautions, and finally sent them away.

As soon as the troublemaker left, the villagers breathed a sigh of relief, and the old village chief also apologized and invited Qingyu's family back into the house.

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