Siheyuan: Give me incredible understanding but not knowledge

Chapter 52 Selfishness
  "Cough, cough, cough!"

It has been three or four days since Lin Jiajun came back, and many people in South Tongluo Alley have had mild coughs recently.

At first, everyone didn’t pay attention, they just thought they were getting a bit cold!
  Then a headache and a feeling of weakness in the limbs appeared, and many people felt that something was wrong.

Outside the door of Lin Jiajun's room, Yi Zhonghai and more than a dozen people were guarding the medicine stove and boiling medicine!
  Xu Damao hurried back from outside, his expression a little panicked.

After arriving at the back room and entering the room, he said to Lin Jiajun in a slightly hasty tone.

"Jiajun, Director Wang has also fallen ill and is lying in bed now unable to get up."

"He told me that this situation has occurred in many places in Beijing during this period. The higher-ups are also aware of the current spread of the disease. He asked you to take care of yourself, saying that Beijing may soon implement risk control."

Xu Damao's words immediately shocked everyone around him, and then Shazhu also walked in from the outside with a panicked expression.

He looked anxious and said to everyone with some shock.

"Soldiers are now guarding every alley in Beijing. They all wear masks and say they won't let people run around."

"We need to wait for orders from above. The medicinal materials cannot be sold now."

"what!"

Yi Zhonghai was shocked when he heard the news!

Then he asked hurriedly.

"What about the food? Now, guys, if you have a lot of food at home, you can eat it for more than ten days at most, and if you have a little food, you can finish it in two or three days."

"Oh, I don't know yet! They said they are waiting for arrangements. There is no way the higher-ups will ignore us, so there is no need to worry about that!"

When Lin Jiajun heard the news, he went into his pharmacy first and looked at all the medicinal materials in the medicine cabinet.

"This is terrible! We don't have enough medicinal materials. I can indeed cure this disease. But there are a lot of medicinal materials that need to be spent. It is not easy to save the courtyard now."

"And now there are many patients in other courtyards!"

Lin Jiajun was suddenly embarrassed, and people from various courtyards kept coming in at the door of the courtyard.

Now the courtyard is like a crowded ward, and even the middle courtyard is crowded with people!
  If we can't purchase some medicinal materials for this medicine, it can only keep these people's condition from getting worse!
  It may be difficult to get better.

Yi Zhonghai stood there and looked at the people around the courtyard. There were more than 100 people in the entire courtyard, and only a dozen people could get up from the bed.

And half of the more than ten people also reported mild coughs, including himself!

If we continue to send people here, let alone whether the problem can be cured, even the people we care for will be gone.

Lin Jiajun also realized this problem at this moment, gritted his teeth and said.

"Now, people with mild symptoms should take medicine first! Then we will give it to those with severe symptoms. Those who are seriously ill will not be able to survive without anyone to take care of them!"

"Da Mao, go find Director Wang and see if you can coordinate and ask Lin's Jishitang in Dong'an Market to send some medicinal materials, and then see if you can hand over this recipe."

"If there are enough medicinal materials, this recipe can cure most people's diseases!"

"This disease cannot continue to spread in Beijing, otherwise something big will happen!"

"I have to go take a look again, by the way! If Director Wang can coordinate a batch of books about the epidemic, I should be able to come up with a better prescription. Go tell Director Wang about this right away!"

After speaking, Lin Jiajun came to the room, took out a pen and wrote out a prescription in two or two strokes and handed it to Xu Damao.

Lin Jiajun brought two bowls of medicine from the medicine stove and asked Xu Damao and Silly Zhu to drink it.

After Xu Damao finished drinking, he picked up the prescription, turned around, and walked out of the courtyard in a hurry.

Lin Jiajun also returned to the room and kept preparing the remaining medicinal ingredients!
  "Master, these are the only medicinal materials left. To ensure that people with mild symptoms can survive, we will arrange for the remaining people!"

"Jiajun..." "Huairu and Yuyu are also sick, I..."

Silly Zhu looked at Lin Jiajun silently. If Lin Jiajun's arrangements were followed, Qin Huairu and He Yuyu might not be able to distribute the medicine!

Lin Jiajun looked a little embarrassed, but he quickly spoke.

"Let's talk after we enter our courtyard!"

"As for what to say, you guys can figure it out on your own. I still have a few books I haven't finished yet. I need to see if I can find a way!"

Although strong medicine can cure the disease, I'm afraid my body won't be able to recover after this experience for half a year!
  But this is also a stopgap measure. Lin Jiajun also wrote clearly on the prescription given out, the shortcomings and advantages of this prescription.

How to make a decision is the above matter, but at least it is much better than those who pile up antibiotics.

The prescription given by Lin Jiajun is that the body will be weak for at most half a year, but it is hard to say that a person who has recovered from antibiotics is still not a complete person.

"it is good!"

Silly Zhu agreed, and then the eyes of more than a dozen people here focused on Yi Zhonghai.

They are all people in the courtyard, so naturally they hope to follow this.

Yi Zhonghai looked at the people around him. He naturally knew what choice he should make now, so he agreed without hesitation.

Then everyone shuttled through the courtyards, seemingly disorderly with medicines among the crowd, but all the sick people in the courtyards were at least provided with a bowl of medicine!
  Some people even came to ask Lin Jiajun at the back.

"Jiajun, if there is more water in the medicine, that's okay!"

Lin Jiajun originally wanted to say no, but he looked at the medicinal materials in the pharmacy!
  "The first time is one bowl of medicine and three bowls of water! The second time is one bowl of medicine and one bowl of water. The third time won't work. The fourth time is the same. No matter how much more, there will be no effect."

Then the man was overjoyed and explained to the people making medicine outside what Lin Jiajun had just said.

They also quickly gave these medicines to other courtyard residents and secretly mixed them with water.

Although Yi Zhonghai felt something was wrong, he still took a deep breath, turned around and left the back room to take care of those people.

Turning a blind eye to these things, besides, he also has a wife and needs to take medicine!
  Dead Daoist friends do not die poor Daoists!
  Human nature!

Yi Zhonghai comforted himself, walked into the courtyard and then came to the third uncle's house.

The third uncle and his family have all been infected. Now they are lying on the bed unable to move when they see Yi Zhonghai coming.

"Lao Yi, your health is good! Ouch... I have a severe headache, and I don't know if I can survive."

"Jiajun can cure it, but now Jiajun doesn't have much medicinal materials, so we can only drink it first for the people in our yard. As for those outside, I'm afraid we can't control that much."

"Actually, there's nothing wrong with what Jiajun did, but I'm just worried..."

Yi Zhonghai shook his head, his brows furrowed and he looked worried.

When the third uncle heard about Neng Zhi, his eyes lit up.

"Lao Yi, you can't stop Jiajun. We are lucky to be able to survive in our yard. It's not as good as usual!"

"Lao Yi, you can't use your kindness at this time!"

The third uncle said to Yi Zhonghai anxiously. He knew that Yi Zhonghai had some tricks up his sleeve.

But then again, who the hell doesn’t have some thoughts!

Is the whole person a saint?
  But many times, Yi Zhonghai still has a hint of kindness in his heart. At least judging from his behavior, it is often okay to help as much as possible.

So this is what Yan Bugui is worried about, if Yi Zhonghai shows such kindness at this critical time.

Maybe Yan Bugui was among the people who lost their lives!
  (End of this chapter)