ancient five-star seventh system

Chapter 82 I really don't have a harem (17)

Zuo Xiaole used to work as a planner, and would often stay up late to work on the plan. After finishing it, he would carefully consider it. This time would take about two to three days, and a complete plan would be presented. Now, in order to complete it as soon as possible, she and Feng Chu The nine-promised cooperation was explained all night long, in which the division of responsibilities between the two parties, shareholding, and phased tasks have begun to take shape.

After returning from Han Shaoyu, Zuo Xiaole plunged into the project of perfecting this explanation. Originally, she planned to finish it in one night and meet up with Feng Chujiu tomorrow, and by the way, she would finish the explanation at Fengmanlou and Jinyulou. She was given a jewelry pattern as a gift for the Queen Mother's [-]th birthday, but she didn't expect Qiu Hui to run in in a hurry at midnight, saying that someone outside was looking for her, named Kang.

When Zuo Xiaole went out, she found that Kang Yun was wearing a cloth towel to cover her mouth and nose, and when she saw her, she quickly stepped back a few steps, widening the distance between them.

"What are you doing, pretending to be a thieves at night to rob the rich and save the poor?" Zuo Xiaole teased him.

"Leave Heshun County soon, there should be a plague here, many people are sick, cough, you go!" Kang Yun panted for a long time after saying this, and he almost didn't fall to the point of supporting the wall.

"Plague? What's going on here? Do you want to sit down first?" Zuo Xiaole's eyelids twitched, but seeing that Kang Yun really didn't seem to be joking, he also became a little nervous. He wanted to help him, but Dodged by him.

"First Xiaoying..." Kang Yun took a breath, and continued: "I thought she just had a typhoid fever, but she didn't want to take the medicine and didn't get better. During the day, she kept yelling for cold, and then Ma Xiaodou, Xiao Zhuang, and Qingqing also had attacks one after another. Fever, when I took them to the doctor, I found that there were many people blocking the entrance of the clinic, just now I found that I also started to have a fever, so while I still have breath..."

Kang Yun originally wanted to persist, but the virus didn't allow it. Before he could finish speaking, he stumbled to Zuo Xiaole.

"Hey! Kang Yun, you, you, don't get dizzy, you—" Zuo Xiaole, who caught Kang Yun, was a little dazed, but when he looked at Kang Yun's shiny black skin under the light, he could even see a blush, and it must have been burned. Lightly, he quickly asked Gao Guoshan and several guards to carry Kang Yun into the yard, and went back to find a doctor by the way.

Qiu Hui doesn't know Kang Yun, but because of her young lady's unexpected behavior these days, she feels that it doesn't matter whether she knows Kang Yun or not, as long as her young lady knows her, and she just listens to her young lady's orders, but Why was this shiny black guy so discolored by her? What's going on?

Qiuhui hurriedly ran outside the house to find Zuo Xiaole, but Zuo Xiaole was talking to Ma Xun, only to hear her lady say in surprise: "... Did it start in the morning? Do you have any other symptoms besides fever?" ?How many people are in this situation now?"

"There are only two people. After Gao Guoshan's fever, they are now chilling. They covered two quilts, and even used the brazier, but it didn't help." Ma Xun was a little worried.

After a while, the person who went to invite the doctor came back, his expression was flustered:

"Doctor, there are many people there, all with fever and chills, very similar to Ma Xun and others! The doctor couldn't come out, so I went to several medical clinics, and the situation was... it was a plague! They said It’s a plague! Let’s go quickly! I, I don’t want to die here! I’m older and younger, I, I don’t want to—”

The visitor was stunned by Ma Xun with a hand knife before he finished speaking. This kind of talk can't be said indiscriminately.

"Bang" Qiu Hui stood at the door and suddenly heard that someone here had the plague, and the basin he was holding was not steady.

Zuo Xiaole and Ma Xun were taken aback, but they were still so startled. Zuo Xiaole suddenly thought, the symptoms of hot and cold, why does it sound so similar to malaria?

She knows about malaria, and she also knows that it is not a serious disease. If it is treated in time, it is easy to recover. The main thing is to cut off the entire transmission method. Now the doctors in the county are busy, and she is not sure whether it is malaria. , You have to find a knowledgeable person to make a judgment.

"Qiu Hui!" Zuo Xiaole yelled, bringing Qiu Hui back to his senses after losing half a dozen souls, and then ordered: "Go to the bamboo garden and ask Mr. Han to help him save someone, hurry up! "

"Ma Xun, you organize the people in the yard to get wormwood and fumigate the places with puddles and bushes everywhere, warn everyone not to be bitten by mosquitoes, and then let two people take care of the two Gao Guoshan, This is not a plague, but if it doesn't work out, everyone will be finished, so hurry up, move!"

"Ah, yes, I'm going to invite Mr. Han!" Qiu Hui rarely saw Zuo Xiaole's serious expression, and suddenly came to his senses. By the way, her young lady is different from before. She has to trust her young lady, and she will soon Go invite Mr. Han!
"Okay, I'll make arrangements right away!" Ma Xun was also very nervous. He knew that once this plague broke out, there would be countless casualties. Anyone could die, but no one wanted to die, and so did he.

As soon as Qiu Hui and Ma Xun left, a little girl looked at the door tremblingly. Zuo Xiaole saw her and waved her over, "What's the matter?"

"Miss Hui, Chun, Chunlan and Chunmei, they also have a fever...Miss, miss, I'm still young, I don't want to die yet..." The little girl trembled and broke down crying before she could finish her sentence .

"Okay, okay, it's okay. This is not a plague. It's not as serious as you think. It will all get better. Don't be afraid." Looking at the little girl kneeling in front of him with tears in his eyes, Zuo Xiaole sighed slightly and leaned over. He pulled her up, patted her back and comforted her softly.

In ancient times, apart from wars that can trigger human panic, what else could have such power?

Of course it was the plague.

Why?Because people will die, many people will die, how many people can face death calmly?There are probably not many, so it is normal for the little girl to be afraid. At this time, she should turn into a confidant young lady.

"Miss..." After the little girl uttered her voice in pain, she felt that it was not a problem for her as a slave to be comforted by the lady, so she gradually recovered her voice and asked with hiccups: "Miss, aren't you afraid? Hiccup, then , that’s a plague!”

"Tsk, what do you think you little girl is thinking?" Zuo Xiaole scratched her nose, "Where did the plague come from? It's just a fever. If you do as I say, nothing will happen. Don't worry.

Later, Ma Xun and the others will come back with mugwort. You go get some and smoke them around the house. Take good care of the two little girls. Wipe their sweat when they are hot and cover them when they are cold. Quilt, feed them more water, can these things be done well? "

"Well, I, I can!"

(End of this chapter)