We have all the space treasury in hand, so mere exile is nothing.

If we cannot find the source of the disease, we cannot prevent the spread of the plague, so we can only temporarily isolate them.

Before she could ask to separate Jiang, Ye Yunlian frowned and spoke.

"Everyone in the village is infected with the disease now, and you treat them all. Maybe you brought the diseases from outside and made my mother sick."

Although she wanted to act like a filial daughter, she was worried that she might also catch the disease, so she subconsciously took a few steps back while speaking.

"Lian'er, how do you speak?"

Ye Guodong was a little displeased, "These villagers in this village are also destined to live. Ran'er and the prince will naturally be responsible for these people when they take over this place."

"Then does my mother deserve to get sick? If she is well, she will not come back after the treatment, just stay outside, and my mother will not have to suffer these sins."

"This is her home too, why can't she come back? Besides, with Ran'er's medical skills, she will be diagnosed and treated by then, and it will only take a few days to recuperate."

Ye Zhuoyu also couldn't bear to listen to Ye Yunlian's words.

Seeing that they were all helping Ye Qingran, Ye Yunlian was angry, but she didn't dare to get angry. She could only shut her mouth silently and stopped talking.

Jiang was still having a fever at this time, and it would take some time for the medicine she just drank to take effect.

Ye Qingran had no intention of arguing with Ye Yunlian, and just asked, "Has Mom been out recently?"

Ye Guodong replied: "No, at most I just walked out of the house for a few steps."

"Have you been in contact with anyone recently?"

"No... no, it counts. It was just that the prince's men came back from buying something, and she went out to get it. That's all."

Ye Qingran frowned.

It seemed that Ms. Jiang had not had much contact with people. Although some of the people who went shopping fell ill, she had also visited them. They all suffered from the same cold and even frostbite as the villagers, but they did not suffer from the same plague as Ms. Jiang.

Could it be...that the things I bought were contaminated with some kind of plague?

But she doesn't have modern instruments now, so she can't check if there are any viruses on the things she buys, so she can only ignore them for now.

"My mother's illness is a little different from the people in the village. It's not a cold, but a plague. So now we have to keep my mother in a room alone. I will give you some masks sprinkled with medicine later. It will be safer to wear them."

She helped Mrs. Jiang to her room, and after preparing some medicine, she asked Ye Zhuoyu and Ye Guodong to boil and feed the medicine regularly, and then continued to go out to diagnose and treat the villagers.

There are too many people sick now, and she is already a little overwhelmed.

Chu Qingyun had to brave the severe cold to buy medicinal materials for her, otherwise she wouldn't be able to boil the medicine.

Fortunately, the illness is not too serious at the moment, and it is not fatal, and she can still handle it.

It was only at night that she was free and able to take a short rest and have a good sleep.

Before going to bed, she was worried about Jiang's condition, so she went to see her again.

By this time, Ms. Jiang's fever had subsided and she was sleeping deeply, so she didn't hear any movement.

It was most likely to catch a fever at night, so she planned to stay by the bedside all night and make do with it.

But she really wasn't asleep.

Even though I was exhausted both mentally and physically, I still couldn't sleep.

Perhaps because she was worried about Jiang's condition, she would check it every once in a while, otherwise she would not feel at ease.

But Jiang was relatively stable at night and had no fever, but she would cough a few times from time to time. Ye Qingran helped her up and fed her some water, and then fell asleep again.

In the middle of the night, Chu Qingyun appeared out of nowhere and shouted softly outside the window: "Ran'er?"

"I didn't sleep, why did you come here?"

She got up and went outside, and saw Chu Qingyun with a gentle smile on his face, and he didn't seem to be sleeping.

"I heard that my aunt was sick, and I wanted to come and see her. I never had time during the day, so I thought of coming at night. I thought you wouldn't be able to sleep well, so I called out."

"It's true that I couldn't sleep well. I'm worried about my mother's health. I'm also worried that the temperature will continue to drop. By then, not only will we get sick, but many people will freeze to death."

Chu Qingyun also had the same concern: "That's true, but all we can do is try to protect them, but after all, we are only ordinary people and cannot compete with the sky."

After he finished speaking, he paused and said, "Of course, you are not an ordinary person, so you can't handle it. We have responsibilities, but we are not wrong."

"You're right, but you will always be worried."

"It doesn't matter. Let's work together. I believe we can solve all problems."

Chu Qingyun patted her shoulder comfortingly, "Is Auntie's condition okay?"

"It's pretty good, but her disease is different from the villagers. It's a plague."

At this point, she paused, worried that the virus on her body would affect Chu Qingyun's health, so she took a few steps back.

He noticed her movements, understood what she meant, and stepped forward: "It doesn't matter, we just agreed, we will face all the problems together, don't worry."

It seems that when Chu Qingyun is by her side, she can always feel more at ease, just like on the battlefield, someone is looking after her back, allowing her to do what she wants to do without thinking about anything else.

With his company, Ye Qingran slept for more than an hour.

Before dawn, she woke up again to check on Ms. Jiang's condition, but something was wrong this time. Ms. Jiang started to have a fever again.

The plague is like this, recurring and difficult to cure.

There is no other way but to continue decoction and feeding. Most of them have to rely on Jiang's own constitution to fight against the disease. There are no special medicines.

Fortunately, the number of sick people in the village has been brought under control, and those who were not sick at first are all doing well now.

She didn't dare to tell them about Jiang's infection with the plague. After all, the village was already in a lot of trouble. Letting them know that there was a plague would inevitably cause panic. By then, not to mention treating the disease, she would just let them stay in peace. It’s hard to get on.

Ye Qingran originally wanted to isolate everyone in his family to prevent everyone from contracting the plague, but Ye Guodong always refused. He was worried about Mrs. Jiang and insisted on taking care of her personally, and she did not stop her too much.

After all, Jiang's condition is unstable and she does need someone to watch over her. She also needs to drink medicine and feed her with water and food regularly. Ye Guodong can take care of her with peace of mind.

She prepared the medicinal materials Jiang needed for Ye Guodong, as well as some preventive potions and masks, and then left home to help the villagers continue to treat their illnesses.

While walking around each house, she checked again to see if there were any patients infected with the plague like Jiang, but after searching for most of the day, she couldn't find them.

But this can be considered a good thing. If there are still people infected with the plague and not isolated well, the whole village will be infected, and people will really die by then.