The whole village is fleeing famine, fortunately I have a concubine system

Black cloth strips to ward off the plague were hung at the doors of every household.

Some even believed that this terrible disaster was the result of the anger of their ancestors.

They had to appease the anger of their ancestors.

We invited a famous living god to come and communicate with the ancestors and gave him an unknown amount of silver.

Looking at the "living immortal" twisting his body randomly on the built platform.

Then he came down and told them that the ancestors had heard their sincere pleas for mercy and would soon withdraw the plague.

Those people cried and laughed at the living god, and knelt on the ground to thank him.

But early the next morning, they discovered that the "living immortal" had disappeared.

He was nowhere to be found.

At this time, Wang Chengzi also came up with a countermeasure and directly sealed off the entire city.

Those who have already shown symptoms are isolated.

Those who have had contact with the victims but have not yet shown symptoms are also isolated.

Let’s see what happens next.

Arrange people to observe them closely.

At the same time, the whole city began to disinfect.

Quicklime was spread continuously, and atractylodes and mugwort were lit everywhere.

He also boiled a lot of medicine and distributed it to the people in the city to drink.

Used to prevent plague.

And when they are free, try not to go out and reduce contact with other people.

However, he did not give up on the people outside the city.

Pots of medicine were shipped out every day.

But their condition did not improve at all.

Time passed day by day, and there was no reply from the prefect.

Wang Chengzi knew the prefect and had no intention of getting involved in this mess.

He wrote a few more letters and had them delivered to the capital as quickly as possible.

There will always be one letter that can be delivered, and as long as it is delivered, it will definitely work.

Then when he didn't receive a reply, all he could do was to stabilize the rear.

Waiting for reinforcements to arrive.

During this period, an incident occurred that almost caused the victims to revolt.

Because Wang Chengzi planned to cremate all those who died of the plague.

They were instantly unwilling.

I feel like this is an insult to a dead person.

It is said that the dead are the greatest, and that fallen leaves should return to their roots and rest in peace in the earth.

But now, even death cannot rest in peace, it has to be burned.

Isn't this what people call grinding bones and scattering ashes?

Most people don't want that.

They gathered under the city wall, wanting Wang Chengzi to give them an explanation.

Those people had high fever and their eyes were red.

Everyone's body is out of control.

Surrounded by the city walls, it really feels a bit like a zombie siege.

Wang Chengzi was standing on the city wall at this time, speaking loudly to the victims below:

“Fellow villagers, I know it is difficult for you to be cremated right now.

But the person is already dead, and the most difficult thing is for the remaining living people.

I believe that your loved ones also want you to live well.

I swear, I will never give up on you.

But if these bodies were buried directly, the plague would continue to spread.

It will be difficult to find a solution by then.

Maybe all of us will die here.

This is a plague!!!

Only by dealing with the dead properly can doctors treat us better.

You will not be infected again.

Believe me!!!"

The victims listened to Wang Chengzi's words and thought back to the time when they arrived at the foot of Wudu City.

Wu Ducheng was the only one who did not despise them and even sent them food and tents.

So I believed Wang Chengzi.

Watching with tears in my eyes my loved ones being burned to ashes in the raging fire.

After the fire is out, collect the remaining ashes.

I plan to take these ashes with me if I can return to my hometown in the future.

But now, more than half a month has passed, and their condition has not improved.

I started to panic.

Am I really going to die here?

Some people even started crawling in the opposite direction.

Even if they die, they want to die in their hometown.

I don't want to be a lonely ghost.

But the high fever for several days has destroyed their bodies.

They had only climbed a few steps before they ran out of strength.

I had no choice but to crawl back up.

Wang Junruo did not slack off in the city.

Looking at the villagers who were almost hollowed out by the plague, he and Mr. Huo discussed the prescription day and night.

But this was a plague, not the typhoid fever and other diseases they were familiar with.

Every outbreak of the plague is different, and they can only experiment little by little.

Wang Junruo looked even more worried as he flipped through ancient books.

I even asked Tuanzi, but there was no useful solution.

You still have to experiment little by little on your own.

Let’s see which medicinal herbs can complement each other and control this plague.

There was finally some improvement, but at this time the city was about to fall.

Half the people in the city were infected with the plague.

I made pots of medicine every day and never stopped.

Even the sky above Wudu was now filled with a strong smell of medicinal herbs.

After eating bowl after bowl of herbs, I finally saw some improvement.

That means the high fever has finally stabilized.

Although there is still a low fever, the rash on the body has not disappeared.

But at least the fever has subsided.

Mr. Huo and Wang Junruo could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

This also proves that their prescription is correct.

Confirmed the correctness of the recipe.

The dialectic becomes much simpler next.

Wang Junruo and Mr. Huo are confident that within ten days, they will find a complete prescription to cure the plague.

But at this time, Old Lady Wang and Old Man Wang also unfortunately contracted the plague.

Wang Junruo had no choice but to rush home from the clinic and saw Old Mrs. Wang and Old Man Wang lying on the bed.

I quickly took her pulse and saw that her arms were covered with red rashes.

Because of the high fever, my mouth became dry and cracked.

He lay on the bed with a sallow face, even a little unclear.

Wang Junruo didn't know why Old Lady Wang's condition was so serious, so she asked Zhang Xing'er who was standing beside her what was going on.

"Today, my mother heard a child crying outside, and she was worried so she went out to take a look.

I just said a few words, and everything was fine when I came back.

By the evening, I found a rash on my body.

I quickly drank the anti-epidemic medicine, but I still had a high fever in the morning.

Even my dad is sick...

Honey, they'll be fine, right?"

Wang Junruo looked at Zhang Xing'er, who was full of concern, and comforted her.

Now Wang Chengzi has almost no time to come back and just sleeps in the yamen.

Zhang Xing'er has to worry about Wang Chengzi and Zhang Xiucai and others.

Now I also have to worry about Old Lady Wang and the others.

My heart is about to break into pieces, and there is no one I can talk to.

The whole person is in a tense state all the time.

This won’t work: “Don’t worry, mom, I’m here, grandpa and grandma will be fine.

I'll stay here with you, you should go and have a rest."

Zhang Xing'er didn't sleep a wink last night, and her body can't take it if she continues like this.

But Zhang Xing'er was so worried that she couldn't sleep at all.

But in the end, Wang Junruo dragged him to rest.