Startled Meng

Yu Fangzhi walked out of the room with an empty bowl, and opened the courtyard door before entering the kitchen. Two masked heads squeezed in immediately, looking at Yu Fangzhi with teary eyes.

Yu Fangzhi smiled with relief: "He should be fine, except for some fever and no other symptoms. He can eat and sleep, and he can finish the porridge. He should be healed soon."

Hearing this, Juniper and Duyan hugged each other and burst into tears, Yu Fang knew that they were afraid of crying and collapsed, and said: "Juniper, go make some more porridge and use the herbs I gave you."

The Juniper brothers knelt on the ground and kowtowed, Yu Fangzhi felt sad, turned around and took the empty bowl into the kitchen, and when they came out, they saw Tang Shuang standing at the door.

"Young master." Tang Shuang nodded while holding the medical box.

Yu Fangzhi hurriedly invited her in: "Doctor Tang, Mr. Yan is in good condition, he can talk and eat, and he doesn't have the hematemesis and bone pain you mentioned. Does it mean that he is getting better?"

Tang Shuang was a little puzzled when she heard the words. The patients she saw, once they got sick, the symptoms of the epidemic would appear one by one. Mr. Yan...she couldn't guarantee that Mr. Yan was an exception, so she could only say: "I'll see it later. "

Tang Shuang pushed the door and went in. The scene in the room surprised her, and she closed the door behind her backhand: "Young Master Yu, you don't need to come in."

Yan Cijing slowly pushed the porcelain basin under the bed, raised his head, with a smear of blood on his lips, and smiled feebly: "You are Doctor Tang Shuang, right?"

Tang Shuang took a deep breath, strode to the bedside, put down the medical box, and lay down with Yan Cijing on her hands.

Yan Cijing dodged her hand: "Doctor Tang, don't touch me, be careful and catch the disease." Seeing that she didn't cover her face with a cloth, she said again, "Doctors with a benevolent heart have the protection of saints, but Doctor Tang should be careful and do it well." Take some precautions."

Tang Shuang looked at Yan Cijing, who was fragile but not weak, and thought, so this is the new magistrate?

She sat down by the bed, opened the medicine box and said, "Your Majesty Yan doesn't know something. The disease is severe, but it doesn't mean that you will be infected if you come into contact with a sick person. As long as there are no wounds in the place you touch, don't eat together, and don't touch polluted water sources." , will not be infected."

Yan Cijing was stunned: "Really...is it really because of the water source problem in Ax Village?"

"Yes," Tang Shuang put a clean cloth on Yan Cijing's wrist, and began to check the pulse, "Master Yan discovered it in time, and the patients in Ax Village have not wandered around, and they have all been removed for treatment."

Yan Cijing asked: "What about the shelter? Are there any casualties?"

"Huh?" Tang Shuang felt her pulse, her brows furrowed tighter and tighter, "Did the Young Master not tell you?"

Yan Cijing looked at the white smoke outside the window: "I've been looking at this smoke for a long time..."

Tang Shuang quickly glanced out the window, then lowered her head and removed the bandage on Yan Cijing's arm to change the dressing: "The smoke is from the burning of the corpse."

"What did you say?"

When Yan Cijing moved, Tang Shuang missed the spraying powder. Tang Shuang took another look at him, and found that his tired eyes were full of scarlet, and advised: "My lord, don't move, I will help you change the medicine first."

Yan Cijing put his fingers together: "You tell me everything about the situation in the city, every detail."

Yu Fangzhi was in a state of anxiety outside the door, not knowing how the diagnosis and treatment were going. Xiaoqing came to inquire about the situation through the door, but he drove them away in annoyance. When he finally counted the ninth bird flying in the sky , I heard the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground in the room, and Tang Shuang's exclamation.

Yu Fangzhi opened the door and went in, and saw Yan Cijing and the medicine box fell to the ground, Tang Shuang was struggling to help them.

"I'll do it." Yu Fangzhi hugged him horizontally, no matter how hard Yan Cijing struggled, he didn't let go.

"You lied to me!" Yan Cijing tightly grasped the front of Yu Fangzhi's clothes.

Yu Fangzhi glanced at Tang Shuang, and Tang Shuang explained, "I'm just telling the truth."

She was also shocked. She didn't know why the Young Master's family kept the prefect from knowing the situation in the city.

"Let go of me, I want to leave, I don't want to stay here and wait to die." Yan Cijing pushes to know, but he doesn't have the strength to push at all.

Yu Fangzhi held him in his arms: "You won't die, trust me, I won't let you die!"

Yan Cijing was out of breath, his eyes misty: "Why are you lying to me? The white smoke that doesn't go away is not from smoked moxa at all, but the smoke from burning corpses. People have been dying in the city, and the situation can't be worse. Oh, why are you lying to me?"

"Jiangling has long been in danger," Yan Cijing choked up, "more and more cases have been discovered in the city, all the officers and soldiers have been dispatched, the corpses cannot be transported, supplies are in short supply, food cannot keep up, and drinking water is a problem. Not to mention the decoction..."

"Listen to me, Yan Cijing," Yu Fangzhi put his arms around Yan Cijing, "it's not as bad as you think, the disease will not spread easily, but there will always be an outbreak period that cannot be controlled, and the patients found in the city have already Fewer and fewer, you don't believe me, don't you believe Doctor Tang?"

Yu Fangzhi was right, Tang Shuang nodded: "Yes, I have read the previous records with other doctors. Every time the epidemic occurs, there must be a period of outbreak. As long as it is properly controlled, the situation will not continue to deteriorate."

"The official warehouse opened by the adults is the key, and it can last for a while. As for the clean water source, it can be solved by filtering."

Yan Cijing finally calmed down and asked, "How can the disease be cured?"

There was a moment of silence in the room. Yan Cijing knew her answer. He closed his eyes in pain, covered his face with his hands, his fingers trembling slightly, and asked sullenly, "What does Doctor Tang do to deal with the epidemic in the city?"

Tang Shuang was slightly taken aback, wasn't she worried about her own death?Without thinking too much, she answered truthfully: "At present, prevention and treatment are the main focus, and some patients with mild symptoms can be cured."

She seldom persuaded others, and she softened her heart for a moment, and persuaded: "It is best not to work too hard when Mr. Yan is ill."

Yan Cijing tugged Yu Fangzhi's sleeve: "You, do you have any news? The disaster relief minister from Beijing, where is he?"

Tang Shuang shook her head quietly, and went out, leaving a message to know to comfort Yan Cijing and lie down.

"Soon, I will come and tell you when we arrive, don't worry, just lie down and rest."

Afterwards, Yu Fangzhi also closed the door and came out. Tang Shuang was waiting for him in the courtyard with a serious expression on his face. Yu Fangzhi walked over with a gloomy face.

"Doctor Tang, I see that Mr. Yan is not like the patients in the city. He doesn't have any common emergencies and his consciousness is clear. You also said that there are patients who have recovered..."

"Young Master," Tang Shuang knew that he was eager to save people, but had to interrupt him, "Once you get sick, fever, bone pain, and vomiting blood will appear in sequence, and the black spots that appear at the end are a sign of death. If there is no black spot, then there is a possibility of recovery."

Yu Fang knew that Gao Xuan's heart was half relieved: "Master Yan only has a fever, so it can be saved."

It was rare for Tang Shuang to see the Young Master's family so anxious for another person. She didn't want to extinguish his hopes, but she had to say: "Master Yan's injury was on his arm, and the person who injured him is already terminally ill. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he is covered in poison ..."

Tang Shuang didn't want to look at the disappointment of Young Master's family anymore, so she turned her face away: "As for what you're talking about, you only have a fever... As long as the infection is confirmed, then bone pain and hematemesis are inevitable."

Yu Fang knew or didn't believe it: "No, I'm sure he didn't—"

"Either he didn't say it, or he was enduring it."

"Forbearance?" Yu Fangzhi doubted, "How is it possible? Have I never seen it? The medical center is full of patients with unbearable bone pain rolling around. Yan Cijing is just an ordinary person, how could he endure it for so long?"

"Cough-cough-"

There was a faint coughing sound in the room, Yu Fangzhi and Tang Shuang rushed in at the same time.

"Quick! Help him to lie down!" Tang Shuang rushed to the bed and grabbed Yan Cijing, who was fainted by the bed, and turned to see Yu Fangzhi still standing by the door, his face full of panic and helplessness.

Yu Fangzhi looked at the porcelain basin beside the bed in disbelief, which was filled with black blood and freshly vomited porridge, Yan Cijing passed out after vomiting, and dropped a pale hand.

Yu Fangzhi hurriedly helped Yan Cijing to lie down, and was dazed for a moment when he shook off the quilt, he finally saw the blood hidden in the quilt, it was so red that it turned black, and it burned his eye sockets.

Tang Shuang also saw it, and stretched out her hand to fold up the bloody quilt.

Yu Fangzhi carefully wiped off the black blood from Yan Cijing's lips, and said to himself, "Why does he endure it?"

Tang Shuang didn't know, and silently wiped the thin sweat off Yan Cijing's forehead.

In fact, his condition is not good, his eyes are dark, his eyes are sunken, his lips are dry and cracked, and he is as fragile as a piece of paper. Too bad.

But he is full of luck and thinks, in Yan Cijing's slowly passing life, what is it?

Yu Fangzhi held those lifeless hands: "I don't want you to leave."

Inserting five fingers between Yan Cijing's, Yu Fangzhi sniffed, "I still have something to tell you."

Now Tang Shuang finally understood why the young master's family had an abnormal concern for the magistrate. She was not a person who showed emotions, but at this moment her eyes were secretly red.

As a doctor, it is her instinct to do her best to save every patient and do her best to obey the destiny. She thinks that no matter what the result is, she can accept it with a clear conscience. The idea of ​​letting him live well.

"Actually, Mr. Yan has not reached the point where there is no cure."

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