Chapter 2046 Infection
Ye Zhen left Lu Tingzhi's wing. When she passed the main hall, she heard someone crying. She stopped. In the corner of the main hall, there was a child who looked seven or eight years old curled up and crying. The person next to him seemed to be crying. He had become accustomed to it and did not go over to persuade him.
"What's wrong?" Ye Zhen walked over and asked in a low voice.
"Woo..." the little boy choked and cried, pointing to the woman lying next to him, "My mother...my mother doesn't wake up no matter how hard she screams, is she dead?"
Ye Zhen looked sideways at the woman. Her face was gray and her limbs were stiff, as if she were dead.
"Let me take a look." Ye Zhen's heart trembled. She was afraid that the woman was already dead. She checked the woman's pulse and frowned, "Is your mother sick?"
died? And he had been dead for at least several hours without anyone noticing.
The boy cried and said, "Yesterday my mother kept vomiting and her whole body felt hot. The doctor prescribed medicine. I thought she would be fine today, but she didn't respond no matter what I called her today."
Ye Zhen looked at the boy's face. There was an abnormal blush on his dark face. She reached out and touched the boy's forehead. It was so hot!
"You are sick." Ye Zhen looked at the boy seriously. She stood up and looked around. She only saw people lying down to recover from their injuries, but no one else. She hurried out of the hall and finally saw a person. Monk: "Little Master, is there a doctor here? A woman is dead inside, and her son is having a fever. Why is no one paying attention to it?"
The monk looked anxious and said, "Donor, I don't know what happened this morning. There were many more people with fever and vomiting. Except for the women inside, several people were found dead just now. My doctors are preparing medicine, but there is no effect at all." No."
Ye Zhen's expression changed, "How many people have died? How many people are suffering from fever and vomiting?"
"A rough count today shows that there are about fifteen people. If the boy the donor just mentioned is not included, there will be sixteen people." The monk said.
Oops! Ye Zhen's eyes were solemn, "Hurry up and get Fang Shaoming, and I'll find other doctors."
"Master Fang seems to be busy..." The monk was surprised.
"Nothing is more important than this!" Ye Zhen said sternly, "Quickly find Fang Shaoming."
After Ye Zhen finished speaking, she walked to the side hall next to the main hall. She remembered that there were many injured people there, and the doctors were there to treat them and prepare medicine.
In the side hall, there were two doctors looking at the doctor, and two medicine boys preparing medicine.
"Doctor Wu." Ye Zhen recognized one of the doctors and walked over and said, "Patients with fever and vomiting may be infected. We have to isolate the sick people. Otherwise, if the infection continues, the consequences will be disastrous."
Doctor Wu slowly put down the pen in his hand and looked up at Ye Zhen. He didn't know Ye Zhen's identity. He only knew that Fang Shaoming seemed to be particularly polite to this woman. He frowned and said, "Madam, we are treating these patients. you do not need to worry."
"If it were so easy to treat, there wouldn't be so many deaths!" Ye Zhen said in a deep voice, "Now only by isolating the patients can we prevent more patients and deaths."
"It sounds like you are the doctor, otherwise, these patients would be left to you to treat." Another doctor said with a sneer.
Ye Zhen took a deep breath, turned to look at the patient lying on the ground, then turned to the monk behind her and said, "Have you asked someone to find Fang Shaoming?"
"I've sent someone to invite Master Fang. However, Master Fang seems to have gone to the riverside and won't be back so soon." The monk said awkwardly.
"Where is your abbot?" Ye Zhen asked coldly. Since Fang Shaoming has no time to come back, she can only make the decision herself.
Seeing that Ye Zhen still wanted to ask the abbot to make the decision, Doctor Wu couldn't help but smile scornfully, "Madam, although I am not talented, I have been practicing medicine for decades. What advice do you have? Can you cure these patients? They have to It’s typhoid fever. It rained so hard in the middle of winter, and it took so long to be soaked in the water before being sent for treatment. The medicinal materials are already in short supply, and it’s already good to be able to survive for a few days. What else do you want?”
"They are not suffering from typhoid fever." Ye Zhen said calmly, "Your medical skills are not good, and you blame the lack of medicinal materials."
"Almsgiver..." The monk was a little anxious. There were not many doctors here. If Dr. Wu was also angry and left, then no one would really be able to treat the patient.
Doctor Wu's face turned red with anger, "Humph, then I'll leave it to you, the miracle doctor, to treat me."
"Princess, I heard that you have something to tell me?" At this time, an officer and soldier who had been left here by Fang Shaoming hurried in and saluted Ye Zhen.
"How many people from the government have Master Fang left here?" Ye Zhen ignored Doctor Wu and turned around to ask the officers and soldiers who came to see her.
The officers and soldiers replied, "Princess, there are eight of us here. The others were taken down the mountain by Mr. Fang."
I don't know if there are any injured people at the foot of the mountain, and the water in the city needs to be withdrawn, so Fang Shaoming took away most of the officers and soldiers and the healthy men.
Ye Zhen nodded solemnly, "You have someone take the token and go to the riverside to find the imperial envoy and ask him to send a medical officer and a medical woman. The rest of the officers and soldiers will come to listen to my instructions."
"Yes, Princess." The officer and soldier did not dare to have any other questions, so they took Ye Zhen's token and left.
Then Doctor Wu already looks disheveled, Princess? This woman is actually a princess?
Ye Zhen ignored Doctor Wu, but walked out of the side hall and asked the other officers, soldiers and monks to follow her instructions and cremate all the dead, while others who were sick were isolated in the side hall.
It was no longer possible to find strong wine and vinegar to cook the bowls and chopsticks. She found herbs from the space and had them boil a large pot. She also had the bowls and chopsticks used before boiled in boiling water.
Ye Zhen, the medicine boy who originally planned to leave with Dr. Wu, told everyone to get things in order, so they all stayed to wait for orders.
The family members of the deceased did not agree to the cremation of their loved ones, and they cried and hugged the bodies and refused to let go.
After hearing the monk's report, Ye Zhen put down the silver needle in her hand, walked out of the side hall, took off her mask, and went to the back mountain where she was preparing for cremation.
"It's her, it's this woman who wants to burn my son to death, you evil woman..." When an old woman saw Ye Zhen, she rushed towards her crying and making a fuss.
"If you don't want to be cremated, you can leave with the bodies of your relatives. However, if you want to enter the city, you can't. Just find a place to hide. However, the diseases on their bodies are contagious, even if they are dead. I advise you not to get too close, otherwise you will get sick soon and we won’t have enough medicine to save you." Ye Zhen looked at the old woman indifferently and said in a cold voice.
"Will... will you get sick?" Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions changed drastically, and even the monk who was carrying the corpse took a few steps back.