Chapter Six Hundred and Ninety Fourth Dysentery Only

Seeing this, Zhizhou hurriedly asked, "How is my wife's health? Has she ever contracted an epidemic?"

Mrs. Zhizhou sneered: "You are so eager for me to contract the plague, so that you can marry a young and beautiful bride again."

"Madam, what nonsense are you talking about? If I were that kind of half-hearted person, I would have nodded in agreement when my mother forced me to take a concubine before Jing'er was born. Do you have to wait until today?" Zhizhou's face turned pale with anger.

"But you... when Jing'er was locked in the little black room, you didn't say a word, what was your intention?" Madam Zhizhou asked with tears.

Zhizhou endured the grief in his heart and said slowly: "The plague, everyone talks about its discoloration, is because it spreads quickly and is very destructive. Once infected, there is almost no chance of survival. As a father, of course I don't want to let it go. Jinger was locked up alone.

However, after all, I am also the parent official of a state, so I can understand Cheng Zhifu's mood. On his back, shoulders the safety of the entire Xicheng people! If I were him, even if Jinger were my son, I would do it! "

Mrs. Zhizhou had calmed down, she heard a cry of a child in the room, and tears fell rushingly. She slumped to the ground and wept bitterly. Yes, the husband is also an official of the court and must cooperate with the decision of the prefect. However, her poor Jinger is so innocent...

"Lord Prefect, please allow me to come in and accompany Jing'er, he is only a five-year-old child, and there is no one to take care of him, so he can't last a day..." Mrs. Zhizhou covered her mouth and almost broke down in tears.

When Gu Ye heard the children inside, his voice was hoarse, and he couldn't help frowning: The child is already sick, how can he afford such a toss? She said to Cheng Zhifu, "Open the door!"

Cheng Zhifu hesitated. Gu Ye's eyes flashed a stern light: "Didn't Cheng Zhifu invite this girl to control the epidemic? How to diagnose and treat without contact with patients? If Cheng Zhifu is afraid of death, you can live in your palace!"

When a girl who was about the same age as his granddaughter pointed to the nose and said that he was afraid of death, Cheng Zhifu's expression contained a trace of anger, but he held back. It will bring disaster to the entire Xicheng!"

"If you don't open this door, won't the epidemic spread to Xicheng? Do you know the specific onset time of the first case of the epidemic? Do you know how many people were infected with the epidemic? This Xicheng has people coming and going every day. Can you guarantee that no one in the city will be infected again except for the children inside?" Gu Ye's series of interrogations left Cheng Zhifu speechless.

Indeed, he couldn't guarantee it, so he was even more frightened!

"Cheng Zhifu is a genius doctor. In fact, I still don't trust this girl in my heart, right? Please stand back three feet, adults. I will go in alone. Even if I unfortunately contract the virus, I will not pass it on to the adults!" Gu Ye Staring closely at Cheng Zhifu's eyes, he sneered!

"I'll accompany the girl in, and I'm not afraid of contracting the disease!" Mrs. Zhizhou shook off her husband's hand, and her weak and slender body burst out with enormous energy. For the mother, she is strong. For the sake of the child, she is willing to use her life for his!

Lord Zhizhou grabbed her and reluctantly said, "Don't make trouble!"

"Why did I cause trouble? Jinger listens to me the most. I can help calm Jinger's emotions and let Jinger cooperate with the examination and treatment!" Mrs. Zhizhou said in a hoarse voice, "Are you afraid? I'm not afraid of death!"

After she finished speaking, she forced her man's hand apart and stood behind Gu Ye resolutely.

Gu Ye didn't know the temperament of the child inside. He was really afraid that he would cry, struggle, and uncooperative like a child in the pediatric department of his previous life. She really needs Mrs. Zhizhou's help.

Gu Ye took out two sets of sterile clothing from the medicine box, motioned Mrs. Zhizhou to put them on the outside of the clothes, and took out gloves and masks, each of which was equipped. After doing all this, she nodded at the official of the post house, indicating that he could open the door.

Seeing that Cheng Zhifu had no further objection, the officials of the inn timidly unlocked the door and quickly retreated back.

Gu Ye gently opened the door, and saw a thin and pale child inside, lying on the ground inside the door, sobbing non-stop - the little guy didn't even have the strength to cry.

Seeing this, Mrs. Zhizhou was heartbroken, she rushed over and hugged the child in her arms: "Jinger, don't be afraid, mother is here to accompany you! Mother will never leave you alone again!"

Jing'er buried her face in Mrs. Zhizhou's arms and wept bitterly. In a blink of an eye, as if he had realized something, he pushed Mrs. Zhizhou weakly with a pair of small hands, and said in a hoarse voice: "Mother, you will be sickened by Jinger, Jinger will not let her get sick, mother quickly go out. Mother, don't go too far, just stay with Jing'er outside the door, okay?"

"Jing'er, poor mother Jinger! If mother doesn't go out, mother will accompany you in the house!" Mrs. Zhizhou stroked her son's little face. How sensible is her Jinger! Why doesn't God have long eyes, but her Jinger contracted a terrible disease.

"Jing'er, isn't it?" Gu Ye gently pulled the boy's little hand and said in a grandmother's voice, "Tell my sister, what's wrong with you?"

Mrs. Zhizhou quickly wiped the tears from her face, put the child on a worn-out chair in the room, and told the child: "Jing'er, this miraculous elder sister is here to see a doctor. You must answer her questions properly. question."

Jing'er's tears stopped, but she was still pumping. With a pair of big black and bright eyes, he looked curiously at the little sister who only showed one pair of eyes, and asked innocently: "Sister doctor, I will be obedient and take medicine, so I don't have to die?"

"Who said you were about to die?" Gu Ye ordered a basin of water to be drawn outside and placed at the door. She dipped her handkerchief in clean water and washed her face and hands for Jinger, who was like a little cat.

Jing'er wrinkled her little nose and said, "They all said that! They said that Jing'er contracted the plague and couldn't live! What is the plague? Is it very powerful? Will it really kill people?"

"Don't listen to their nonsense! They think the plague is terrible because they are timid! The plague is just a kind of disease, and it is feared by everyone because it is extremely contagious." Gu Ye said lightly, "Tell sister, you Besides stomach pain, what other symptoms?"

Jinger seemed to be appeased by Gu Ye's attitude, he patted his chest and said, "Jinger is a man, so courageous! Jinger is not afraid of the plague!! Jinger has a stomachache and diarrhea... Mother, I think of Gong again... "

Mrs. Zhizhou walked around the room, came back and held her son's little hand, and said in a soft voice, "There's a gong bucket inside, mother will take you there..."

"No! Jing'er is an older child, Jing'er can go out to Gong by herself, mother is waiting outside!" The little guy clutched his stomach, took the toilet paper, and walked weakly towards the Gong bucket in the inner corner.

Mrs. Zhizhou dipped the handkerchief on the corner of her eyes and said to Gu Ye, "Jing'er's symptoms have only appeared in the past two days. First, abdominal pain, urgency, and fever. At first, I thought it was because of a bad stomach, so I took a few doses. The medicine did not improve, and this morning there was pus and blood in the stool... Who would have thought that it turned out to be an epidemic!"

Gu Ye knew it, wasn't it just a little dysentery? As for such a formidable enemy? However, in ancient times with poor medical conditions, even a small dysentery could kill a person!

At this moment, there was a muffled sound inside. Mrs. Zhizhou's expression changed slightly, and she rushed in to see that Jing'er was already lying on the ground, her tiny body was twitching.

Mrs. Zhizhou cried and rushed over to pick up the person. Gu Ye hurriedly ordered: "Quick, carry the child to the bed!"

Seeing that the child was severely dehydrated, Gu Ye gave him an infusion to supplement body fluids, which added antidiarrheal medicine. When the child woke up, he was given cooling drugs and drugs to improve microcirculation to prevent shock and convulsions again.

Jing'er quietly looked at the needle and needle tube in her hand, and asked in a low voice, "Sister genius doctor, am I going to die?"

"Nonsense!" Gu Ye scolded him with a smile, "It's just a small dysentery, if it can't be cured, won't I fall into the title of 'magic doctor'? As long as you cooperate obediently and take medicine obediently, within ten days, You will be cured!"

Jing'er nodded obediently: "Yeah! Jing'er must be obedient to take the bitter medicine..."

I fed the little guy some light salt water and watched him slowly close his eyes and breathe long and evenly. Gu Ye came out of the room. Mrs. Zhizhou followed closely behind her.

Looking back at her son, Mrs. Zhizhou said in a low voice, "Little genius doctor, what you just said... is all true? Wasn't it made up to comfort Jing'er?"

"Of course not! Ling Lang's disease belongs to acute bacillary dysentery, and the cure rate is relatively high. You should be thankful, if you contract the poisonous bacillary dysentery, I'm afraid Ling Lang won't be able to meet me!" Gu Ye took off his disposable gloves, Ask someone to fetch water, carefully clean your hands, and spray with disinfectant.

Mrs. Zhizhou wept with joy, clasped her hands together, thanked all the bodhisattvas for their blessings, and thanked Gu Ye, the little genius doctor.

Gu Ye turned around and warned: "The infection route of dysentery is generally through feces, contaminated water sources, and daily contact, such as sharing a set of tableware with patients, contacting contaminated clothing, and not thoroughly cleaning meals. Hands. As long as the wife pays more attention to hygiene, she will not be infected."

After speaking, she pushed open the door and walked out. Although her voice was not loud, everyone outside the house heard her words. The expression on Cheng Zhifu's face was obviously a lot more relaxed. He stepped forward and asked respectfully, "If a village suffers from this disease, is it very likely that the water source in the village is polluted?"

Gu Ye nodded and said, "It's very possible! Cheng Zhifu, I have requisitioned the house next to it and used it as a pharmacy. Please Cheng Zhifu prepare a lot of Huanglian, Huangbai and three needles, I need it for medicine!"

"Can a genius doctor still make medicine?" Cheng Zhifu asked in surprise.