Chapter 222 Smallpox???

Brightly colored scrambled eggs with tomatoes, stir-fried meat with tender green garlic sprouts, hot and sour shredded potatoes, and a dish of candied sweet potatoes, pork ribs, beans, and corn all in one pot are all dishes that you have never seen before.

Seeing these unprecedented dishes, not only Meng Huaining, but even the eight-year-old and the fifth-year-old at home couldn't help but be amazed.

He Zhiran didn't intend to explain too much. He gave Mo Jiuye a wink, and Mo Jiuye started to get everyone started.

It doesn't matter if you eat this, it's so delicious that your jaw will drop...

Meng Huaining no longer cared about his image. Like the Mo brothers, he rolled up his sleeves and ate heartily.

Only when he felt a little full did Meng Huaining put down his chopsticks and asked, "Brother Jiu, I haven't seen these ingredients before. Did they also buy them from foreigners?"

He knew he was asking despite knowing the answer, but he couldn't help asking...

"That's right. Brother Meng, if you think it tastes good, eat more." Mo Jiuye said vaguely.

He didn't want to explain too much at the moment. The food cooked by his wife was delicious, and he wanted to eat more.

With a pot of tea and a table of delicious food, Meng Huaining wanted to stay in the Mo family forever.

However, he still has to face reality.

After dinner, He Zhiran made another pot of tea for them. It was not until the evening that Meng Huaining reluctantly said goodbye.

In any case, Meng Huaining helped his family a lot, and He Zhiran generously gave him a bag of Biluochun.

This gift was simply a huge honor for Meng Huaining.

He couldn't resist such good tea and had to accept it shamelessly.

In the future, I will take better care of the Mo family, which will be my reward for this bag of tea.

After seeing Meng Huaining off, everyone packed up and went back to their rooms.

Mo Chuhan got up early the next day, got ready, and went to the yamen to take up his post.

Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran planned to buy some simple furniture for their home, so they drove a mule cart and went out with him.

When it comes to buying furniture, He Zhiran really has no way to use the power of space. After all, the styles of furniture in the space seem to be purchased and seem out of tune with this era.

Besides, they will build a new house in the spring of next year, and He Zhiran plans to design the furniture himself then.

What I use at home now is as simple as possible, as long as I can use it without putting it down.

So, the two of them asked about the furniture shops in Yuncheng and went there directly.

The furniture styles of this era were relatively simple. Except for wealthy families who would customize some high-end goods, the items displayed in the shops were practical and affordable.

Therefore, Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran just randomly picked some tables, chairs and cabinets that were urgently needed at home.

There are many people in the family, but even so, the two of them bought a lot.

It had been a long time since we had such a big customer. The shopkeeper was so happy that he gave them a few extra small stools.

The shopkeeper is responsible for delivering the furniture to the door, and they just need to tell him the address clearly.

After buying the furniture, since it was still early, they decided to walk around the city and find out about Tang Mingrui's whereabouts.

They had just walked a short distance when they saw the people on the opposite side all running in the opposite direction of them.

The people seemed to be shouting, "Hurry up and get away from that clinic."

Mo Jiuye didn't know what was going on, so he grabbed a man running towards him and asked, "Brother, what happened up ahead?"

The man glanced at Mo Jiuye and said, "There's a patient with smallpox in front of the clinic. Run!"

After the man finished speaking, he struggled to break free from Mo Jiuye and continued to run away with the crowd.

Smallpox was no small matter in ancient times. It was not only contagious, but also killed many people.

Mo Jiuye said to He Zhiran solemnly: "Ranran, you go into the space first. I had smallpox when I was a child, so I won't be infected. I'll go over and take a look first."

He Zhiran shook his head: "Smallpox is transmitted through air, droplets, and contact. I just need to be careful."

Anyway, she has as much alcohol as she needs in her space, so she can do the most thorough disinfection.

As they were talking, He Zhiran had already pulled Mo Jiuye to a deserted place, and the two of them entered the space together.

He Zhiran took out two masks and put one on each of himself and Mo Jiuye.

In addition, medical gloves are also necessary protective measures. As for protective clothing, they are too conspicuous to wear outside, so she gave up for the time being.

Before going home, they just need to disinfect it thoroughly with alcohol.

Mo Jiuye knew in his heart that if Ranran was not allowed to participate in such things, she would definitely not be willing to do so.

Therefore, we can only let her do as she pleases.

After taking simple protective measures, the two people quickly left the space.

There were hardly any people on the street at this time. They must have all run away.

The two walked towards the clinic.

I saw a young man slumped in front of the clinic, holding a little girl who looked less than ten years old in his arms.

Both of them were familiar with this young man, as he was Tang Mingrui, whom they were looking for.

Tang Mingrui's face was filled with dejection, and the light in his eyes no longer existed.

Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran strode over.

"Brother Tang, what exactly happened?"

In Tang Mingrui's eyes, although the people had strange expressions on their faces, he still recognized them at a glance.

"Brother Mo, Sister Mo."

There was a sob in Tang Mingrui's voice.

"My sister developed red blisters on her body, so I brought her to the hospital. Unexpectedly, she had smallpox..."

He Zhiran did not rush to speak, but carefully observed the little girl in his arms.

The little girl did have a lot of red rashes on her face, but they didn't look like smallpox at all.

The rash of smallpox is relatively deep, but the blisters on this little girl's face are obviously floating on the surface of the skin.

In order to further confirm his judgment, He Zhiran took a few steps forward and squatted in front of the little girl.

She tentatively reached out to touch the blisters on the little girl's face.

Tang Mingrui and Mo Jiuye took action at the same time.

"Ranran, you can't touch me." Mo Jiuye shouted and then stepped forward to hold her.

Tang Mingrui held his sister and moved back hard: "Sister Mo, it's dangerous."

He Zhiran first said to Mo Jiuye: "I doubt she has smallpox."

Mo Jiuye was surprised. He had just seen that the little girl had the same rash as he did when he had smallpox. How could it not be smallpox?

"Ran Ran, if she doesn't have smallpox, what could it be?"

"I suspect she has chickenpox."

"Chickenpox?" Mo Jiuye and Tang Mingrui asked at the same time.

He Zhiran could only patiently explain: "The symptoms of chickenpox are somewhat similar to those of smallpox, but it is not as severe as smallpox. I guarantee that I can cure it."

Mo Jiuye knows his wife well; she never says anything she is not sure of.

He Zhiran felt that the force holding him had weakened, so he struggled to break free.

She came to the little girl again and gently touched the more obvious blisters on her face with her gloved fingers.

A smile suddenly appeared on He Zhiran's face.