Chapter 88 We Advance and Retreat Together

As the two were talking, the sounds of footsteps and crying were getting closer.

The villagers saw the fire in the valley and walked towards them.

Soon, a group of figures appeared in the sight blurred by the darkness and heavy rain. Looking closely, the leader was none other than Liu Lizheng.

Peng Wang shouted, "Liu Lizheng, what's the situation down the mountain?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Liu Lizheng instantly quickened his pace. Before he could even stand still, he said in a tearful voice:

"It's all my fault for not listening to your advice. Now the village has been completely submerged by the flood, and less than 30% of the people have escaped."

When he said this, Liu Lizheng actually started to cry, and he looked so miserable.

The villagers behind also cried louder and louder.

All the villagers gathered in front of the cave, and there were about forty or fifty people.

Moreover, most of them are young people, and the elderly, the weak, women and children only account for a very small number.

It goes without saying that those who failed to go up the mountain together must have died.

Thinking of so many people dying in the flood, Peng Wang and Mo Jiuye sighed in their hearts.

It really proves the saying that water and fire are merciless!

Now was not the time to feel sentimental. Peng Wang took a quick look around and made a decision immediately.

All the female family members went to Mo's cave. He took the officials and the male prisoners to the largest cave, and gave the cave where they were taking shelter from the rain to the villagers.

Although this is a bit crowded, we can't just watch the villagers have nowhere to go.

After arranging everything, Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran gave some charcoal to the villagers, asking them to dry their clothes first.

As for food, they haven't figured out a solution yet.

Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran had just handed the charcoal to Liu Lizheng when they suddenly heard someone among the villagers scream.

"Village head, my Li Tiezhu has fainted. What should I do? The doctor in our village was washed away by the flood. Who can treat my Tiezhu?"

Upon hearing this, He Zhiran was the first to bear the brunt.

"I know some medical skills, why don't you let me help him?"

When Liu Lizheng saw that the person who volunteered was a very young woman, he felt a little worried.

He simply didn't believe that such a young woman knew medicine.

Peng Wang saw his dilemma at a glance.

"Liu Lizheng, Mrs. Mo is not an ordinary doctor. It is not an exaggeration to say that she is a miracle doctor."

Seeing that Peng Wang gave him the title of miracle doctor, He Zhiran didn't care about being humble.

She urged the head of the village: "The situation is urgent, don't delay any longer." The patient's specific condition is still unknown. If the treatment is delayed, a life may be lost.

Liu Lizheng still believed in Peng Wang's words. He quickly asked everyone to make way so that He Zhiran could check Li Tiezhu's condition.

He Zhiran observed the patient by the light of the fire, and soon she took a breath.

Li Tiezhu had swelling in his unilateral subfrontal lymph nodes.

The first thing that came to her mind was the plague.

He Zhiran looked at the villagers and asked, "Are his family members here?"

"I am Li Tiezhu's wife." The person who spoke was the woman who had just discovered Li Tiezhu fainted and asked for help.

Seeing that the woman was a little nervous, He Zhiran said seriously: "Don't panic, answer my questions seriously."

"good."

"Did he have chills, high fever, severe headache, occasional vomiting, and difficulty breathing before he fell into a coma?"

Mrs. Li nodded continuously as she listened to the symptoms described by He Zhiran.

"You're right. My Tiezhu has indeed had these symptoms in the past two days."

As they were talking, Mrs. Li had already grabbed He Zhiran's sleeve and asked nervously, "Doctor, is my Tiezhu seriously ill?"

Judging from Li Tiezhu's symptoms, they are almost consistent with those of the plague.

In order to further confirm her diagnosis, He Zhiran turned to find Liu Lizheng and called him aside.

"Liu Lizheng, are there many rats in your village recently?"

When Liu Lizheng heard her mention mice, he sighed deeply.

“Don’t mention it. Although there were rats in the village in previous years, the number was not very large. I don’t know what happened recently, not only has the number of rats increased a lot, but the size of the rats has also increased a lot.

Just yesterday, I found several dead rats in the barn at home."

After hearing the village head's answer, He Zhiran's expression became more serious.

"Village head, Li Tiezhu must have the plague."

"Plague?" Liu Lizheng was stunned.

He is not unfamiliar with this term.

He had heard of this disease more than twenty years ago, when it occurred in a county town hundreds of miles away from here.

The imperial court initially sent many imperial doctors to treat the patient, but in the end even the doctors were infected with the plague. Later, in order to prevent the plague from spreading further, the imperial court had no choice but to order the county to be sealed off.

It was a pity for the people in that city. They either died of illness or died of starvation. In short, no one survived.

Thinking of this, Liu Lizheng's legs went weak.

"Doctor, no, female healer, please save us!"

As he spoke, Liu Lizheng had already knelt in front of He Zhiran and kowtowed continuously.

Mo Jiuye stood at the entrance of the cave, realized something was wrong, and hurried over.

At this time, He Zhiran just helped Liu Lizheng up.

Mo Jiuye asked in a deep voice, "What happened?"

In order not to cause panic among the villagers, He Zhiran mouthed two words to Mo Jiuye: "Plague."

Hearing these two words, even Mo Jiuye, who was used to seeing life and death, couldn't help but be shocked.

"How could this happen?" He whispered as he moved closer to He Zhiran.

He Zhiran quickly stopped him: "Don't come over."

Mo Jiuye naturally understood her intention. She was simply worried that she would be infected with the plague if she was too close to the villagers.

He is a man of great integrity. How could he let a woman like He Zhiran face life and death alone?

Although he knew that he could not escape the fate of being infected, he still did not hesitate.

In fact, He Zhiran was not afraid of the plague.

In her previous life, she developed a special Chinese medicine to fight the plague. As long as the infected person's condition did not reach the stage of late-stage organ damage, she could cure the disease with the medicine.

Unfortunately, before she could announce the good news, she accidentally traveled through time.

What was unexpected was that not long after she traveled here, the special medicine for treating the plague came in handy.

Although her space did not store any herbs for treating the plague, she could buy anything in Taobao Mall, so there was no need to worry about that. The only problem was how those herbs would be exposed to light in this cave.

When she looked again, Mo Jiuye had come to her side and silently held her little hand.

Mo Jiuye's eyes were very sincere.

"We stand together."

Seeing that his words could not stop Mo Jiuye from participating, He Zhiran simply accepted his company with pleasure.

At the same time, she unconsciously shook Mo Jiuye's hand back, signaling him to rest assured.