Qi Yanxuan, a member of the Gale Squad from the apocalypse, accidentally transmigrated into an ancient apocalyptic escape novel. Amidst a series of natural disasters including drought, blizzards, e...
However, Qi Yanxuan was not so optimistic. Although everyone in the team wore anti-plague medicine, if such a large number of people got the plague, could it really be avoided?
They, the few people with special abilities, may not have to worry, but if everyone in the team is infected with the plague, then wouldn’t everything he did before be in vain? He can’t treat them one by one, right?
That would be too troublesome. If the plague is not resolved, the animals will eat the flesh of those who died of the plague, or the corpses will rot and the corpse fluid will flow into the ground and pollute the land. The plants that grow there will then be inedible, and his people will still not be able to escape.
After much thought, he decided to deal with the plague first. Even though there might be victims of the plague in other places who he couldn't take care of, he should deal with the immediate problem first! The emperor was also in the south, and he had imperial doctors there, who might also be trying to find a way to treat the plague.
Qi Yanxuan summoned Doctor Xu and asked, "Doctor Xu, since you know the prescription for epidemic prevention, I think you also know how to treat the plague, right?"
"Yan Xuan, you want to..."
When Doctor Xu heard Qi Yanxuan ask this, he had some guesses in his mind, but he was a little bit unbelievable. Now everyone is fleeing, there is not enough food, let alone medicinal materials. Those victims definitely don't have any stocks.
"Well, if these people spread the disease everywhere, it would contaminate the land or be eaten by animals, which would then spread the disease to other places. This would form a vicious cycle, so the only way is to control the spread of the disease."
Qi Yanxuan knew he had lost his money this time, but there was nothing he could do. He couldn't possibly continue to support so many people once things settled down, could he? He had to let them fend for themselves, but if the land was polluted, he would still be in trouble. He had better solve the problem from the root.
"But there are at least 20,000 to 30,000 people here, and the amount of medicinal herbs they need is not small. Plus, there may be many plague victims elsewhere, and we can't take care of them all!"
"Don't worry about the herbs. I'll prepare whatever you need. Besides, the emperor has built a palace on the Huai River! He certainly won't watch his only water source get polluted. We just need to take care of what we encounter along the way."
"Okay, the plague-clearing soup will do. The herbs needed are Schizonepeta tenuifolia, Gypsum, Scrophularia ningpoensis, Radix Trichosanthis, Raw Licorice, Scutellaria baicalensis, Tangerine peel, Malt, Shenqu, and Poria."
"Then I'll go prepare the herbs first. You go and tell those people to come and take the medicine later. I'll let Linzi go with you."
"good!"
Lin Zi and Doctor Xu walked to a large rock on the side, each holding a large loudspeaker in their hands.
Doctor Xu raised the loudspeaker to his mouth and began speaking to the crowd.
"Everyone! Stop for a moment. This news might not be good. Please stay calm! One of you has already contracted the plague!"
When the crowd heard that someone had contracted the plague, they immediately began to panic, staring at the people around them in horror, fearing that the person next to them had contracted the plague.
Seeing the crowd begin to riot, Doctor Xu continued to shout.
"Be quiet! I'm a doctor. This disease can be cured."
"Doctor! Help me!"
"Doctor! Help me!"
…
When they heard that the person shouting was a doctor and that he could cure them, they immediately crowded towards Doctor Xu.
Seeing this, Lin Zi activated his supernatural powers and waved his right hand. A row of metal spikes were inserted at the feet of the first row of victims, blocking the approaching victims.
"Stop right there and listen to what Doctor Xu has to say!"
The victims were frightened by the other side's strange methods and wanted to turn around and run away, but the horror of the plague was deeply rooted in people's hearts.
Thinking about the many cases in the past where people in the city were infected with the plague and the city was burned down, they knew that escaping would be a dead end. Now a doctor came forward and said he had a solution. With the mentality of trying everything, everyone stopped.
Doctor Xu saw the group stop and continued, "Our team leader is kind-hearted and wants to save you. Now, those of you experiencing symptoms like headaches, dizziness, chest distension, yellow phlegm, runny nose, or red spots on your body, please stand to one side. Those of you who haven't developed any symptoms should stand to the other side. Keep them separate!"
When everyone heard this, those patients with symptoms thought that they were trying to trick them out and kill them. In fact, there was no treatment at all. Well, how could they treat it without any medicinal herbs?
The more they thought about it, the more frightened they became. They wiped their noses and pulled at their clothes to try to cover the red spots on their bodies, but there were always some places that could not be covered. They were soon discovered by other victims and kept at a distance.
When those people saw that they were discovered, they knelt down in fear and cried, begging for mercy loudly.
"Don't kill us! Doctor! Please save us! We don't want to die!"
"No one wants to kill you. I told you from the beginning that our leader is kind-hearted and wants to save you. He has already prepared the herbs. Please wait here. When the medicine is ready, we will notify you to come and drink it!"
Seeing that these people had misunderstood, Doctor Xu immediately began to explain. Yan Xuan had good intentions and he couldn't let him down.
When those who were kneeling on the ground and crying in despair heard what the doctor said, they burst into tears of joy and kowtowed to express their gratitude.
"Thank you, leader! Thank you, doctor!"
Some of the symptoms hidden among the victims were not yet very obvious, but when the early people heard that they were not going to be killed, they all walked out on their own and waited for the medicine with those people.
Doctor Xu separated those people and then returned to Qi Yanxuan. The medicinal materials were already prepared.
Qi Yanxuan asked everyone to build a few sheds to process the medicinal materials inside, and asked some strong men to set up a row of large pots outside the sheds. Water was boiling in the pots, and they were waiting for Doctor Xu to come and prepare the dosage and boil the medicine.
After a group of people worked for a while, the medicine was finally ready. In order to prevent the people on his side from being infected with the plague, Qi Yanxuan released a few more tanks of water, poured some spiritual spring water into each tank, and asked everyone to come and get some, so that there would be no risk.
Doctor Xu called the victims over to take the medicine. When they heard that the medicine was ready, they were afraid that it would be gone if they were late, so they all rushed forward.
Although Qi Yanxuan knew that this was a normal reaction in the face of life and death, he was still annoyed when he saw the messy crowd. He activated his supernatural powers, and lightning and thunder immediately appeared above the heads of the group of people. Purple lightning flew back and forth and roared in the sky like a dragon. Everyone was frightened and stopped immediately.
Qi Yanxuan picked up the loud speaker and shouted to the crowd: "Everyone line up! Everyone will receive a decoction. Other disaster victims without symptoms should also line up in advance to prepare. Once these people have finished drinking, it will be your turn!"
When everyone heard that everyone would get one, they stopped being anxious and lined up obediently with their bowls in hand.
Qi Yanxuan asked a group of people to come out and distribute medicine to the victims. Every two people were responsible for one medicine pot. After the medicine in the pot was distributed, they continued to boil it.