Transmigrating into a Farmer’s Wife, Raising Three Kids, Stockpiling Grain to Reach the Peak

She, Jian Xiu, was a renowned post-apocalyptic agent. One day, she suddenly transmigrated and found herself in the body of a poor and shabby farmer’s wife. To make matters worse, she ended up in ...

Chapter 902 Coughing sounds one after another (1/2)

I didn't expect the three of them would get along like this.

Among the three, Chi Feilan is the youngest.

She is one year younger than Dong Sujia and is now thirteen years old.

Chi Feilan is only thirteen years old today, and Dong Sujia is fourteen years old.

I am the oldest among the three and I am 15 years old now.

They are of similar age and get along fairly well.

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In just three days, despite Zhang Feimo's quick response, despite the various countermeasures he proposed, and despite the yamen runners acting in accordance with his measures.

But the plague still spread like wildfire...

In three days, just three days, the entire Heshan County became like hell on earth.

Previously, those infected with the plague were placed in the charity village, which was divided into three parts.

Very severe, moderately severe, or just contracted, that is, mild.

But within three days, all three charity cemeteries were filled with patients.

The mild ones are still okay, they can still beg, apart from a slight fever and cough, they feel weak all over.

He could still talk and walk slowly.

As for the seriously ill ones, they are already unconscious, according to Dong Sujia and others.

If there is no prescription, they will be dead within a day.

Over the past three days, they have burned hundreds of bodies every day.

Especially today, it is the most serious.

At first there were only a dozen people, then dozens, hundreds...

Today, it has reached more than one hundred...

Before approaching the charity cemetery, Zhang Feimo could hear coughing sounds coming from far away.

This was the first time in the past three days that Zhang Feimo didn't want to listen to the voice, but he forced himself to listen.

Someone is screaming, someone is crying, that means someone is dead...

"Sir, don't come any closer." Hu Yuhao reminded.

Those who can be released into the charity cemetery have basically been confirmed to be infected with the plague.

To be honest, Hu Yuhao had to say that they were able to control the situation in a timely manner this time.

At least the patients currently diagnosed are mostly refugees. If any abnormalities are found among the civilians, they will be isolated immediately.

It can be considered a timely response.

Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous.

Zhang Feimo was quite relieved about this.

Just listening to the cries of these refugees every day, Zhang Feimo hated himself.

Walking through the streets and seeing the empty streets, as a county magistrate he felt very helpless.

Compared to the bustling streets in the past, it is now empty and desolate...

Occasionally there would be pedestrians on the street corners, but when they walked by, they would cover their mouths and noses and walk quickly.

"Is there anyone? Save us, please save us..."

Helpless crying was heard from the charity cemetery.

Along with these sounds, he kept coughing, weakly.

At the beginning, some refugees tried to escape, but they were directly set on fire by the yamen runners.

This was also Zhang Fei's order.

The most taboo thing about the plague is infection. Once one person gets out and the disease spreads, it will be difficult to control it.

Therefore, once he finds such a person, he will never tolerate it.

The area around the charity cemetery was covered with lime and mugwort.

It was Zhang Feimo who suggested using mugwort. He remembered that Fourth Aunt had said before that mugwort could prevent viruses.

In response to this, Chi Feilan nodded in approval.