Wenwen took out a medicine bottle and handed her a pill as she spoke.

"Can Zhuzi swallow pills on his own?"

Lin Qing nodded: "Yes, he finds it bitter in the water."

"Feed it to him, and you should eat it too." Wenwen thought about it and swallowed a pill herself. There was no other way, this was the only way to prevent it.

At daybreak, the other two families also came to the clinic crying.

I saw one of the children vomiting continuously and couldn't stop.

Another had incredibly hot skin and was shivering constantly. Several children had bruises on their bodies.

Li Jianguo was so shocked that he followed the children to the village clinic. When he saw the children like this, he didn't dare to ask, but he had to ask.

"Doctor Wen... Doctor Wen, this... this is..."

Wenwen glanced at him and said, "It's meningitis, cerebrospinal meningitis. It was first discovered by Lin Qing's Zhuzi. He has taken medicine and the high fever has subsided. It can be considered under control."

"Village Chief, I told you to take preventive measures a long time ago, so how come you still got infected with the disease?"

Li Jianguo glared at the adults from both families. "Children are ignorant, but don't you adults understand? Yesterday, your child ran to the village entrance."

Wenwen understood: "Was it just when the truck outside came to load the medicine?"

Li Jianguo nodded: "These two brats even tried to steal someone's car."

Wenwen shook her head: "After these two guys robbed the car, they played with Lin Qing's son for a while, so Zhuzi was also infected." It was just such a coincidence.

Lin Qing opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he said nothing. What could he say? It had already happened.

"Village chief, distribute the new medicine to all villagers so they can take it. Clear out a room, a larger one, so that those infected with inflammatory membrane disease can be isolated.

Those families who have been infected with inflammatory membrane disease should be quarantined at home for observation. This must be taken seriously."

Li Jianguo nodded and went down to make arrangements. It was his fault for being careless and hoping for luck, so he got caught.

In the next few days, more and more people were infected. This encephalitis comes on quickly and you can get infected if you are not careful.

Now the villagers of Lijiawan no longer take this disease lightly. In the past, Li Jianguo would beat drums and gongs to remind them every day not to go out, but now no one will go out even if he comes to their door to drag them away.

The shadow of illness loomed over Lijiawan, and the once bustling village became eerily quiet. The village roads were deserted, as if time had stood still.

Villagers shut their doors and windows, fearing the virus's invasion. While effective medications can control the spread of inflammatory bowel disease, they remain an insurmountable barrier for the frail and severely ill. Everyone is filled with anxiety and unease, silently praying for a swift end to the epidemic.

Wenwen reached out and felt the patient's carotid artery, then shook her head. "My condolences."

The family member suddenly burst into tears: "Doctor Xiao Wen, aren't you the apprentice of the miracle doctor? How come you can't do anything? Please save my mother." Life in Lijiawan is getting better now. Some time ago, his mother said that she wanted to live a few more years and enjoy more happiness. She had lived too hard before.

Wenwen felt depressed after hearing this. She walked out of the house. She couldn't understand why she couldn't make the penicillin extraction method when she knew it clearly. She watched the epidemic worsen but was powerless to do anything. So what was the point of her coming here?

Li Jianguo, with his unshaven beard and haggard face, has dozens of people infected in Lijiawan. Someone has already died from the virus today. What about tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow? Will the number of cases increase?

Wenwen approached Li Jianguo and said, "Village Chief, the body must be cremated as soon as possible, otherwise..."

Li Jianguo nodded. He understood that those who died of inflammatory bowel disease should be cremated as soon as possible to avoid further transmission of the virus.

But people have always valued burial; cremation is taboo. Only the most wicked would have their bones pulverized and their ashes scattered.

Li Jianguo said to the deceased's son, "Big Li, have Auntie cremated as soon as possible."

Big Li looked up in shock, tears streaming down his face. "Why? My mother, the village chief, is already in this state, why did you burn her?"

"It's not that I want to cremate her. You can see that this epidemic is spreading so fiercely. More than 100,000 people have died outside. This is a national regulation. Those who die from myeloma must be cremated to prevent secondary infection." Li Jianguo said sadly.

Da Li clung to his mother's body tightly: "No, I don't want to burn my mother, I can't burn my mother, mother!"

"It's not up to me to decide. It's a national regulation." Li Jianguo also felt uncomfortable.

"I don't care about any national regulations, I only care about my mother." No one can burn his mother.

"So you want to see everyone in Lijiawan die, so that you can be happy, right? No matter who it is, even me, anyone who died of the inflammatory membrane disease must be burned." Li Jianguo said angrily. "Aunt Li loves your boy the most, do you want to see him get hurt?"

Da Li cried and let go of his mother's body...

Once there is one, there will be two. In the next few days, villagers died of the disease one after another. The only thing to be thankful for is that the young and middle-aged people are fine. Among the children who were infected first, except for one who was weak and on the verge of death, the other two are still okay. Zhuzi had the mildest symptoms because he was discovered early.

Wenwen had just wiped her hands with alcohol when she heard a shout from outside: "Doctor Xiaowen, can you check if my wife is also infected?"

A man wearing glasses came in, supporting a woman. It was He Yuan, an educated youth. When he first came to Lijiawan, he lived in the educated youth dormitory. Later, he married a girl from Lijiawan and settled down in Lijiawan.

Another educated youth, Zhou Yebin, also married a girl from Lijiawan and started a family.

Wenwen took the woman's pulse, then changed hands when she felt unsure.

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