Chapter 170 This symptom is chicken plague! [Additional update]
After having the most delicious lunch ever, Zhou Weiguo and Xue Zhanlin felt so satisfied that they wanted to follow Chu Yue to the mountain road to dig wild mushrooms.
Song Hongmei discussed today's investigation with Village Chief Lu, urged him to lead the villagers in more labor, and agreed on the time for subsequent visits. Today's mission is nearing its end.
Chu Yue took a special look at the time and calculated the distance back. As long as she walked faster on the mountain road, she would still be able to catch up with Lu Yuanbao to pick him up from school.
When she was digging wild mushrooms and vegetables, she put a lot of them in her personal space. After returning home tonight, she can make fried mushrooms with bacon for Lu Yuanbao. Lu Yuanbao will definitely eat an extra bowl of white rice in the evening.
However, all plans cannot keep up with changes.
Chu Yue carried the emptier medicine box and left the village with Song Hongmei and the other two.
When they were about to leave the village, an old hen walked past Chu Yue.
This old hen looks a little thin, with drooping feathers and a staggering gait. It seems to be very old and will probably be killed and eaten by its owner soon.
It was the first time that Xue Zhanlin saw such a strange old hen, and he laughed a few times.
It was just a very small gap, but Chu Yue suddenly stopped.
Her black eyes were like torches as she stared at the "skinny" old hen, and her brows furrowed unconsciously.
Song Hongmei asked doubtfully, "Ayue, what's wrong?"
Chu Yue did not answer Song Hongmei's doubts, but strode towards the old hen, staring at it carefully, especially the old hen's feet, which were actually - red.
This red color is not the color of the old hen's skin, which is still yellow, but there are densely packed small red dots emerging from under the skin.
There are so many small red dots gathered together that the chicken's claws appear red at first glance. [This picture is a bit disgusting and trypophobic, so I won't post it.]
Chu Yue immediately realized that this symptom was chicken plague!
To put it another way, it is avian influenza.
Winter and early spring are the peak seasons for avian influenza.
Avian influenza not only spreads among poultry, but is also likely to be transmitted to humans.
Chu Yue looked down at the old hen's condition, which was already quite serious. Her brows were tightly knitted together.
Song Hongmei sensed that something was wrong with Chu Yue's expression and immediately asked, "Ayue, what's wrong?"
"Sister Song, something might have happened. We can't leave the village for the time being."
The specific situation could not be explained in a few words. Chu Yue's expression was more serious than ever before. She had never shown such an expression when Manzizi's hand was broken before.
Chu Yue opened the medicine box again and took out two masks. She put one on herself and handed the other to Song Hongmei.
She said seriously, "Sister Song, please put on your mask and don't touch anything. Comrade Li and Comrade Xue, please stay here and don't come over. Village Chief Lu, I'm out of medical masks. Please find a piece of cloth to cover your mouth and nose, and then take us to the hen's owner's house."
Village chief Lu was originally sending them out of the village. After being stunned for a moment, he immediately did as Chu Yue said. Without thinking twice, he covered his mouth and nose first.
"Doctor Chu, this way...you followed me...these chickens all belong to Song Dashun's family in our village...their home is on the west side of the village..."
Not only were they walking towards Song Dashun's house, but the old hen that looked "thin" but was actually sick was also walking towards Song Dashun's house.
A few minutes later.
They saw two small bungalows, which were considered quite nice houses in the village. Next to the houses was a vegetable field, and next to the vegetable field was a group of poultry and chickens.
At a glance, there were about a dozen of them.
In this village, they are a very well-off family.
They were walking towards the house, but before they entered, they heard a quarrel inside.
"Cough... cough... cough..." It was a man's cough, hoarse and torn.
Then came a worried woman's voice, "Why are you coughing again? You've been coughing for several days, and you still have a fever and cough. Why aren't you getting better? The doctor came to the village today. I asked you to go out and see a doctor, but you refused to go."
"Seeing a doctor requires taking medicine, and that costs money. I just caught a cold and have a fever, so I just have to bear it and get through it. I won't spend that... cough cough... I won't waste that money, cough cough..."
"Look at you! You're coughing so hard, and you still don't see a doctor? Just take medicine. It'll only cost a dollar or two. We can afford it."
"One or two dollars is not a lot of money. I'm in good health. It's a waste to spend this money!" The man who spoke was the owner of the house, Song Dashun. He didn't listen to the advice at all. When he got emotional, he coughed even more violently, "cough cough... cough cough... cough cough..."
Song Dashun's family called Dujuan away.
Seeing Song Dashun coughing non-stop, Du Juan didn't dare to argue with him anymore. "I'll listen to you, okay? If you don't want to see a doctor, then don't. If you don't want to spend money, then don't spend it. What are you getting so excited about? Why don't you drink some water to calm down? Don't get excited."
Song Dashun took the hot water handed to him by Dujuan, drank a sip, slowed his breathing, and started to worry again, "How are the chickens at home? Are they feeling better? Why didn't I hear them crowing today?"
Dujuan put down the cup of water and turned her head to dodge.
She said loudly, "You were so sleepy this morning with a fever that you didn't wake up when I called you. It's strange that you heard the crowing. Don't worry about the chickens. I'm here, nothing will happen! Just rest well. I've made some chicken soup. Drink some, and then go to sleep."
"Chicken soup? Why are you stewing chicken soup? Didn't we agree to take the chicken to the market and sell it for money?" Song Dashun became excited again.
Dujuan's voice grew louder. "Anyway, I've already killed the chicken and made the chicken soup. I'm just asking if you want some! How can you get better if you don't nourish yourself and don't see a doctor?"
The couple stared at each other, and finally Song Dashun compromised.
Song Dashun looked at the angry Du Juan and changed his tone, "I drink, it's okay for me to drink, I'm not angry with you, why are your eyes red?"
"Who said my eyes were red? You were dazzled and saw it wrong." Du Juan did not admit it, but turned her head and quietly wiped the corners of her eyes, then walked to the kitchen in the back room to bring out the chicken soup.
Just at this moment.
Chu Yue, wearing a mask, walked to their door and happened to hear the conversation between the couple.
Chu Yue hurriedly stopped him, "You can't drink chicken soup!"
Song Dashun and Du Juan in the house looked up at the two stranger intruders, Chu Yue and Song Hongmei. Just as they were about to ask, Village Chief Lu also came in.
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