Chapter 175: One is missing! [Update]
"Village Chief Lu, these are isatis roots. Soak them in clean water first, then boil them over high heat. Distribute the boiled medicinal soup throughout the village and make sure everyone gets a bowl."
"Besides that, yesterday I asked them to find out who had been to Song Dashun's house recently. Have all the relevant people been found? These people must drink the Isatis root decoction every day and record their body temperature every day. If they have a headache or fever, they must notify me immediately."
Chu Yue continued to instruct.
Village chief Lu stood a few meters away from Chu Yue. He was afraid of death and regarded what Chu Yue said as an imperial decree.
"Doctor Chu, I'll arrange for the staff right away and do exactly as you say! Fumigation with wormwood, and drinking the medicinal soup. I've found all the people you asked me to find, five in total, and locked them up at home. They're not allowed to go out unless necessary. Everything is carried out according to your instructions."
"That's good." Chu Yue added some new medicines to the medicine box. "I'm going to see Song Dashun now."
"Doctor Chu, you...you have to be careful...please be careful..."
Everyone looked at Chu Yue's back worriedly. After Chu Yue put on the white coat, her already slender body looked even thinner, but she was the backbone of everyone.
On the other side, in Song Dashun's woodshed.
"Why are you here again? Get out, get out—did you hear me? I told you to get out—Comrade Chu said yesterday that my condition is more serious than yours and we have to stay in two separate rooms. Don't come to me if you don't have anything to do! Ahem! I'll infect you, are you trying to kill yourself?"
While coughing, Song Dashun reached out and pushed Du Juan away who was entering the house. If he had not reacted a step slower, Du Juan would not have had the chance to enter.
Ever since the two separated, Du Juan was really worried about Song Dashun and had visited him several times.
Song Dashun wore the mask Chu Yue gave him and turned his head away every time he coughed.
Du Juan didn't get a good night's rest last night. Her face was slightly pale. Her almond-shaped eyes looked at Song Dashun worriedly. "You are always careless and stubborn. I am worried about you."
Her worries were not without reason. When Song Dashun first fell ill, he refused to see a doctor in order to save money. When Chu Yue suggested roasting the chickens, he was reluctant to do so because of the money. Even if the chickens were not roasted to death, they would not be able to survive. Song Dashun still did not want to give up easily.
All this is for money.
And the money is all for giving Dujuan a better life.
"Why should you worry about me, a living person? Go out... Do you hear me? Get out quickly!" Song Dashun's face darkened. In order to ensure Dujuan's safety and to prevent Dujuan from being infected with the disease, he had to use the most fierce tone to drive Dujuan out.
But--
Little by little, Dujuan's eyes gradually turned red.
Song Dashun suddenly became even more panicked. He wanted to wipe Dujuan's tears anxiously, but he didn't dare to touch her.
He asked worriedly, "Why are you crying? I'm not dead. Don't worry, I'll listen carefully to Comrade Chu, and you should listen too. I'll be fine in a few days. Then we can start raising chickens again. It's just a matter of starting over. It just takes a little longer, but I'll be able to take you to live in the city one day."
When Du Juan heard Song Dashun's plans for the future, she choked up and said, "Song Dashun, I don't have to go back to the city. I just want you to be well!"
This time, when Song Dashun had no time to react, Du Juan rushed over and hugged the rough man tightly with her hands, lying on his chest and sobbing softly, her sobs intermittent.
Song Dashun stood there stiffly, his arms outstretched in the air.
He was conflicted and hesitant, looking embarrassed. He didn't know whether to push Dujuan away for safety or to hug her.
final……
The two people hugged each other tightly.
Song Dashun lowered his voice and whispered to Du Juan, as if coaxing a child, "It's okay, it's okay. Didn't you praise Comrade Chu for being so great yesterday? Comrade Chu is so great, he will definitely make sure both of us are fine. Don't worry, everything will be fine in a few days."
When Chu Yue walked in, she happened to see the couple hugging each other and caught them being very affectionate.
When Song Dashun saw Chu Yue, his face turned red and he pushed Du Juan awkwardly, "Comrade Chu is here."
Du Juan lowered her head and wiped her tears, then slowly came out of Song Dashun's arms and looked at Chu Yue embarrassedly, "Comrade Chu, I'm sorry, I didn't follow your request. I was the one who came in."
Chu Yue had heard the conversation between the couple before, and she was soft-hearted.
She and Lu Zhanlin separated due to distance, and she couldn't let the young couple not see each other again.
Chu Yue thought for a moment and said, "You two lived together before, eating and drinking together. If you really wanted to be infected, you would have been infected long ago since your body is weaker than his. Since you are so worried, you two should live together and take care of each other. But besides me, don't come into contact with anyone else."
Du Juan and Song Dashun were overjoyed after hearing this and kept saying, "Thank you, Comrade Chu! Thank you, Comrade Chu! We will listen to you, and we will definitely listen this time!"
"Okay, let's check the body first."
Chu Yue put down the medicine box and started to get down to business.
The rough guy from the mountains has a good physical foundation after all. After taking the medicine given by Chu Yue yesterday, Song Dashun is in much better condition today. His condition has not worsened and his cough has weakened a lot.
Chu Yue took out the prepared mugwort and isatis root, told Du Juan the specific usage, asked her to boil the medicine, and watched Song Dashun eat it. The mugwort was used to disinfect the house inside and out.
After examining the patient, the next highlight is roasting the chicken, which is to eliminate the pathogens.
The chickens were caught last night, seventeen in total, and placed evenly in three cages.
After a night, several more chickens died in the cage. The situation was so tragic that people couldn't bear to look at it.
Village chief Lu had firewood prepared, chose an open space, piled up the wood, and put the chicken coop on it. All he needed was a fire to burn it all down.
Song Hongmei reminded the head of Lu Village, "Head of Lu, have you done the fire prevention work? The winds are strong recently. Don't let the fire burn other places."
"Director Song, don't worry. This open space is surrounded by rocks and will definitely not catch fire." Village Chief Lu patted his chest and guaranteed.
In order to prevent other people from coming into contact with the source of infection, Chu Yue moved the chicken coop alone and placed it on top of the woodpile.
Next comes ignition.
Chu Yue took out a match from her pocket and was about to do it when she caught a glimpse of a dying chicken in a cage out of the corner of her eye and suddenly realized something was wrong.
She took another closer look and her expression changed instantly.
Because there is one chicken missing from the chicken coop!
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