Chapter 84 Corpses everywhere
Old Song had been unconscious for most of the day.
Seeing his bag was tattered and placed on the kang, Sun Chunxue couldn't help but open it and take a look, then she pouted anxiously.
"What? There's not even a silver ingot in it, just two hard cornmeal cakes and a few copper coins!"
Sun Chunxue shook her head in disappointment: "It's obvious that he is poor. How can he afford twelve taels of silver per month? I don't know why my sister-in-law insisted on leaving this big house for him to live in. If she can't give him silver, wouldn't it be a waste of time?"
Jiang Fengnian and Li Qiqiao heard this.
But they both had other ideas.
"What do you know? Don't just focus on the money for food and lodging. Our sister has her own reasons for doing things." Jiang Fengnian frowned, and he always believed in his sister.
Li Qiqiao's eyes moved, and she thought: "Sister-in-law, you can't judge a person by his appearance. Although Mr. Song looks down and out, who can say what he does? Just listen to the sister-in-law's arrangement."
Hearing the wise words of the second sister-in-law, Xiao Nuobao clapped her hands hard, "clapping, clapping", and her little hands were almost clapping into red apples.
She couldn't tell the identity of Mr. Song, but she couldn't help it. She came over and gave the second sister-in-law a satisfied kiss, and rubbed her arm with saliva.
Alas, it's a pity that intelligence can't be transmitted through the quilt...
Otherwise, at least let the eldest sister-in-law and the second brother learn from the other half's brain!
In the evening, after a long coma, Mr. Song finally took a deep breath and woke up.
He opened his eyelids and saw a little baby in his sight.
The two-year-old baby was wearing big flowered pants and had a pair of small hair. He was lying on the kang and concentrating on... chewing on his feet?
"Ahem!" Mr. Song got up and rubbed his eyes: "Where am I?"
"Fushantang!" Xiao Nuobao heard the voice and hurriedly dropped his little feet to wipe his mouth. He walked over happily and said: "It's Fushantang in our Daliu Village~"
Mr. Song had a headache. After pinching his temples, he remembered. He
remembered that he had a sudden illness and finally fainted under the big willow tree. He was bumped into by a woman and a little kid. So, they saved his life?
The corners of Old Song's mouth lifted up, and he raised his hand to touch Xiao Nuobao's hair.
What a good child, how could he be so hungry that he would eat his feet... Is his family very poor?
It's a pity that he had an important errand and needed to hide his identity. He didn't bring any money, otherwise he would have to buy two big pig's trotters for the baby to chew
. "Thank you for saving me, but I have nothing and my family is poor. I'm afraid I can't even give you money for medicine." Old Song was still weak and couldn't help but smile
bitterly. Xiao Nuobao pursed his lips and laughed cunningly.
Don't try to deceive the little fairy!
Although this old man was dressed in rags, his eyes were bright, his forehead was wide, and his black hair was thick and beautiful. At first glance, he looked like a duke or a noble.
But her brows were not relaxed, as if she had something heavy on her mind... However, Xiao Nuobao had also seen that his problem could be solved, and she patted her chest and promised that she would definitely be able to keep him in Daliu Village!
Seeing the little girl so happy, rolling and kicking on the kang, Old Song tilted his head in surprise.
Is the child hungry?
Xiao Nuobao sensed that she was being suspected, and hurriedly shook her head with a red face.
"No, no, Grandpa Song, we in Fushan Hall believe in fate. Although you are not a Yuan person, you have a predestined person, so you can rest assured and stay here as long as you want!" She said sweetly again.
Old Song was amused by this.
What a dear little girl, it would be great if she was his granddaughter!
He was reluctant to owe this little kid, and secretly took note of it in his heart, and he would definitely thank her with a big gold nugget in the future!
At this time, Mrs. Feng came in and saw the girl smiling while bending her toes. She didn't know what she was up to, so she pinched her little face and took her away.
"Don't disturb Mr. Song's rest."
Mrs. Feng brought food and boiled soup to Mr. Song.
There were four dishes and one soup in total.
The meat dishes were steamed white meat and pork belly stewed with sauerkraut, and the vegetarian dishes were scrambled eggs with toon and stir-fried potato slices.
In order to take care of Mr. Song's illness, the hot soup was specially replaced with stewed sweet pears.
Mr. Song deliberately concealed his identity, and when he looked at the rich dishes, he showed his shyness.
"Such good food and soup must cost a lot of money." He wiped his sweaty hands in embarrassment.
Little Nuobao had seen through everything. Even though he was trapped in his mother's arms, he would stretch his neck and smile at him: "Hehe, it's okay, Grandpa Song. We don't want your money!"
He doesn't want the money, but he has to stay!
Old Song had no idea what this darling was thinking. He was so hungry that his chest was sticking to his back. He was no longer polite and just picked up the bowl to eat.
Little Nuobao twisted his little butt as if he had succeeded. Just when he wanted to show off, his waist softened and most of his body almost fell to the ground.
Mrs. Feng hurriedly hugged him and scratched her nose: "This child is naughty, but she is right. Old Song, just rest assured about the food and accommodation. If it is not enough, I will come over to add more for you."
Little Nuobao stuck out his tongue and buried his face in his mother's arms.
Seeing her eyes sparkling and her eyes peeking at him with a playful look, Song Lao's heart suddenly tightened. For some reason, he felt as if he was seen through...
He shook his head and smiled, holding up the pear soup to suppress his surprise.
It must be an illusion!
He is just a two-year-old baby. Even the prefect and the governor could not see through his identity. How could a two-year-old baby do that? He is not a god.
After drinking the pear soup, Song Lao looked down and began to calculate the purpose of his trip.
Those missing women must continue to be searched for...
Xiao Nuobao saw that he was looking for someone and had a plan to help, but now was not the time to tell it.
What is more important now is to let Mr. Song rest first. After all, their Daliu Village must also take precautions against pulmonary blood disease.
At the request of his sister, Jiang Fengnian went out to get information all morning.
He learned that in the past six or seven days, people in the city and various villages have been infected with unknown diseases.
"I heard that the sick people first had a high fever, then coughed up blood, and then had bloody sputum. Within two or three days, the person died." Jiang Fengnian came back, took off his mask and said: "Three people died in the city today, and I heard that one person died in Xishan Village yesterday."
"What? This disease is so dangerous and can kill people. Isn't it plague?" The village chief almost fell off his chair when he heard it.
Feng comforted him, "Don't worry, village chief. Nuobao said that the disease of pulmonary blood disease can only pass through blood, sputum, or decayed corpses. We can prevent it if we are careful, and there are prescriptions available."
But there is a tricky thing.
Although there is medicine to cure this disease, the required medicinal materials are all expensive. If ordinary people are infected, I am afraid it will be difficult to pay for the life-saving medicine...
The village chief is concerned about the safety of the villagers, so he convened a village clan meeting.
"Nuobao, what should we do now? The villagers inevitably interact with people from other villages. Some of them have been going to the city recently. If they bring the disease back, the whole village will suffer." The village chief touched his pants worriedly.
Mrs. Feng, Old Li and Old Zhang said nothing, and all looked at Xiao Nuobao sitting on the seat.
They already regarded her as the backbone of the whole village.
Xiao Nuobao closed her eyes, and in her mind she imagined a scene of corpses scattered all over the ground, piled up in the vegetable market, attracting flies.
She frowned.
This result is more terrible than she thought...
It seems that after the spread of pulmonary emphysema, many people will end up like this because they have no money to treat it.
Xiao Nuobao immediately became alert and issued an order: "Grandpa Village Chief, seal the entrance to the village and don't let anyone in or out!"
"Tell the villagers to be careful. If anyone has a fever in the next few days, come to Fu Shan Tang to find Grandpa Wu immediately and take medicine as soon as possible before coughing up blood or spreading the disease to others."
Although the medicine bought for Old Song was not much, it was enough for four or five people, excluding his share.
Pulmonary blood disease requires a high fever for several days before the disease becomes severe enough to cause blood stasis.
As long as the villagers obey and do as they are told, even if some individuals have been infected, they will not be infected in the village if they report and receive treatment early.
Xiao Nuobao knew that people were afraid of illness and doctors, so she warned again in a crisp voice: "Grandpa Village Chief, you must let everyone come to inform us as soon as they have a fever, and you are not allowed to hide it."
"For those who report it in time, our Fushan Hall will pay for the soup and medicine, and it's free. But if you deliberately keep it a secret, then my Jiang family and the village will definitely not care about it anymore, and will just throw you out of the village to die!" Xiao Nuobao gritted her little white teeth and rarely showed a fierce look.
After all, at a critical moment, there will inevitably be selfish people, and they must be scared.
She not only has to take care of the village. She
also has to be responsible for the guests of Fushan Hall!
"Hey!" The village chief hurriedly did as he was told, and then took the copper gong and notified every household.
Xiao Nuobao recalled the tragic scene of the pile of corpses in her mind, wondering how many of them were her believers, and she showed her grief.
She asked Feng to carry her to Fushan Hall to find Doctor Wu.
"Grandpa Wu, I wonder if you can find cheaper ones to replace the expensive herbs in the prescription." Xiao Nuobao pulled his sleeve worriedly.
If you can, many people can save their lives.
Doctor Wu took the prescription and thought: "You can try it, but you need to boil a lot of herbs to see if it works. I don't have that many herbs right now, and I can't go to the city to buy them, so this is difficult."
Xiao Nuobao quickly pulled Feng and was about to go home.
When she came back, Nuobao and Feng were each carrying a bamboo basket filled with various herbs. The weight of the basket made it difficult for her to walk smoothly, and she was almost like a bow-shaped pot.
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