The next morning, when everyone got up, they saw the two men lying on the ground unconscious, and they were all panicked for a moment.
Jiang Yun went over to feel his pulse, then glanced at the bones beside him and the two pieces of meat in the bowl, his face changed, "The death in front is probably not caused by miasma, but plague."
In later times when medical technology has advanced, every major epidemic has resulted in countless deaths and injuries.
What’s more, in ancient times, medical technology was backward?
When everyone heard that it was a plague, they immediately took a few steps back and their faces turned pale.
Especially Lin Goudan's father, Lin Fugui, was so scared that his legs went weak, because Lin Goudan was the only child in his family.
Lin Fugui was terrified. "Is there any hope for my son?"
He kept muttering, "No way, it definitely can't be... How could it be the plague? The captain said it was miasma, isn't there a cure?"
As he spoke, Lin Fugui stuffed the rabbit leg that Jiang Yun had given him into Lin Goudan's mouth. Thinking of what he heard last night when he was half asleep, his son drooled with greed and wanted to keep the rabbit leg for himself.
Unexpectedly, the next morning, his son fell into a coma and was infected with the plague.
Others were also afraid, and kept muttering, "How could it be a plague... How could we be so unlucky?"
They said this, but they believed it in their hearts. They were all as sad as if they had lost their parents and were almost crying.
What could be worse than this?
If I died on the way to escape the famine, it would be fine, but why did God play tricks on me? We were almost at our destination. In two days, we would be able to reach Guangcheng, and then take a boat to Shawan Town, which would only take a day.
Why is there another plague now?
There is nothing more painful than seeing hope and then having them despair.
Jiang Yun continued to feel the patient's pulse: "It's plague. There's something wrong with the rabbit meat."
As he spoke, he inserted a silver needle into the rabbit meat, and the needle quickly turned black.
Lin Fugui fell to the ground as if he had lost all his strength.
There were sounds of ghosts howling all around.
Jiang Yun frowned: "Don't cry, the person is not dead yet, there is hope, don't make a fuss."
It's noisy here, with everyone talking at once, and it's a bit confusing to take the pulse.
When the surroundings quieted down, Jiang Yun began to feel their pulses. "It's OK. They can be saved. I just need a few medicines. I have to keep them alive for now. I have to find a town and a doctor."
Lin Shucheng took a look at the map. There was a town not far ahead. It would probably take about three hours to reach it.
But Lin Jinyue was not in a hurry to let them go first.
This is a plague!
Lin Jinyue said in a serious tone: "You must remember every word I say next. This concerns everyone's lives, and there must be no mistakes."
"I have some cotton cloth here. Everyone, take some and make masks. My mother taught you how to make them last time. When we leave, remember to wrap yourself up tightly. We're afraid that flies and mosquitoes will bite us after biting dead people. This will also infect us with the plague. Also, try to spread out and don't talk to each other. If you feel unwell, remember to tell my mother."
After Lin Jinyue finished explaining all this, everyone got busy.
The men moved the tents farther away, with no more than three people in one tent. If there was not enough space, they would just find an empty place to sit. Some people even used mugwort to smoke nearby.
The smell is really choking.
I have to endure the choking, for fear that everyone will get into trouble at this time. Who will push the cart? Who will take care of them?
They will be safest only if they ensure that most people survive.
Everyone followed Jiang Yun's instructions carefully and no one dared to say a word. Jiang Yun had told them before that some diseases were transmitted through saliva. Although these things seemed trivial, if one took precautions, there was a high probability that one would not get sick.
As for their hands, they used the soap given by Lin Jinyue to wash their hands and washed them before eating, in short, to avoid any possibility of accidents.
After a while, Lin Fugui started to have a fever for some unknown reason and said he was not feeling well.
Everyone was dumbfounded. Lin Fugui didn't do anything just now. He was just a little close to Lin Goudan. Why did he start to feel feverish and uncomfortable?
This, this, this, is there another plague?
Hey guys, is it so contagious?
Everyone's mind was tense and everyone was a little worried about their own health.
My mind is full of the words: "Tell me if you feel uncomfortable."
Does this mean that even if you are careful and cautious, you can still get the disease?
At once, more than a dozen hands were raised, and they said in unison: "Doctor Jiang, I, I am not feeling well either, I have a headache."
Jiang Yun didn't know what to say for a moment. She put one hand on Lin Fugui's wrist and said to everyone, "Keep calm first, don't panic. Brother Fugui didn't get the plague, he just got a fever and was worried about Goudan. He was too tired and had a fever. He will get sick after taking a dose of medicine. Don't scare yourself."
Lin Fugui, who was originally on the verge of death, now calmed down. He stayed quiet and did not dare to delay Jiang Yun from treating his son.
Jiang Yun looked at Lin Goudan and Chen Daxi from the Chen family and felt that the situation was indeed a bit tricky.
It is not difficult for her to cure diseases, but a good cook cannot cook without rice, and it is useless without medicine.
Jiang Yun could only use the existing herbs to stabilize his condition, and then induce vomiting, as much as possible. This meant keeping the two men alive until they got to the county town and found a pharmacy to treat them.
I just don’t know if I can still buy those medicines in the pharmacy nowadays.
Jiang Yun quickly made some temporary preventive medicines. They couldn't really cure the disease, but they could at least provide some prevention.
The group of people listened to Jiang Yun and wrapped their heads tightly, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed. They also prepared masks, headscarves and gloves.
They have to wrap themselves up like this as long as they don't get heatstroke.
Lin Shucheng was still worried that they couldn't withstand the blow and that they would all lose their spirits.
Lin Youcai said in front: "Everyone cheer up and move forward. Not far ahead, we will be safe once we reach the town. What did the third brother say? We are now in the darkness before dawn. Once we reach Shawan Town, our days are still ahead!"
Everyone followed and shouted loudly: "Our days are still ahead!"
This shout was a bit awkward, but the originally depressed atmosphere was immediately aroused.
When fleeing from famine, we are not afraid of lack of food and clothing, but we are afraid of losing the breath in our hearts. How can we survive in a daze?
Several people struggled to move forward. It was hot and humid in Lingnan, and the animals were unwilling to move and wanted to drink water from time to time.
How can we let the horse go to the river? We don’t know if the water is polluted.
They were short of water some time ago, so they developed the habit of boiling water at all times, and their water bags were always full.
The horses refused to move, so the cart had to be pulled by manpower, and some people had to be assigned to pull the animals. It was simply a mess.
They set out in the morning. When they were hungry on the road, they ate dry food. When they got heatstroke, Jiang Yun gave them injections. They did not dare to stop for even a moment.
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