Chapter 230 A Big Dream (Seventy)



For the sake of their family, they decided not to go back for the time being, and to wait until their illness was completely cured before going home, or they might never go back in this life.

The camp was particularly depressing in the afternoon, with sobbing sounds everywhere.

Everyone is worried about their future, not knowing what they will become.

There were eight or nine people lying in the shed at the very edge, unable to get up. They were the ones that Jiang Cha saw were swollen and had suspected ascites.

There were people who were captured with them. How long has it been since then that people have become like this?

These people were carrying heavy bags at the train station. Although they were not very strong, at least they all had muscles.

It's chilling to see them become like this in less than a month.

Who knows if it will be my turn next?

Seeing that everyone's condition was not very good, Jiang Cha asked the old man to make some arrangements. Anyone who could still walk should go to the nearby area to find more firewood, wild vegetables, etc.

If you have a little strength, go build a fence to surround this place so that no one will know if wild animals come down the mountain.

Finally, Jiang Cha went to the northwest of the camp and dug two rows of squat pits, and sprinkled a lot of quicklime in them.

The feces of infectious patients can also carry viruses. In order to avoid cross-infection, she dug two rows on the other side for exclusive use by patients.

She lit moxa sticks inside as an apparent disinfection tool, but in fact she decided to spray 84 disinfectant every day when she came to light the moxa sticks.

She spread a lot of quicklime around the entire camp, and asked the aunts who were not in good health to sit in the sheds and weave some straw mats and place them near each shed.

Make sure everyone steps on the straw curtain when entering and exiting to ensure that the soles of shoes do not carry viruses into the shed.

This is what she learned at the pig farm. The uncles and aunts who worked with her told her that in the past, every household in the village raised pigs to supplement their income.

Therefore, every household in the village here will place straw inside and outside the gate, and inside it is quicklime water mixed according to the proportion.

Make sure that swine fever does not spread to your home due to neighbors visiting you.

Later, this method was used less and less, and they only mentioned it to Jiang Cha in casual conversation.

Under such crude circumstances, she had no choice but to use this method to control the infection in the camp.

All that’s left is to spray disinfectant on time every day. There are too many mosquitoes here, and once bitten, the blood spreads faster.

"Hey! What's the big deal? It's just mosquitoes. Wait, we mountain people can't say anything else, but we can get you some mosquito repellent herbs. As many as you want!"

Several elderly men got up and went to the nearby area to look for herbs to repel mosquitoes. When they came back, each of them carried the herbs on their shoulders, and some even made a simple shoulder pole.

"The mosquito repellent will be braided later. After drying outside for two days, it can be used. And this is for snake repellent. I'll ask someone to plant it in a circle later."

In the big pot, there was a bubbling sound of wild vegetable and minced meat porridge, which was made by several sisters in Zhanglou.

Originally, according to their idea, so many people had to eat sparingly, and if they had nothing to do in the evening, they could just drink some wild vegetable soup.

At noon, there was rice porridge and eggs, almost like the confinement period after childbirth.

It was Jiang Cha who explained to everyone that every one of the people in the group was very weak.

No one knows what the subsequent treatment will be like. How can we fight the virus without any strength?

She was panting so hard with every step that she might not be able to hold on before her medicine took effect.

Fortunately, I listened to the advice, ate well, slept soundly, and tried my best to recover to a better condition.

After all, who doesn’t want to live?

Compared with those who were suffocated to death by poison gas, they were lucky, because the miserable conditions of those people scared them so much that they couldn't sleep for nights.

As for those who went into the incinerator, the Japanese forced them to carry the dead people and stuff them into the incinerator.

Because this job is not clean, the Japanese always let the newcomers do it.

On the one hand, seeing them so scared that their legs were shaking made me laugh, but on the other hand, the incinerator was dirty and smelly, and the Japanese were unwilling to go there.

Wave after wave of new recruits turned into smoke rising from the incinerator, and the evil deeds committed by the Japanese were spread by word of mouth to every new recruit.

Whenever I think about what those beasts have done, I wake up from nightmares.

Now that I have finally escaped, no matter what the future holds, no matter how bad it is, it is better than having my limbs cut off and then put back together backwards, and then putting me on the playground to watch me run.

It's better than the unclear deaths of 500 female students. What good kids! Who would have thought they would burst into the school, kidnap people, and then do things worse than animals.

Everyone clearly advised the children that it was better to live a miserable life than to die, and to just treat it as being bitten by a mad dog and everything would be fine when they returned.

Who knew that none of them could go back, their bodies inexplicably developed fevers, and then certain parts of their bodies began to become red and swollen, followed by large patches of red rashes, and eventually one by one they closed their eyes at the best age of their lives.

They had originally agreed that if the girl was willing to be treated, then it would be fine, but if not, then everyone could just treat this place as their final burial place.

It’s better than being stuffed into an incinerator by the Japanese. The rest is up to fate!

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