As Yun Zhourong spoke, she immediately picked up her down jacket, put it on, and got off the bed.
“Things probably won’t be simple. You go and handle it first. I’m going back for a bit. Don’t hesitate to call me anytime if you need anything,” Ji Minxiu said.
"Okay." Yun Zhourong nodded and quickly walked out.
"What are you doing? Who told you to come here? Go back right now!"
The courier outside was coldly trying to drive them away.
"I won't leave, I won't leave... Please, Healer Yun, save my son! He has smallpox too, he's dying!"
The woman struggled to her feet and kept kowtowing to the ground.
"What!"
Upon hearing this, the couriers who had been blocking her all scattered instantly, furious. "You've been in contact with smallpox patients, and you still dare to come out? You're going to kill someone!"
"My son is about to die, how can I care about anything else!" the woman shouted through tears.
"Who's outside?" Yun Zhourong's voice came from outside.
"Female doctor, please... please save my Da Niu!"
Upon seeing her, the woman disregarded everything else, scrambled to her feet, and rushed to Yun Zhourong, kowtowing repeatedly.
"Why did you come here? I have patients here. Are you confused?!" Upon seeing this, Yun Zhourong said in surprise.
"Yun, I am not afraid of death, I only beg you to save my son!"
The woman cried, her face covered in tears. "I would give my life for my son's recovery!"
Parents' hearts are always full of love and concern. Yun Zhourong sighed and helped the person up, asking, "What is the patient's specific condition?"
"My son, Da Niu, is having convulsions and his eyes are rolling back. His condition is very serious. Please, I beg you, save him!" the woman said, about to kneel down again.
"That's an emergency! Take me there!"
After Yun Zhourong finished speaking, she took the medical kit containing various medicines and several sets of protective clothing, disinfected herself briefly, and then followed the woman to her home.
Only then did they realize that everyone in the village had their doors tightly shut, and the place was so quiet that not a trace of human life could be felt.
However, immediately after she walked over, many windows were secretly opened a crack, and people began to observe from the shadows.
"It's just me and my son at home, please come this way, Doctor." The woman quickly welcomed Yun Zhourong into the house.
"Wait a minute, put on this outfit now."
At this moment, Yun Zhourong took out two sets of protective suits, saying, "There's too much smallpox toxin inside. Wearing these will prevent it from getting on your body."
"Okay...okay!"
The situation was urgent, so the woman didn't ask any questions and simply followed instructions.
After getting dressed, the two hurriedly went inside.
Yun Zhourong saw the boy on the bed, about ten years old. He was clenching his teeth, staring into the sky, and his hands and body were convulsing. If he was not rescued in time, he could easily suffocate or even die.
She wanted to get the woman out and then summon Ji Minxiu, because she didn't know how to use those modern drugs yet.
However, upon seeing the broken window, she gritted her teeth, took out disposable alloy needles, and began to perform acupuncture on the boy.
The needles are mainly inserted into the philtrum, Baihui, Hegu, and Dazhui acupoints.
Yun Zhourong was exceptionally calm at this moment and entered a state of extreme concentration, inserting the needles quickly and steadily.
After she stopped, she saw that every needle had been inserted perfectly, and she could hardly believe it herself, though she couldn't quite recall how she had done it.
The boy's symptoms improved at a visible rate, even faster than when Ji Minxiu had used the medication before.
"mother…"
After recovering, the boy called out hoarsely to the woman.
"Da Niu, you're finally alright!"
Da Niu's mother ran over quickly, grasped the boy's hand, and burst into tears of joy.
But Da Niu, with tears in his eyes, said remorsefully, "Mother, you shouldn't have come back. What if you get infected?"
"Mother is not afraid. As long as you are well, I don't care what happens to you!" Da Niu's mother said, choking back tears.
"If something happens to your son because of your mother, your conscience will be troubled for the rest of your life... cough cough cough..." Da Niu said, then coughed violently.
"Da Niu, your mother has always been in good health, nothing will happen to you. Just focus on getting better and don't worry too much," Da Niu's mother said, patting his chest to comfort him as she saw him getting agitated.
Seeing this, Yun Zhourong said, "Da Niu, just focus on getting better. I have a way to prevent your mother from getting smallpox."
"Yun, I know you are a highly skilled doctor, but even I, a child, know that smallpox is incurable. Please don't try to fool me." Da Niu simply didn't believe it.
Yun Zhourong said very seriously, "I'm telling the truth. As a doctor, I wouldn't joke about human lives."
I believe it!
At this moment, Da Niu Niang said earnestly, "I believe in Doctor Yun. You are willing to risk your life to save people at this time. You must be a living bodhisattva sent by heaven to save us. You must have divine power!"
Thank you.
Some believed that Yun Zhourong was very moved, and then said, "However, he has already fallen ill, so that method will not work on him. It would be best to send him to the post station now, so that I can keep an eye on his condition."
"Is that alright?" Upon hearing this, Big Cow Girl looked up in surprise.
There isn't even a doctor in the village now. Staying at home means you can only leave it to fate, which is no different from waiting to die.
“Of course, but before that, Da Niu needs to put on this outfit first.”
Yun Zhourong took out another set of protective clothing. "He carries too much smallpox toxin on him. Wearing this will prevent him from transmitting the toxin to others."
"Okay, okay."
Now, Da Niu Niang completely trusts Yun Zhou Rong, treating her words as gospel and obeying them without question.
Although Da Niu was ill, he was still able to move around, so he was able to walk to the post station on his own.
"What is that?"
"Could it be a soul-reaping messenger from the underworld?"
"Nonsense, ghosts can't come out in broad daylight."
"Never mind, I'll just stay home and avoid going out."
"..."
Seeing Yun Zhourong and the others dressed in strange protective suits, the villagers, who were unaware of what was going on, all closed their doors and windows in fear.
"Halt! Who goes there!"
Upon arriving at the post station and seeing the three people, the postman immediately took out his bow and arrows and intercepted them from a distance.
"It's my brother Zheng."
Yun Zhourong quickly took off her mask and said loudly, "This is a villager who has fallen ill. I need to take him to the communal sleeping area so we can get treatment together."
"So it was Doctor Yun."
Upon hearing this, the courier immediately put away his bow and arrows and jogged over, saying somewhat awkwardly, "Isn't it too much to bring the patient here? What if he infects others?"
The courier's face was pockmarked and covered with scars, indicating he had survived smallpox. That's why the postmaster arranged for him to be here specifically to meet with Yun Zhourong.
"Given the current situation, the station isn't afraid of having any more patients, and I also have an idea."
Yun Zhourong said very seriously, "The current situation is special. I hope that everyone can help each other and strive to lift the lockdown as soon as possible. So I want to gather all the sick villagers at the post station so that I can take care of them in a unified manner."
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