Tong Wenyao lay in bed in a daze. She realized she had a fever. She struggled to get up and feel her pulse, then woke up in a flash! Fever? I just met them yesterday, and now I have a fever?
She hurried to the pharmacy on the first floor to get medicine, and happened to find that the lights in their rooms were all on.
"Mom, do you have a fever too?" Her mother dragged her tired body and hummed, "Yao'er, please save your brother quickly, he has a fever too."
Tong Wen Yao swallowed the pill in her mouth and nodded, "Xing'er, go get my medicine box, and then distribute the medicine." She guessed that their entire family had been infected, and not only their family, but even someone in the village might have been infected.
Jia'an's face was very red at this time. When Tong Wenyao saw it, she directly ordered: "Lan Qiao, go to the warehouse and get some strong liquor." After that, she opened the medicine box and took out the meteorite needle given by He Feng. Her brother was just born not long ago, so using this needle would be better for him.
After acupuncture points on his hands and feet, and feeding him half a pill, he slowly stopped crying. Mother Qian's face was very red, and her hands and feet were burning. Tong Wenyao took her hand and felt her pulse and said, "Mom, after you take the medicine, you can rest. I'll be watching over Jia'an."
Her mother was still in confinement after giving birth, so she naturally wanted her mother to rest early. But it was a pity for Jia'an, who had to suffer so much at such a young age.
After the acupuncture, Jia'an began to hum. Tong Wenyao sat on the sofa, hugged him, and gently coaxed him to sleep. In the middle of the night, Tong Wenyao used the strong liquor that Lan Qiao brought to wipe the acupuncture points on Jia'an's hands and feet to lower his body temperature.
Cui's mother also got up to look after Wen Jiang and Xin'er. They both had fever, but it was a low temperature. After taking the medicine given by Tong Wen Yao, they felt much better. Wen Jiang even snored in her sleep.
After Tong Wenyao gave Jia'an to Lan Qiao, she saw that Cui's mother's face was red, and she couldn't help but ask, "Second Aunt, you don't have a fever too, do you?"
Cui's mother said, "I didn't notice it, I just felt a little tired."
This is strange. Yesterday, she was the only one who went to see the group of people in Wuzhuang. It would be fine if she had a fever, but why did her second aunt and mother also have a fever?
Even their servants had a fever, which indicated something was amiss. Thinking back to when Granny Sun poisoned their well last time, it was too much of a coincidence that Wu Zhuang had a fever the moment he returned to the village.
No, she has to go to the village entrance to ask, otherwise she won’t be able to sleep well tonight.
He Chuan pressed the acupuncture points on his hands while squinting his eyes. When he saw her, he said, "Wen Yao, are you okay?" Tong Wen Yao nodded and said, "The fever went away after I took the medicine." Everyone in the family had a fever. Tong Wen Yao wondered if Wu Zhuang had thrown something that could cause disease into the well, so she said, "Dong Zi, go search the well and see if you can find anything."
It is best to take medicine for this disease when the fever just starts, so that the effect will be better. Otherwise, when the face turns black, it will be too late to save the patient.
Tong Wen Yao looked at He Chuan and said, "You watch Jia'an here. If there is anything wrong, you can acupuncture his acupuncture points. I'll go to the village entrance and be back soon." After that, she stood up and walked towards the village entrance. He Chuan wanted to follow her, but he had to keep an eye on Jia'an.
Xiaoxue was originally guarding the door, and when she saw her come out, she followed her happily.
Just like that, the man and the leopard headed towards the village entrance. A ray of morning light appeared on the horizon. Tong Wenyao greeted the patrolman and asked, "Uncle Jia, is there anyone in our village with a fever?"
Wu Jia was a little confused after hearing this and asked, "Fever? No one has a fever!"
Tong Wen Yao saw that the expression on his face did not seem like he was lying, and she became even more suspicious that Wu Zhuang had placed something contaminated with the disease in their home.
She smiled and said, "Uncle Jia, please be careful these past few days. If you have any signs of a fever, you can come to me. I have medicine to treat it." Wu Jia said with gratitude on his face, "Thank you, Wen Yao."
The wall at the entrance to the village was over three meters high, but since Wu Zhuang had come down the mountain from the other side last time, Wu Qing had planned to plant thorny vines there. Tong Wenyao looked at the village chief before leaving the village. At this point, the Wu Zhuang men were all tied up at the foot of the wall. Tong Wenyao told Xiaoxue to stay away, as she didn't know if they had fleas or something, and if they jumped on Xiaoxue, it would be troublesome.
Tong Wenyao poked Wu Zhuang with a wooden stick and asked, "What did you put in our house?"
Wu Zhuang was originally next to Ma He, but a sudden pain in his head woke him up, and he saw Tong Wen Yao's pair of cold eyes.
"Hurry up and tell me, or you will suffer." Seeing that he did not respond, Tong Wen Yao hit his head with the wooden stick again.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Tong Wenyao pretended to take out a guaiguai from her pocket and ordered, "If you don't say anything, then let it take a bite! Let's see which one is more stubborn, your mouth or its poison."
Guaiguai was now climbing on her hand, spitting out snake core and making a hissing sound.
But Wu Zhuang acted like a dead pig, not afraid of boiling water, and allowed her to threaten him. Seeing this, Tong Wenyao poured a pill directly from the white porcelain and said, "Since you don't want to drink the wine, don't blame me."
With that, she quickly stuffed the pill into his mouth, then pressed the acupuncture points on his throat and made him swallow it. This pill dissolves in water, so Tong Wenyao didn't worry about him spitting it out. Wu Zhuang only felt a chill in his throat, which then slid down his throat into his abdomen.
After a while, it felt like countless ants were gnawing at him in his stomach. He was grimacing in pain and tears were about to flow.
"Ah! Ah! It hurts, it hurts so much!" His hands were tied, so he could only curl up and roll around.
Tong Wenyao stood aside and said calmly, "Tell the truth! Otherwise, you will be in pain for three days and three nights!"
Wu Zhuang curled up on the ground, staring at her intently. He said, "Oh! I won't tell you even if I die." Tong Wen Yao crossed her arms and said, "You won't tell me even if I die? Let me guess, where did you put the package containing the plague? Um, in the kitchen?" Tong Wen Yao continued, noting the expression on Wu Zhuang's face. "In the well?"
When talking about the well, a trace of panic clearly appeared on Wu Zhuang's face. Although this trace of panic disappeared quickly, she caught it.
Then he sneered, "I thought you two, mother and son, had a brain, but I didn't expect both of you to act so stupidly!"
Now that she knew about it, Tong Wenyao naturally did not let him go. The medicine she fed Wu Zhuang could cause him pain for three days and three nights, until his internal organs festered. She originally wanted to ask if he had done it,
If he hadn't done it, and the disease had just been accidentally transmitted to their home, she would naturally have given him the antidote. However, she didn't expect that Wu Zhuang would actually throw something carrying the disease into their home this time.
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