Chapter 592 Three Prescriptions

"Sister, don't go back to our home in Qingdai Lane. The police have blocked the way there. Just go back to our home. I've asked grandma to close the snack shop. The city gates will also be closed soon, including all the shops in the town..."

Having said that, Jiang Fubao didn't have time to explain further and turned around and went to Kong's Restaurant again.

Wait until she returns to Qingdai Lane.

Half an hour has passed.

The people who were causing the trouble squatted on the ground and cried.

"Please bring a sandbag. I want to step on it to get in." Jiang Fubao didn't want the officers to carry her, so she asked them to bring two sandbags, stack them together, and she stepped on them to crawl to the other side.

"Huh? Why is this little miracle doctor back again?"

"What is that on her face? I was just about to ask."

"What a fool! She had already gone out, so why did she come back? Since we said we had the plague, wasn't she afraid of being infected by us? She is really a child who doesn't understand the seriousness of the situation."

Jiang Fubao didn't care what they said.

Pan Erya had been waiting for her there.

After helping her down, the master and servant returned to the clinic.

Jiang Fubao went into the room at the back of the clinic and frantically flipped through medical books.

I didn't even have time to eat and stayed up until the afternoon.

The noise started outside again.

After a while, Jiang Fubao, who was tired of watching, opened the door and asked, "Did my godfather send someone over?"

"Yes, those people outside were taken away. A group of them were sent to the ruined temple at the end of the city, and those who were not infected were sent to the empty house next door. The house had no owner, and I heard that the officials broke down the door and occupied it."

The maid who was washing dishes replied.

"Well, just take it with you. I wrote a prescription and gave it to Dan'er. Let her boil it in a big pot. After two hours, everyone will drink a bowl. Then I will send Shitou Daqian to deliver a portion to the Kong family, Jiang's house and Sanshan Academy. Also, put the herbs I prepared in a pot and boil them in the clinic. Put a few pots in the alley and boil them together."

The smoke from this herb can kill bacteria. Although the effect is not great, it is better than nothing.

"Yes, Miss." The maid replied after taking the prescription.

Tonight, Jiang Fubao didn't even go home.

She stayed in the clinic the whole time, reading medical books. In order to save time, she even went to the space to read. After reading, she did not forget to check her mobile phone, which contained various videos she had taken of the teacher in class.

Thinking of using it for review.

And review medicines you have purchased in the past.

But there is no cure, so I can only study it on my own.

The next day, everyone in the town heard the news.

When the plague struck, no one dared to go out, even without the officials forcing them.

The grain shops, firewood and charcoal shops, and butcher shops were all sold out.

Even when going to the river to fetch water, these families would choose to go at night when no one was around.

I dare not go out in the daytime.

Shops are closing one after another.

This went on for three days.

Jiang Fubao stayed in the backyard of the clinic the whole time.

She didn't dare stay in the space for too long, as it would give her a headache. Otherwise, she really wanted to research a prescription before coming up with one. This would save a lot of time and would not make the condition of the plague patients worse.

In winter, the meat and vegetables could be kept for a while, the clinic also dug a well, and there was an endless supply of food, so there was no shortage of food and drink.

The maidservants and Jiang Ruyi who stayed here with her were so bored that they all gathered in the clinic to play bamboo cards.

"Where is Fubao?" Suddenly, a person broke in from outside the door.

It was Meng Zhili who had just returned to Lianshan Town.

The news has been found out.

Last year, a county town in Enxin Province was hit by a flood, but the county magistrate kept it a secret. The county magistrates of other counties also knew about it, but dared not tell anyone because the governor of Enxin Province was a distant relative of the county magistrate.

After the flood, there will be plague.

Naturally, this county town was not spared.

However, the city gates were not closed, and the people in the city thought they had caught a cold and were still visiting their relatives.

The official who went to gather information saw that at least half of the people in the city were coughing.

"The young lady is in the house in the backyard." After Pan Erya said this, Meng Zhili trotted over.

"Fubao." he shouted loudly.

"Fuck dad?" Jiang Fubao, who was thinking, put down the prescription and walked out.

After not seeing him for a few days, my godfather had lost a lot of weight, as if he had always been hungry. His cheeks were sunken, and he was a little irritated. There were two big bumps on his lips, covered with white pus, which looked painful.

"It's confirmed. It's a plague. A county in Enxin Province..."

A quarter of an hour had passed when Meng Zhili finished speaking.

"I have asked my eldest sister to gather the embroiderers to make a batch of masks. Godfather, go to my house to get them. Remember, have everyone wear them. Give one to every household. In a few days, when the people in the city are short of supplies, we will have to start sending them food.

They were required to wear masks when going out to fetch water or food. In addition, the masks of the police officers had to be changed every day. They could not be searched or washed. All the masks that were changed should be thrown together and burned.

Jiang Fubao looked solemn and spoke while biting his lower lip.

"Okay, Godfather knows. Fubao, do you have any solution for the plague? Many of those infected have already fainted. The situation in Chang'an Town and Baishui Town is slightly better, but there are still 70 to 80 people infected. I took their family members away. I was afraid that they would be infected too, but they haven't become ill yet. We did everything you said, Fubao..."

Meng Zhili was so worried these days that he couldn't even eat. Dong Qingyi was at Dong's house and didn't go with him.

So no one cares about him.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be so thin.

"Father, you have to take care of yourself. If you fall down, the county will be in chaos. Who will command those officials?"

After Jiang Fubao finished speaking, he walked to the kitchen and brought out the remaining medicine for today, which was still warm.

"Father, take the medicine first. Wear the mask and medicine for safety. These days, I have asked the maids and servants to deliver medicine to the people gathered in the house who have not been infected with the plague. So far, no one has symptoms of coughing and fever. By the way, father, did you bring the herbs in my pharmacy?"

Meng Zhili took the medicine, drank it in one gulp, and then said.

"I brought it. You specifically told my godfather to do it. How could I forget? Since they didn't get infected, doesn't that mean your medicine worked? Can you give this medicine to people infected with the plague?" Meng Zhili's eyes suddenly lit up.

"It's useless. This medicine can only prevent, not cure. Drinking it will not have any effect. But don't worry, godfather. I have listed three prescriptions. I will prepare the medicines and send them to the temple. Select nine people to see which medicine will work.

I have also written down this prescription for preventing the plague. I will ask the clinics in Baishui Town and Chang'an Town to make it and let the people drink it. Also, please stay for a meal. I will ask someone to make you a bowl of hot noodles."

Jiang Fubao was really worried when he saw Meng Zhili was about to collapse.

She forcefully dragged Meng Zhili into her room, and then ordered the maid to go to the kitchen to cook a bowl of noodles.