Hua Ansu felt a pang of sadness. Everyone looked unwell, but they mustered their spirits and didn't show it in front of her.
But she wasn't blind; everyone, young and old, had visibly lost weight, and even the minister looked at least ten years older.
“Girl, Agu, you’re back…” Minister Dorenda hurried over.
Hua Ansu nodded, "Yes, Grandpa Minister, we're back."
Minister Dorenda pulled her aside and looked her up and down. Seeing that she had grown up much better than she had in the tribe, he was pleased. "Good, good, it's good that you're back."
Hua Ansu casually asked, "How is Grandma?"
Minister Dorenda's expression stiffened, and Hua Ansu, sensing something amiss, changed her expression, "What's wrong with Grandma?"
Could it be that there are elderly women among the sick people?
"It's nothing, she's just feeling a little unwell."
Minister Dorenda waved for everyone to go back first, and he took Hua Ansu home.
As for the seven who were unconscious, let them follow along; Hua Ansu was to place them at the minister's house.
Minister Dorenda then noticed there were a few more people. "Girl, who are they...?"
Hua Ansu said, "Don't worry, Grandpa Minister, they won't wake up before they leave."
She was more concerned, saying, "Don't hide it from me anymore. I only rushed back after I found out what happened."
Minister Dorenda was surprised, "That kid Babu delivered the message so quickly? It's only been a few days, his pace is too fast!"
Hua Ansu shook her head. "No, I found out myself. But you said Babu was looking for me? Going to Picheng to find me?"
"yes."
Clearly, he couldn't find Hua Ansu in Picheng. He was worried that his identity might be exposed and he might be arrested by the people of Picheng. So Hua Ansu immediately released an electric mosquito to tell Babu that he had returned to the tribe.
Hua Ansu rushed to the minister's house, and on the way, Minister Dorenda explained the situation.
"After you left, we spent our days farming, building the city, constructing walls, and diverting water. Everything went smoothly until one day, when suddenly all the crops we planted withered and died overnight! It was like they had been doused with boiling water; there was nothing we could do to save them. We didn't want to lose heart, thinking that if they died, we could just plant them again. But the seeds that used to sprout in a couple of days didn't sprout at all this time. When we dug up the soil, we found that all the seeds had died..."
"What's even more terrifying is that after a few days, people also started to get strange illnesses. These illnesses aren't fatal, but they make you feel weak and listless. You can't muster the energy to do anything, and you'll collapse after taking just a few steps. Isn't that strange?"
Hua Ansu nodded. This was roughly what she knew; she had learned it through images transmitted by the electric mosquito. "Is there any clue as to the cause of the illness?"
Minister Torrenda shook her head. "All I know is that this disease is not contagious, otherwise I wouldn't have dared to call you back."
Hua Ansu asked, "Are there any characteristics in the timing of the onset of illness in sick people?"
A-Gu picked up where Hua Ansu left off, "Does the illness develop gradually, or all at once?"
Minister Dorenda thought for a moment, "At first, there were many people who fell ill, and quite a few collapsed on the first day. Later, there were only a few cases intermittently."
A-Gu frowned and pointed out, "Why are you so sure it's not contagious?"
"This was discovered through experiments. It's not contagious when people come into contact with each other, but some people who haven't been in contact with sick people have still gotten sick."
A-Yi-Gu nodded and didn't ask any more questions. The most urgent thing was to start with the patient, using observation, listening, questioning, and palpation. One-sided words could not cure the disease.
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