Jiang Yao had long wanted to go out for some fresh air, and finally got his wish.
"Ah, the air of freedom, it smells so good."
What she likes most is the spaciousness. Jincheng is full of houses, but here in the Anan tribe there is a vast grassland. The air is pure and pristine, which makes people feel better.
Jiang Yao ran across the lawn like a wild horse.
In her previous life, as the descendant of a ghost doctor, her daily life was just between home and the hospital. She had never been free since she could remember.
God gave her a chance to start over, but she seemed not to have seized it, and now she is still very unfree.
When she returns this time, she must plan her life carefully after Su Qianji leaves, and become Jiang Yao who is no longer bound by anyone.
"Hurry up, hurry up."
Not far away, two veiled women were walking hurriedly, carrying a sheep.
The sheep they were carrying did not move.
Jiang Yao thought the sheep looked a little strange, so he walked over.
"What happened to the sheep?"
The two women were startled and the sheep in their hands fell to the ground instantly.
Seeing her clothes, they knew she was from Jincheng. One of the women quickly raised her hand to stop her: "Don't come over here, the sheep is sick."
"Don't touch the sheep's mouth."
Jiang Yao quickly slapped her hand away, quickly took out a handkerchief and medicine bottle from his arms, poured the medicine on the handkerchief and covered his mouth and nose.
He picked up a stick from the ground, poked the sheep's mouth with it, and checked its hooves, his expression becoming more and more serious.
"Miss, what are you doing? You are a distinguished guest from Jincheng, so please don't get sick. This disease can be fatal."
"Hmm." Jiang Yao stood up with the stick in his hand, his brow furrowed. "It could be foot-and-mouth disease."
The two women were stunned: "Girl, what is foot-and-mouth disease?"
"Epidemic? Plague?"
When the woman said this, another woman pulled Jiang Yao back with great strength.
"plague?"
Jiang Yao was helpless: "Two sisters, can you let me go first? I'm a doctor, I need to check it thoroughly before I can confirm it."
"Doctor?" The woman was surprised. "Are you a veterinarian?"
Jiang Yao's mouth twitched. She was the descendant of a ghost doctor, not a veterinarian, but it was almost the same. She knew a lot about animals' illnesses.
"I guess so."
Jiang Yao moved closer and examined the dead sheep carefully.
"When the sheep becomes ill, they may have a fever, a decreased appetite, slow rumination, lethargy, a closed mouth, drooling, a sucking sound when opening the mouth, blisters on the limbs, and mild lameness."
The two looked at each other and asked hurriedly, "Miss, you are right. These are the symptoms."
"Can you cure it, girl?"
Jiang Yao nodded. This sheep foot-and-mouth disease is a very aggressive and terrible infectious disease, but it would be good if it can be suppressed.
"Are there any other sheep that are sick?"
"Yes, girl. Thousands of sheep have died in our eastern flock."
"Take me to see the sheep over there."
"This way, young lady."
Upon hearing that Jiang Yao could cure these sick sheep, one of the women took her to the east.
“Have sheep elsewhere shown this symptom?”
"There's nothing like that anywhere else. As soon as any of the sheep get sick, the second owner has them separated, and the sick and dead sheep are burned."
The woman paused and then asked, "Girl, is this really a plague?"
Jiang Yao pondered for a moment: "I don't want to scare you, but it's not that serious. It will be fine if you protect yourself well."
The woman nodded, seeming much more relieved.
"Have any of you noticed any symptoms of illness?"
"That's not the case," the woman explained. "We drank the holy spring water, so we won't get sick."
"Sacred spring water?"
"The girl is from Jincheng, so she doesn't know much about our Anan tribe. We have a magical spring here, a gift from heaven. We can collect a bowl of water every month. Drinking this water will protect you from all kinds of diseases."
“Is there such a magical place?”
"Girl, the flock has arrived."
As they were talking, the two of them had already reached the sheep flock in the east.
Jiang Yao covered his mouth and nose again: "Why is it so smelly in here?"
The woman couldn't stand the smell here either. "There's a mass grave next to it. Too many war horses died not long ago and were buried there, so the smell is a bit strong."
"Mass graves?" Jiang Yao's face turned pale. "How can that be possible? This sheep foot-and-mouth disease is caused by a dirty environment. If this place is not cleaned up and there are mass graves, with mosquitoes flying around everywhere, how can we not get sick?"
At first she was curious, as summer is not the peak season for foot-and-mouth disease in sheep, so how could she have contracted the disease?
Looking at the environment of this flock of sheep, it would be strange if they didn't get sick.
"girl?"
It seemed like someone was calling her. Jiang Yao turned around and saw it was Lan Ke.
"Why are you here?" Lan Ke glanced at the woman and scolded her, "Who told you to bring guests here? Hurry up and take the girl back."
"Second Master, this girl said she can cure the sheep's disease."
"Nonsense! If I get sick here, how will I explain to the prince?"
"Master Lan Ke, please stop scolding her. I was the one who insisted on coming here."
Lan Ke frowned. "Miss, you'd better go back quickly. If you really have a cure, please write down a prescription. I will definitely reward you handsomely."
“This isn’t something that can be solved by just writing a list.”
Jiang Yao looked solemn and walked to the side despite Lan Ke's obstruction.
She pointed at the rotting grass and said, "These need to be taken away and disposed of quickly, and then cleaned with medicine."
Lan Ke waved his hand and told someone to go and make arrangements, then asked, "Miss, what medicine do you want to use?"
Jiang Yao thought about it and realized that it was too late to prepare the medicine now, and there might not be enough medicine for her to make disinfectant.
"Do you have realgar wine?"
"have."
“Wash with realgar wine.”
Lan Ke stared at her in a daze, probably thinking that washing the sheep pen with wine was a bit far-fetched.
Jiang Yao looked at him seriously and asked, "Master Lan Ke, I see you handled the dead sheep very well, but some sheep are still sick, right?"
"It's like this. Over the past few months, some sheep have been repeatedly sick. I took the sick sheep away from the beginning when they had a fever, but other sheep are still sick."
"Because the sheep that became sick later were not infected, but became sick spontaneously."
Jiang Yao pointed at the sheep pen and said, "These are the culprits."
"Will washing the sheep pen with realgar wine prevent the sheep from getting sick?"
"And that mass grave needs to be dealt with quickly."
"Mass grave?" Lan Ke glanced at the woman next to him and knew that she was the one who was talking too much.
"What do you mean by treatment, girl?"
"Master Lan Ke, please treat the dead horses the same way you treated the sick sheep."
Lan Ke was a little embarrassed: "Miss, you are from Jincheng, you don't know the rules of our Anan tribe. Horses are our friends, and after death they must be buried and not burned."
Jiang Yao was stunned for a moment, then blurted out, "You bury the body in the ground, letting insects gnaw on it and wild beasts eat it, and you call that a rest in peace?"
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