Chapter 67 Plague Control Law
Lin Qian carried a small wooden bucket and fed cold spring water to the patients lying on the ground one by one. She wanted to experiment whether this cold spring water could cure the plague.
Although the conditions of the patients who drank the cold spring water have improved, their illness is still very serious. It seems that the upgraded cold spring water cannot cure the plague.
After getting the results, Lin Qian went to help boil the medicine. After boiling it, she divided it into bowls and gave it to the patient.
Before starting the second round of boiling medicine, Lin Qian replaced the regular water with cold spring water, hoping to make the medicine more effective.
"Sister, after the medicine is ready, can you give me a bowl first? My mother is very ill." Lin Qian was boiling the medicine when suddenly a little girl's voice came to her ears.
Lin Qian turned around and saw a girl with a flushed face. She was about seven or eight years old, very weak, with short breaths and a slight cough when she spoke.
At this time, Lin Shuo said, "I have prepared the medicine. I will pour it for you."
Lin Qian didn't want Lin Shuo to have much contact with these patients, so she said, "I'll go get the medicine for her mother. You come over here and look after the medicine."
"Okay." Lin Shuo responded.
After pouring a bowl of medicine for the little girl and watching her drink it, Lin Qian helped her to take the medicine to her mother.
"Mom, I brought the medicine, you should drink it quickly." The girl lay down next to a thin woman and shook her body.
With a snap, the woman's hand on her lower abdomen fell to the ground.
Lin Qian looked at the woman's face. Her complexion was dark blue, her lips were purple, and her chest was no longer moving. She was dead.
"Mom, mom, wake up, mom! I brought the medicine. Woohoo, mom, don't leave me."
Lin Qian bent down and patted the girl's shoulder, sighed, and said nothing.
"Woo, woo, mother!"
Lin Qian stayed with the little girl for a while, fed the medicine in her hand to an old lady, and then went back to work.
They cannot stop. If they delay for a moment, another patient may die.
They were so busy that it was evening before they finally fed the medicine to all the patients. Lin Qian, Lin Shuo and Qu Lingxiao's hands were sore from exhaustion, and Qu Jingmo had already fallen asleep.
"Okay, you should take a rest quickly. You have to get up in the middle of the night to boil medicine. I'm afraid you can't hold on." A female doctor said to Lin Qian and the others.
The adults couldn't bear the medicine they had to make all day, let alone these children.
The three of them nodded, then found a deserted place to hide.
Qu Lingxiao held Qu Jingmo in his arms and fell asleep in a short while. He even started snoring, and it was obvious that he was extremely tired.
Lin Qian and Lin Shuo looked at Qu Lingxiao, then entered the space.
The two of them took out all the medical books from the wooden box and sat on the floor to read them.
There are many books in the wooden box, ranging from the Yuan Dynasty to the Republic of China. There should be a prescription for treating plague.
Flipping through the books one by one, after an unknown amount of time, Lin Qian suddenly shouted in surprise, "Found it!" Lin Shuo immediately came over.
The title of the book is "Methods of Treating Plague", written by Wu Xuanchong in the Qing Dynasty.
Lin Qian flipped through two pages and said, "It's written in great detail, including the origin of the plague, how to avoid it, and how to treat it."
"Is there a prescription?" This is what Lin Shuo is most concerned about.
"Yes, but there are three remedies for three different kinds of plague."
Lin Shuo asked in surprise, "Are there three more types of plague?"
Lin Qian nodded: "It's written above that there are three types of plague.
The first type is bubonic plague. The main symptoms of bubonic plague are chills, high fever, red face, thirst, confusion, etc., and the tongue coating will also turn yellow.
The second type is pneumonic plague, which is characterized by high fever, thirst, cough, difficulty breathing, and coughing up blood.
The third type of septicemic plague is characterized by blood in the stool and urine, cold limbs, and a pale complexion. Thinking about the many patients she had seen today, she found that all three of these symptoms seemed to exist.
Lin Shuo said happily: "Since we have found it, let's tell Uncle Meng to quickly make medicine for treatment."
Lin Qian finally woke up as if from a dream. She took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone to copy down the recipe, and took Lin Shuo out of the space.
Meng Yi and Qu Nan were still discussing medication with several doctors at this time. Lin Qian gave him a wink and called him out.
"What's wrong? Are you tired? If you are tired, go and rest. We probably have to wait a while." Meng Yi said, pinching his eyebrows tiredly.
Lin Qian shook her head, looked around to see that there was no one around, and handed the three prescriptions she had copied down to Meng Yi.
"Master, I just carefully recalled what came to my mind, and then I found these three prescriptions, all for treating different symptoms of plague. Take a look."
Meng Yi quickly took it and looked at it. After a moment, his hands began to tremble as he said in surprise, "Great, great! As long as we have these three prescriptions, we can cure these patients. I'll go tell them right away."
"Old Qu, come out for a moment." Meng Yi called Qu Nan out as soon as he returned.
"What's wrong?"
"Take a look at this." Meng Yi handed three prescriptions to Qu Nan and asked him to look at them.
Qu Nan took over: "Scutellaria baicalensis, Forsythia suspensa, Isatis root, Yuanshen, Coptis chinensis..."
The more he looked at Qu Nan's face, the more ferocious it became. "This, this prescription is excellent! It clears away heat and toxins, cools the blood and stops bleeding. This prescription is worth a try."
Meng Yi nodded and then said, "There are two more at the back, look."
After reading these two, Qu Nan slapped his thigh and said, "What a great recipe! What a great recipe! With these three prescriptions, the plague can be easily cured. Old Meng, you're amazing! You came up with the recipe so quickly!"
Meng Yi looked at Lin Qian, and Lin Qian shook her head at him, so Meng Yi did not deny it.
At this time, Lin Qian said: "Master, Uncle Qu, now we need to divide the patients into three types, and then start to prescribe the right medicine."
Meng Yi and Qu Nan nodded, and then Qu Nan said, "How should we divide it? There are so many patients in the epidemic area. If we divide them into three areas, they won't be able to move. We can't carry them one by one. It's a waste of time."
"I have an idea. We can tie ribbons on the patient's arms using three colors: white, black, and red. Each color represents a disease, making it easier to distinguish them." Lin Qian thought for a while and said.
Qu Nan suddenly patted Meng Yi's shoulder so hard that Meng Yi gasped in pain.
"Old Meng, apart from anything else, your disciple is really smart! I think Qianqian and Lingxiao are about the same age, how about we arrange a marriage for them?
With such a strong combination, their child will definitely be a genius!"
Lin Qian: “…”
That's not necessary.
Meng Yi shook off Qu Nan's large hand, rubbed his shoulder, and said, "You still have the time to think about this? Hurry up and show them the prescription, then go get the herbs to make the medicine. Do you want to die here?"
The topic finally got back on track, and Qu Nan said hurriedly: "Yes, yes, you are right, business is more important."
Watching Meng Yi and Qu Nan walk away arm in arm, Lin Qian turned around speechlessly. Lin Shuo and Qu Lingxiao were standing behind her, looking at her.
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