Chapter 42 Feeding Medicine
Wan Qiqi got up early the next morning.
She felt aches and pains in her back, as if she had been in a fight.
The people lying in the room had changed; some who hadn't fallen asleep were sitting together whispering, their conversation unreadable.
But Wan Qiqi could sense that these people were glancing at her from time to time.
Wan Qiqi had grown accustomed to such scrutiny over the past month and paid no attention, quickly tidying up before heading out.
No sooner had she left than the people sitting in the room began to gossip.
"Is that the eldest daughter-in-law of the Chen family?"
"It's definitely her, I can't mistake those foxy eyes that only know how to seduce men!"
"What's she doing here? Is she here to cause trouble?"
"Who knows? It's best if we don't get infected with the plague."
"I heard that the third daughter of the Chen family was infected a couple of days ago, so we should stay away from her."
"Yes, stay away from her, don't let her live with us!"
Wan Qiqi had long since gone far away, so she naturally couldn't hear these people's discussions, let alone know that they planned to kick her out and not let her live in that house.
The outside environment was still the same as yesterday—dirty, messy, and noisy, which made her feel very uncomfortable.
Following her memory, she quickly found the place where the medicine was prepared.
It's very noisy inside right now, like people are arguing.
"I don't want to, I won't go. I'll just stay here and prepare the medicine. I don't want to go and force-feed medicine to infected people."
"Xiaohua, it's your father who's sick, how can you not go?"
"No, I won't go, I don't want to die."
As soon as Wan Qiqi entered, she saw a middle-aged woman talking to a girl who looked about four or five years old.
The girl named Xiaohua had red and swollen eyes, and tear stains remained on her exposed cheeks.
"Lin Xiaohua, I never thought you were this kind of person, not even taking care of your father when he was sick."
"That's right, don't come looking for us again. We don't know anyone like you."
Many people made sarcastic remarks, but no one was willing to go in Lin Xiaohua's place.
Wan Qiqi felt that these people were using moral blackmail. At this time, wanting to save one's life is only natural and there's nothing wrong with that.
She glanced at the middle-aged woman. Although she was also wearing patched clothes, she was less shrewish and more refined than the village women she had seen.
She couldn't help but wonder who this person was and why he was here.
"Madam, I really don't want to go, please, please don't make me go! I really don't want to die!"
Lin Xiaohua's words revealed the middle-aged woman's identity—Mrs. Zheng, the wife of Chen Lizheng.
Wan Qiqi had no memory of the Zheng family and seemed to have no connection with them whatsoever.
Zheng looked at Lin Xiaohua, feeling somewhat conflicted.
The people who deliver the medicine every day are the same, and each person is responsible for a group of patients. Now it is time to take the medicine, and with this incident, she is unsure what to do.
Wan Qiqi thought that while the risk of infection from contact with patients was increased, it would also allow her to gain a more direct understanding of the current situation, and she could also go and see how Chen Yongliang was doing.
Thinking of this, she took a few steps forward and stood in front of Lin Xiaohua. "Madam, shall I go in her place?"
Madam Zheng sized up Wan Qiqi, not recognizing her, but admiring her courage, and asked, "Are you sure? Contact with patients could lead to you contracting the plague!"
Wan Qiqi nodded: "I'm sure, because I also have a relative who was infected, and I want to go see him."
"Okay, go register, and bring the medicine with you later." Madam Zheng was efficient and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.
Wan Qiqi quickly registered and followed the medicine delivery people towards the actual epidemic area.
The person registering remained seated, still somewhat dazed. "She's Wan Qiqi? That Wan Qiqi from the Chen family?"
As the figure gradually disappeared into the distance, the person registering still felt somewhat incredulous.
There is another layer of guards in the patient area. They only open the fence and let people in when they see someone delivering medicine.
If the scene Wan Qiqi saw yesterday was filthy and chaotic, then this place is now a filthy place, with not a single clean spot.
The smell of Chinese medicine mixed with the smell of burning mugwort, along with the odor of vomit, made it extremely unpleasant to smell.
Under such a mixture, Wan Qiqi felt uncomfortable all over, as if every pore of her body was being infiltrated by illness.
Instead of leaving immediately after arranging for someone to deliver the medicine, Zheng followed the person delivering the medicine to check on the patient's condition.
Wan Qiqi felt that it would be a real pity if such a woman lived in ancient times; if she lived in modern times, she would definitely be an outstanding female entrepreneur.
"Is this your first time here?" Madam Zheng suddenly asked.
"Yes, this is my first time here."
"You are very brave." Zheng had seen too many people come in to deliver medicine, and they were almost all frightened by the scene before them. Some even vomited on the spot.
The person in front of her was one of the few calm people she had ever met.
Wan Qiqi didn't expect her to say that, and smiled faintly, "You are also the most responsible village head's wife I have ever met." Although she had only ever met this one!
After a moment, Zheng smiled bitterly. All she wanted was to help her husband protect the village.
If the village is truly ravaged by the plague, even if they don't die from the plague, their family will still be held accountable by the imperial court and will not be able to escape it.
Since that's the case, she might as well handle it carefully, at least she can have a clear conscience.
She looked at Wan Qiqi, whose bright eyes she liked very much, and instructed her, "Under no circumstances should you take off the cloth covering your face. After you come out, be sure to fumigate with mugwort and wash your hands thoroughly."
Wan Qiqi was taken aback for a moment, then nodded and replied, "Okay."
Perhaps because she was new, she was placed in the category of mild illness.
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