In the early morning of the second day, Mu Xiyuan woke up to a loud slam on the door.
The night before, he had been running back and forth in the front courtyard and backyard of the pharmacy, decocting medicines and seeing doctors non-stop. When it came time to be ugly, an old aunt suddenly had chest tightness and couldn't breathe. Mu Xiyuan and the staff of the medicine hall had to waste their efforts to remove the thick sticky phlegm from the depths of her throat, poured medicine and injected needles. Let the aunt survive the danger, but the guy fell down, and Mu Xiyuan was in a hurry again.
When everything stopped for a while and the sky was getting brighter, Mu Xiyun forced Huang Zelin back to the room and let the old man have a good rest, while he took a nap under the corridor of the inner courtyard. It suddenly became noisy.
Mu Xiyuan rubbed her eyes, adjusted her clothes, and came to the front hall.
The shopkeeper of the medicine hall stared at the two big dark circles and opened the door, looking at the crowd in front of the door with tears in his eyes.
The townspeople who were treated last night have not recovered yet. The staff in the medicine hall are already half exhausted. Today, there are so many in front of the door. The shopkeeper only felt his scalp tingling and hesitated for a while.
Luo Qingwen hurried out of the inner courtyard with a tired look on her face.
The shopkeeper asked with a crying voice, "Miss Jiu, what should I do? With so many people, how can you be so busy?"
Luo Qingwen lost her mind for a while, and looked at Mu Xiyun.
"Take it! Take it all!" The Xianjun in white was firm.
"But..." Luo Qingwen hesitated, "the front hall and backyard are already full of people, what should I do?"
Mu Xiyun raised his eyes and looked at the West Market. The bustling market in the past was now empty, and rows of stalls were all vacant. Before the epidemic is over, the West Market may not be able to recover.
"If Baihuagu can provide a place, that would be great." Mu Xiyuan said: "Before that, push the stall in Xishi aside and set up a tent as a temporary resettlement."
Luo Qingwen's eyes lit up: "Okay! I'll go back to the valley and ask my father to open the valley to save people!"
When Huang Zelin got up, Luo Qingwen had already rushed out of the city and asked Baihuagu for help; in the West City, Gu Qingqiao brought a team of soldiers who were moving stalls and setting up tents.
Seeing him coming, Mu Xiyun hurried over to support him and said, "Why don't you sleep for a while?"
"No, I can't sleep when I'm old." Huang Zelin glanced at the situation in front of the door, nodded and said, "You guys are doing very well, the West Market is a big area, and all the young patients with mild symptoms are placed there. Here, it is enough to supply medicines on time. The elderly and seriously ill stay in the medicine hall, and we will take care of them at all times."
The next few days were hectic. Huang Zelin and Mu Xiyun were in the Huichun Hall, and the others were more or less skilled in medicine, and they were scattered around the city to help.
The spread of this lung disease is very fast, often one person is infected, and the whole family is not immune. Fortunately, an investigation was carried out in the early stage of the epidemic, and all the mild patients were concentrated in the newly built resettlement sites, and the severe patients were arranged in various pharmacies.
The doctors and pals in the pharmacy were all spinning around, exhausted.
Fortunately, the condition gradually stabilized. Except for the elderly who have serious illnesses, everyone else seems to be getting better.
Huang Zelin came back from the resettlement site in the West City, heaved a sigh of relief, and stood at the door of Huichun Hall.
Mu Xiyuan, still dressed in white, was checking the pulse of an old man in the hall.
He has been seeing doctors and decoctions for several days. He rests for less than two hours a day, and he can only eat in the air, and often he can't take care of it when he is busy. After a few days, his face has become thinner, and his chin has become more pointed. However, his tone was still calm and gentle, and the needles in the pulse diagnosis were steady and steady, and Huang Zelin nodded again and again.
Huang Zelin was about to say to Mu Xiyun to take a break, when a hoof sound came from far and near, and when he reached the Huichun Hall, he made an emergency stop, and Zhu Yicheng jumped off the horse.
"Elder Huang!" He hurriedly said: "I found a strange patient in the south of the city, please go and take a look!"
"Strange? How strange?"
Zhu Yicheng carefully looked at the townspeople behind Huang Zelin and said, "I can't tell you either, you should go and see for yourself."
Huang Zelin froze in his heart, and an ominous premonition came to him. He nodded, entered the medicine hall, packed the medicine box, shared a horse with Zhu Yicheng, and headed to the south of the city.
South of the city, slums.
This is the worst place to live in Baihua City. The house is short, mostly made of a few thin wooden boards, covered with a layer of thatch, and then people live in. The eaves are stacked on top of each other, and sunlight cannot penetrate into the house. The southwest in July is rainy and humid, the stagnant water in the slum has never dried up, and there is a strong musty smell in the air.
The "strange" patient named Zhao Qi lived in one of the huts.
A few days ago, when Su Yanjun brought people to investigate, all the suspicious patients here were screened out. The seriously ill were sent to the pharmacy, and the mildly ill were concentrated in the open space next to them, and the doctors in the nearby pharmacy were consulted one by one. I took the soup and divided it.
Zhao Qi was the first to get sick in this area. After receiving the decoction that day, he went home and lay down, and he did not go out for the next two days. Today, a familiar neighbor went to the medicine hall again and came back with free decoction. Divided him a share, who knew that when he arrived at his house, he found out that something was abnormal, and quickly reported it to the government.
When Huang Zelin arrived, a group of well-protected soldiers had already surrounded Zhao Qi's house. A group of townspeople stood in the distance and pointed, not daring to approach.
Huang Zelin wrapped his mouth and nose with a cloth towel and entered the house.
Zhao Qi lay straight on the bed with his eyes slightly open, motionless. When Huang Zelin approached, he saw that his hands and feet were tightly bound by straw ropes, and he frowned and asked, "Why is this? Untie it for him, I have to see what the symptoms are!"
Zhu Yicheng made a gesture, called two soldiers, and the three walked forward together. He asked the two of them to stand by the bed to get ready, he pulled out his dagger, quickly cut off the straw rope on Zhao Qi's hands and feet, took a step back, and stayed not far in front of Huang Zelin.
Zhao Qi lay on the bed for another half an hour and slowly opened his eyes.
When ordinary people open their eyes, they will definitely look at someone, but after Zhao Qi opened his eyes, his eyes did not move. He sat up, rolled over, got out of bed, and walked around the room.
With a dagger in his hand, Zhu Yicheng knocked twice on the head of the bed.
Zhao Qiben's wandering body paused, then he suddenly turned around, his hands bent like claws, and grabbed Zhu Yicheng fiercely.
Zhu Yicheng ducked and ducked, but Zhao Qi turned around and grabbed him again.
The two of you chased me away in the room for a while, and Huang Zelin found that if Zhu Yicheng was far away from Zhao Qi and there was no loud noise, Zhao Qi would be very at a loss, but as long as Zhu Yicheng made a little noise, or approached, Zhao Qi would immediately respond to the voice. The source of the pounce.
After a stick of incense, Zhu Yicheng waved to the two soldiers, they rushed forward, pressed Zhao Qi to the bed, and tied him up again.
Huang Zelin went up to see Zhao Qi's complexion, tongue coating, and pulse, and was surprised.
The so-called "the five internal organs store: the heart stores the spirit, the lungs store the soul, the liver stores the soul, the spleen stores the mind, and the kidney stores the will" (Note). Humans have three souls and seven souls, and lung disease causes the soul that should be in the lungs to be scattered around the body. If it is a common disease, after the needle is inserted and the medicine is taken, the soul can come back, and the person will return to normal. Although this Zhao Qi took the medicine, the problem of the lungs disappeared, but the seven souls did not fully return to themselves, lacking the main mind and emotional peace. The two souls have become the walking dead, and they are still very violent walking dead.
I don't know if he is the only one who is like this, or if everyone who gets sick is like this. Huang Zelin suddenly shuddered.
Rejuvenation Hall.
Mu Xiyun was resting on the counter in front of the medicine cabinet after watching the last critically ill patient. After days of fatigue, he almost fell asleep as soon as his forehead touched the table.
I don't know how long it took, only to hear a "pop", something fell to the ground, and then came the scream of the man.
Mu Xiyuan stood up abruptly, and saw a medicine jar fell on the ground, and the concoction dregs spilled on the ground. A guy in the medicine hall was shivering and curled up in the corner of the wall, surrounded by a circle of people, stretching out his hands to grab him.
Those people are the patients who were lying in the medicine hall just now!
Mu Xiyuan jumped up and jumped over the counter to the center of the medicine hall. As soon as the landing sound came out, several people who were standing closer to him immediately followed the sound and rushed towards him with open hands.
Mu Xiyun got out of the crevice with a short stature, opened up the uncles and aunts surrounding the guy, and pulled him out.
The guy was trembling with fright, and his face was covered with snot and tears.
There were also screams coming from outside the door, Mu Xiyun's heart froze, he pulled the man out of the door, and closed the door of the medicine hall.
In the resettlement site in the West City, the patients with mild symptoms lay down quietly and did not move; those with more severe symptoms had already started to move around and fluttered when they saw anyone. The sound of crying father and mother on the street rang out.
"Bang, bang!" A red firework burst out in the sky in the distance, which was the distress signal of the officers and soldiers of the government office!
"Bang! Bang!" After a few more voices, several major areas of Hundred Flowers City had fallen.
People on the street are running frantically. If it was said that a few days ago, people could suppress their fear and stay in the city, but they could not bear to watch their loved ones get sick without taking care of them, and the medicines prescribed by the pharmacy could also control the disease , Now that the patients suddenly changed, as if they were enchanted together, where do people still have the heart to stay
For a time, the whole city was in chaos, and all those who could still move rushed towards the city gate.
Gu Qingqiao is standing on the street in the north of the city at this moment, and the crowd here is also crazy. He was dragged by the crowd and moved towards the city gate, his footsteps staggering. Just as he was about to jump up, he caught a glimpse of a figure in the distance approaching with his sword.
Gu Qingqiao stopped suddenly, letting the runners behind him keep colliding on him.
There are crowds of people in front of and behind, you push me without any rules, between heaven and earth, it seems that everyone is running into the distance, and everyone is trying to abandon him. Only the white figure, facing the madness of people without fear, facing the surging crowd, came against the current.
"Qingqiao!" Yujian Xianjun stretched out a hand, and in the next instant, Gu Qingqiao stood on the sword.
At this time, the running crowd had reached the vicinity of the west city gate. The golden light in front of the city gate flickered, and a huge enchantment continued to include the running crowd.
Qin Le sat in front of the formation, closed his eyes slightly and squeezed the magic formula with his hands, which was obviously the eyes of the defensive formation. Su Yanjun, Huang Zelin and the others stood behind him, inputting spiritual power for him.
Mu Xiyun and Gu Qingqiao joined the team to maintain the barrier.
Soon, all the residents entered the barrier, and outside the barrier were filled with patients like walking corpses. They couldn't hear the sound in the barrier, and they began to walk around blankly again.
In the barrier, there was a lot of cries, and several strong men desperately patted the city gate, but the gate was closed and could not be opened.
"Let us out, let us out!" someone cried.
"All the city gates are closed, what should I do?" someone wailed.
"Why keep us here!" the crowd shouted angrily, "Those people are crazy, I don't want to die, let's get out!!"
"Who blocked the city gate?" Gu Qingqiao asked, "Where is Lord Shen?"
"Little official is here!" A trembling voice sounded, and Shen Yi stood up from behind Su Yanjun in embarrassment, "I didn't give the order to close the city gate."
"Who did this?" Gu Qingqiao said angrily, "I'll smash it open!"
"Wait!" Mu Xiyun grabbed his arm and whispered, "You can't let people out!"
Gu Qingqiao was stunned for a moment, and then quickly reacted.
The plague in this city is extremely contagious, and no one knows when a healthy person will suddenly fall ill. If the city gate is opened at this time, the residents of the town will be scattered, and the plague will inevitably be brought to the nearby towns. If it is passed on from ten to ten, I am afraid it will become a catastrophe in the Central Plains.
"What's more," Zhu Yicheng on the side said: "If you go to smash it now, it is impossible to smash it open."
Behind them, outside the tall city gate, hundreds of monks from the Valley of Hundred Flowers surrounded the City of Hundred Flowers, their spiritual power output, and the solid barrier shone with silver light, sealing the City of Hundred Flowers airtight.
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The symptoms are made up by me, without any factual basis, please don't take the right seat.
Note: "The five internal organs store: the heart stores the spirit, the lung stores the soul, the liver stores the soul, the spleen stores the mind, and the kidney stores the will" from - Huangdi Neijing·Su Wen·Xuanming Five Qi Chapter