Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1217

Seeing Yang Ruoqing coming, Er Gou's scarlet eyes became brighter.

He walked towards Yang Ruoqing quickly, and said anxiously: "Qing'er, you came just in time, your sister-in-law is vomiting and diarrhea and has a fever."

"She's not in good health, and she's always been like this in this season."

"But Fu Bo insisted on saying that she was infected with the plague, and refused to prescribe the medicine..."

"Brother Ergou, don't worry, let me ask Uncle Fu first."

Yang Ruoqing immediately looked at Uncle Fu.

Uncle Fu shook his head: "Ergou didn't lie, I remember that I was the one who prescribed medicine for his wife at this time in previous years."

"But now, the situation is obviously different from previous years!"

Uncle Fu then told Yang Ruoqing the comparison of his condition. After hearing this, Yang Ruoqing's heart sank a little.

However, the second dog next to him didn't believe it.

"Impossible, no one in our village has the plague, and it is impossible for my daughter-in-law to get that terrible disease!"

He growled.

Li Zheng, who arrived immediately, hurriedly persuaded Ergou: "This kind of thing is not something you can't do if you say you can't do it. If you are unlucky, drinking cold water will get stuck between your teeth."

Er Gou was still there and said: "No, I don't believe it, you give her medicine, just medicine to reduce fever and stop diarrhea!"

Uncle Fu looked embarrassed: "It's useless to use it, there is no cure for this disease..."

When Ergou heard this, he was annoyed.

He reached out and grabbed Uncle Fu by the collar, intending to hit Uncle Fu.

He was stopped by Li Zheng and Yang Ruoqing.

Li was yelling at Ergou, but Yang Ruoqing said, "I'll go in and see sister-in-law Jinhua's condition, and then make a decision!"

Then, she walked quickly towards the house, and Lizheng and Uncle Fu also followed in.

The room was very dark, Yang Ruoqing had good night vision, she didn't need to go to the bed, she just stood at the door and poked her head in, and saw the face of the woman leaning on the bed.

The eye sockets are sunken, and the eyes are empty and lifeless.

With just one glance, Yang Ruoqing looked away and came outside the room.

"How is it?" Forbe asked.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head.

"If there's blood in the diarrhea, it's definitely cholera."

As soon as the words were finished, Ergou's eldest daughter suddenly heard crying in the room.

"Father, come quickly, mother is bleeding on the bed..."

When Ergou heard this, he hurried into the house.

There was a panic in the room, outside, Yang Ruoqing said to Li Zhengzheng: "Now that things have come to an end, the only way is to isolate Sister-in-law Jinhua, otherwise, Brother Ergou and the three daughters will all be infected."

Li was a little embarrassed when he heard Ergou's cry and three daughters' cries coming from the room.

Yang Ruoqing frowned: "Infectious diseases don't have eyes, let alone closeness. At this time, it's taboo to act emotionally!"

Li Zhengyi was cruel: "I'll go to the village and call someone, and I'll send the golden flower to the kiln in the woods!"

The earthen kiln was discussed by them a few days ago, if, in case, there is a plague unfortunately.

Where should infected people be quarantined?

Finally, an earthen kiln deep in the forest was selected.

After Lizheng left, Yang Ruoqing glanced at the room behind where the crying sound came from, and shook her head.

"Forbe, let's go too."

After Yang Ruoqing returned home, she went straight into the warehouse and brought Uncle Fu along.

"Qing'er, there is no cure for this plague, so you don't need to bother. I have lived most of my life as an old man. Although I have never experienced it myself, I have heard it from my colleagues..."

In the warehouse, Uncle Fu said to Yang Ruoqing who was flipping over a stack of medical books.

These medical books were brought by Yang Ruoqing to his house with him just now.

It is said that the medicine to treat the plague will be developed from it.

"Even if you eat all these medical books, you still can't find the right medicine!"

Forbe continued.

"If you get this kind of disease, you're waiting to die. Forget it. Besides, it's too late."

"At least two hours, at most two days, it's too late for us to boil the medicine..."

Yang Ruoqing didn't look at Uncle Fu, she sat down at the table by the window in the warehouse, flipping through the yellowing medical books and manuscripts in her hand.

"Fu Bo, you go home first, I have my own measure."

She said without looking up.

Fu Bo sighed, turned around and left the warehouse.

On the side of Ergou's house in the village, the dying Jinhua was forcibly carried away by a group of villagers who were looking for her and sent to the kiln for isolation.

Noisy and crying, panic and confusion.

Yang Ruoqing calmed down and locked herself in the warehouse to read medical books.

When the only luck was broken, when everyone started to panic, gave up resistance and became a slave to fate...

She can't fall down, can't accept her fate, can't just watch and do nothing!

No matter how slim an opportunity is, it is an opportunity after all.

Outside the window, panic spread into the large yard of her house.

She heard Dasun and Sun talking about it in a low voice outside.

Taking a deep breath, she forced herself not to be distracted, not to mess up!

……

During dinner, Mrs. Jinhua died.

Er Gou lost his wife in his middle age, and his three daughters suddenly lost their mothers. The cry came from the dilapidated small courtyard, and those who heard it wept, and those who saw it were sad.

During dinner, Yang Huazhong and the others were in a low mood.

There was a look of serious grief on every face.

Yang Ruoqing cleared away the food in the bowl as quickly as possible, instead of going to the kitchen to help Mrs. Sun wash the pots and dishes, she locked herself in the warehouse and continued to study the pile of medical books...

It was stuffy in the warehouse, and a candle was burning on the table.

There were mosquitos all over her feet, and she was drenched in sweat.

Even so, she is still immersed in her own world, in the sea of ​​medical books, eagerly looking for a cure for life...

Time passed little by little.

Because she was so engrossed in watching, she ignored everything around her.

Until, until a certain moment, she suddenly realized that she was no longer sweating, and there were no mosquitoes around her feet.

A gust of cool wind blows over her back, her legs under the table...

"Tang Yazi? When did you come in?"

She turned around, looked at Luo Fengtang who was sweating profusely behind her, and asked in surprise.

Luo Fengtang grinned: "I just came in and saw you reading a book, so I didn't make a sound."

Just came in?
She doesn't believe it.

Lo and behold, the clothes on his shoulders were soaked with sweat.

He was holding a big cattail fan in his hand, and was fanning her. On his bare arm, a large piece of red envelope was bitten by a mosquito.

"Qing'er, keep reading your book, I'm fine."

Seeing her stop, he hurriedly urged her.

In the afternoon, when he came back from work in Yujia Village, he heard about Mrs. Jinhua from Forbes, and also knew that Qing'er was researching medicine.

Yang Ruoqing said: "My eyes are a little sore from watching, I want to take a rest, come and sit with me for a while and talk."

She patted the stool beside her and motioned him to come and sit.

Luo Fengtang hesitated for a while, but came and sat down as he said.

The fan in his hand kept on blowing the cool breeze for her.

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(End of this chapter)