Small peasant girl

Chapter 308
The water is very clear and has a hint of sweetness in it.

I thought that the well water in Sujia Village tasted good enough, but I didn't expect the mountain spring water to taste much better than it.

"It's definitely malaria."

Su Jinxia was already a little thirsty, but now she felt that the mountain spring water was good, so she drank it in a bowl.

After drinking, he looked at his master and Zhao Ziqi and said.

But when she said this, seeing that neither of them responded, Su Jinxia realized that she had said something wrong, and quickly changed her words, "Malaria is a disease of cold and fever."

"Fever? Are you sure?"

Hearing that it was cold and fever, Zhao Ziqi didn't react, but Nie Langzhong gave a soft cry.

Chill and fever are recorded in medical art, and are an infectious disease caused by mosquito bites.

If the disease is not well controlled, it is like a plague.

Chill and fever is an extremely terrible disease, but it is rare to hear of people suffering from this disease.

He has practiced medicine for many years, and only met him once in the south.

It was that time, he remembered this disease deeply in his mind, until now he was covered in cold sweat when it was mentioned.

That year, he was still a little drug boy, and he went to practice medicine with his master, and he encountered this disease.

At that time, all the doctors were helpless, because in order to control the disease, the government directly ordered several villages to be burned down in desperation.

At that time, there were no survivors in those villages.

"Chill and fever, what is that?"

After hearing Su Jinxia finished speaking, the expression on Nie Langzhong's face was gloomy, as if mourning a concubine.

Zhao Ziqi frowned slightly, looked at Langzhong Nie and asked.

When Nie Langzhong was asked by him, he immediately came back to his senses, brushed his sleeves to wipe off the unnecessary cold sweat on his head, glanced at Su Jinxia, ​​and told Zhao Ziqi about the disease and his experiences back then.

"I saw that scene with my own eyes, and I still feel a little scared when I think about it. If it weren't for the prestige of our family teacher in our area back then, it is estimated that the two of us would have escaped death."

At the end, Nie Langzhong sighed and looked sad.

Zhao Ziqi's complexion was also not good-looking, his face was sullen, making it difficult to see his emotions clearly.

Su Jinxia sat on the side, listening to what they said, and at the same time, she was able to separate her mind, thinking about which prescription would be better to cure the disease.

"Master Zhao, tell me, what should we do now?"

His master was so skilled in medicine back then that he was helpless, Langzhong Nie had already sentenced these people to death in his heart, so he asked Zhao Ziqi.

However, the meaning of his question was already obvious.

That is to let Zhao Ziqi deal with these people as soon as possible.

It's not that he is cruel, but that he has to do this, otherwise, once the disease spreads, the village at the foot of the mountain will suffer.

Hearing what Nie Langzhong said, Zhao Ziqi frowned even deeper.

The sullen face became more expressionless, but the aura on his body became colder and more persuasive.

Others don't know, but he knows it very well.

There were more than these few soldiers who had cold and fever.

More than 300 soldiers who secretly migrated from the Northland suffered from this disease.

More than 300 soldiers, he...

"You must cure them. If you cure them, I will give you whatever money you have."

Su Jinxia was thinking about treating Fang Zi, when suddenly Zhao Ziqi grabbed her little hand.

Su Jinxia was taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to pull out her hand, but Zhao Ziqi's strength was not comparable to that of a weak woman like her.

Su Jinxia gave up after two strokes and failed to get it out.

　Ask for a ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)