Constable Xu pondered for a moment and looked at the old lady.

"Auntie, you go to the quarantine area first. We put the two chickens and piglets in it in a cage. If you haven't gotten sick for seven days, it's okay, can you take it away?"

The old lady wanted to kneel down, but the person next to her pulled her up and pushed her directly in front.

"Okay, auntie, hurry up and line up first."

Constable Xu waved his hand and walked over to a volunteer, quickly put the basket away, tied it to the tree stump next to him with a rope.

For a moment, the team calmed down again. Ma Lingshan and a few people from Huichuntang quickly checked whether the victims' temperature exceeded the standard, whether their eyes were red and swollen, and whether there were signs of swelling and pain or mosquito bites.

The person who had been disinfected was directly registered by the person beside Constable Xu.

Allocate the living area and inform the time of the porridge, especially those carpenters or strong laborers who raise their hands, stand directly on one side and take them away with them.

Liu Renli led his personnel to the direction of the resettlement area. He had just walked not far, and a group of people were running quickly in front.

Wearing a dark green hat on our heads, there were about a dozen people in a group of people, looking flustered, as if something was wrong ahead.

Liu Renli paused, and the people in Huichuntang, volunteers and yamen runners were all strictly trained. It is prohibited to run at the disaster relief site. You can walk quickly, take a car or ride a horse, but it is prohibited to run like this.

Who are these people?

Seeing Liu Renli looking at those people, Zhang Zhubu looked up and saw an embroidered font ‘Shou’ unique on a person’s white collar.

I instantly understood who these people were. I had dealt with them at the scene of disaster relief donations, and I had already remembered them deeply at this moment.

"Mr. County Zun Master, these are free medical staff organized by Shouhetang. When they registered, they brought eighteen people to participate in the treatment. What they were responsible for was checking whether there were any patients with epidemics among the triage personnel."

Liu Renli nodded and stepped forward in the direction the people were running to speed up.

Zhang Zhubu quickly waved to the people behind him, and everyone followed. If there was any danger, he should protect the county master.

Soon they came to a wooden shed closer to the resettlement area. The straight-line distance from the resettlement area is no more than fifteen meters, and it is a temporary inspection house.

The people from Shouhetang gathered inside, and two people ran out with breeze stoves and medicine jars, looking for water around, as if they were going to decoct medicine, and they looked panicked and like headless flies.

Liu Renli frowned and wanted to step into the wooden shed, but was stopped by Zhang Zhubu beside him.

"Mr. County Master, don't be anxious. It seems that the patient is being rescued. We should wait a little while and let the person wearing the tarpaulin isolation suit go in and take a look."

Liu Renli lowered his eyes and looked at himself. Sure enough, when he was giving up the porridge just now, he took off the garlic wardrobe, and this time he only wore an outer robe.

"Hurry up and take a look. The victims all looked here. What are they doing?"

Zhang Zhubu quickly asked a person wearing a garlic cloth isolation suit to check in. After a moment, the man came out, three steps away from Liu Renli, so he quickly knelt on one knee to report:

"Mr. County Zun, there are four patients in it. It seems that they are in poor condition. The people from Shouhetang are being treated."

Liu Renli paused, "Didn't these people notice when they were triage?"

The man shook his head, "Looking at the wet mud on the four of them, I think they were sneaking into the moat."

Before Liu Renli could speak, Zhang Zhubu quickly replied:

"I caught a few people at the bottom of the moat yesterday, but I was sent directly to the quarantine area and handed over to Dr. Zhou. Why are there still there today?"

Liu Renli thought for a while and looked at a yamen runner beside him.

"Go to the isolation area and ask Dr. Zhou to bring people here, saying that there are four emergency patients here that need to be dealt with. The condition is critical. Remember to drive the carriage and hurry up!"

The yamen runs quickly to the triage place, where there is a carriage there, so that it will not waste time.

Liu Renli paused and walked towards the wooden shed. Zhang Zhubu knew that he couldn't stop him, so he waved his hand to someone, found a garland isolation suit and put it on Liu Renli.

When I came to the wooden shed, I heard constant shouts inside before I even went in.

"Why haven't the medicine been decocted yet? This old man is no longer able to do it. Dr. Peng quickly apply the injection."

Liu Renli narrowed her eyes and stood at the door and looked in.

Sure enough, the person who spoke was Meng Xiaoyou, the boss of Shouhetang. His face was sweating and his hands were covered in mud, and he pressed hard against an old man.

The old man who was pressed made a whimpering sound, his body kept bent, like an arch bridge, leaving the ground in the middle, and his hands and feet kept scratching and kicking.

The other three people's reaction was not so intense, but their pale faces were covered with water stains. I don't know if it was sweat or river water.

Some of the three cried, some covered their stomachs and hummed, and some tossed and turned and vomited.

Some of the people inside held the patient, and some were applying needles, but the effect was very little. The four of them began to struggle very hard, and now they gradually calmed down.

Although Liu Renli didn't know how to deal with the doctor, the old man didn't look like he was getting better. His eyes were scattered and his mouth was opened and he couldn't close. His saliva flowed out. A man suddenly let go of his hand pressing on his waist, straightened up and moved back two steps.

"It's broken, this person has urinated!"

Dr. Peng and Meng Xiaoyou quickly surrounded him. Dr. Peng grabbed the silver needle and stabbed several needles into the old man's head and abdomen. He kept rolling and plucking his hands, and his movements were very fast.

The old man began to struggle again, his body kept rising and falling, his arms raised high, as if he wanted to grab something on the roof, and straightened it out, his mouth whistling like a beast, and opened his mouth wide, inhaling greedily like a drowning person.

Meng Xiaoyou was a little confused, raised his hand and wiped his forehead, and looked at Dr. Peng.

"Doctor Peng is a hot man. Can you wait until the medicine is ready?"

Dr. Peng shook his head, gritted his teeth and applied a few needles in the end, without any improvement. He shouted at the door in a hurry:

"Why haven't the medicine been boiled yet? Take it first after you prepare it, so you don't need to heat it up."

This time, without waiting for others to move, Meng Xiaoyou was the first to rush to the side, found a bamboo tube in a bamboo box, opened the lid, poured out a bowl of black medicine juice, and sent it to Dr. Peng.

"funnel."

A little medicine boy shivered and quickly found a funnel and handed it to Dr. Peng.

He grabbed the funnel and inserted the bent spout below into the old man's throat. He picked up the medicine bowl. The big bowl of black soup and medicine was poured into the funnel. The old man wanted to resist, but as many people pressed it, he gradually lost his strength and stopped moving as if he was dead fish.

After taking the medicine, Dr. Peng opened the old man's eyelids and sighed slightly.

"This person has a high fever for more than one or two days, and has reached a dying state. Let's see if it can be effective. If he can't recover for a quarter of an hour, he will carry it to burn it quickly. His epidemic is the most serious, otherwise everyone in the room may get sick."

Liu Renli's face was so dark that even the good people couldn't stand it, not to mention that the old man was already like this, he raised his foot and kicked the door open.

Such movement scared everyone in the room and looked up at the door.

"This is how you treat patients? I have no need to trust you. This person is not dead yet, so he will be carried out and burned. If you are the one who is sick, you will also burn it to death?"

Meng Xiaoyou was frightened and wanted to explain, but he spoke as soon as he knelt down.

"Don't explain, now patients don't need you to treat them."

Liu Renli raised his legs and was about to go in. Zhang Zhubu hugged Liu Renli's arm and said nothing.
Chapter completed!