Fortunately, Pu Lanbin was just infected, and he would exercise a set of boxing every morning. His body was very strong and he was only mild.

But the two old doctors who were unfortunately infected were not so optimistic.

Zhao Jiner put on a scarf and burqa, and spent a whole morning examining each patient.

There were nearly fifty patients, and there were so many severe cases. Zhao Jiner was exhausted and had to formulate a new treatment plan.

"There are too many patients, and the infectiousness of this disease is getting stronger and stronger. I can no longer be left to be treated at home. I want to gather all patients together and isolate them. This will facilitate me to take care of the patients. Those who are not sick will no longer have to bear the risk of being infected."

Although Pu Lanbin was ill, his mind was very clear, "Just do it."

Qin Muxiu also spoke, "Before isolating the patient, there is another important thing."

"you say."

"Those patients who die of illness must be cremated quickly."

Pu Lanbin nodded, "You are right. The corpse that dies of illness is the source of infection. If the spirit is stopped at home and the funeral is held, I am afraid I will not know how many people will be infected. I will send my orders and burn the bodies together immediately."

As soon as this order was issued, the families who had lost their loved ones could be said to be filled with grief.

"How can this be done? My old man worked hard all his life, but he didn't even allow a funeral to be handled!"

"My wife worked hard for this family for half her life and gave birth to three children. Did she even deprive her of the opportunity to let the children keep their mothers on their own?"

"We are not afraid of getting sick, we just want to send our loved ones away decently, can't we do it!"

Pu Lanbin was frowning when he heard this inside the house.

"Is this their own business? It's about the fate of a country!"

Qin Muxiu sighed softly, "Sir, they just lost their relatives."

Pu Lanbin could only sigh when he heard this.

After a moment of silence, he struggled to get up, "I'll go out and convince them."

Zhao Jiner quickly stopped him, "Sir, don't forget that you are also a patient now! If you are so troubled, your condition will worsen!"

"I have a strong foundation, so it's not in the way."

Qin Muxiu hit it, "You have a strong physical foundation, but you don't know that the villagers outside have a strong physical foundation."

Pu Lanbin realized that he was also a source of infection and was very upset for a moment.

"I'll go out and try to see if I can persuade them. If I can't persuade them, I can only use the power of the officials to suppress others." Qin Muxiu said jokingly.

Pu Lanbin smiled helplessly, "You kid, when is it time? I still have the mood to joke with you, sir."

After leaving the yard, I saw seven or eight excited villagers surrounded by the door.

As soon as he saw Qin Muxiu, he blushed and said with a rough neck, "Where is the county magistrate! Let's look for the county magistrate!"

"In order to control the epidemic, our county magistrate went to the countryside to guide epidemic prevention. Now he is also infected and is in bed resting." Qin Muxiu said lightly.

As soon as these words were spoken, the villagers were still excited and their voices couldn't help but lowered.

The county magistrate has been running around for patients in the village these days, and everyone sees the sincerity.

Now that he himself is sick, why are they confused for a moment and actually go outside his sickbed to make trouble?

"Is he serious, Lord County?"
Chapter completed!