In fact, this kind of epidemic has been artificially exaggerated. It is not just a plague, but there are many mixed together. For example, the government does not know that the so-called plague is transmitted by mosquitoes and isolates the patient. Where did the patients appear, and immediately quarantine several streets and alleys.

In this way, people in the quarantine area will inevitably be panic and insufficient supplies. Once they get infected, not to mention treatment, ordinary people dare not approach them. They are afraid that they don’t even have to drink saliva. Those who can be rescued will be dragged to death like this. They should not have been infected, but they must be infected in this environment. The more people infected, the greater the panic, the greater the panic, and the more casualties.

"This is ancient times." Chen Kaizhi shook his head in his heart. His mentor obviously had symptoms of dengue emergency and could no longer delay.

Chen Kaiyi said to Uncle Wucai with a serious face: "Go and get the medicine quickly. I know a prescription, and all these medicines must be prepared."

Uncle Wucai couldn't help but say, "Kaizhi, do you understand medical skills?"

Chen Kaizhi knew that this uncle was actually questioning him.

At this time, people must be convinced: "Uncle Master, I had a dream last night that I could save my teacher. Do you believe it?"

"Ah..." Uncle Wucai was slightly stunned.

This is called the right medicine. If Chen Kaizhi said that he understood medical skills, his talented uncle might not be convinced, because there are many people who understand medical skills. In this era, all scholars understand some medical skills.

But if you send a dream, it will be different. This is a miracle. Most people like the master believe this.

"Huh?" Uncle Wucai seemed to understand the meaning of Chen Kaizhi's words and looked at him suspiciously.

Chen Kai's face was not red and his heart was not beating. This was the instinct of being in the society. To talk lies, you must even believe in yourself. The false must be like the real one. He said righteously: "At night, I dreamed of the Supreme Master, who said that I couldn't bear to have a thousand miles of the vast land in the south of the Yangtze River. I gave me a good prescription and taught me to save the people. Now I will save my teacher first, don't talk too much, it will be too late."

Of course, Uncle Wucai didn't dare to believe it all, but now he is also in the epidemic area and has been spending his days in panic. Chen Kaizhi's words are nothing more than a life-saving straw for him.

After hesitating for a moment, he hurriedly said, "You prescribe the prescription and I'll take the medicine."

Chen Kaizhi did not neglect, so he directly laid paper on the spot and wrote down the prescription. He vaguely remembered some of these prescriptions, but they were all Chinese medicines that he had read in his last life. They had a very good memory and could never forget them. Naturally, he had long remembered them.

After writing the prescription, I said, "You go to Anfang to decoct the medicine quickly. I will prepare hot water. Oh, bring a towel."

People with dengue fever must reduce the cooling and dissipate heat and also need ventilation.

But because it is an infectious disease, this era is often treated with isolation. Patients are covered in a dense and ventilated room, which in turn aggravates the condition and causes the mortality rate to soar.

Chen Kaizhi looked very confident, which forced his uncle to believe it.

Chen Kaizhi ignored him and quickly opened the doors and windows. Then he went to drill the well water, soaked it with a cloth, applied it to his mentor's forehead, and boiled boiling water at the same time. When it was cooled down, he put it on his mentor's back. As for the bedding, he opened it all. Even Chen Kaizhi was a little hesitant at first, but after thinking about it carefully, this was half of his father, so he took off his clothes directly. Mr. Fang still had some sober consciousness and couldn't help but say, "What are you...what are you going to do?"

Chen Kaizhi suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment, haha, my buddy is also someone who has stripped his mentor's clothes.

Although I thought about it this way, I was not relieved, because Chen Kaizhi didn’t know if this method was useful. However, the only thing that made Chen Kaizhi glad was that this plague was just dengue fever. It was better to say that this plague was not a natural disaster. When Uncle Fang decocted the medicine, he personally fed it to his mentor.

He waited for his mentor to go to bed, and when Chen Kaizhi raised his head, he felt exhausted.

Uncle Wucai didn't dare to get close to the bed, for fear of being infected. Instead, Chen Kaizhi had a lot of contact with his brother. Uncle Wucai looked at Chen Kaizhi like a monster, and couldn't help but ask, "How about it, what else do you need to do?"

"No need." Chen Kaizhi shook his head and said, "Uncle Master, you have to send some news now. There are hundreds or thousands of people in this epidemic area. Tell them that I am treating my mentor."

"This..." Uncle Fang was a little afraid and said stutteringly: "Just cure your brother, why bother to cause trouble?"

Chen Kaizhi pulled his face down and said, "Uncle Master, I always give in to you because you are my elder, but now it is an extraordinary time, but you cannot do it at will."

Seeing that my uncle was still unmoved, Chen Kaizhi sternly said: "Uncle Master, saving others means saving yourself! Don't say anything about saving the world or caring for the people. I'll ask you, even if my teacher is cured, this is an epidemic area, and there are officers and soldiers and servants outside. Anyone who wants to go out, no matter who has taken a step, has thousands of arrows pierced the heart. Does Uncle Master think that even if he has not caught a disease or has recovered from the illness, can he go out?"

Uncle Wucai was stunned for a moment, but he had to admit that Chen Kaizhi's words did remind him, yes, he was not infected, but can he leave?

"At this time, you must unite and live a life too early. You can go quickly and inform a dozen families to know. This is just a few neighbors and will spread soon. Now... I'm waiting for the effect of my mentor."

Uncle Wucai had to forcefully nod.

Chen Kaizhi looked back at Mr. Fang, and couldn't help but feel sweaty. Now, it's all about tonight.

If you can survive tonight, you can save your teacher and many people here. At the same time... you will have a chance to avenge your revenge!

He was a person who couldn't rest. Instead of sitting here and waiting, he might as well find something to do to divert his attention. So he let Mr. Fang sleep here, but he went to the study to find a few books and recited them in a low voice.

Mr. Fang's books are all of them, all of which are excellent. Chen Kaizhi did not expect that his mentor had hidden so many treasures. At first, he was still impatient, but after reading them carefully, he became completely selfless.

Unconsciously, it was late at night, and the oil lamps in the room were rising, but outside the window, he could not see his fingers. Chen Kaizhi stared out the window and saw the bright moon in the sky. He suddenly thought that the Mid-Autumn Festival seemed to be coming, so he looked up at the bright moon and thought about his hometown. Where is his hometown?

This place... is his hometown. Chen Kaizhi realized that at this time, there were already more people who he cared about here, and some of them could not be given up.

He turned back to the edge of the desk, spread a piece of white paper, took the pen and dipped it ink, and danced on the paper. In a moment, under the several moonlight and oil lamps that fell from the open doors and windows, a line of words with undry traces remained here: "There will be a time when the wind and waves will be broken, and the clouds will hang across the sea."

When the morning light was just beginning to reveal, Chen Kaizhi, who was lying on the desk, suddenly raised his eyes. He could no longer remember when he slept last night. He walked towards the couch like a conditioned reflex and tried the temperature on his teacher's forehead.

The fever has subsided...

The breathing... seems to be much more even than that.

call……

Chen Kaizhi let out a deep breath, his body trembling slightly...

He was indeed very excited because the prescription was obviously effective!
Chapter completed!