While Ming Lanruo was taking her pulse, she looked around and saw that all the windows were closed, and there was a strange smell in the room.
She frowned: "Go and open the window!"
"But, what if the plague comes in..." A Miao doctor couldn't help but object.
Ming Lanruo turned to Chief Mu Kai and said rudely: "I agree to your prerequisite for treating Duoning. Everything will be treated according to my method. If you don't agree, I will have no choice but to not treat him."
The stink is so stifling. Is it because I'm afraid it won't attract mosquitoes, or because it's not enough because Duoning can't breathe easily, so let's suffocate her faster.
When Chief Mu Kai heard this, he could only immediately say to the Miao doctor: "Open the window!"
Ming Lanruo asked Jing Ming to help her turn Duoning's body while checking the other person's body surface——
"I have already said that malaria is transmitted through mosquitoes, not malaria!"
“Those malaria-laden places tend to breed mosquitoes, so people who go there will get malaria if they are bitten!”
Sure enough, she found at least seven or eight mosquito bite marks on Duoning's back and waist.
She frowned and said coldly: "She really didn't listen to advice. You gave her cinchona soup, but it didn't work?"
Doctor Miao on the side held back his anger and said in a low voice: "Yes, this is actually not the first time that Saint Dorin has fallen ill."
"The last time was ten days ago. She took cinchona soup and she recovered quickly. I don't know why she got infected again this time... the cinchona medicine was useless."
He paused and said, "And it's not just Saint Dorin. If other infected people have had malaria before, if they are infected for the second or third time, the effect of taking the medicine will not seem to be as good as before."
Ming Lanruo said coldly: "That's because you used this drug without restraint and indiscriminately, and gradually the malaria virus adapted to this drug!"
When Mr. Tang was studying malaria with her in Beijing early in the morning, he reminded her that once this drug is abused, its effect will become worse with repeated use.
She is very cautious when using medicine.
When she saw Duoning unscrupulously abusing drugs in order to seize the credit for becoming the Gu Miao Saint, she knew——
The situation where Cinchona is not effective as mentioned by Mr. Tang is very likely to happen!
Ming Lanruo fed Duoning a pill and asked someone to write down the prescription she gave him.
"You really don't need cinchona?" Mu Kai looked at the prescription, a little dazed.
Ming Lanruo said calmly: "The Cinchona medicine has no effect on her, what else should I use it for?"
Cinchona begins to fail, the weather gets hotter, mosquitoes become rampant, and malaria is bound to return.
Fortunately, I had people purchase a large amount of medicinal materials such as Artemisia annua and Artemisia annua in the Central Plains, and together with Mr. Tang, I made a prescription for future use!
"..." Mu Kai was retorted, and he didn't have much to say. He just ordered someone to suggest brewing and preparing medicine.
On the third day, although Duoning did not wake up, her fever subsided and she no longer moaned in pain.
Medical officer Miao who was attending her said that her condition was improving.
Chief Chief Mu Kai and his wife could not help but be extremely excited, their only daughter was saved!
Mrs. Tusi couldn't help wiping away her tears: "That's great. As expected, Saint Lanruo is really capable. Duoning is really... ugh!"
I listened to the words of Saint Lanruo and wore more clothes, how could I have suffered so much!
In terms of ability, magnanimity, and mind, how can my own daughter be worthy of competing with the other party?
Moreover, the holy girl also has a sacred object like the Spider King on her body.
Mu Kai's face was complicated and a little embarrassed when he heard his wife's "holy girl" call -
"Tell Duoning what you said when she wakes up. I don't even know how to comfort her now!"
Mrs. Tusi rolled her eyes at him angrily: "Duoning is just spoiled by you. Okay, I'll have someone send a message to Saint Lanruo to tell her that Duoning's fever has gone away!"
This time her daughter's life was saved, and she was even more convinced of Ming Lanruo!
"Where did that woman go? Shouldn't she just stay in the mansion and take care of Duoning?" Chief Mu Kai was a little unhappy.
He even risked his daughter's rage and agreed to admit that she was a saint, yet he still didn't care about taking care of his daughter!
But Mrs. Tusi sneered rudely: "Saint Lanruo said that Duoning's life is not in danger, and since she is a saint, she is a saint who belongs to everyone!"
She also loved her daughter, but other people also had children and needed saints with excellent medical skills.
Mu Kai was helpless: "Okay, I'll listen to you."
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"Saint Lanruo, it's getting hot, take a rest, take a rest!"
"Holy girl, this is the brown sugar ice powder made by my grandma. Try it, it will relieve the heat!"
"And my glutinous rice cake! I just made it this morning!"
Ming Lanruo returned to the city from a large village with a tired look on his face.
I saw many people from Baishui City carrying things spontaneously, and even built a pavilion for her at the city gate.
"Thank you, folks. I have to visit patients nearby in the afternoon, and I just have lunch."
She took the ice powder with a smile and touched the head of a little Miao baby.
Ever since Duoning contracted malaria and fell into coma, she was responsible for sending people to treat the entire Baishui City and the surrounding villages within a few hundred meters.
"Holy Maiden Lanruo, you have to take care of your health and don't get sick like Duoning!" the woman holding the baby said worriedly.
Others echoed: "Yes, Saint, you are our only hope for curing malaria!"
When the people of Baishui City discovered that their saint could not save themselves, it was Ming Lanruo, the outside saint, who could cure them.
Ming Lanruocai is the name of the true saint sent by the great god Chi You. With her prescriptions, detailed measures to eliminate mosquitoes spread to the three southwestern provinces.
She is superior to the Saint of Donin. She never puts on airs and makes people sincerely convinced.
"Don't worry, everyone, I will pay attention to what's in my body. Everyone should use mosquito nets and mosquito fumigants, and try not to go to places where there are many mosquitoes!"
Ming Lanruo explained to everyone again.
Chu Yuanbai looked at Ming Lanruo with a smile, his mood was inexplicably gentle.
Sister, if she is Princess Jingnan, she must be a very good princess.
At this time, a Gu guard suddenly rushed over and whispered a few words in his ear.
Chu Yuanbai's face became solemn, and he immediately summoned Ming Lanruo to a place where there was no one around.
"What's wrong? Xiaobai." Ming Lanruo handed him a bowl of ice powder.
But Chu Yuanbai's face was not so good: "There was a big riot at the junction of Chengshan and Shu. The Miao people and the Han people fought with weapons."
"
It is said that some Miao people introduced malaria into Shu, and many people died. I have to take people to see it!"
Ming Lanruo had a bad premonition after hearing this, but she still said: "Go ahead, but be careful not to fall into someone else's trap."
There is something strange about this matter.
Chu Yuanbai narrowed his eyes: "I also think that sister, you must be careful. If this is a plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain, I'm afraid someone will attack you."
Ming Lanruo nodded: "Don't worry, I know what's going on. You can leave as soon as possible."
Chu Yuanbai looked at Ming Lanruo, suddenly held her snow-white slender palm, and wanted to hug her: "Sister, take care of yourself - ouch!"
Before he could hold Ming Lanruo, he was suddenly knocked over and splashed with water.
Chu Yuanbai almost fell down and jumped up. Seeing that he was covered in sewage, he was so angry that he yelled at the other party: "You don't have eyesight!"
"Yes...I'm sorry."
The young man who bumped into Chu Yuanbai looked up and his appearance immediately stunned Ming Lanruo.
The young man wore a gray Han Chinese straight-fitting commoner. He looked no older than twenty years old. He had red lips, white teeth, and handsome features. He looked like a typical weak scholar from the south of the Yangtze River.