Jiang Hexi complained in a angrily voice: "I don't have any courage at all, so I'm still the general."
Huo Chenxuan looked at Jiang Hexi helplessly: "Do you think I'm easy? Now the emperor seems to be a little hot and lazy, and he doesn't say a few more words to me. How can I, a general who leads the army, ask about the emperor's health?"
Jiang Hexi looked at him coldly and continued to work on his own affairs.
The plague began to spread on the streets. They all said that the plague did not have much signs, but it was a little weak at the beginning and then had fever. After a few days, the disease broke out and it was hopeless.
He died.
Jiang Hexi asked if there was any cold and hot or twitching all over. Some people nodded, and Jiang Hexi probably inferred that this was a disease like malaria.
She looked through the medical books and found that there was no treatment plan for malaria at that time, so she boldly speculated that it was probably because no one knew about the treatment of malaria, so she was regarded as a terrifying plague.
She began to ask Jiang people where there were infected patients. Jiang people were so scared that their legs trembled, their hands shaking, and they looked at Jiang Hexi: "Look at Doctor Jiang, don't go to this muddy water. I heard that I just took a look at the patient,
They will be infected, let alone you go to take his pulse, look, listen, ask and cut."
Jiang Hexi frowned, looked at the person, and said helplessly: "If everyone is like you, wouldn't there be no treatment? Then no one will treat this disease and he himself was infected. In the end, it's not..."
She knew the consequences were serious, but she was unwilling to say them out for others to hear them, nor did she want to think of them.
The Jiangren carefully pointed to an alley called Ma Jiangya in the south of the city and said, "It's the Ma Jiangya Alley, an old man named Lao Sun's family. I heard that he was infected when he came out."
Jiang Hexi murmured in a low voice: "It's so good, why are you going to the palace?" However, he walked towards Majiangya Hutong with no choice.
When he walked into Uncle Sun's house, the doors and windows were closed tightly. Jiang Hexi felt a dull depression when he entered.
Uncle Sun seemed to know that he had a terminal illness. When he saw someone coming to treat him, he was as if he had seen a savior and grabbed Jiang Hexi's hand.
Jiang Hexi gently took his hand, then put it down, and smiled and said, "Uncle Sun, what are you doing? You haven't reached that point yet!"
Uncle Sun said intermittently: "Come on, come and save me, I, it's so hard!"
Jiang Hexi looked around and asked, "Are you so bored?"
Uncle Sun nodded and said, "Yes, even if he was so bored, he could hardly speak." Uncle Sun said, and couldn't help coughing twice.
Jiang Hexi quickly called Uncle Sun's wife and the child and said, "Wouldn't you suffocate Uncle Sun to death like this? The ventilation that patients need the most. Look, even if they are not sick, they will be suffocated."
Aunt Sun quickly said, "Oh, it was the same when I came back just now, but your doctor Jiang said that you should be isolated, otherwise we will all die, so we closed such a window."
As he said that, he looked at Jiang Hexi with an innocent look on his face.
Jiang Hexi smiled slightly and shook his head: "It's not wrong to isolate it, but the patient also needs fresh air. You are afraid of infection, just come here less."
After saying that, the windows in the room were opened.
She Ruiou walked up to Mr. Sun thoughtfully and asked, "Uncle Sun, what bug did you encounter in the palace?"
Uncle Sun took out a pussy on his hand and showed it to her: "That's it, look, when I entered the palace, I was accidentally bitten by a bug that fell from the tree, and then..."
Jiang Hexi nodded and smiled, "The cause of the disease has been found, and it turns out that it is a disease transmitted by insects."
Jiang Hexi immediately took out Baiyao, cleaned up the ulcerated area in Uncle Sun's hand, and then applied the medicine.
Then he said to Aunt Sun: "Now I'm sure that your Uncle Sun's plague is malaria. When it occurs, it's cold and hot all over, then it's numb and weak all over. Over time, you will lose weight and die of weight."
Uncle Sun looked at Jiang Hexi in surprise: "Doctor Jiang has been to the palace? How do you know that the disasters in the palace are like this?"
Jiang Hexi shook his head: "I haven't been there before, but I've heard people talk about this disease before. This disease is not so terrible, it's just easy to contagious and then causes panic."
Uncle Sun nodded and looked at Jiang Hexi: "You should ask the miracle doctor for more care. Even if it doesn't work, you can do it alive!"
Jiang Hexi smiled happily: "What kind of dead horse is used to treat a living horse? You are alive horses. Take the medicine three times and keep the medicine until the disease is cured!"
As he said that, he picked up the pen on the table and wrote down a prescription.
Although the characters I wrote are often criticized, the prescription is not written by any copybook, so I pay attention to writing it out.
Jiang Hexi returned to the mansion with hope. Miao Shizhen hurriedly pulled her and said, "Oh, my aunt, where have you been? I just heard them say you are asking about the patient's situation. You are not going to see the patient."
Bar?"
Jiang Hexi looked at Miao Shizhen's moral character. If he said he had gone to see a patient, he might have scared malaria and hurriedly said, "I just went out and walked around casually. Besides, there were not many people in this city.
Plague, where is it so easy to find."
Miao Shizhen nodded and comforted: "That's good, that's good. Don't act rashly before you are fully sure."
As he said that, he returned to the room and continued to write his own medical book.
In fact, Miao Shizhen was also secretly competing in his heart, hoping to know what kind of disease the plague outside was, and to prescribe the right medicine for himself.
Once the court has feelings, he will definitely help.
However, with his approach of working behind closed doors, it is probably difficult for even a smart person to know what kind of situation this disease is.
Jiang Hexi kept the prescription confidently. She knew that although the palace was blocked, there were still people coming and going in and out. Maybe when it crossed, the people in the city would cross it.
Infected.
At that time, let those infected people drink their own potions, treat them if they are sick, and prevent them without illness. I am afraid this is the best idea in the future.
She looked at the prescription and walked into the space to buy some medicines for malaria. She must really develop malaria.
Uncle Sun's illness was indeed cured by medicine, so that Hou Jiang Hexi's deeds of fighting the plague spread in the capital.