Nine people were already sick. Unexpectedly, most of them now have fevers, and they are all quarantined at home.
The people with fever once again lived under another roof. Because they were afraid that these patients would be cold, An Shuyao donated another 100 kilograms of charcoal to keep the villagers warm.
Mu Qingchen looked at the medicinal materials and was worried. Although these medicinal materials could cure the plague, the quantity was limited after all. With so many cases added at once, it was simply not enough for them to drink for three days.
An Shuyao said that this prescription is warming and nourishing, and it will be cured slowly after fifteen days of treatment.
Seeing An Shuyao coming out, Mu Qingchen hurriedly greeted her: "What should we do now?"
An Shuyao looked at the gloomy sky. The snow stopped for a while, but it might fall again next moment. She sighed slightly: "It would be great if we could contact Anhetang. Doctor Sun's medicine hall should be
Those of us who have medicinal materials are far from enough, and I can't guarantee whether there will be new patients tomorrow."
The most worrisome thing is these unknowns. As long as a normal person survives three days without fever, he is generally not infected. If he has a fever, it is the worst thing.
The people of the An family have been busy making medicine at home for the past two days. Because the villagers are isolated, the porridge is also made by the An family. During this time, the whole family is so busy that they can't even touch the ground.
Although Aunt Lin came to Anjia to seek refuge, the whole family was alone in a room and could not be released until three days later.
Because the kitchen was small, everyone simply built a temporary shed in the yard. Even An's mother lit the fire, while Ning Qianrou was assigned to wash rice.
In such a cold weather, she was going to cook in ice water for these untouchables?
What is her status? Do these people deserve to be served by her?
But she was a little scared. She looked at the figure of An Mingjin not far away. Ever since he could walk, he had been walking with the help of crutches. He was simply holding firewood, and then went back to the house.
Carry water.
An Hao followed him, his face flushed, holding firewood in his hands.
The more she looks at An Hao, the less happy she becomes. If she hadn't been reluctant to let go of her son and An Mingjin, she wouldn't be here.
There is also An Mingjin, who is so stupid that she doesn't know how to enjoy a good life, so she has to suffer with this group of people. Her family is not bad in Beijing, and she is not afraid that An Mingjin will not find anything to do.
The more she thought about it, the worse Ning Qianrou felt. She thought they could make a comeback, but ended up relying on An Shuyao's small shop?
In this winter, they were frugal, but on the other hand, they had to donate so many things, completely regardless of their own lives. Ning Qianrou felt that An Shuyao was too selfish.
"Mother, these are all brought here by Haohao."
Hearing An Hao's voice, Ning Qianrou came back to her senses. She looked at a small handful of firewood on the ground and frowned slightly. When she met An Mingjin's eyes, Ning Qianrou raised a stiff smile at the corner of her mouth.
Smile: "Haoer is awesome."
Encouraged by his own mother, An Hao moved even harder. He ran to An Mingjin and said excitedly: "Dad, my mother praised me."
An Mingjin touched his soft black hair with a big palm, with a gentle smile on his face: "Then Hao'er will move more. You see, your seventh uncle can move as tall as one person."
An Hao ran away happily. An Mingjin looked at Ning Qianrou's back, her eyes darkened.
He looked at his legs that were not yet ready and sighed softly.
at night
Everyone after a busy day takes a break.
An Shuyao was so busy that her back ached. When she stepped into the door, she saw Lu Jin sitting in the room with no expression.
She paused in her steps, and when she met his eyes, she subconsciously felt guilty. After realizing it, she raised her head and stood up, feeling confident.
She was so guilty and she didn't do anything!
She closed the door and looked for a topic: "Ah, it's so cold outside, but it's still warm inside. My husband, my hands are all red from the cold."
An Shuyao said and showed Lu Jin his hands. In the past, Lu Jin assigned her to warm her hands, but now he just drank hot tea. Not only did he not show any signs, but he also regarded her as a transparent person?
An Shuyao: "!!!"
It’s over, the emotional crisis is coming!
She took off the hat on her head and took off her cloak. She felt much more relaxed: "Ms. sir, where have you been today? Why didn't I see you?"
Lu Jin put down the tea cup and said in a cold voice: "Why do you care where I am? Just take care of yourself."
An Shuyao coughed awkwardly, and then remembered that she really didn't seem to pay attention to what Lu Jin was doing.
She was busy matching medicinal materials with Mu Qingchen, trying to find a formula with good curative effect and quick effect.
However, it is still difficult to create new prescriptions, which require multiple trials.
She pulled a stool and sat next to him, holding his hand: "Mr.
Lu Jin took his hand out and moved a little further away from An Shuyao. An Shuyao blinked in grievance: "Ms. sir, I'm doing a good deed to save people. Don't be angry with me. I promise I won't ignore you tomorrow."
."
Lu Jin's pale amber eyes stared closely at her fair little face. She had lost a lot of weight, her face was pale, and she looked tired.
He stood up and said, "An Shuyao, I don't care if you ignore me or not, and I don't care about the lives of the people in the village." He paused because he saw An Shuyao's red eyes, and that's all the cruel words he wanted to say.
Hold it back.
Okay, you can’t scold her, hit her, and see her cry!
He pulled her into his arms and kissed her ferociously on the lips, making An Shuyao groan in pain.
"You clearly know that the only one I care about is you. You are not fully recovered and have been running around in the snow all day. How can you make me feel relieved? I really want to find a chain to lock you in the house so that you can't go anywhere.
Can’t go!”
An Shuyao touched the corners of his mouth in grievance: "Who would have thought that a plague would suddenly be rampant in the village and there would be no food. It would be great if someone from the county could come to help. However, the mountains are blocked by heavy snow. We can only save ourselves. If I don't help the villagers
, they will all die."
Lu Jin let out a breath, then let go of her and walked out of the room. An Shuyao was stunned for a moment and chased her a few steps: "Mr., where are you going?"
However, Lu Jin ignored her. The cold wind swept into the warm room, and An Shuyao couldn't help but shiver.
After waiting for a while, An Shuyao angrily closed the door tightly when she saw that this bitch man had really left her behind.
What did he do to her? These things were done intentionally by his good brother, and his purpose was to use natural disasters to solve them.
The more An Shuyao thought about it, the angrier she became. After calming down for a while, he hesitated whether to go find Lu Jin. It was so cold outside, so he wouldn't freeze to death by then.
An Shuyao went to open the door again, and bumped into Lu Jin, who was holding hot potion. Lu Jin's face was still cold. He walked into the room, turned back to An Shuyao and said, "Come here."