Chapter 199: Plague, plot ahead
Nan Yuan frowned when she heard the word plague.
……plague.
This is a hassle.
Xiaotang was stunned after being frightened, "Yuanyuan, in the original world mainline, this plague obviously happened two months later, why is it so early?"
Nan Yuan: "Xiaotang, if you ask me, who should I ask?"
Little Candy bites his hand: Huh.
Jin se was about to approach to observe the woman's condition, but just as he took a step forward, Nan Yuan grabbed her wrist, "Don't rush forward, I suspect this is an epidemic."
Sugar: It was obviously the one who told Yuanyuan.
As soon as the word "epidemic" came out, Jinse hadn't reacted yet, and the people onlookers immediately changed their faces and suddenly took a few steps back.
"What? Epidemic? Oh my God, no!"
"I was very close to this woman just now, will I get sick from her?"
"The past two years have been good weather, how can an epidemic appear in a good situation?"
"This person must be talking nonsense! How could there be an epidemic in our county?"
Jinse also reacted with hindsight, and the epidemic in these populations is... the plague.
Her expression suddenly became serious, "Brother, if it is really an epidemic, you must isolate this woman as soon as possible. If you were close to this woman just now, it is best to isolate and observe for a while. If you let these people walk around randomly, the consequences will be at that time. Incredible!"
This is a town, the population is more mobile than those closed villages, and the virus spreads faster.
When the crowd of onlookers who were talking about heard this, they immediately scolded, "What kind of epidemic, we are not sick, you two should stop talking and confusing the crowd!"
Most of the people felt that the two people in front of them were talking nonsense. Although they were far away, they continued to watch the fun.
The nearby Langzhong hurried over with an apprentice.
"It's Doctor Zhao from Ji Shitang!" Someone revealed the identity of the person who came.
The forty-year-old Langzhong stepped forward to check it out, and immediately glanced at Nan Yuan, scolding: "What kind of epidemic, it's just nonsense! This is a common boil!"
When Jinse first saw it, he also thought it was a boil, but it was pus and festering, so it looked serious.
But if you look closely, you will see the difference.
Boils are relatively serious staphylococcal infections, also known as follicular abscesses. At first, they were just red indurations, and later they formed abscesses. After festering, there was pus. The number is in pieces, and if it occurs repeatedly, it is boils.
The pustules on the woman's face were festering and pus, and the pus was bloody. It was no longer a simple staphylococcus infection.
Na Langzhong said confidently: "I will give this woman some ointment for external application, and it will return to normal after applying it for half a month."
Lang Zhong's words made the people watching from afar relieved, and then these people turned their heads and began to scold the man who spread the rumors.
Nan Yuan was silent and asked Xiao Tang, "Are you sure this person's symptoms are the same as the plague that broke out two months later?"
Xiaotang said hesitantly: "My dad's handbook says that the symptoms of this plague are fever, nausea, and pustules, and it looks the same to me."
After Xiaotang said that, Nan Yuan was not sure.
There are many diseases in the world with similar symptoms.
Her silence made her seem guilty.
At this moment, Jinse approached him and whispered, "Brother, I don't think it's like a boil. I'll go and check this woman's forehead. If she's feverish, she'll be told by her brother nine times out of ten."
"I'll go." Nan Yuan stopped her, and asked her for a handkerchief to tie on her face, covering her mouth and nose, and borrowed a glove to put on her hand.
Nan Yuan stepped forward, probed the woman's forehead with her gloved hand, and said loudly, "This person is hot all over. This is either a boil or an epidemic."
Even through a layer of gloves, you can feel the scalding temperature.
Zhao Langzhong said displeasedly: "When the boil is serious, the patient will also have fever symptoms."
Nan Yuan looked at him blankly, "If there is an epidemic, will you be able to bear all the consequences?"
Even the mistress of luck can see the difference, that is, the plague is undoubtedly, Nan Yuan is very confident this time.
When Lang Zhong saw so many people watching, he immediately said loudly: "I would like to take this mother and child in for a few days, if I can cure the pustules on this woman's face, you are a big sin of spreading rumors and shaking the hearts of the people, and you must surrender to the yamen! "
As soon as these words came out, the surrounding people shouted aloud.
Nan Yuan: …
Why is the forty-year-old Lang Zhong also so middle school.
"Isolate the mother and child for treatment." Nan Yuan agreed to his request.
After a short pause, she added: "People who have been in contact with this woman today had better not walk around, otherwise, it is very likely that their relatives will also be infected with the epidemic."
"Stop cursing us, bah!"
An angry aunt spat here, almost spat on Nan Yuan's face.
Ren Dong immediately rushed forward and glared at the woman fiercely, "My son is unparalleled in medicine, you will suffer if you don't listen to him!"
"Honeysuckle, forget it." Nan Yuan was calm.
The fainted woman was taken by Lang Zhong to his Ji Shi Tang, and the onlookers scattered and went back to their homes.
Jinse looked worried, "Brother, if this woman is really an epidemic, then I am afraid that many of the people in this group have already contracted the disease. Shouldn't they just let them go?"
Nan Yuan's expression was light, "We can't stop it. Also, sometimes people will believe your words only when someone is dead."
Jinse frowned, "But then it's too late, many people will die."
"This is something that can't be helped." Nan Yuan's tone and expression were calm.
However, Jinse felt that he must be uncomfortable. This feeling of knowing what was going to happen but being unable to stop it was terrible.
However, Nan Yuan didn't feel bad because the master of luck thought too much.
This plague is destined to break out, she can't stop it, why is it uncomfortable?
"Go find an inn and stay..."
That night, Ji Shitang's apprentice in charge of taking care of the woman suddenly screamed in horror, "Dead, dead! Master Zhao, the person is dead—"
Zhao Langzhong kept saying that it was just a woman with boils, and he swallowed that night.
On the same day, the same pustules began to appear on the neck and face of the woman's eight or nine-year-old son.
Lang Zhong was so frightened that he fell to the ground, and only then did he realize the seriousness of the matter.
The county magistrate must be notified immediately, and patients suffering from the epidemic must be isolated immediately!
However, it was already too late.
However, within a few days, people in the city began to develop pustules, accompanied by symptoms such as dizziness, fever and nausea.
It only takes four or five days from the growth to the ulceration of the pustule, and once the pustule is ulcerated, it will not survive for two days.
That is to say, once a person begins to develop pustules, he can only live for six or seven days.
For a while, people in the county were panicked, and it was too late when the county magistrate ordered the closure of the city, and many people fled.
The epidemic is spreading uncontrollably, and the epidemic is getting worse and worse.