Others are fleeing famine, but I am a salted fish

Lin Xiaoyue was the type who would risk her life to fight against those who were crying so hard and had tears all over their faces. She just glanced at Doctor Qiao and walked away without saying anything.

She couldn't handle such a troublesome matter. Doctor Qiao was the doctor and he had the final say on whether to save the patient or not.

As the saying goes, a doctor is like a loving parent.

No one likes people who cause trouble for the doctor or those who are malicious. But when faced with a dying person begging for mercy, Dr. Qiao really can't just stand by and watch him die.

However, saving lives aside, Dr. Qiao still had to make arrangements with these families in advance.

First, he did not have enough medicinal materials at hand, and could not guarantee that he could cure people under the premise of shortage of medicines;

Second, he himself is employed by someone else and works for him, who provides him with meals. It is impossible for him to drag the patient along to eat and drink with him at the employer's home.

Those who stayed behind repeatedly expressed that they understood that it was extremely difficult to have a doctor's treatment, and they would never covet or be greedy for other things that did not belong to them.

Afterwards, Doctor Qiao asked Chun Xing to arrange these families in open spaces at a certain distance from each other, and not to place them too close to each other to avoid cross infection.

At the same time, Chun Xing was also asked to teach them how to make masks so that people who don't have symptoms can protect themselves first, to avoid a large number of people falling ill and having no one to help take care of them.

When the refugees saw Dr. Qiao nod in agreement, it was as if they had grasped their last straw. They stood up with their families and kowtowed to Dr. Qiao to express their gratitude.

Doctor Qiao waved his hand, indicating that this was not necessary.

It's such a late hour and we're still doing these empty formalities.

He asked Chun Xing to take the people to an open space and settle them down first, and he would get some things and go over to see these people.

Chun Xing nodded and went to make the arrangements. When he came back, Doctor Qiao checked all his people around him to make sure that no one had a sudden fever or any other problems. He then freed his hands and ran to the refugees who were coming later, carrying his small medical box.

Lin Xiaoyue saw it all but didn't say anything. However, seeing so many infected people coming here all of a sudden, her anxiety grew.

As if to confirm her concerns, after Dr. Qiao and Chun Xing came back, they hurriedly disinfected with alcohol and put on new masks, and then the group began to communicate.

The five refugee families all came from several villages along the border. Two of them were from the same village, and the other three were strangers who came here to seek medical treatment after seeing them drying medicinal herbs.

Chun Xing had a general understanding of the situations of several households and also had brief communication with everyone.

The two families came from the same village. One of the families had lost its husband a few years ago. The widow Guihua, along with her 13-year-old son Songbai and her parents-in-law, had a falling out with the villagers who wanted to seize their land.

So when they fled the famine, they did not travel with the villagers, but traveled together with the childless old widower who had helped their family next door.

Everything was going well, but the three elderly people drank dirty water and suffered from vomiting and diarrhea in the past few days. They also had a high fever last night.

But even so, she, a widow with a half-grown son, did not abandon the three elderly people on the road. Instead, she made them lie side by side on a cart and pushed it along the way, while she and her son carried all the luggage.

The situation of the other three households was not too good either.

One family was a 13- or 14-year-old girl, Xiaoqiao, whose entire family died in the earthquake. Her husband, Qiao Dewang, was a farmer in his early 30s who had fought with grain robbers the night before to protect grain but was beaten on the head with a stick because he was out of his strength. He is still unconscious and has a low-grade fever.

Another family was Wang Dashi, a widower whose wife had died. He came to ask for help with his father and mother, who were both delirious with fever. He said that he had seen his mother give water to a fellow villager who had a high fever, and within two days, he also had a fever.

The last family was a hunter named Lin Quanshui, who fled with his delicate wife from the city. His wife was kind-hearted and shared some dry food with refugees who fell down on the roadside due to hunger.

As a result, the man had some unknown strange disease and started biting anyone he saw. He bit the hunter's wife's hand so hard that it was broken and bleeding.

Although the hunter was angry and chased the madman away, his wife's wound was not treated properly. After a few days, the area around the wound began to swell and fester.

She started to have a low fever the evening before yesterday. The hunter used the strong liquor he carried with him to rub his wife's body to reduce her temperature. However, the next day, her temperature dropped within three hours and she started to have a fever again, and it kept coming back.

Until he heard someone shouting that there was a doctor over there, the hunter hurriedly pushed the cart and took his wife over for medical treatment.

Chun Xing felt sorry for these people when she talked about what they had gone through. Why did ordinary people have such a hard time?

Everyone felt uncomfortable and sighed, feeling very distressed.

But these days, every family has suffered a hardship and life is not easy for everyone, but the feelings of sadness and joy are not the same.

But soon, everyone had no time to sympathize with others because Doctor Qiao frowned and told everyone that the medicine he had was running low.

For a moment, everyone's heart sank. If there was not enough medicine, what would happen to those who had fallen ill?

In addition, they themselves have had direct or indirect contact with the fallen. Although they look fine now, who can guarantee that they will still be able to hold on tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?

Doctor Qiao did not shy away from the question and frankly told everyone that, based on the current stock of medicine, the full dose of the medicine was only enough for three doses for each collapsed patient. Of course, this included the patients from the five families seeking medical treatment.

Three doses. Even if one dose is boiled two or three times and the residue is thrown away, and the patient takes it three times a day, it is only enough to last for three days.

In other words, they will have to stop taking the medicine after three days.

This does not take into account whether someone else falls in the middle. If a few more fall, the stored medicine will be consumed even more.

Several women and children stammered and wanted to persuade Doctor Qiao to just ignore the refugees who came to his door. However, Chun Xing had just described the plight of those people so pitiful. Besides, they were just halfway friends, so how could they ask Doctor Qiao to turn them away and not help them...

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward, and everyone looked solemn and silent.

After a while, Doctor Qiao sighed heavily and said to Chun Xing, "Girl, I'll give you the prescription. You should prepare medicine for several people according to the prescription in the next few days. If you find that something is not right and you are not sure, you can call your grandfather Li to ask him how to adjust the prescription. I'm going to go to the nearby mountains and I may be able to pick some herbs for emergency use. This way..."

"No, sir, you can't go." Chun Xing interrupted Doctor Qiao before he could finish, shaking her head and refusing, "I'm only half-baked and I'm not ready to go out. This is an epidemic, not some other minor injury or pain. I can't do it alone.