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"This is easy. I just bought a yard with four entrances and four exits. You can move in."

County Magistrate Leng said to Gao Zhijun.

"Thank you, magistrate. Please ask someone to bring my people into the city and take them to the courtyard. Please take me to see the sick people and see what kind of plague it is."

Now that the villagers had a place to live, Gao Zhijun felt relieved and wanted to find out what kind of plague it was.

"I'll ask the master to make the arrangements. I'll take Miss Gao to see the sick people."

After County Magistrate Leng finished speaking, he went out to instruct his legal advisor and asked the coachman to wait at the gate of the yamen with the carriage.

County Magistrate Leng took Gao Zhijun and Huo Jinqian on a carriage and came to a small village in the suburbs.

"Sir, you are here, please come in!"

A fifty-year-old man saw County Magistrate Leng and excitedly invited him to come in and sit down.

"Yang Laosan, this is the female doctor I invited to treat Dabao."

County Magistrate Leng pointed at Gao Zhijun and said.

"Doctor, please come in."

Yang Laosan said to Gao Zhijun enthusiastically.

"Wait a minute, let's put on our masks first."

After Gao Zhijun finished speaking, she took out three masks from her sleeves, put one on herself, put one on Huo Jinqian, and gave one to County Magistrate Leng.

County Magistrate Leng didn't know how to wear it, so Huo Jinqian demonstrated to him and taught him until he learned it.

Gao Zhijun put on a mask and followed Yang Laosan in.

She could see that Yang Laosan was a little unhappy, probably because she was wearing a mask.

The patient is a five-year-old boy named Dabao, who is coughing occasionally.

Gao Zhijun touched his forehead and found that his temperature was a little high, around 38 degrees.

Then he took his pulse and found out it was plague.

However, it is not the plague, which is not very contagious.

"My lord, it's a plague, they must be isolated! They must also be isolated, but separately from Dabao.

This village must be isolated, and the villagers who have had contact with their family must be isolated. If they are not infected now, they will be infected soon."

Gao Zhijun told County Magistrate Leng and ordered him to take measures.

"What? Plague?"

When he actually heard about the plague, County Magistrate Leng was still terrified. If it was really a plague and could not be cured, Qingyang County would probably be burned down and all the people in the county would die.

"Sir, no, Dabao can't be the plague. Please investigate."

"Yes, this female doctor is very young and must be unskilled. She is talking nonsense."

"Sir, the doctor from Renshou Hall came to see me before, but he couldn't tell it was the plague. This female doctor must be talking nonsense."

The Yang family refused to believe that Dabao had contracted the plague.

Older people all know how terrible the plague is. It burns down villages and cities.

The reason they refused to admit it was that they were afraid that Dabao had contracted the plague and that their family or their village would suffer a devastating disaster and be burned to death.

They don't know that whether they admit it or not, the plague is the plague. It doesn't disappear just because their family denies it. They are just deceiving themselves.

“I don’t care what you think, it is a fact that Dabao has contracted the plague.

If you don't want Dabao to die, don't want you to die, and don't want the villagers to be buried with you, you'd better do as I say. I have a way to cure the plague."

Gao Zhijun knew that ancient people were afraid of the plague, but no matter how afraid they were, they had to treat the plague. No matter what they thought, they had to treat it.

"What? You can cure the plague, are you kidding me?

Since ancient times, no one has ever cured the plague, and the best result is burning villages, towns, and cities."

"Sir, do you want to trust a little girl who is still wet behind the ears? Do you want to burn our entire village to death?"

The people of the Yang family were aggressive and were all blaming Gao Zhijun.

"This this……"

County Magistrate Leng was in a dilemma and didn't know what to say.

If it really is a plague and there is no way to cure it, the village will definitely be burned down.

Seeing that County Magistrate Leng was silent, Yang Lao San took advantage of his seniority and shouted angrily: "Sir, do you want to burn us to death? Do you want to use our lives to gain political achievements?"

"That's enough! You are blackmailing me morally!

I know you are sad and scared, but this is no excuse for you to be unreasonable and talk nonsense. "

"I told you I would cure Dabao and the plague, why don't you believe me?"

“Yes, I am young, but who says that young people cannot be good at medicine?

Who says that older people are, better medical skills are?

Can't the disciple surpass the master?

Just because the plague couldn’t be cured before doesn’t mean I can’t cure it.

Medical skills are acquired through the accumulation of experience from generation to generation and through many attempts.”

"If you continue to act recklessly and disobey my instructions, I will not treat Dabao anymore and will leave you two together to fend for yourselves."

Gao Zhijun was really angry this time. She had seen medical disputes before, but she had never seen such difficult family members of patients. She was accused of not being able to cure the disease before she even started treating it. It was really weird.

No one in the Yang family knew how to respond to Gao Zhijun's words.

They didn't mean to target a little girl; they just were frightened by the plague.

If it was really a plague, their family would really be extinct, and even their village and their clan would no longer exist. From then on, there would no longer be a Yangjiazhuang in the world, and their clan would have no successors and no descendants.

“Girl, can you really cure Dabao and the plague?

If you can cure Dabao, you will be our great benefactor and we will do anything you ask us to do. "

When Yang Laosan heard Gao Zhijun's words, he seemed to see hope.

If she could really cure Dabao and cure the plague, their Yangjiazhuang would not have to face the risk of the village being burned down.