A retired aunt traveled through time and space, and her daughter became rich!

The young steward's eyes sparkled with surprise, "Young Master and his wife, they moved to Willow Lane..."

Willow Lane is not far from Qingshui Lane, just three streets away.

Aunt Su nodded and said, "If the young master has a fever again, you can take the pills again, but only once a day."

"I'll go see the young master tomorrow morning, is that okay?"

The purpose of the young steward coming here was not actually to seek treatment.

But the young master was suffering from a serious disease, and the old lady of the Lin residence was not a doctor, so he did not dare to speak rashly.

It would be a different matter if the old lady herself was willing to go and see it.

Aunt Su followed the steward to Willow Lane. After returning, she told everyone to check the front and back of the house carefully, put more mugwort and mugwort ropes to fumigate the house and yard, and be careful not to get bitten by the flower-legged mosquitoes.

If you are really bitten, you must clean it thoroughly and it is best to let some of the poisonous blood out.

Madam Jiao asked hesitantly, "Madam, could it be that the young master of the Ding family was bitten by a mosquito?"

No, this mosquito bites people every year. It can't be that it is poisonous just this year, right?

Aunt Su seemed to be thinking about something. "I guess it has something to do with mosquitoes... I also went to see the young master of the Ding family and asked him a few questions... It turns out that before the young master fell ill, he was bitten by a flower-legged mosquito, and the bites left several lumps!"

The young man from outside the province, delicate and naughty, ran around the garden when he returned to his hometown. But he ran to the lotus pond to feed the fish and got bitten by a flower-legged mosquito.

The little guy's skin was so tender that he got several big red bumps on his feet. He was afraid of being scolded by his mother, so he didn't dare to say a word.

The result was good. He developed a fever the next day.

The servants who served him didn't know the cause, and when the doctors asked, they couldn't explain it.

Can doctors only treat it as a cold?

When Aunt Su went to see the young master, she naturally didn't dare to get too close and also wore a mask.

The little guy had rashes all over his body, and his hands were wrapped with cloth strips for fear that he would scratch himself. He couldn't scratch himself, and his whole body was itchy, with tears in his eyes, looking pitiful.

She asked a few questions, and when she heard the little guy say that his wrists and ankles also hurt, she felt that this illness might be unusual.

Just ask him if he had seen mice or rabbits or been bitten by mosquitoes before he fell ill.

This question, won't you ask it?

However, even if they found out that the disease was related to mosquitoes, the two doctors who were invited did not have any special solutions. They could only use some anti-itching prescriptions to make potion, and use it for wet compresses on the young master to relieve the itching.

Aunt Su said goodbye to Mrs. He and hurried back home.

He had to change the outer coat he was wearing quickly, took a shower, gave some instructions to everyone, and then went into the bedroom.

Originally, she would have a video call with Su Juanjuan at around 8 o'clock every day.

She had an urgent matter today, but there was no way she could call in advance. Aunt Su was really anxious.

She took out a small notebook and listed the highlights of today's conversation.

That's because I'm afraid of forgetting something.

Mosquitoes spreading viruses is no joke!

After finally seeing the time reaching eight o'clock, Aunt Su quickly dialed the number.

The phone rang several times before it was connected.

Su Juanjuan on the screen had messy hair and dull eyes.

Aunt Su was startled.

"Hei Ya! What happened?"

"Hey, don't force yourself to write that novel if you can't finish it. Try to combine work with rest. You don't need money now, do you?"

She knew that although Su Heiya had been writing online novels for many years and was considered a veteran writer, when she encountered a writer's block, she would still pull her hair, drink coffee, and her thoughts would be blocked. Wasn't that what Su Heiya looked like at that time?

Su Heiya burst out laughing.

"Mom, you are so good at imagining things! It's not that I can't write it! It's just that I wrote it too smoothly, so I typed a few extra words, so it looks like it was hollowed out!"

"That's fine."

After hearing this, Aunt Su felt relieved.

"Hey, I have something serious to tell you! Where's your tablet? Give it to me and help me look up some information."

Su Juanjuan was stunned for a moment, "Ah? What's going on? Why are you so serious?"

Although he said that, he didn't waste any time. He took the tablet and opened the browser.

Aunt Su told her about the young master's previous situation.

"I feel like this is some mosquito-borne disease. Can you check online based on the symptoms and see which one it is most likely to be? Is there any specific medicine?"

If it really was an epidemic spread by mosquitoes, she would have to warn everyone earlier so that they wouldn't fall victim to it.

If things really don't work, she can just take these people to hide in the countryside.

Su Juanjuan searched based on these symptoms.

I actually found two or three types.

"Mom, among the diseases I searched for, there is a D virus hemorrhagic fever, which is very similar to what you said, and it is indeed transmitted by mosquitoes. But I see that the traditional epidemic area of ​​this D virus hemorrhagic fever is mainly in the subtropics, but it does not include Tongcheng!"

After all, the city in the world that Aunt Su traveled to was also called Tongcheng.

"Hey, although they are both called Tongcheng, their geographical locations may not be the same. Besides, the time and space are also different. Maybe the climate here is just hotter!"

Besides, the weather in Tongcheng this year is indeed hotter than in previous years.

"Okay, let's assume it's really this D virus hemorrhagic fever. Mom, there are two key pieces of information, one good and one bad. Which one do you want to hear first?"

"Of course it is good."

"Mom, this disease has a low mortality rate, probably around 8%."

"Oh, that's... not really. Eight percent is not considered a high mortality rate!"

"Oh, Mom, that depends on what you compare it with. The Ebola virus is 90 percent! The plague virus is 50 percent!"

Aunt Su shook her head. "Okay, tell me the bad news."

Good news is so depressing, I hope the bad news can be the opposite.

"Oh, it's this disease. There's no specific medicine for it."

Aunt Su was stunned. "Ah? What if there is no effective medicine? Just let people bear it?"

Isn't this a matter of life and death?

She said she wanted to travel to ancient times, but she happened to encounter an epidemic. Isn't that tragic?

"Then you don't have to just bear it. No matter which stage you've reached, you can just take care of yourself and take medicine according to the symptoms."

"For example, when you have a fever, you can find ways to reduce the temperature physically or take antipyretics orally. When you have a rash, you can take some anti-allergic drugs and eat more liquid food. When you are in pain, you can relieve the pain. When you are in the bleeding stage, you can stop the bleeding..."

Aunt Su shuddered when she heard this.

"Bleeding?"