Will we die...

Yan Ming's words made Mu Qing feel a little overwhelmed.

She clearly saw the fear of death in Yan Ming's eyes.

Maybe at his age he doesn't understand the meaning of death.

But even such a small child, although he was obviously very scared, took good care of Yan Che.

He huddled on the edge of the bed.

Mu Qing took Yan Ming's hand and gently wiped the tears from the child's face.

Mu Qing's eyes were distressed yet firm:

"No, we will all be alive and well. Look, there are people delivering medicine outside the house every day. That kid..."

Mu Qing pointed at the sleeping Xiao Feng and called him a different name:

"The child got better after taking the medicine. He no longer has a fever."

Mu Qing tried his best to comfort Yan Ming with examples around him, and sure enough, Yan Ming didn't feel so bad after hearing them.

After the third child in the room, Yan Ming, fell asleep, Mu Qing waited for Li Min to come and check on the room in the middle of the night.

Li Min had a hunched back. As an old man, he had been rushing at the front these days and had not slept for several days and nights.

When Mu Qing saw Li Min, he felt that Li Min seemed to have aged a lot. On weekdays, you could still see a few strands of black hair mixed in with the silver-white hair.

Perhaps the light was too dim, so Mu Qing found it difficult to see those black hairs.

After Li Min handed over a few account books, he closed the door.

He sat on the cement floor outside the house through the wooden door:

"Several clinics are running out of medicine."

"Not only the clinic, the medicine in the warehouse is almost gone."

Although Mu Qing asked, he used an affirmative tone.

Li Min remained silent.

Mu Qing picked up the conversation again:

“This time, the plague was cured entirely by Anping’s cold medicine.

You have done a great job, Mr. Li."

Mu Qing knew very well the guilt that Li Min and other doctors outside the clinic felt.

They felt guilty about not discovering the epidemic earlier so that it could have been brought under control sooner.

Li Min stared blankly at the moon in the sky which was gradually covered by clouds:

"People have started to die in the past few days. Three of them died. They were among the first group of patients infected."

"We have kept it secret for now, otherwise it will cause greater panic." Li Min said in a tired tone.

“You did the right thing.”

In ancient times, many people died from epidemics. Several days have passed and three people have died. If the medicine is not effective, more people may die.

Since Mu Qing learned about the rumor, he also knew that the people of Anping reacted strongly to the quarantine.

If the death data is released rashly, it will indeed cause panic.

However, we cannot keep it secret forever. We need to summarize the death toll and inform the people of Anping in the next few days.

So many people have died that it is impossible to keep it secret forever.

Mu Qing's symptoms are relatively mild and can basically be cured with early intervention. However, patients who do not actively seek medical treatment or take any measures are more likely to be in danger of life the longer they delay.

The few people who died in District Three were all people who had serious illnesses and did not choose to seek medical treatment. In addition, they were old, and the medicine they took was of little effect.

In the event of death in the quarantine area, the cause must also be notified.

Mu Qing knew that the plague could kill people, but when she heard what Li Min said, her eyes dimmed for a moment.

There are many records of plague in ancient times, and there are also many records of medicines for treating plague.

In ancient China, there were basically medical books and prescriptions for treating the plague during the years of plague.

Mu Qing wasn't sure if the prescription she knew was very different from the one Li Min knew.

She recited a few prescriptions from memory.

Li Min sat on the ground. As for the prescriptions that Mu Qing mentioned, some of them he was currently using, and there were many more prescriptions that Li Min had either seen in some miscellaneous books or had never heard of at all.

When Mu Qing heard this, he stood up from his squatting position.

"I heard these prescriptions. What do you think, Mr. Li?"

"The pharmacology is not mutually exclusive. Some of them seem to be able to clear away heat and dispel cold, but I haven't tried them, so I don't know their effects."

In traditional Chinese medicine, two or more medicines can be selectively combined for use according to different conditions and clinical differentiations, which is called compatibility.

The application of single herbs and the compatibility of drugs are summarized as "Seven Emotions".

Among the seven emotions' compatibility relationships, there are seven types: single action, mutual dependence, mutual use, mutual fear, mutual killing, mutual hatred, and opposite.

Using a single herb to treat a disease is called single action, such as ginseng to treat Qi deficiency and impotence.

Mutual need generally refers to the combination of two medicines with the same or similar properties and effects to enhance the therapeutic effect.

For example, ephedra combined with cinnamon twig can enhance the effect of sweating, relieving exterior symptoms, expelling wind and cold.

Li Min’s prescriptions use a lot of mutually dependent combinations of ingredients.

Although the several prescriptions mentioned by Mu Qing are rare, they all conform to the relationship between the seven emotions.

“You can try these recipes.

It can be used by seriously ill people.”

Mu Qing said through the wooden door.

The prescription is monotonous, and the medicinal materials for wind-cold are easily used up. When there is almost no medicine left, you can try Mu Qing's prescriptions.

Generally speaking, these prescriptions have to undergo some clinical trials before they can be put on the market.

But now the plague is raging and we don’t have that much time.

Seriously ill people who have no cure can try the prescriptions one by one, asking for their willingness.

This group of people can be considered the first batch of clinical trial subjects.

Li Min looked at the prescription in the dim light.

The several prescriptions written by Mu Qing were also written according to the symptoms related to the plague.

In fact, plague is a broad concept that covers a variety of infectious diseases caused by bacteria, viruses or other pathogens.

From ancient times to the present, there are plague, smallpox, influenza, cholera, malaria, measles, typhoid, yellow fever, AIDS, SARS, new coronavirus pneumonia, etc.

These diseases have relevant records in Chinese history.

When Mu Qing thought about this, an idea suddenly occurred to him.

She seemed to have overlooked this.

There are many types of plague. Now they only define this epidemic as a plague in a broad sense, but in fact, it remains to be distinguished which type of plague it belongs to.

Since the prescriptions for treating plague are basically medicines for treating colds, in the final analysis they are just the right medicine for the disease.

The real remedy should be to find out the real cause of the disease.

After all, most of the prescriptions provided by Mu Qing were related to plague.

Mu Qing asked Li Min outside the door in a low voice:

"What kind of epidemic is Anping's?"

Li Min: "It may be malaria or influenza, you can't tell."

"Mr. Li, please do the clinical trial first and find out the cause of the disease. I will find some prescriptions for you later."

"Row."

If we could identify what kind of plague it is, we might be able to find a prescription more quickly.

In the past few days, not only government officials, but also yamen runners and other soldiers have been mobilized to help search for infected people and bring them to District Three.

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