Crossing the famine, relying on a spiritual spring to support the entire village

Su Nian'an put Xiao Ni'er in the wooden house, gave her instructions and headed towards the cave.

If it is really a plague, it will be a disaster for Axe Village.

Just as she reached the cave entrance, she heard a flurry of footsteps at the village gate.

"Quick! Quick! Open the door!" Su Pingan said anxiously

At this moment, he was carrying a pot lid on his back. Pot lid's face was unusually flushed, but his lips were pale, and beads of sweat were on his forehead.

Xiao Hao hurriedly opened the door, followed by Wang and his men.

They were working in the field, and the pot lid suddenly fell to the ground. They thought it was a recurrence of an old injury, but they didn't expect that his whole body was so hot.

Everyone hurriedly dropped their work and returned the pot lid. Chen Jing only knew some herbs and could not cure diseases. In the whole village, only Chu Zhiang knew medical skills.

Su Nian'an went in and took a look at the Pot-lid Lady and Chu Zhiang in the cave, then walked outside to see what happened.

Before I could get out, I was blocked by a crowd of people.

"An'er, get out of the way. The pot lid has a fever. Where is the boss? Ask him to come over!" Wang said when she saw her daughter standing stupidly at the entrance of the cave.

"What?" Su Nian'an was shocked. The pot lid had a fever?

Seeing the sickly pot lid on Su Ping'an's back, she felt a strong fear in her heart.

"Everyone, disperse quickly and cover your mouth and nose!" Su Nian'an shouted

Everyone was confused and had no idea what Su Nian'an meant or why he had to cover his mouth and nose.

"Scatter, mother, brother!"

Seeing that no one was moving, Su Nian'an ran to Su Ping'an, grabbed the pot lid by his armpit, and quickly lifted it into the cave.

Su Ping'an felt a lightness on his back. He turned around and saw Su Nian'an lifting the pot lid with both hands. His mouth opened wide. When did his sister become so strong?

Everyone was stunned to see Su Nian'an's smooth movements. By the time they realized what was happening, Su Nian'an had already carried the person into the cave.

What's going on? I have a fever and I'm looking for the boss to prescribe some medicine. Why are you so excited?

"Boss, please check the lid of the pot!" Su Nian'an shouted as he walked, his voice trembling with anxiety.

"An'er, what are you doing? I told you to go find Da..." Wang shut up when she saw Chu Zhiang.

Chu Zhiang had covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief and was looking at the pot cover lady's eyelids. When he heard the voice, he looked towards her. When his eyes touched the pot cover's flushed face, his eyes were filled with fear.

Chu Zhiang stood up and walked to the pot cover. He frowned and pried open his mouth with his hands. He looked at his lower eyelids, touched his forehead, pulled open his collar and saw the dense rash on his back.

"So the boss is here."

Su Nian'an was standing nearby, praying in his heart, hoping it wasn't a plague!

"Get out!" Chu Zhiang's cold voice made everyone tremble.

what happened?

Although confused, he still walked out obediently.

Chu Zhiang repeated the action several times. His face turned pale and became uglier and uglier. His breathing gradually became rapid and his eyes were filled with panic.

"What's going on?" Su Nian'an couldn't help but ask

"You get out too, quickly!" Chu Zhiang only now realized that Su Nian'an had not gone out, and he almost jumped up and threw her out. Does this woman have any common sense? She guessed it was a plague but still stayed here!

Su Nian'an became panic-stricken and almost couldn't stand. Chu Zhiang's expression told her that this was really a plague.

Su Nian'an didn't know how he got out or how he got back to the wooden house. He was like a walking corpse. They had contact with the mother and son of Guogai every day.

The other villagers eat and sleep with them. If there is a plague, I'm afraid no one will escape.

Just now, the Pot Cover Lady was breathing very softly, and her body was so hot that it seemed to burn the skin. Can this ancient condition be cured?

"An'er? An'er?" Wang shouted anxiously. Why did this child stay in a daze after coming out of the cave? What happened?

Su Pingan shook her shoulders and said, "An'er? What's wrong with you?"

The others were scratching their heads as they watched Su Nian'an's soul leave his body. They wanted to ask the boss what happened, but they were scolded and told not to go in. They did not dare to go in.

Wang touched Su Nian'an's forehead and then her own. He didn't have a fever. His expression was as dull as when he came back to life that day?

What to do? What to do? How to cure the plague?

She is not a doctor, does not know medicine, and cannot even recognize all the herbs. Perhaps she and her family have been infected with the plague.

In history class, my teacher once said that in ancient times, people would deal with plague by surrounding the village with the plague with the army, sending a few doctors into the village to see if they could cure the plague. If they couldn't, they would burn all the doctors to prevent the plague from spreading.

No! She couldn't die! She had finally met such a warm family, and had the deep love she had always dreamed of in her previous life.

She had died once before, so she couldn't just die in vain! There had to be a way.

Su Nian'an's cloudy eyes gradually became clear. Looking at her family members who were anxiously calling her, a warmth like a spring breeze surged in her heart.

"Mom, I'm fine," Su Nian'an said with a smile, "Family, let's temporarily stop working in the fields from today. Let's go out and pick up dead grass and branches and burn them into ashes. Xiaojing, go to the herb garden and pick up all the mugwort. Xiaohao, go help Xiaojing."

"An'er, why do we have to burn the grass ash again? Aren't we not going to grow potatoes?" Su Shuitian asked curiously.

Su Nian'an sighed deeply and told them that it would be better to detect early, prevent early, and treat early.

"Let me tell you one thing. Everyone must stay calm," Su Nian'an said seriously, "Aunt Wu and Guo Gai have been infected with the plague."

Everyone's faces froze, thinking about the truth of the matter.

"An'er, they just caught a cold, right? How could they be infected with the plague? We have never been anywhere except the village." Su Shuitian asked with a lucky thought.

"Although the boss didn't specify whether they were really infected with the plague, it is obvious that Aunt Wu and her son had the same symptoms." Su Nian'an didn't say anything definite.

But when she saw the rash on the pot lid, she was sure that it was a sign of plague, because Aunt Wu also had it on the back of her hand, and it was also densely packed. Even if it was not plague, it would be some kind of infectious disease.

Shuangxi stamped his feet anxiously: "Oh my God, plague? Are we going to die?"

Bench grabbed Su Ping'an's arm and trembled slightly: "Sister An, is it really a plague?"

Pan Changhe's face wrinkled into a ball. Wasn't it said that only Beilin City had the plague? How come Axe Village was also infected? Could it be that the plague had begun to spread?

Everyone was worried and frightened. What had happened to God? There was drought and plague. How could the common people survive?

"This time, our lives are really going to be cut off!" Wang's eyes were red and tears welled up. Life had finally started to improve, but now the plague has come.