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

Chapter 64: Working Hard to Farm

Su Nian'an called a few times but there was no response, and her anxiety became more and more intense.

Without thinking too much, he hurriedly opened the wooden house

"Mom!" Su Nian'an put the medicine on the table and ran straight to the bed.

Wang was lying on her side and didn't respond. Xiao Ni helped her stand up.

As soon as Su Nian'an arrived at the bedside, he reached out and touched Wang's forehead. She had a fever!

His body trembled, but he still couldn't dodge it? He steadied himself and said to Xiao Ni: "Don't move, Xiao Ni, I'll be right back!"

"What happened?" Su Nian'an asked anxiously

Doctor Qin sighed slightly: "It's still infected."

Although Su Nian'an was mentally prepared, he became nervous again after just relaxing a little.

"Don't worry too much. Your mother's infection is slightly less severe than the later ones, and her fever is also lower.

We are now developing medicine to cure the plague. I believe it will be over soon. You should get out quickly to avoid being infected with the plague. "Liu Taiyi didn't know why he felt so warm towards this little girl. It might be because she was about the same age as his granddaughter, or maybe he was taking extra care of her because she was pregnant.

Doctor Qin looked at his colleague in surprise. This old man has always been known for his sharp tongue. Why is he talking so much now?

Doctor Liu felt embarrassed by being stared at. He coughed and returned to his previous state: "Get out quickly! If you get infected too, what will happen to the child!"

At this time, Wang also woke up. She looked uncomfortable and was afraid that she had been infected. Seeing her daughter still in the room, she shouted anxiously: "An'er, get out quickly!"

"Mom!" When Su Nian'an heard Wang's voice, the tears she had been holding back immediately flowed down.

"Go quickly! If you don't leave now, I won't want you as my daughter anymore!" Wang said sadly.

"mother!"

"Let's go!"

Su Nian'an knew that Wang was doing this for her own good, and she felt relieved knowing that she was in better condition. She couldn't fall down, as she still had to grow herbs. If she didn't, the herbs would run out, and if they ran out, no one would be able to save them.

Su Nian'an resisted the urge to stay, left the wooden house, washed himself with water at the door, blew some fresh air at the entrance of the village, and then returned to the epidemic prevention work.

"Everyone needs to drink mugwort soup and smoke mugwort every day, and the ash should be sprinkled every two hours."

This is the strict rule that Su Nian'an told Chu Ruohuai to inform the villagers to follow every day.

As a general, Chu Ruohuai has great authority. People trust him and believe in him. They do whatever he says.

"An'er, what do you want us to do?" Su Ping'an asked

He was used to working and couldn't sit still. When he was idle, he would start to think about random things. He was very confused when he thought about his mother and little girl being infected with the plague.

Su Nian'an also knew how upset he was, "Brother, please spread the ashes."

It would be good to distract her attention early. She was also very upset at the moment. Now there were less than ten people infected with the plague in the whole village, and her family accounted for two of them.

Time flies when I think about things. No one has a good appetite for dinner because the number of people infected is increasing every day. Although the treatment is getting better, there is still no cure.

Su Nian'an is now sleeping in Chu Zhiang's wooden house. There are two beds, one in the south and one in the north, and they are separated by screens. She sleeps on the south bed, Chu Ruohuai sleeps on the north bed, and Chu Zhiang sleeps on the north floor.

One is south and the other is north, and they are only two or three feet apart. They cannot see each other.

This also allowed Su Nian'an to enter the space to farm and store supplies with peace of mind.

Today, I reminded her that she had to keep planting regardless of whether she had enough supplies. If something unexpected happened and she died of a fever, she would be able to leave something for her mother and the others.

And more herbs must be planted. If she hadn't saved a few seeds before, she wouldn't know how long the herbs in the herb garden would last.

Su Nian'an planted all the herb seeds she had saved in one breath, and then irrigated the water with spiritual spring water. However, she did not rest and went on to plant more seeds.

There were still a lot of seeds left that Chu Zhiang had given her before, and she planted them all at once this time. She wanted to maximize these resources.

Su Nian'an was working hard in the space, and when he was tired, he drank some spiritual spring water to replenish his energy, and when he was hungry, he picked apples from the apple tree to eat...

In the following days, Su Nian'an helped the imperial doctors during the day, boiling medicinal soup, serving medicinal soup, spreading plant ash for disinfection, and letting the imperial doctors teach her medical skills.

At night, I went into the space to plant crops. The medicinal materials piled up more and more, and the food also formed a small mountain of grain.

But the conditions here are too simple, the imperial physician can only teach some theoretical knowledge, and can't really teach more. However, Su Nian'an already knows all the herbs in the space.

Time flies, days and months pass by quickly, and half a month passes quickly.

As the days passed, the number of infected people increased. People gradually became depressed, but because of the presence of the imperial physician and the general, they still kept a glimmer of hope in their hearts.

Every day, I work like a machine, spreading lime, fumigating with wormwood, drinking herbal medicine, and staying in the village all day.

I felt a little bored and wanted to go down the mountain for a walk, but Chu Ruohuai suppressed me with force, so I gave up the idea of going out.

Fortunately, the number of confirmed cases on the seventh day showed a downward trend, and by the tenth day, there were no new confirmed cases.

Until the 15th day, the fever on the pot lid stopped coming back, and the rash on the body stopped growing, leaving only some old scars.

After this day, the village was no longer dead and gradually regained its vitality. People would chat and pass the time.

"We are so lucky. If we get plague, we have the imperial physician. If we have soldiers, we have the general. If we don't have herbs, we have the herb garden."

"Of course not, otherwise our Axe Village would be prosperous!"

"I don't know what's happening to our land. If there weren't this plague, I think we would have rice to eat."

"Of course not. Hey, did you know? That Su Nian'an is actually the general's country wife!"

"Ah? Really? How did you know?"

"..."

Su Nian'an was listening to the conversation but ended up eating her.

Can this be tolerated?

"Everyone, we have nothing to do, how about singing?" Su Nian'an looked at this group of bored people and thought of modern songs, and taught them a song.

Sing and see how you gossip.

"Ms. Su can also sing?" Wang Wu asked

Chu Ruohuai, who was sitting quietly on the roof, also lowered his gaze when he heard it.

"Yeah, let me teach you!" So stop eating my melons, okay?

"Okay! Good singing!"

The crowd was noisy

"The wound on your forehead, your differences, the mistakes you made

No need to hide

Your worn-out doll, your mask, your ego

They say you need light to tame every monster

They say stitch up your wounds. No one loves a clown.

Why loneliness is not glorious