You are my golden finger

Lin Xijin and Xihui did not follow the others into the city, but stayed outside the city gate secretly. Lin Xijin distributed masks to everyone, took various protective measures, and then conducted an investigation outside.

If you don't check, you won't know. Once you check, you will not only be shocked, but your heart will be filled with anger. This Jiuchang County Magistrate Chai is not only inactive, but also a corrupt official.

All the refugees gathered outside the city. Except for a few simple awnings at the city gate, the rest were simple huts built by the refugees themselves. It was raining heavily outside and drizzling inside. The ground was low and damp, and the conditions of the farmhouses' livestock sheds were much better.

Not far from the shacks were where the refugees urinated and defecated, and where the bodies of their dead were piled. No one was seen burying them, and the air was filled with the disgusting stench of corpses. The living conditions of the victims were extremely poor.

Most of the refugees we saw looked sick and haggard, with a foul odor on their bodies, making them difficult to approach.

The government also provided free porridge in the morning, noon and evening. Lin Xijin and her friends arrived just in time. She exchanged two steamed buns for a bowl of porridge from a woman carrying a child on her back.

This is not porridge at all. The porridge is turbid, like muddy soup, with not many grains of rice in it, and sand settled at the bottom of the bowl. The porridge smells musty, and it is obvious that it is made from rice mixed with mud and sand.

Lin Xijin asked Lin Dong to keep the bowl of porridge and walked towards the clinic. The clinic was set up in a simple awning, but there were also tarpaulins around it and wooden boards on the ground, which was much cleaner and fresher than the shack outside.

There were two doctors sitting inside, but they waved their hands impatiently when facing the refugees who came to see them for medical consultation.

"Go, go, go. I've already told you that the clinic is out of medicine right now and can't treat you." A tall and thin doctor drove the victims away.

"When will the medicinal materials be available?"

"You asked me when I'd get the herbs? How would I know? I wanted to ask you something else!"

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"I want to know what diseases these victims have?" Lin Xijin couldn't bear to listen any longer and walked into the clinic to ask.

"Who are you? Why should I tell you why you are meddling in other people's business?" the doctor answered arrogantly.

"Princess Jiahui of this dynasty! Medical officer of the Chaotu disaster relief medical team! Are you qualified to answer me?" Lin Xijin said with a cold and majestic face.

"I deserve to die! I didn't recognize a great man, I deserve to die!" The two doctors were so scared that they immediately knelt down and kowtowed to apologize.

"Get up and tell me what the refugees' illness is like."

"My Lord, the refugees are mainly infected with dysentery and epidemic diseases. They are manifested by chills and fever, headaches and abdominal pain, nausea and vomiting, and diarrhea."

"Doctor, please save my child!" Several people were discussing the condition of the victims when a woman rushed in and knelt down in front of Lin Xijin.

Lin Xijin didn't bother to continue asking the doctor about the victims' condition, and instead looked at the child in the woman's arms.

The child's face was red from the fever, his hands and feet were twitching, he was extremely thin, his clothes were covered with mucus from vomit, his hair was mixed with mud from sweat or rain, it was so dirty that it was unrecognizable.

Lin Xijin didn't care about that. If she didn't rescue the child, he would be gone. She checked the child's pulse and forehead and found that his temperature was about 40 degrees.

Lin Xijin didn't care to avoid suspicion, and took out the antipyretic needle from the medicine box and immediately injected it into the child's muscle. He also took out a small bottle of spiritual spring water and ibuprofen and asked the woman to feed the child.

The child might have been severely dehydrated, as he actually swallowed it all. I was really lucky.

Lin Xijin took out alcohol and gauze and asked the woman to wipe the child's body to help him dissipate the heat quickly.

"Your child's clothes are wet. Do you have any clothes to change him?" Lin Xijin asked.

"No more. I escaped with my son and mother-in-law, and I didn't have time to take care of anything else. The child's father is working outside, and I don't know whether he is dead or alive." When the woman heard Lin Xijin's question, perhaps because she felt too sad, she broke down and cried.

Lin Xijin had no choice but to turn around, take out a small blanket from her backpack, and said to the woman, "Take off the child's clothes first and wrap him in the blanket. In two days, the court's disaster relief supplies will arrive, and there will be clothes to receive. Find some water to help him wash his hair."

"Thank you, benefactor! Thank you, benefactor!" The woman knelt down and kowtowed desperately.

Lin Xijin had no choice but to signal Qiu Yan to stop her.

Lin Xijin asked the doctor to call in a few patients. After a thorough examination, he determined that these victims were suffering from dysentery and influenza caused by cold and dampness. In this era of shortage of medical care and medicine, if not treated properly, there would really be a large number of deaths.

At this time, Murong Xu came over with the patrol team. Lin Xijin signaled with his eyes, and Lin Dong held up the bowl of muddy porridge.

"Your Highness, this is the porridge that the porridge shed provided to the refugees at noon today. Please take a look." Lin Dong cleverly presented the bowl of porridge.

"Mr. Chai, please drink this bowl of porridge." Murong Xu took the bowl and looked at it. He still didn't understand something, so he gave the order with the mask on his face.

"Your Highness, I failed to supervise my subordinates properly and I am guilty of negligence!" The Magistrate of Chai County avoided the main point.

"I told you to drink this bowl of porridge!" Murong Xu emphasized again. An Yi drew his sword with a "clang".

The Cheshire Magistrate was so frightened that he trembled, but he forced himself to drink the bowl of muddy porridge.

"Chai County Magistrate, listen to my orders." Murong Xu said loudly, "You must do the following things immediately:

They opened the warehouses to store grain and cooked thick porridge, ensuring that each disaster victim had at least half a pound of food. They also prepared forty or fifty large pots to cook porridge and medicine.

Immediately mobilize the city's supply and medicinal materials such as quicklime, white wine, ginger, garlic, brown sugar, patchouli, perilla leaf, angelica dahurica, Magnolia officinalis, dried tangerine peel, Pinellia ternata, Poria cocos, and Atractylodes macrocephala.

The city's runners and soldiers were mobilized to register the number of victims and issue number plates. The silt and feces were handled and the bodies were cremated.

All the tarps in the city were mobilized, trees were cut down, and simple awnings like the one for the medical clinic were built to accommodate the victims as soon as possible.

Free up more spacious inns or residences in the city to arrange treatment and accommodation for the elderly, children and seriously ill patients.

All requisitioned items will be recorded one by one, and the court will give corresponding compensation and rewards. "

Murong Xu arranged everything one by one, and it was obvious that he had everything planned out in his mind, because he and Lin Xijin had already made the worst-case scenario for Jiuchang City, and had listed the corresponding measures one by one. Now, they were being put into use.

"I obey your command. But I have something to report." said the Magistrate of Chai County.

"Say!"

"There is not much grain left in the government warehouse. If we distribute porridge as the prince arranged, the grain in the government warehouse will not last for three days. There are not many medicinal materials either, at most enough for tonight's use." Magistrate Chai said stiffly.

"Just focus on making the current arrangements. The food and medicine donated by Princess Jiahui will arrive tonight. The relief food and medicine from the imperial court will arrive a day or two later."

"Yes, I will arrange it right away." Magistrate Chai had no choice but to agree obediently.

Extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures. Sometimes simply reasoning is useless, and the effect of combining the big stick with the sweet dates may be more effective.