A special forces soldier traveled through time and space to become a genius of literature and martia

When Yuan Ying arrived at the study, the room was full of people, including Magistrate Wei and several doctors in charge of frontline epidemic relief. They gave a detailed report on the current epidemic situation in Zhuang County.

After the flood, the villagers of Baiyue Village ate the drowned poultry at first. Soon after, the villagers developed high fever, chills, general fatigue, nausea, vomiting, abdominal pain, and cough.

Some even developed apathy, dullness, slow reaction, severe neck stiffness, coma, vomiting blood, and bloody stools. At the same time, rashes appeared on the body.

Now the number of deaths and infections has risen sharply, from one person to nearly ten thousand in just one month. Baiyue Village is almost at the point of being wiped out.

Yuan Ying's guess was correct. It was typhoid fever, which could be spread and contagious. Her comrade-in-arms had been infected before. Typhoid fever was highly contagious.

I remember that historical books recorded that at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, due to a large-scale outbreak of typhoid fever and plague, the national population dropped by more than 40 million.

The plague was far more severe than imagined. Typhoid fever was no different from other plagues and required antibiotics, but there were no antibiotics in ancient times.

"What do you think?" Although Murong Xuanyi asked everyone, his eyes were fixed on Yuan Ying.

Yuan Ying sorted out his thoughts and said, "It's just as I expected. It's typhoid fever, but it's more serious than I thought."

Mr. Zhang raised a question: "How can a mere typhoid fever be so powerful?"

Yuan Ying said in astonishment: "Just typhoid fever? Lord Zhang, you really don't know the suffering of the people! There are many types of typhoid fever with different symptoms.

Mild cases can be cured in a few days, but severe cases can be fatal. Now a large-scale plague has broken out in Zhuang County. If it is not controlled, it will soon spread to Yunfu City and even the whole country.

I'm afraid every household has relatives or friends who died of this disease, and only you can say it's just 'typhoid fever'."

In modern times, typhoid fever is not a serious disease, but in ancient times, ordinary people could only endure the disease. Even if dignitaries got sick, they could only use simple medicines. The environment for recuperation might be better, but whether they could be cured was up to fate.

Mr. Zhang was speechless after hearing what Yuan Ying said, and he stopped talking.

Everyone else knew that Yuan Ying was a good talker and would not risk his life in front of Murong Xuanyi.

Yuan Ying asked Magistrate Wei: "Have the infected people been isolated? Have people been arranged to take care of them? Where is the doctor?"

County Magistrate Wei said quickly: "All those infected have been isolated in an abandoned temple in the suburbs. Those from each town are separated in the ancestral hall and have people arranged to take care of them.

All the doctors were treating the plague, but there were too many infected people to take care of them. Besides, they were all sick, so no one dared to come forward to take care of the ordinary people who were not infected. "

Yuan Ying said thoughtfully: "I will go to the quarantine area with you tomorrow."

Then Yuan Ying said, "Your Majesty, I need a lot of Artemisia annua and montmorillonite."

The other imperial doctors and local doctors were all confused. They all asked in unison: "What are Artemisia annua and montmorillonite?"

Yuan Ying said calmly: "Montmorillonite is also called Guanyin soil. It is used to stop diarrhea. Artemisia annua is an annual herb with a fragrant plant. It has a single vertical taproot, few lateral roots, and a solitary stem... Bring me a pen and let me draw."

Soon the yamen runners brought a set of brushes, ink, paper and inkstone. Yuan Ying then remembered that he did not know how to use a brush.

He smiled awkwardly and said, "Well... I don't know how to use a brush."

Everyone looked at Yuan Ying in disbelief.

Yuan Ying then explained: "Most of us use hard pens. Do you have charcoal? Give me some."

Murong Xuanyi looked at him inquiringly. Where exactly were they?

Soon the yamen runners brought charcoal. Yuan Ying took the charcoal and soon drew a lifelike Artemisia annua on the paper.

Doctor Xiao immediately said, "The thing you drew can be seen everywhere in Daxia. It's just a weed. I have never heard of this kind of weed being used as medicine."

"Artemisia annua has certain effects in relieving fever, cooling blood, relieving heat, and treating infectious diseases. Since you have never heard of it, you will not be able to treat this plague."

Doctor Xiao's face turned red with anger.

Yuan Ying said to Murong Xuanyi, "Your Highness, we need to find the Artemisia annua as soon as possible. For other treatments, just follow the guidelines. Arrange the preventive decoctions first. The prescriptions for severe cases need to be adjusted according to the actual epidemic situation."

Yuan Ying, who was about to leave, turned back and said, "Prepare salt and sugar, and mix them with water for those with severe diarrhea to drink, so that they won't die of dehydration."

This time, Murong Xuanyi nodded decisively without hesitation.

The group dispersed and returned to their rooms. Yuan Ying kicked open the old man's door. The old man was sleeping on the bed, drooling.

Yuan Ying pushed the old man with his hand and said, "Wake up, old man, it's time to eat roast chicken."

The old man turned over and said without opening his eyes: "Where is the roast chicken? Where is the roast chicken?"

Yuan Ying rolled his eyes and said, "The roasted chicken is still in the woods. Please help me look at the recipe first. I will ask Brother Ying to catch you a roasted chicken tomorrow."

Yuan Ying repeated what happened tonight to the old man and handed the prescription to him.

The old man looked at the prescription that Yuan Ying handed over reluctantly, and then scolded Yuan Ying again: "Did you learn medical skills from a carpenter? Huh? A seriously ill patient has diarrhea and is using Pulsatilla anti-inflammatory. You want him to pull out his intestines? Huh?"

Yuan Ying covered his head and realized that he was exposed: "You already knew that I can't treat, right?"

The old man snorted coldly. He knew from the moment he took the summer heat pill that he didn't know anything about medicine.

Yuan Ying took out a yellow antidote tablet from his pocket and put it into the old man's hand, saying, "Here, your master. It can cure all your poisons."

The old man took the small yellow pill, sniffed it again and again, and looked at it again and again. It was incredible. This was the only thing that could cure his poison.

Yuan Ying said quickly: "You promised me that I would tell you how to detoxify you and you would stay and help me. You can't go back on your word."

The old man laughed and said, "You are really not afraid of death. You dare to reveal the imperial edict with this."

Yuan Ying quickly flattered him: "Don't we still have you, the world's number one doctor?"

The old man seemed to be very pleased with this. Sure enough, his tone was much better and he said, "It's not impossible to help you, but you have to take me as your master."

Yuan Ying's heart was filled with turmoil. He was either forced to become a disciple or to accept a disciple. What's wrong with this person?

But Yuan Ying had no choice but to agree. Yuan Ying immediately knelt on one leg and said, "Master, please accept my disciple's greeting." The main point is to be able to bend and stretch.

The old man was very pleased to see Yuan Ying so smart and said, "Well, get up."

Then he turned to Yuan Ying and asked, "Where did you get this recipe?"

"This is a prescription from an old miracle doctor in our hometown."

After thinking for a while, he quickly said, "But it's far worse than yours."

The old man rolled his eyes at him with disdain and said, "The person who prescribed this medicine is definitely as skilled as me. If you have a chance, please introduce him to me. I would like to become his disciple."

This apprenticeship is not over yet, right?

Yuan Ying was speechless. If she could be introduced, would she still bow down here for a few pieces of silver?

Yuan Ying sighed and said, "You will be disappointed. He is dead. He was the one who invented the universal detoxification pill."

Then he took out an anti-inflammatory pill from his bosom and said, "This is an anti-inflammatory pill. It was also left by him. Since we are so destined to have each other, I will give it to you."

The old man took it with great joy. He was a medical enthusiast and was keen on studying medical skills.

Yuan Ying, don't you feel guilty for deceiving such a simple old man by deceiving people into not paying taxes?

She said to the old man, "In my hometown, Artemisia annua can be used to treat infectious diseases. Can you tell me how to administer the medicine?"

The old man took the prescription and looked at it for a long time before shaking his head. Alas, how could such a skilled doctor pass away? What a pity.

The old man thought for a moment and changed a few more medicines to better suit the current symptoms.

The old man held the recipe and said, "I don't want to have any contact with anyone from the Murong family. This recipe was created by you alone."

Yuan Ying was stunned for a moment and quickly nodded: "Okay, okay, Master, I understand. We'll split the reward money in half."

The old man hit him hard again. Yuan Ying resisted, "Old man, can you please stop hitting me on the head? It will make me stupid."

Yuan Ying ran away holding his head. When he returned to the room, Yuan Ying put the prescription on the table and lay down.