Dingbei Hou's doctor brother

Especially Wu Ji, he is young and inexperienced, and can't stand being scared.

Lu Ziqing rubbed his thumb on his fist, his eyes fixed on the backs of the two old medical officers who always targeted him.

He calmed himself briefly, walked out and said, "General, the fire still needs further investigation. Please allow me to find out the cause before I report and confess my guilt."

Xiao Yan didn't respond. He just glanced at him and then looked away, fixing his gaze on someone else.

"check!"

After saying that, he left. Lu Ziqing called Wu Ji to ask, "Weren't you boiling medicine? Why did the fire start?"

"I do not know either."

Wu Ji touched the back of his head, looking aggrieved and anxious as if he was about to cry.

"I was hungry, so I ran out to ask the brothers for some barbecue. When I came back, this happened. What should the army doctor do? So many medicinal herbs were burned. Will we be executed?"

"If you didn't burn it, why are you afraid?"

Lu Ziqing frowned and lowered his eyes to think. There was nothing unusual on the scene except the burnt herbs and the cloth tent.

The stars and the moon are shining brightly in the sky tonight, and the occasional breeze will not blow over the braziers on the road.

There is no one living within a radius of a hundred miles, so it is impossible for an assassin to launch a sneak attack. Even if there is a sneak attack, who would dare to act rashly in such a strategic military camp?

Su Chengfeng approached Lu Ziqing with a complicated expression and whispered, "Could it be that someone did this on purpose?"

"Intentional?" Lu Ziqing glanced at him from the side. "Intentional arson is a capital crime. Unless that person really wants to die, who would be so bold?"

Su Chengfeng analyzed, "The large iron pot used to boil the medicine was supported by an iron rack, and the dry firewood was burned in the earthen pit. There was no wind tonight, and no assassins were attacking. So, why did this military tent catch fire out of nowhere?"

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became. He turned his thoughts to himself, "Could it be that someone is deliberately coming for us?"

Lu Ziqing glanced around and said, "That's even more impossible. You and I are new to the army and have no grudges against anyone."

"If anyone is dissatisfied, it's only the two medical officers. However, given our status, we wouldn't risk their lives by deliberately framing them. Besides, no one knows our purpose here, so don't be too nervous."

Lu Ziqing patted Su Chengfeng's shoulder, walked around and observed, stopped after a few steps, and noticed a few short wooden sticks lying in the corner of the tent.

He was about to bend down to pick it up when he heard a few shouts suddenly from not far away.

"Ah-"

Everyone present heard it. Lu Ziqing and Su Chengfeng looked at each other, ran towards the direction of the shouting, and stopped in front of a tent in the distance.

Seeing the two soldiers in disheveled clothes, staggering here and there, rushing around like crazy, and falling to the ground screaming.

His hands kept scratching his body, and he kept wailing, "It's so itchy, it's so itchy."

Lu Ziqing took a few steps closer and saw that the two men's fingers, wrists, and armpits were covered with dense red rashes, so dense that it made his scalp tingle, and their bodies were covered with bloody scratch marks.

Several soldiers reached out to help but were stopped by Lu Ziqing.

"Don't touch them, all of you step back."

He removed the soldier's sword and used the scabbard to peel off the man's trousers on the ground, covering his inner thighs and around his genitals.

Everyone stepped back in shock. Su Chengfeng frowned, stepped forward and whispered, "What's the origin of this rash? It looks so..."

The word "disgusting" was not easy to say on the spot, so he immediately asked, "Is it contagious?"

Lu Ziqing threw the knife back to the soldier.

"It's hard to say. This disease is very severe. We need a more detailed diagnosis to confirm it. Go and inform the medical officer first."

Although rashes are common, there are many types of symptoms. If you encounter a difficult-to-treat one, the current medicine will be burned...

Medicine! Rash!

Lu Ziqing immediately thought of the short wooden sticks that had just fallen in the corner. As if he thought of something, he turned around and walked into the general's tent.

"General, a soldier in the army has developed a rash that's extremely itchy. I think the fire was caused by the soldier accidentally knocking over the fire rack next to the tent because he couldn't stand it."

"Rash?" Xiao Yan's eyes darkened slightly as he asked, "How many people are sick?"

Lu Ziqing said: "Only two people have been found so far, and the others need to be investigated before they can be confirmed."

Yang Zhounan's face turned pale, and he immediately asked, "The rash you mentioned... is it an epidemic?"

Lu Ziqing frowned, "It's hard to say whether it's an epidemic or not. I haven't noticed any signs of fever or vomiting at the moment, but if it is an epidemic, there's a possibility that the body temperature will drop during the rash period. I need to take medication and observe for the next few days."

He thought for a moment and continued, "Also, we need to check if there are any potential patients among the troops. General, please order the tents to be rebuilt and the patients to be separated, just in case."

Xiao Yan was silent for a moment, then turned his gaze to Yang Zhounan, "Do as the military doctor says."

"Yes!"

Lu Ziqing returned to his tent as he had thought, and carefully consulted the medical book again. The symptoms were just as he expected.

After a night of tossing and turning, daybreak came unknowingly. Suddenly, more than a dozen soldiers were found to be sick and had been placed in isolation tents.

When Lu Ziqing walked into the tent, he saw the two old military doctors discussing something.

"This disease is caused by internal damp heat and external wind evil, which accumulates in the skin." said the fat military doctor.

"This is a case of eczema, and the main treatment is to clear away heat, promote dampness, and relieve itching."

The thin military doctor agreed, "It's just that the military medicine was burned, and there aren't many left that can be used."

"Do you two think this is eczema?" Lu Ziqing walked closer and bowed to the two old military doctors.

"I don't think so. Eczema can spread all over the body, often mainly on the limbs and distributed symmetrically. The itching lasts day and night."

He put on gloves and opened the soldier's clothes.

"But the rashes on these people mostly appear between their fingers, wrists, waists, and thighs, where the skin is thin and tender. Last night, the itching was unbearable, but now the symptoms have eased during the day..."

"Military Doctor Lu is indeed from the wilderness and has seen a lot." The fat man glanced at him, "He knows more than the two of us from the palace."

Lu Ziqing's eyes darkened slightly, but soon a smile appeared on his lips again.

"There's no distinction between the wilderness and the palace. A doctor's heart is filled with compassion. Regardless of one's origin, as long as one is determined, one can achieve something. I know my learning is limited, but the art of medicine has a profound and profound history. If you two masters have any advice, I'm all ears."

The fat man snorted lightly, "I don't deserve your advice. Let me ask you, in this mountainous area, it's the transition between winter and spring, and it's very cold and damp. The march is exhausting, and many people are injured. We all feel pain when we get wet. Dampness can easily penetrate the skin and cause redness and swelling. There's no fever or vomiting, so what else could this be but dampness?"

"What you said makes sense, sir," said Lu Ziqing.

"The red rash on the surface is nothing more than the invasion of internal and external damp heat. However, this disease is extremely itchy at night, but it gets better during the day. If it is wet sores, there will be no such symptoms."

The thin military doctor raised an eyebrow and asked him, "Then what disease is it according to what you, the great military doctor Lu, said?"

"It's scabies."

"Scabies?" the fat military doctor snorted. "I've been practicing medicine for decades. Are you implying that I don't even know between eczema and scabies?"

Lu Ziqing pulled back the soldier's clothes and said, "Your Excellency is too kind. I did not mean that."

"As a doctor, I am merely discussing symptoms with you two gentlemen. Eczema and scabies both present with very similar rashes, but their causes are different, and their treatments are also distinct. We should carefully distinguish them."

"Furthermore, if it was just scabies, only one or two people in the army would be sick. How could so many people be affected overnight? It's clearly caused by the spread of scabies."

"Alright, alright," the fat man waved his hands. "I know the symptoms well enough, and I don't have time to argue with you. You just need to do your job."

After he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and walked out of the tent. He happened to bump into Su Chengfeng who came in. He immediately rolled his eyes and said something.

"I don't know etiquette!"

Su Chengfeng didn't look down on these self-righteous medical officers in the camp at all. He looked at the fat old man's back and cursed inwardly.

"Immortal."

He flicked the bad luck on his chest, lifted the curtain and walked in. Seeing that Lu Ziqing had a slightly worried look on his face, he walked closer and asked in a low voice.

"Are those two old men giving you trouble again?"

Lu Ziqing sighed softly: "They just disagree with me. I'm used to it. It's okay."

Su Chengfeng said: "The officials are all the same kind of people, none of them are good. Don't bother with them."

Lu Ziqing asked, "How's your investigation going?"

Su Chengfeng said, "Oh!" "I was just about to tell you, but I got distracted and forgot. I found a few more tents in the east."

"Let's go and take a look first."

Not long after Lu Ziqing walked out of the tent, he heard Wu Ji calling him.

"Army doctor, this is bad. Several commanders in the western camp have also been infected. What should we do now?"

Lu Ziqing pulled the mask up his nose and instructed him.

"Immediately notify all camps. Once anyone is diagnosed, immediately send them to the isolation tent. Remember, no one should have direct contact with the patient. Wear gloves and masks, and prepare the medicine immediately."

As for the treatment prescription, Lu Ziqing's identity was ultimately no match for the two genuine medical officers.

The sky was gloomy, just like the mood of the entire military camp at the moment.

There were several large pots in the makeshift medicine tent, and the strong bitter smell of herbs filled the entire military camp.

People were coming in and out of the isolation tent. It was okay during the day, as sick soldiers could lie down and have a good sleep.

Once night falls, the itching sensation immediately spreads all over my body, as if thousands of poisonous insects have drilled into my flesh, making it extremely itchy.

The soldiers wailed and scratched their skin, and some even lay on the ground and frantically picked at their genitals, regardless of their image.

The area around his genitals was scratched and ulcerated, with pus mixed with blood oozing out.

The military doctors all covered their faces with white cloths as they went back and forth delivering medicine and seeing patients. For six or seven days, the number of patients they saw increased instead of decreased, and soon the infection reached more than fifty or sixty people.

Everyone was busy and exhausted.

The soldiers were already exhausted after just experiencing a battle, and now they were suffering from rashes and couldn't sleep.

Some people could not bear it and committed suicide on the spot. Some even said that the curse of the evil prince of Di State had come true.

In a short period of time, the entire military camp fell into panic.