Traveling through the farm, I just want to earn money by farming

Mo Yan felt reassured when he heard that Mr. Ma had arrived. His medical skills were not bad, but not as good as Mr. Ma's. This epidemic was too severe, and he and several other doctors had been unable to come up with an effective prescription.

Mr. Ma took protective measures and went to see the patient with Mo Yan. In addition to diarrhea, vomiting and high fever, the patient also had symptoms such as cough.

"How much mugwort, liquor, and other things are left?"

“It’s almost bottomed out.”

"Let Old Man Yu think of a solution later. The virus is rampant now. The saliva of these patients is the source of the disease. If the virus cannot be eliminated in time, it will be impossible to completely get rid of it. Everyone must kill the virus three times where the patients live, and at least once a day outside. The filth they excrete must be covered with ashes and buried deep." Mr. Ma explained one by one.

He thought these methods were useful when Qing Ning proposed them that day, and the effect was even more obvious during the disaster relief work in Wu Yue Village. If the source cannot be properly suppressed, it will be difficult to control.

On this trip, Mr. Yu led Mr. Ma and immediately arranged for people to go to nearby counties to collect and purchase the necessary supplies.

"Separate the seriously ill and the mildly ill." Mr. Ma had the patients separated and had a few more straw huts built.

"Where are you going to move me to? Are you going to kill me? I don't want to die, I don't want to die." A seriously ill villager was carried to another place, and he was terrified.

"No, this place is too crowded. We have built new accommodations to spread you out, which will be better for your condition." The doctor who came over after hearing the noise comforted them.

The villagers were skeptical and stared at the people in front of them.

One of the seriously ill young men said, "Ma Lame, stop yelling. They are here to save us. If they want us to die, just leave us to our own devices."

After hearing what was said, Ma Bozi reduced his resistance and allowed these people to carry him to another place.

Several doctors, led by Mr. Ma, discussed the medication according to the patient's condition and tried different prescriptions according to the severity of the disease.

Qingzhu, who had followed Mr. Ma, was used to such scenes. She took some old clothes to replace the dirty clothes on the children and women, and examined them and applied medicine. Then she took the dirty clothes and burned them. There were no women there before, so these women were still wearing dirty clothes.

Everyone was dedicated to these people, working day and night. However, the symptoms were difficult to treat and could only be alleviated.

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(I can’t write anymore!!! I can’t make it up!!!)

"Hula"

"Ah~"

A scream startled everyone and they all ran towards the source of the sound.

Recently, I discovered that Qingzhu was being bitten by a patient on the arm, and blood was faintly seeping out. Qingzhu was in so much pain that tears were streaming down her face. She kept slapping the patient: "Let go, let go."

Seeing Qingzhu being bullied, Mr. Ma stepped forward with red eyes and kicked the man hard, but he didn't expect that the man was so determined that he refused to let go, and Qingzhu was also affected by the force and fell to the ground.

Mr. Ma was so angry that he had to pry the man's mouth open. The doctors were so frightened by this that they didn't know how to react.

Fortunately, Mo Yan was quick-witted and immediately used all his strength to strike the man on the back of the neck, knocking him unconscious, and then he let go.

After rescuing the man, Mr. Ma anxiously checked Qingzhu's injuries. There was a deep wound on his arm with red flesh protruding. He wondered if this man had some serious illness that he could be so cruel to a child.

He immediately washed his hands, disinfected Qingzhu's wound, applied medicine, and asked someone to bring the boiled medicine to Qingzhu to drink. This person was seriously ill and his saliva must be poisonous. If it was contaminated with blood, it would be too unfair to the child.

Qingzhu was placed alone and was not allowed to work any more. She was asked to change her clothes before being allowed to rest.

When Mr. Yu and others received the news, they were furious and sent more people to the ward to take care of the patient. They hoped that the patient would not die from the disease but hurt the people who were taking care of him and the doctors.

When Yu Jinan heard Qingzhu was injured, he went straight to the ward. Guo Er wanted to follow him, but Yu Jinan persuaded him to stop. Old Master Yu only said, "The epidemic is fierce. Protect yourself and don't get bloody."

Qingzhu was sleeping, his little face pale. He had been working hard recently and had lost a lot of weight, looking even smaller.

Yu Jinan became angrier and angrier as he watched, and he walked to the side. The guard saw his face full of anger and quickly stopped him.

"Erlang Jun, don't be impulsive. This is a place for seriously ill patients. You'll get infected if you go in like this."

Yu Jinan's mind was full of Qingzhu's appearance at this moment, so he didn't listen to any advice. He pushed aside a few people and rushed in. The guards didn't dare to hurt him, so they had to persuade him while surrounding him to prevent him from entering.

Hearing the noise, Mr. Ma and others came out of the pharmacy. Seeing him like this, they knew why.

"Yu Er, now is not the time to vent your anger. They will probably die if you hit them. It's not worth it to get your hands stained with murder for such a person. Go back and take care of Qingzhu. We can talk about this matter after he gets better." Mr. Ma's voice regained some of Yu Jinan's rationality.

Yu Jinan shouted angrily at everyone in the room, "You ignorant fools, don't be ungrateful. In this situation, you don't hate the inaction of the county magistrate, but instead attack your savior. Do you know the meaning of justice and conscience? The epidemic is rampant now, and the court has not given up on you and is doing its utmost to treat you. These doctors are even risking their own lives to work here, just for you. And you, on the other hand, repay kindness with hatred and hurt a nine-year-old child. Do you still have any heart? If you want to die, you can go by yourself. There is no need to implicate us!"

The villagers inside heard it all, and while they might have had some sympathy for what had happened earlier, it wasn't much. Now, having been exposed, they felt a sense of shame.

"It's all that damn thing's fault. If he wanted to die, he should have done it himself. Why did he hurt these doctors? What if they get angry and ignore us?" There was no emotion between them, and people were selfish. It was not surprising that some people thought of this at this moment.

"So the son of a bitch is doing this because he doesn't want to die?"

"I finally managed to survive, and now I'm sick again. These doctors haven't ignored us. If these officials leave after he makes such a fuss, we will have no way out."

When everyone reacted, they were all filled with righteous indignation and blamed the man for doing this. They were all worried that he would abandon them to die.

"Hmph, you people only think about yourselves. This epidemic has always caused countless casualties. It's a great blessing that someone came to save us and we have these doctors to take care of us. Even if I die, I have no regrets. At least I won't be eaten by wild dogs after death and have no dignity. You hurt others just to avoid death, and he is a child. He will go to hell if he dies like this. If he lives, our village will definitely not tolerate him in the future." An old man looked at these people unceremoniously.

He has no gratitude, no sense of righteousness, and is extremely selfish, only caring about himself.

The group of people were speechless and shut up in embarrassment.