That night, when the whole Yangjiazhai was quiet, Xiao Chen and Tang Bing went to the house where grandma lived halfway up the mountain again.

When he came to the hillside, Xiao Chen pushed open the door of the yard and shouted, "little sister, are you asleep?"

When the young Miao girl came out, unexpectedly, Xiao Chen and Tang Bing came again.

"Dr. Xiao, Dr. Tang, you're here." Said the young Miao girl.

"How's grandma?"

In the afternoon, Xiao Chen gave grandma a Chinese medicine soup to drink. If it was Chinese medicine soup, grandma accepted it. If it was Western medicine tablets, the other party always refused.

Xiao Chen doesn't understand this either.

After he and Tang Bing went in and the kerosene lamp was on, Xiao Chen looked at the old woman lying there, looking very old and lonely.

"Grandma, how are you?" Xiao Chen asked.

Xiao Chen has been here several times before and after. The old lady Yang already knows that from the young girl, the young man is now a powerful traditional Chinese medicine student and the person in charge of the isolation area at the foot of the mountain.

When Xiao Chen took her pulse to see her pulse, Xiao Chen found that his pulse had calmed down and her temperature had dropped. Even without a thermometer, Xiao Chen knew that her temperature had almost returned to normal.

"Little sister, what did grandma eat in the evening?" Originally, Xiao Chen wanted Xie Yonghua to give her nutrient solution, because Xiao Chen could see that her physique was very poor at that time.

However, grandma always resisted. In that case, Xiao Chen didn't ask Xie Yonghua to give grandma the glucose.

"Dr. Xiao, Yang Gu drank lean meat porridge." Said the young girl next to him.

Xiao Chen nodded and always felt that the old lady, aunt Yang, knew something.

When the young Miao girl was asked to help the old woman up and half lie there, Xiao Chen looked at the young Miao girl and said, "little sister, I have some questions to ask the old woman. You can translate for me later."

Because the old lady spoke the local dialect or took the Miao nationality, Xiao Chen couldn't understand it at all. The young Miao girl who could speak Mandarin was just here.

"Dr. Xiao, ask."

"Grandma, how do you know how to use those Artemisia annua to avoid those plague viruses?"

When the young Miao girl heard this, she began to ask her grandmother in dialect.

Obviously, after hearing this, aunt Yang changed her face and said, "it's a folk prescription handed down by my grandmother."

After the young Miao girl translated, Xiao Chen asked, "grandma, why is it only for you in the village and not for other villagers? Chinese herbal medicine like Artemisia annua has been very effective in the face of infectious diseases such as plague since ancient times. "

This is what Xiao Chen feels strange. Obviously, the old lady knows that other ordinary villagers don't know?

"I said, they didn't listen." Said the old lady.

What did grandma say?

It turned out that after this similar plague in Yangjiazhai, grandma Yang Laogu began to pick these Artemisia for use. However, she told other Yangjiazhai villagers that the villagers didn't listen.

Of course, because at the beginning, these patients were infected with symptoms similar to cold and fever. Naturally, they all felt that it was OK to go to a village doctor in the village for an injection to reduce fever. How could they have thought of using this folk prescription.

"Grandma, who was the first infected patient in that village?"

In fact, Xiao Chen just came to Yangjiazhai. He wanted to know. However, the information seems not very clear. He may know that he was infected with those plagues and died.

After all, thirty or forty people died in Yangjiazhai, and more than a dozen died outside.

After the old lady heard the young Miao girl's question, the other party thought for a long time before she remembered and said, "it's the old Yang five."

Yang Laowu?

Who is Yang Laowu?

Xiao Chen is not from Yang family stronghold. Xiao Chen certainly doesn't know.

"Little sister, who is Yang Laowu?"

"Dr. Xiao, Yang Laowu is of the same generation as my father. However, because my family is too poor and I am not married, I have been single until I am in my fifties, but I have brothers."

"What does he usually do?"

"Work? He used to grow some tobacco and sell it in the town on the market day. Later, he has been logging in the mountains with several villagers in the village. "

lumbering?

Xiao Chen found that there were few things in Yangjiazhai, but there were many trees. However, the location here was very biased, and there were such mountains within a hundred miles.

"Logging?" Xiao Chen asked again.

At this time, the old woman on the side didn't know what she was muttering about. Her tone was very wrong.

When the young Miao girl heard this, her face became very frightened.

"Little sister, what did grandma say?"

"Grandma said it was Yang Laowu who provoked the sacred tree by cutting wood. The sacred tree sinned and let the villagers die."

Sacred tree?

To say anything else, Xiao Chen may believe it, but to say the sacred tree, Xiao Chen doesn't believe it. Of course, Miao Xinjiang itself is strange.

"Also, grandma said, this is a hundred year curse."

Centennial curse?

"What is this?"

"I heard my grandparents say that there was a head plague in Yangjiazhai when it was 100 years old. Many people died in Yangjiazhai. At that time, there were many bandits in the late Qing Dynasty. At that time, many bandits died in that head plague. If the plague breaks out again now, as my grandparents said, it will be almost a hundred years. "

"What did grandma say?" Xiao Chen looked at the young Miao girl again and asked.

"Aunt Yang is the oldest in the village. She should know a lot more than my grandparents. She just said that this is a hundred year curse, and it has something to do with Yang Laowu's tree cutting."

The Centennial curse has something to do with cutting trees?

What does it matter?

Xiao Chen doesn't understand.

"What does it matter?"

The young Miao girl shook her head, while Xiao Chen looked over and found that the old lady kept muttering and didn't know what it was. Anyway, she couldn't understand the little sister. She could only say that the old lady was afraid.

Originally, Xiao Chen wanted to ask grandma, but now looking at Grandma's situation, I'm afraid it's not suitable to ask again.

"Little sister, I won't bother you and grandma to rest. You should rest early. We'll come and see you tomorrow."

Tang Bing has been listening and watching there just now. She is also confused. She doesn't know what the three people are talking about, but Xiao Chen is different.

He always felt as if grandma knew what the plague was about.

It seems that Xiao Chen still wants to ask the village head Yang again.

And Tang Bing came out of grandma's room. When Xiao Chen took Tang Bing away, Tang Bing shook Xiao Chen's hand and asked, "what are you doing?"

"Sister Tang Bing, I thought you were afraid."

"What am I afraid of?"