Chapter 548

Devil's kiln has always been the forbidden area of Yang family stronghold. Children will stop crying when they hear it. Adults turn pale when they hear the talk. Over the years, Yang family stronghold has been safe, but there is nothing. That is, Yang old five went to the mountain to cut trees first and came back like this.

In the eyes of those who don't understand, it must be because of the Centennial curse and because someone broke into the devil's kiln.

"Grandma, we saw many coffins in the devil's kiln, including jinsinan and some sarcophagus. There were corpses in them. Judging from their clothes, they should be those people a hundred years ago."

When the young Miao girl was asked to talk to her grandmother, the grandmother suddenly sat up from the master's chair. She didn't know what she was muttering. However, looking at her look, she could see that the other party was very afraid.

"It must be them."

The old lady said it many times, and the young Miao girl also heard it.

They?

Who are they talking about?

There is no doubt that there may be hundreds of villagers and bandits who died of head plague a hundred years ago, so Xiao Chen and Dr. Liu would see so many coffins in the cave.

Of course, it's not even those years, maybe even earlier.

"They are demons. More people will die in our village." The old lady said there.

Now, more than 50 people have died because of the outbreak of the plague, and there are nearly thousands of patients who are in the incubation period, cold period and critical stage.

If so many patients are not treated in isolation in time, there will be more deaths and infections.

Of course, this time Xiao Chen came here, he certainly could not let other innocent patients die.

I don't know if the old lady was too excited and looked very bad. Xiao Chen didn't tell the other party that when the young Miao girl took care of the old lady here, Xiao Chen began to doubt that the so-called Centennial curse might be related to the devil kiln above.

If we find out the real source and mode of transmission of the plague, we can certainly avoid the recurrence of this plague at that time, so the so-called Centennial curse will not exist.

Xiao Chen and Tang Bing come down from Grandma's yard and go back to the tent. Xiao Chen needs to have a rest first.

Wait until he wakes up to see the patients.

Xiao Chen slept and woke up at more than six o'clock in the evening.

When Xiao Chen got up to wash and then called Tang Bing and Mo Xiaowan, Mo Xiaowan almost got better after a rest all afternoon.

"Sister Tang Bing, sister Xiao Wan, let's go to dinner!" The two women came out of the tent and went to the temporary canteen in the isolation area with Xiao Chen.

I don't know why. Xiao Chen didn't have time to say hello to the villagers of Yangjiazhai on the road. Instead, the villagers looked at him with awe and ran away from him.

"Sister Xiao Wan, aren't those villagers strange?"

"Probably."

Xiao Chen thought it was because he was now in charge of the isolation area, so he didn't think much. When they came to the temporary canteen in the isolation area, Xiao Chen and Tang Bing, Mo Xiaowan had not yet sat down. Two middle-aged women, who were also villagers of Yangjiazhai, hurried away when they saw Xiao Chen.

"Why are they so strange?" Xiao Chen also wants to have dinner. I'm afraid Tang Bing and Mo Xiaowan can only pass by.

The two women went to play four dishes and one soup and put them in front of Xiao Chen.

When Xiao Chen sat there for dinner, after dinner, he would first go to see the situation of those critically ill patients.

Outside the door of the critically ill ward, Xiao Chen went in and began to examine these patients one by one.

Xiao Chen first checked the pulse of the first patient, and then looked at the internal organs of these patients with fluoroscopy. A few days ago, Xiao Chen found that they had complications such as internal bleeding in addition to heart failure. However, after Xiao Chen's life-threatening prescription treatment, he wrote the relevant general prescription to drink.

There was no internal bleeding in the internal organs of the patients. In addition, it can be seen from the pulse that their condition gradually stabilized.

However, Xiao Chen knows that this effect can only be delayed for a period of time at most, and can not completely cure the patient's disease.

Therefore, these days, Xiao Chen has been asking those members of the TCM expert group to record the symptoms of these patients. Xiao Chen wants to find common ground according to these symptoms.

Although Xiao Chen can confirm that this is definitely a kind of epidemic of febrile disease, not typhoid fever, only by really applying the right medicine to the case can the patient be completely cured.

Compared with the patients in critical stage, the patients in chilly stage recovered very well after Xiao Chen's acupuncture treatment, especially Xie Yonghua's colleagues. After Xiao Chen's acupuncture treatment, the chills became less and less frequent. In addition, under the action of traditional Chinese medicine soup, it can be said that Xiao Chen's treatment is the most effective now.

When Xiao Chen was treating those patients, when he saw old Tang, Zhao Zhonghui and Zhu Han, they naturally didn't expect that Xiao Chen really took those doctors up the mountain and went down the mountain day and night.

"Dr. Xiao." Zhao Zhonghui came to say hello.

"Mr. Zhao and Mr. Zhu, how do I feel when the villagers of Yangjiazhai saw me just now?"

"It's not strange." Zhao Zhonghui said.

They have heard that Xiao Chen took Dr. Liu over mountains and mountains and roasted wild boars on the mountain. When there was no water, he found those trees and vines to drink water. He also encountered ghosts beating the wall. It was Xiao Chen who borrowed the soul of the dead to guide the way and escaped from ghosts beating the wall.

Western doctors may not believe ghosts and ghosts, but most Chinese doctors believe them, especially the old ones.

They didn't expect that Xiao Chen still knew this.

"Old Zhao, who are they?"

"They were afraid and awed. It was brother Yang who said down the mountain." Zhao Zhonghui said.

No wonder, it seems that the thought of these Miao people is still in a very closed state.

Remembering that night that little brother Yang kept paying homage to those old trees, Xiao Chen knew the situation of these villagers.

"What's that? If Yang Laowu were not greedy for money and went up the mountain to cut trees, I'm afraid there would be no plague."

"Dr. Xiao, are you talking about retribution?"

"Not retribution? The source of the spread of the plague is likely to be in the mountains. I have asked Dr. Liu to come back with those targets for testing. However, it is not certain for the time being. However, the source of the spread is in the mountains. The villagers who cut trees should be infected by those things. "

"Dr. Xiao, what are you talking about?"

"The water there, the bats inside, and even the stools of bats are possible."