C268 travel to epidemic area(2)

Gu Qingli smiled and stepped into the grass hut. She could smell the scent of herbs, mixed with the heat dissipating drugs such as Forsythia, Pueraria, and so on. The disease was being treated as a Black Death.

Since someone was brewing medicine, it meant that even though the guards outside were tight, they were not able to kill the people inside. The only thing they did not know was who had prescribed this prescription.

The thick curtain covering the hut was lifted by the wind from time to time. It was biting cold, and straw covered the ground all over the inside of the shed. Many people were sleeping on one side, moaning and crying together, even though they didn't care much about people coming in.

However, the person who was fanning himself at the door, facing the small stove, suddenly raised his head and saw a cleanly dressed woman come in. He threw the fan at her and cried out, "Are you here to take us out?"

Gu Qing Li knew that the interior of the shed was infected. Without any hesitation, two silver needles flew out and sealed the other party's' Circle Jump 'acupoint, causing her to fall to the ground and not get up. It was a 15-16 year old girl. There were black spots on her neck. She had a thin body and a gray robe. Her hair was tied up. Her eyes were full of grief and fear while her face was pretty.

"Miss, don't move, it's true that I'm here to save you, but you're infected. If you approach me, I'll get infected too."

The girl started to cry. The people lying on the pile of straw also looked over. There were a few who could still move, so they half-crawled over, all of them with a sobbing tone.

"Everyone is lying down. Come and talk." Gu Qingli pointed at the girl.

The young girl was at a loss for words before she slowly began to speak. Her father was a travelling doctor, and was the first one to come in to diagnose and treat these people. In fact, he wasn't some famous doctor, and true famous doctors often had quite a bit of money. When the officials first started, they didn't care about this illness at all, and the deaths of ten or so poor people was nothing to them, so how could they invite a famous doctor over?

Only after that did the local county governor start to pay more attention to this matter. After all, it would only take half a month for the news of the Son of Heaven to reach the inner city. That would be a big problem by then.

He ordered the county's doctor, Yin, to grab a doctor at random, and the doctor gave him a good medical fee. The doctor brought his daughter over, only to be infected on the first day. This girl was called Feng Zi, perhaps because she was younger and had better physique and hadn't gotten sick yet. She was here to fry medicine for the villagers, but she also discovered some patches on her body yesterday.

He had heard that there were a lot of snake rats in the village and the infected people had black, necrotic plaques. He had been treating the plague because of this recipe. However, he hadn't gotten any better after eating it for ten days.

"What?" Ten days? Why did it only spread to the court two or three days ago? "

Feng Zi didn't understand politics, so she looked at her blankly.

Gu Qing Li thought for a moment and understood. Only when they could hide the truth would they be willing to report it. She pursed her lips and took off the deerskin glove from one of her hands, changing into a silk glove. Only then did she swing out a red thread and place it on Feng Zi's wrist, taking her pulse calmly.

Feng Zi's eyes lit up with hope as she nervously looked at her.

Gu Qing Li changed his hand and once again opened his pulse before lowering his eyebrows and shaking his head. "It's not the Black Death. There's something wrong with your prescription, how could you treat a good person?"

"But …"

"It looks similar, but the Black Death isn't caused by the end of the limbs, nor is it a butterfly shaped plaque …" Speaking of butterfly patches, Gu Qing Li's heart chilled. He couldn't help but remember that Gu Qing Xiao had been tested when she entered the city, and such patches had appeared on her body. At that time, they thought that it was a birthmark and the people inspecting it had actually allowed them to pass without a hitch. However …

She calmed her heart and asked, "Do you have any signs of rotting?"

Feng Zi shook her head and pointed towards the pile of grass. "They have … Can you see my father? " Her eyes were desperate and sad, almost dreamless.

Gu Qingli followed her and said to the uneasy crowd, "Come one by one. If anyone wants to jump on me, don't blame me for being impolite."

In fact, most of those who were either lying or sitting had no more strength left. After hearing his words, they shifted their bodies and did not move too much.

In the corner, there was a man wearing an old robe. His face was already covered in black spots and was beginning to leak a dark purple fluid. It was also dark purple and had a fishy smell. Gu Qingli brandished the red thread and connected it with his pulse. After a while, she shook her head gently, "My lady, I can only make him stop feeling so much pain."

Feng Zi's expression instantly changed, and she began sobbing.

"Your father will save people for the rest of his life. He will have a good place to go. Don't be sad." Although this scene caused her to feel sorrowful, to Gu Qingli, who was used to seeing life and death, it was nothing more than a slight ripple in her emotions.

Gu Qing Li's needles were like lightning, quickly stabbing the man's body with a dozen or so silver needles. He then sighed lightly and watched as the spasms gradually lessened, the pain in his eyes lessening somewhat.

She did not waste any more time on him. She checked his pulse one by one and found that these people's pulse was very strange, unlike any disease she had ever heard of. During the feudal era, the most widespread epidemics were influenza, plague, malaria, and hemorrhagic fever. However, the pulse of the disease was slippery and astringent. Patches on the face were always in the shape of butterflies, more like poisoning.

Poisoning is not contagious, unless the medium of infection is very wide and everyone is infected at the same time. Judging from this, the possibility of the insects spreading was much higher. After all, it was impossible for so many people to be bitten by rats, but the possibility of the insects infecting each other was not excluded.

Gu Qingli put on the deerskin gloves again and carefully examined these patients. She tentatively determined that they were spread by flying foam or contact, and if they were spread by blood or bodily fluids, they shouldn't be able to reach such a fast speed. If they were spread by water sources, it would be impossible for them to be restricted.

She asked a lot more questions, only to hear that the dead had been dragged to the back of the mountain to be buried. She knew that they didn't know what had happened to them, and thought that if she wanted to understand the cause of death completely, she should first find a corpse and then dissect it. Before going to work, they had to relieve the symptoms and try to delay their survival as much as possible.

She thought for a moment, then opened two prescriptions and stood in front of the door for the doorman to bring them in.

However, no one was willing to extend their hands to receive it. The soldier whom she had beaten earlier sneered: "I'm telling you, there's no way I can give you the medicinal ingredients for entering or exiting. "I want to go in and die …"

Her vision blurred, and the gun in her hand was somehow snatched away from him. The silver tip of the spear was placed in his throat, and Gu Qingli smiled, "Go find some herbs to trouble yourself, or do I need to use this spear on you?"

The soldier next to him shouted, "Don't act recklessly. If you stay inside, you won't die immediately. But if you shoot, you will definitely die on the spot."

Sure enough, dozens of guns were aimed at her, ready to attack at any moment.