As Chu Yunyao said, she quickly grabbed Mrs. Zhang and walked out, "It's not too late, let's go, and report back when we have the results."

Mr. Zhang was concerned about the patient, and after hearing what Chu Yunyao said, he followed her out.

When we arrived at the lobby, there was a stench coming from the inside. There were rows of patients lying on the beds and on the floor. Some of them were holding their stomachs and screaming for pain.

Seeing Mr. Zhang leading a little yellow-haired girl in, his face showed despair.

Some people have even begun to make oral wills.

Chu Yunyao saw the soldiers coming out of the latrine holding the wall, looked at their faces, and asked, "When did the diarrhea start?"

"The night before yesterday." Mr. Zhang opened the notebook, "I thought it was just a bad stomach and unhygienic, so I didn't take it seriously. I didn't expect it to explode suddenly yesterday, and so many people fell down all at once.

I was invited to treat you today, but I didn’t understand the symptoms for a while. It is reasonable to say that if you have dysentery, timely treatment will not endanger your life, but these people are already dying. as a result of. "

Chu Yunyao squatted down, picked out a few soldiers with mild symptoms, severe symptoms, and fainted soldiers, and took their pulses respectively.

Her slender little hands rested on the wrists of those rough soldiers, as if holding their lifeline, giving people hope for life for no reason.

Chu Yunyao felt their pulses one by one.

"How is it?" Elder Zhang asked tentatively, "It doesn't look like dysentery, does it?"

Chu Yunyao didn't answer. An hour later, after feeling the pulse of the last person, and seeing the dead person being swept up in grass, she ordered lightly, "Take it to the pharmacy."

Those people looked at Miracle Doctor Zhang, and Miracle Doctor Zhang nodded: "Do as the little doctor says."

Even the living can't be diagnosed, so is it possible to ask something from the dead?

The hope in those people's eyes was instantly shattered, and they asked Doctor Zhang in despair: "Doctor Zhang, do we have a dead end?"

Divine doctor Zhang comforted: "Wait a little longer, you protect your family and the country, even if I fight this old life, I will cure you."

When Chu Yunyao heard Zhang Lao's words, her complexion moved and her chest trembled. She glanced at Miracle Doctor Zhang appreciatively, and knelt down to answer the soldier's words: "You have to trust Miracle Doctor Zhang, and you will be able to find out the symptoms soon."

After entering the pharmacy, Chu Yunyao looked at the corpse placed on the stretcher, and said to the people guarding the pharmacy, "You guys go out first."

After the two went out, Doctor Zhang closed the door and asked anxiously: "Little Doctor, do you have the answer? Is the old man's judgment correct?"

"Yes." Chu Yunyao searched around in the pharmacy, and took out a scalpel from the cabinet, "Dysentery is just a shield, and it can be cured by taking some traditional Chinese medicine for dysentery.

What caused their death was actually poisoning. "

"Poisoned?" Elder Zhang grabbed the stretcher tightly and said in a trembling voice, "Who is so vicious to poison in the barracks without anyone noticing? Is this to put our safety in the north at risk?

What kind of poison is this? "

"There will be an answer soon." Chu Yunyao said, reaching out to pick off the corpse's clothes.

"Little doctor, what are you going to do?" Seeing that the upper body of the corpse was stripped off by Chu Yunyao, Mrs. Zhang reminded, "Little doctor, men and women are inseparable. .”