When the patient heard this sentence from the patient, the few people who had just climbed the back mountain suddenly felt a sense of sadness. These people seemed to have no confidence in themselves.

Yes, I have been infected with the plague for more than two months. Seeing one of my companions die and I am still waiting for death, anyone will gradually become unconfident in their hearts.

"Friends, don't worry. I, Long Yi, promised that you are safe and sound. You will definitely be able to walk down Longyun Villa safely. The people in the government dare not do anything to you." Long Yi said loudly to the person who came.

"Lord Long Manor, don't comfort us. We are very grateful to you for saving us from the government, but now we have no hope. We just hope to go home to see our wife, son and daughter, and go through this last journey of life." A man stood up and said, looking like a scholar, relatively gentle.

"Xiucai Wang, you are a scholar after all, how could you say such despicable words? Did you learn a lot of saints and proverbs into pigs' brains?" Long Yi was so angry that he didn't even get angry when he saw the genius who stood up to speak.

This man became a scholar in his early years, but because he couldn't stand the decadent trend of the officialdom, he resolutely gave up the imperial examination and then returned to Yizhou to be a commoner, writing calligraphy and painting for the villagers. Unexpectedly, this time he was also infected with the plague. The politeness was decadent, which made Long Yi very anxious.

"Lord Long Manor, studying is reading, but this plague cannot be dispelled by the words of the saints? Didn't there still a Jinshi in the previous dynasty die under the plague? Besides, I have been trapped in Longyun Villa for more than two months. The owner of Long Manor always said that he would be fine, but in the past two months, I have seen more than fifty blind dates falling down."

"And this old doctor, I know you are very worried about our life or death, but your medicine is really useless. We drink it every day and every month. But except for dead people, we don't find any other use. We also see that you have tried your best. At the beginning, you were full of red face, but now you have become a bone. I thank you for your fellow villagers."

"But we just want to go home. Instead of staying here and waiting for death, it is better to go home and have a reunion dinner and then set off happily, without any need to suffer." The scholar said silently, obviously no longer having to survive.

"Your useless things. It's really a waste of reading the books of sages. If Confucius saw that you read his books, he was so cowardly and useless, and he had to get up from the grave. Mencius said that a gentleman should set an example. If you read the books of sages, is this the example? If you suffer a small plague, you will seek death. If you go to the battlefield, you won't pee your pants? You have survived for more than two months. You can't stand for a while? Even if you want to die, save yourself and hit the stigma, don't bewitch your blind dates here, they still want to survive!"

Hu Ye kicked Wang Xiucai in the stomach with a sharp kick. He kicked Wang Xiucai four times and then cursed. Such people have lost their hope of survival until now. They can no longer work with kind words and advice. They must be enlightened.

If even the patient loses confidence. Even the doctor is a skilled doctor, he will have no choice but to do anything, not to mention that he is a half-baked doctor. With his superficial understanding of the plague, he will definitely not be able to save a group of patients who have not survived.

"Hu Ye!"

"Hu Ye!"

Long Yi and Lou Ying shouted at Hu Ye at the same time, saying that they invited Hu Ye to save these people, not to humiliate them.

Hu Ye turned around and smiled at the two of them, and then continued to bombard Wang Xiucai. "The soldier has a belief called "marinating a corpse with horses and corpses. Even if he is surrounded by the enemy on the battlefield, even if he has no hope of winning, he will have to kill him alone and turn him over. This is what a soldier."

"Although I, Hu Ye, is a young boy, I have read two books on sages. I know that since literati have become educated, I will have a few kilograms of burden on my shoulders. If I put down my burden because of a small plague, what kind of face will I have to meet the hundred saints after my death?"

"Haha, my husband is so literary, but I haven't experienced the plague, I don't know its pain. Have you tried to feel heartbroken in the middle of the night, and my heart is chilling under the scorching sun? Have you tried to see the pain of your relatives looking at each other at the foot of the mountain, but you can't go down the mountain? Have you ever tried to smile at you yesterday, but today it turned into the pain of a cold corpse?" Wang Xiucai yelled at Hu Ye.

He has indeed had enough. He basically died in these halls every day. As the spiritual leader of this group of people, he is almost collapsed.

"I see you as a little baby. Don't think that you can point fingers at me by reading some books of sages. You eat as much rice as I eat as salt. You dare to talk about sages in front of me?" Wang Xiucai kept refuting Hu Ye.

Hu Ye saw that Wang Xiucai had a trace of fighting spirit, knew that his sarcasm had already had some effect, and then continued, "I have never had a plague, but I have experienced millions of casualties when I was sick. I felt heartbroken in the middle of the night, and my heart was chilling under the scorching sun? I can only tell you that my hands once owed tens of thousands of blood debts. I didn't sleep for two days and two nights, just because I was afraid that the tens of thousands of dead souls would come to me to settle the score. Have you ever experienced that feeling of worry?"

"You still have relatives waiting at the foot of the mountain, and where are me? Where are my relatives? I will never see them in my life. Maybe they don't even know where I am, maybe they still think I am living happily now. Have you ever experienced the pain of having a home that you can't go back, and you will still be awakened by nightmares in the middle of the night?"

"Also, I once knew a girl who called me brother intimately the other day, and the next day I held her cold head. Can you feel that helpless feeling? I don't have the right to say death easily. What's the right to say death?"

"Did your parents give you a birth to you just to die? Do you want your relatives at the foot of your mountain to go back for a meal and then hang yourself?" Hu Ye shouted loudly, spitting out the words in his heart that had been silent for half a year.

In an instant, the hall became silent. Wang Xiucai, who had just ironed Hu Ye, was already staring at Hu Ye blankly. He didn't expect that a child who looked only eleven or twelve years old had experienced such a thing. In comparison, it seemed that he really did not have the qualification to die.

Lou Ying looked straight at Hu Ye's back. In his eyes, Hu Ye was just a hippie little baby, a medical genius, and a mysterious master. But what Hu Ye said today gave him a new understanding of Hu Ye. Hu Ye is not only a disciple of the immortal family, but also a person.

Long Yi didn't say anything. He didn't expect that Hu Ye had experienced so much. He was a cruel and ruthless person, otherwise he wouldn't have been in the position of the owner of Longyun Villa. But he could not have been able to remain as if nothing had happened after he died because of him. That kind of torment in his heart was definitely not something that a little baby could bear. At this moment, Long Yi admired Hu Ye and finally understood why Kongyin wanted to protect this person.

"Okay. Don't say anything. Since I, Long Yi, said that to keep everyone safe, I will definitely be able to send everyone down the mountain safely. This young master Hu Ye is the immortal family that Lou Ying first invited. He will definitely cure everyone's illness." After a while of silence, Long Yi said to everyone in the hall.

Lou Ying also woke up from the shock and said, "Don't worry, although Hu Ye is young, he still gave me the ability to borrow his life from heaven. So as long as he is here, you can go down the mountain safely."

Only then did Wang Xiucai take a serious look at Hu Ye, and he couldn't tell what was different from ordinary little babies. He really couldn't figure out where Hu Ye had so much time to experience so many things? But what Hu Ye said just now was vivid. It was definitely something that people who had experienced it personally could say.

But he felt that it was probably not something that a little kid could do if he wanted to cure the plague among his people, and even the miraculous doctor Hua Tuo could not save him even if he was alive.

"Young boy, I was indeed a little excited just now. Don't care about some of the extreme words I said. But this plague is not something you can solve. Even if Hua Tuo is reborn, he will be helpless. You should leave. We will no longer beg for death easily." Wang Xiucai saw that Hu Ye came in without any defensive measures, and also had a hint of admiration for him, so he lowered his voice and said.

"Wang Xiucai, Hua Tuo is Hua Tuo, I am me. I can't say I can't do anything. When gunpowder came out hundreds of years ago, who could think that it could be used to make a musket? Who could think that it would become a weapon for killing? So what I want to say is that the times are changing and that the predecessors can't do it, it doesn't mean we can't do it. Besides, do you really think that I'm not afraid of death? I have no support and dare to come in and talk to you like this? It's because I'm not afraid of plague at all, so I'll let me live here for several months without any problems. Now you should believe me, right?" Hu Ye said to Xiucai Wang.

"Young Master, can you really cure our illness?"

At this time, a skinny middle-aged man stood up and asked Hu Ye in a low voice.

"You can't be cured, why am I here for? Am I full? "Hu Ye could only bite the bullet at this time, hoping that Lou Ying's prescription works.

"Since that's the case, even if you do it, I, Wang Xiucai, will sacrifice my life to accompany you to compensate the gentleman." Wang Xiucai said while patting his chest.

Hu Ye saw this group of people rekindled their desire for life and knew that his plan had been half successful. As long as Lou Ying's medicine works, it would be easier to manage it. Although it is impossible for everyone here to survive, the situation will not continue to worsen.

"Hu Ye, what's your way?" Lou Ying came forward and asked Hu Ye in a low voice.

Hu Ye then looked at the hall seriously. Perhaps Long Yi was afraid that the epidemic would spread here, so he sealed all the windows of the hall, and even opened one door. This is not what it means to control the epidemic, but to create a breeding ground for the spread of the epidemic.

"Lord Long Manor, ask your people to open all the windows here and open the doors to allow fresh air to circulate. Also, clean all the sanitation here and disinfect them with quicklime. Then gather all the patients here and isolate them according to the condition. Take special care of the serious illness, and increase the dosage of the medicine."

"Also, the villagers will not get sick for no reason. There must be some pollution source. The owner of Long Manor has to send people to the nearby mountains of rivers to find out if there will be some dead cows and horses, or dead people or other polluting the water source. Those may be the source of this plague." Hu Ye said a series of measures. In fact, these are normal in later generations, but in the eyes of the Ming Dynasty, it is difficult to understand.

"Open the doors and windows?" Lou Ying was shocked. He was afraid that the plague would spread to other places in the villa, so he discussed with Long Yi to seal the doors and windows here. Now Hu Ye actually wanted to open them all, which naturally surprised him.

Hu Ye knew what Lou Ying was thinking, but it was so closed here. It was really a good place for breeding bacteria. It would only make the patient's condition worse and worse. In addition, no one cleaned it at all, so the smell here can be described as a stinking smell.

Hu Ye can't use viruses and bacteria to explain to Lou Ying because they can't understand it at all. After thinking about it, the famous doctor Wu Youke, who had only appeared for more than a hundred years, remember that although his theory of plague is not completely correct, it is the easiest thing that the Ming Dynasty people understand.

So Hu Ye brought Lou Ying and Long Yi to the door, and the morning sun was shining in. At the junction of darkness and light, a lot of dust could be seen flying.

"Mr. Lou, have you seen this dust?" Hu Ye pointed to the countless dust floating in the air and said to Lou Ying.

Lou Ying quickly put on her glasses, looked carefully, and nodded in confusion. Long Yi also looked at it seriously. His observation ability was very strong, and he could tell at a glance that there was often a lot of dust.

"My master said that plague is a kind of hostility, it is mixed with these dust. However, it is much smaller than dust and cannot be seen by the naked eye." Hu Ye said.

"What you mean is that the plague is not caused by the plague god at all, but by the anger that your master said? And the anger is spread in this way. That is why the plague is contagious?" Lou Ying thoughtfully, then pointed to the dust at the junction of light and darkness and said.

Lou Ying is worthy of being a famous doctor. As long as Hu Ye makes a point, he will guess it.

"Yes. This is how the plague spreads, so if you seal it up, the anger here will accumulate more and more. The harm to people will become greater and greater. Even if your prescription can cure the disease, it will be suppressed by the efficacy of the drug. So if you want to cure them, you must minimize the concentration of the anger here. Opening the doors and windows is one, cleaning is two, and increasing the dosage is three. I believe that as long as you do this, the epidemic will improve within three days." Hu Ye said confidently.

"Mr. Lou..." Long Yi asked Lou Ying with some doubts. He still had to listen to Lou Ying's opinions on such matters.

Lou Ying muttered secretly for a while, then looked at the dust for a long time, and finally made up her mind, "Lord Long, just do what Hu Ye said. Anyway, there is no better way at the moment."

"Since that's the case, I'll let my men come down and do it." Long Yi got Lou Ying's words and said to his men, "Go and transfer the people at the foot of the mountain, remove all the doors and windows here, and clean them thoroughly. Then divide the patients into three batches and live in three main halls."

As soon as Long finished speaking, some people went down the mountain, and some people started to divide more than 200 people into batches.

Hu Ye felt that this kind of treatment was not a method, but also needed to prevent it. The best way to prevent it is not only to maintain hygiene, but also to vaccinate acne. But now there is no such thing as a prophylactic injection, and vaccination has not appeared yet. Only the most old-fashioned method is human acne.

"Mr. Lou, do you know why I am not afraid of the plague?" Hu Ye suddenly asked Lou Ying.

"You are a disciple of the Immortal Family, so you don't have to be afraid of such human illness." Lou Ying murmured.

"Mr. Lou, you are wrong. There are no gods in the world at all. It's just people imagined it. And I'm not a disciple of a god, otherwise I would have someone issued a reward order to be wanted?" Hu Ye chuckled. He never believed in the gods. Even if he came to the Ming Dynasty for no reason, he could explain it to the wormhole, and he could not fight against the gods.

"Then why are you not afraid of the plague?" Lou Ying asked curiously.

"Not only am I not afraid of plague, even you can be afraid of plague." Hu Ye said with a mysterious smile.

"Are you saying true?" Lou Ying's eyes lit up. The plague has been raging for thousands of years, and it is simply unpredictable. If it can be cured, it will naturally be a great contribution to the Chinese nation.

"Have you not discovered that people who have been infected with plagues before will not be infected again in the future?" Hu Ye said.

"What does it mean?" Lou Ying asked in confusion.

"I want to say that people who have been infected with the plague already have something in their bodies that can resist the invasion of hostility. No matter how much hostility is, they cannot be infected again. So as long as these people survive this plague, they will not have to worry about the plague in the future."

"What do you mean is that we will also be infected with the plague?" Long Yi suddenly interrupted. Hu Ye's idea was too terrifying. He could not imagine what the consequences would be.

"It's not that you are infected with the plague, but that you are producing antibodies. Haven't you found that the early stage of the plague is just like a cold and has a headache? If treated in time at this time, the situation will improve. Not only will it not be in danger of life, but it can also be immune to the plague. I am not afraid of the plague, because I have had such a cold before, not because I am a child of an immortal family."

"No, your idea is too crazy. If you make a mistake, won't the epidemic be more serious?" Long Yi shook his head firmly. This is just a joke about life.

"Where is Mr. Lou, what do you think?" Hu Ye turned to Lou Ying. As long as this old guy is willing to try, others will not be a problem.

Lou Ying looked at Hu Ye and felt that the person who could borrow his life from heaven would not tell lies on such things, so he nodded, like a warrior preparing to go to the battlefield. "I will give it a try today, just treat it as making some contribution to the medical cause."

"Mr. Lou, no, I can come and try it." Long Yi quickly stopped Lou Ying. This is a famous doctor in the world. If he died on his own farm, Longyun Villa would be condemned by the people in the world.

"The owner of Long Manor is a life, and it doesn't matter how noble or low. Besides, I am so old that it's perfect for this experiment. So the owner of Long Manor should not persuade him anymore, I have decided." After Lou Ying said that, she was about to pull off the towel covered on her face.

Hu Ye quickly stopped Lou Ying. Even if you always want to try it, you don’t have to be so anxious. There are so many viruses here, not trying to test people’s acne, but just seeking death.

Then Hu Ye found a piece of clothing worn by the patient and asked Lou Ying to wear it. Then he said to Lou Ying, "Mr. Lou, you will have a cold and a fever today. Let's prepare for treatment now. When your cold is cured, you will no longer be afraid of the plague." (To be continued, please search Piao Tianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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