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The weather is still hot, and the plague that was originally under orderly prevention and control has also worsened due to the weather and drug shortage.

This is what plague is like. If it cannot be controlled well, it will be transmitted by one, two, two, and eight, or even more serious.

The medicine is not good, and each village can only use the summer heat treatment, but it doesn't work at all.

What added fuel to the fire was that I originally thought that the plague was just a human problem, but I didn't expect that the livestock would be infected.

Many villagers were not spread by others, but were infected with plague by their livestock.

In order to seek stability, Master Qingluan and others asked the government to come forward to gather all the poultry and livestock from several nearby villages to kill and burn them to prevent future troubles.

The people cried and shouted. You should know that for ordinary farmers, cattle and horses are the most valuable things in their families. Some families have to save two or three generations to afford a cow.

What made Master Qingluan even more worried was that Song Qin was also infected with the plague.

People from Xianyuan Mountain were also infected in several other places, which caught them off guard.

"Teacher..." Chen Liben came over and wanted to speak but stopped.

"Tell me!" Master Qingluan knew that it was not a good thing when he looked at his expression.

"Master Chengyun seems...they are plague again." Chen Liben gritted his teeth and said it.

"How could it be..." Master Qingluan's voice was so low that he could almost hear it himself.

"The disciples are not sure, so I want to invite you to have a look," Chen Liben said: "Senior Brother Lantai went to the village."

If Sima Lantai was there, he should have been able to make the conclusion almost the same.

"Okay, I'll go and have a look." Master Qingluan stepped forward with difficulty.

Almost at the same time, Sima Lantai met Shudi in the village.

"Doctor Lantai," Shudi cried and caught up: "My mother is sick again."

"Don't worry, it's probably because of heatstroke." Sima Lantai comforted her: "I'll go and see it."

"I hope so," I felt much safer when I saw Sima Lantai Shudi: "But my mother and I have been taking summer medicine these days."

"Have your mother been outside?" Sima Lantai asked as she walked.

"This is when it's almost dawn and after dark, it's not coming out at other times." Shudi took two steps. Sima Lantai's legs were long and big, so she couldn't keep up.

"Do you drink a lot of water?" Sima Lantai asked.

"Drink water every half an hour, this is what you told me." Shudi said hurriedly.

She kept everything Sima Lantai said in mind, dared not forget a word, and did it honestly.

Sima Lantai felt confused, but did not tell Shudi, afraid that she would increase her panic.

Shudi's house was in dilapidated and she had a few chickens, but she was killed a few days ago.

Therefore, it seems even more desolate, like a poor and terminally ill person who has worked hard and broken in the heat and can collapse at any time.

Shudi's mother was lying on the bamboo bed, her eyes and cheeks were deeply sunken, and a gray color appeared on her face.

That is a look that only those who are about to die will have. Sima Lantai has seen it too many times.

"Mom, mom, wake up, the miracle doctor is here." Shudi stepped forward and pushed her mother, but only received two vague responses.

Sima Lantai took her pulse, opened her eyelids, opened her mouth and looked, then pulled Shudi and walked out.

Shudi asked in panic, "What's wrong with this? Where are we going?"

"You can't stay here." Sima Lantai said: "Your mother's plague has recurred and it's no longer helpful."

"How could it be?" Shudi was stunned, standing there, trying to shake Sima Lantai's hand away: "Isn't my mother's plague already cured? They can't do it again if they can say it."

If Sima Lantai was not saying this, Shudi would definitely scold him.

Her mother was obviously well, how could she curse her to death?

"I know you don't want to believe it, but this is true," Sima Lantai felt very sad, but he was always not good at showing his true feelings: "I will ask someone to deal with it later."

"I won't leave, I can't leave my mother." Shudi shook her head fiercely, and she threw tears out: "She has obviously been cured, and I have made a wish to the Bodhisattva. I must be so hot that I am so sleepy that I am in a nightmare."

Then she woke up and slapped her mouth hard.

Although she is only eleven years old this year, the poor children have long been in the family and have lost their father since childhood. They can help their mothers do their work at the age of three or four.

Sima Lantai reached out and pinched her neck bone hard. Shudi fell to the ground dejectedly and fainted.

Sima Lantai picked her up and took her out of the village.

Master Qingluan showed it to Chengyun and confirmed it was a plague.

"Anyone who has encountered the plague I have encountered will not be infected for life, or will not be infected for a few years after recovery. I have never encountered such a thing, just cured but relapsed." Master Qingluan shook his head, his eyebrows tightly gathered.

"Maybe the symptoms disappeared before and they did not recover." Sima Lantai said just a guess: "If the medicine can be supplied all the time and they continue to take it, maybe..."

Master Qingluan sighed long, and now he said that these are just assumptions and are useless.

"Now more and more people are infected, and there is no medicine available," Master Qingluan was helpless. He lived to be seventy or eighty years old, and for the first time he was forced into such a desperate situation: "I wrote a letter to inform Master Chengyun that no one is allowed to send people down the mountain. Now the fewer people are involved, the better."

"What will Master plan to do next?" Sima Lantai asked.

"The three of us masters stay to take care of the sick disciples and these sick people. How much can we cure? If you take the others back to the mountain, remember not to go up the mountain first, stay in the lower half of the mountain, and confirm that no one is infected and then go up the mountain."

"Master, disciples cannot leave you alone." Sima Lantai will never do so: "You take the other junior brothers back!"

"Don't argue with me about this matter. You have always heard the words of your master the most." Master Qingluan said no to him: "He Minglun said that he received a reply from the magistrate. The bandit suppression in the south had won and sent advance troops to come. He asked to move all the villagers who were not sick to the upper reaches first, concentrate all the sick villagers in Jiemaping, and purchase medicinal materials along the way, and it will arrive in about seven days."

He Minglun also knew that the situation was critical and had long planned to gather all the patients in other villages, so that it would be easier to manage and avoid the spread of the epidemic.

This was because of the limited manpower, so I dared not move rashly.

Now that I have received the order from the magistrate, I naturally let go of my hands and feet.

In the middle of that night, Sima Lantai watched Weiying and others carry Master Qingluan into the car, and then carried Shudi, who was wrapped in green linen, into a car alone.

"Senior Brother Lantai, the master is awake, how can I explain?" Wei Ying looked bitter.

"To be honest," Sima Lantai said: "As long as you remember, no matter how angry he is, don't come back to me."

"If Hachiro asks..." Weiying choked up, Sima Lantai's eyes told him that his question was too hurtful.
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