Xiao Zicheng understood a lot of medical skills. If it weren't for the symptoms of the epidemic this time, it was exactly similar to the symptoms of the epidemic recorded in "Xian Ni Ji", he would have no choice.

Human life is at stake, and he can't sit still, "Where are people? Take me to see."

Under the leadership of the yamen runners, the two soon arrived at a remote place.

From a distance, Xiao Zicheng smelled a foul smell.

Logically speaking, these severely ill patients in the dying area are very light and cannot be so odorful because they are willing to eat when they are infected.

However, even if Xiao Zicheng wears a mask, it is difficult to isolate the stench in the air.

The patients lie on the ground, looking weak, full of excrement.

Before Xiao Zicheng could speak, a patient couldn't help but perform for Xiao Zicheng on the spot, saying, "What does it mean to flow from shit and urine?"

The yamen runners covered their masks hard and persuaded them with disgust:

"Sir, why don't we leave now? The taste here is so unbearable."

Although Xiao Zicheng was so disgusting that he thought that these people believed in him and took the increased dose of the epidemic-avoiding soup. He slapped the yamen runners in the face with his backhand:

"Why are you going? These people believe that they only take medicine. If you dare to say "leave", I will kill you!"

"It's... the adults taught a lesson... the villain knows his mistake..."

Xiao Zicheng's voice of scolding the yamen runners attracted the attention of these patients:

"Sir... are you here? I've gone through the fever, but my stomach is so boring that I really have no strength..."

"Yes, if this continues, I'm afraid I'll die of scattering... Sir, do you have any medicine? Just try it quickly. I can still resist..."

"Sir, don't blame yourself. I've prepared before taking the medicine..."

Xiao Zicheng keenly discovered that although these people were all exhausted due to diarrhea and heavy loss of water.

But the good news is that they, who had originally had a high fever, have now all their fevers subsided and they have some confidence in speaking.

"What are you doing when you stand there? Have you forgotten the order issued by me? Have you not called on someone to bury all the excrement?"

Xiao Zicheng had a vague guess in his heart. He felt relieved and turned his head to look at the yamen runners and ordered.

"The villain dare not forget... The villain will call someone now."

The fate of those greedy soldiers was vividly remembered. The yamen runners did not dare to disobey Xiao Zicheng's orders and wanted to call people very happily.

"Wait." Xiao Zicheng called out, "Go to the Imperial Hospital to find a doctor to take a look."

"This..." The yamen runner was a little embarrassed, "You know that the adults and those imperial physicians are all very proud... villains are afraid..."

After the yamen runners reminded me, Xiao Zicheng instantly remembered Zhang Xuanrui's face and sighed in his heart.

"Forget it, go and find my father and ask him to find a reliable doctor."

The yamen runner's face relaxed when he heard this and left in a hurry.

When the yamen runners left, Xiao Zicheng called someone to come and began to clean the bodies of these patients and relocate them to a clean place.

I had an appointment for about an hour to find the doctor's yamen runners and came back.

In the tent, when Xiao Zicheng saw the doctor's face, his face immediately became a little strange:

"Dr. Wang, it's been a long time no see..."

Wang Langzhong's body trembled, and he couldn't help but cover his crotch and said with a smirk:

"Young Master Xiao still remembers the villain..."

"First talk about the serious matters. I asked you to come here to help you see a few patients."

After saying that, he took Wang Langzhong toward Xinli's tent.

Seeing Doctor Wang seriously inquiring about the patient's condition, Xiao Zicheng felt a little moved. He kicked this Doctor very hard at the beginning...

"How are these people?"

Seeing that Doctor Wang got up, Xiao Zicheng asked hurriedly.

"The patient's condition has improved, it's very good." Wang Langzhong's face was full of surprise, and there was a hint of joy.

"very nice?"

Looking at the group of people lying on the wooden board and their stomachs were running through, Xiao Zicheng felt that he must have heard it wrong.

"At this time, the most difficult thing about the epidemic is that the high fever does not subside. Now the fever has subsided, and the most dangerous time has passed.

Just drink more water and you will recover slowly, it won’t hurt.”

"It's true, drink more water, right?"

Xiao Zicheng's eyes lit up, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and finally saw the dawn.

It seems that his method is a right bet. Now, as long as these people drink more water and metabolize the drug as soon as possible, they may become the first people to come out of the relocation site!

"Do you drink hot water?"

Xiao Zicheng, who was a straight man in his previous life, subconsciously asked.

“Hot water?”

Doctor Wang said in confusion.

"It's not safe to drink raw water now..."

Wang Langzhong smiled, "Of course it's hot water, but I just don't know if it can work, so let's try it."

Xiao Zicheng was a little amused, but then he realized that this era is not as convenient as later generations, and it is really a luxury to burn firewood.

He quickly helped the yamen runners, set up the pot, and personally supervised the soldiers to pour half a pot of water. After thinking about it, Wu Tian brought some salt to come over.

At present, these patients have lost a lot of water due to diarrhea, and the electrolytes in the body will definitely be affected and cause disorders.

Drinking some light salt water can help their body function recover, and salt is definitely indispensable.

Seeing Xiao Zicheng throwing handfuls of salt into the pot, Wu Tian sucked his teeth in pain.

This salt is two cents and one pound. Adding it like an adult likes to lose his family...

When the patients saw Xiao Zicheng adding a lot of salt to the water, their eyes lit up. When they saw that the person added salt, they were worthy of being the young master of a rich family, and they were arrogant.

“Has it been added too much?”

Xiao Zicheng came to his senses only now. Seeing that half of the salt had gone out of his hand, he couldn't help feeling guilty.

"Not too much, no more...Salt is a good thing, add more fresh..."

“Yes, yes, it’s better to add more…”

Xiao Zicheng was stunned when he heard this and couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"Okay, no problem. As long as you drink it in a while, I'll add another handful."

...........

After drinking hot salt water, maybe there was something in my stomach, and the group of people felt more comfortable, but gradually they had strength on their bodies.

At night, Wu Tian came in with a happy face to report:

"Sir, those more than ten people, except for five of them, who started to have fever again, the rest of them didn't have diarrhea!"

Xiao Zicheng was immediately overjoyed when he heard this. Wouldn't this be better?

Seven days later, the number of patients in the relocation site dropped sharply, and outside Xiao Zicheng's tent was full of people who were about to leave the station to express their gratitude.

"Mr. Xiao is a living Bodhisattva, and the villain kowtowed to the master!"

"Sir, I am a fairy who has descended to earth. We must erect a monument of immortality for you..."

At first, Xiao Zicheng enjoyed it very much, but when there were too many people, he became a little annoyed:

"Okay, everyone is going back to recuperate. Be sure to pay attention to protection. Don't be careless. You'll be dispersed."

Although Xiao Zicheng's attitude was a little cold, people did not feel wronged at all. Instead, they kowtowed again and left reluctantly.

Think about the people who died during this period of time. If Lord Xiao had not saved him, they would have become a handful of loess.

Looking at these people who thanked each other for farewell, Xiao Zicheng felt a sigh.

In the palace, Emperor Jingping was reviewing the memorial, and a young eunuch lowered his head and walked in quickly.

"Long live my emperor!"

Emperor Jingping rubbed his temples tiredly, "Get up, but what is the news from the Kanqian Station?"

The eunuch worships again:

"Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Your Majesty. Most of the patients in the relocation site have recovered. Lord Xiao said that they will be cut in three days."
Chapter completed!