Chapter 1161 Extra 29 Treatnt
This plague was coming fiercely, not only highly contagious, but also extrely violent. Mo Yan's treatnt process was not smooth. She tried her best to temporarily stabilize the patient's condition, but so The elderly and children who did not receive tily treatnt and had poor immunity could not bear the ravages of the virus and died in pain in just a few days.
These corpses eroded by the virus cannot be buried. Although the people who lost their loved ones were very sad, they still followed the governnt's instructions and agreed to be cremated. Finally, they took the ashes and buried them in a selected place. At least, they gave their deceased relatives a place to stay and would not beco orphans. Ghost.
There were almost no pedestrians on the streets of Weicheng. The soldiers who occasionally carried out orders passed by in a hurry, but more and more white flags were hung on the gates facing the street. This once prosperous city was shrouded in darkness. In the shadow of death, there is an air of despair.
"It's useless, how could it be useless? What's the problem? What should I do, what should I do..." In the temporarily packed dicine room, Mo Yan slumped on the chair and muttered to himself, having not taken a good care of himself in the past few days. Her eyes were bloodshot as she lay on the pillow, and she looked more haggard than ever.
These days, Mo Yan learned about the specific symptoms of the epidemic at the isolation point outside the city, and after teaching the doctors so prevention thods, he locked himself in the dicine room day and night to research prescriptions for treating and resisting the plague.
After half a month, more than a dozen prescriptions have been developed. However, every ti the dicine is given to the sick person, he or she will get better at that ti, but the condition will worsen again the next day, and it is impossible to control it. Up to now, the newly developed prescriptions can only temporarily stabilize the disease, but cannot completely cure the sick people.
Xiao Ruiyuan, who walked in with a tray, saw his wife's dejected look, and his heart clenched fiercely. He put down the tray and persuaded softly: "Yan'er, eat sothing first. Only when you are full can you have the strength to continue."
"Huh?" Mo Yan raised her head, her eyes flashing with confusion that she couldn't hide in ti. Looking at Xiao Ruiyuan who looked distressed, she ca back to her senses and nodded, taking the food that was brought to her.
"Yan'er, if the food doesn't suit your appetite, you should eat more. My husband has sent people to transport the ingredients elsewhere. They will arrive in two days." Seeing his wife unable to eat, Xiao Ruiyuan knew why, but explained the reason It's because the food is not good.
Mo Yan shook her head quickly, took a big mouthful of rice and swallowed it reluctantly: "The food is very good, don't bother Shiyi and the others. The whole of Weizhou is in danger now, don't let them take risks."
First experienced a flood, and then a plague broke out. Although Weicheng was not destroyed by the flood, the surrounding areas suffered a major disaster. There was no grain to be harvested, and even vegetables could not be grown.
Fortunately, we were well prepared. Before the flood ca, the governnt transported the food in the granary to a higher place. Before the plague broke out, the court also transported a large amount of relief food. Otherwise, even if there was no plague, the affected people would starve to death. .
It's just that the food problem has been temporarily solved. It is also true that there is no abundant food. The people affected by the disaster can only drink porridge to survive. Mo Yan and others are better, but they can only eat white rice. It is good to have vegetables and eggs in the bowl.
This is how everyone is doing during these days, and no one will find it objectionable.
Afraid that Xiao Ruiyuan would really let people search for ingredients to improve his own als, Mo Yan had to force herself to eat a large bowl of rice.
Looking at the empty rice bowl, Xiao Ruiyuan breathed a sigh of relief. He was worried that Mo Yan would not rest and was busy preparing dicine. For the first ti, he did not pack up the dishes and leave imdiately after Mo Yan finished eating, but stayed in front of Mo Yan to talk to her. .
"Yan'er, you have tried your best. The epidemic is currently under control. You still have ti to study slowly. Sotis the more anxious you are, the less clue you have. Maybe you can co up with a way to curb the plague after a good sleep."
Mo Yan sighed, rubbed his swollen forehead, and said feebly: "I understand everything you said, but looking at the people in dire straits outside the city, I dare not waste any ti, for fear that there will be countless more people if I am too late. A family is broken."
Seeing this, Xiao Ruiyuan stepped forward and stood behind Mo Yan. While massaging her gently and skillfully, he comforted her: "Husband, I know you are anxious, but it is useless for you to be anxious about this kind of thing, even if you can't find her in the end. You have tried your best to solve the problem."
Nono, Ill think about it again, Ill think about it again, and Ill definitely co up with a solution
Mo Yan was already very tired after not having a good rest for several days. She leaned on the chair and was massaged by her husband, which made her a little drowsy, and her words were a little confused.
Xiao Ruiyuan looked more and more distressed, and the movents of his hands were more careful: "Well, Yan'er is so powerful, he will definitely be able to figure it out. The prescription you researched in the past two days is still useful. You don't have to worry for the ti being. You can go to bed first. As soon as you sleep, your husband will be by your bedside and wake you up later, okay?"
Mo Yan, who was already tired and sleepy, was not so insistent when he heard this. He just reminded: "Then I will sleep for an hour. You must wake up after an hour."
Xiao Ruiyuan helped Mo Yan up and walked to the bedroom next door, while responding: "You can rest in peace, my husband will call you."
Mo Yan yawned and nodded, lying down on the bed. She looked at her husband sitting by the bed. She wanted to say sothing, but as soon as her head hit the pillow, she beca confused. She slowly closed her eyes without even saying what she wanted to say. Forgot too.
Xiao Ruiyuan stared at his wife's tired sleeping face, feeling dense feelings of pity and frustration in his heart.
Even though he was a general who had commanded thousands of troops, he was powerless to face this temporary disaster. He could only watch his beloved wife endure unimaginable pressure and stay in the small dicine room day and night. He was suffering, and there was nothing he could do to help.
He is not a doctor, but he can understand what his wife does. Just as he is a general, it is his mission to go into battle to kill the enemy and protect his country, and he cannot helplessly watch the great rivers and mountains being trampled by the iron hoofs of the enemy, so it is his wife's mission to save the people.
He can persuade her to eat more and rest more, but he can't force her to give up. When he can't help, all he can do is try his best to support her...
An hour passed quickly during this sleep, and Mo Yan showed no sign of waking up. Xiao Ruiyuan sat quietly like this for an hour, with no intention of waking her up. It was already late at night when Mo Yan woke up from hunger.
Mo Yan had no ti to complain about Xiao Ruiyuan's words. After eating the hot al in a hurry, she fell into the dicine room again.
This ti, she locked herself in the dicine room. It was not until more than ten days later that the dicine that had been improved several tis finally played a decisive role. After successfully curing the patients infected with the plague, she was in a ss, but with Walking out of the dicine room with a smile full of hope, it is so beautiful...
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