Agriculture Escape: Ultimate Boss Has A Space Pocket!

Cui Muzhi covered his mouth and nose, and shouted in the direction of Bai Wutong and the others from tens of meters away: "Madam Bai, please see me!"

Bai Wutong and Chu Tianbao came out of the shed and replied: "What's wrong?"

Cui Muzhi waved the letter in his hand, "Everything is in the letter, madam, please read."

Bai Wutong said: "Then you put it on the ground."

Cui Muzhi put it on the ground and quickly backed away. Bai Wutong walked over and sprayed disinfectant on it before picking it up to read carefully.

Seeing the last piece of paper, he was stunned for a moment. Cui Shize actually gave her the formula of Shengling Pill, just to get some more medicinal materials and food.

Seeing Bai Wutong's serious face, Cui Muzhi couldn't help worrying: "Ma'am, we don't need a lot of medicine, as long as we can save my cousin first, please." The recipes for the pills are all out.

No matter how miraculous the Shengling Pill is, as long as it can make Qingfeng and the others suffer less from the disease and allow them to live longer, that's enough.

The medicinal materials and food that Cui Shize asked for were not enough to shake the foundation of their survival on the road, Bai Wutong thought for a while, and said decisively: "Okay, just wait a moment."

While Bai Wutong asked people to prepare things, he wrote a letter to Cui Shize to prevent the plague.

The plague is not that after taking medicine, you will not relapse after you are cured, nor is it that you will not get sick after taking preventive medicine.

The types of plague are not only respiratory infectious diseases, but also typical pink eye disease caused by dirty water entering the eyes. If left untreated, a large number of people will be infected and die.

Bai Wutong also specifically wrote in the letter that water must only be taken from the upper reaches of the river, and it must be boiled for drinking. The sick and cured people must be separated to prevent secondary cross-infection, and wash hands frequently to keep the surrounding environment clean. , and most importantly, told them the magic of masks.

Respiratory infectious diseases are different from pink eye disease. Only when water and hands with bacteria touch the eyes can they be infected. Through the air, masks can effectively block the virus in the saliva air, which can greatly reduce the spread of the plague and prevent it. Good effect of plague.

Seeing Bai Wutong's thick reply letter, Cui Shize's eyes lit up with burning fire. If he did what Bai Wutong said and took precautions in advance, the plague would be completely controllable. Contain it in the fastest time possible.

Especially the two prescriptions of Bai Wutong, if they are really effective, donate the prescriptions,

Sure to benefit tens of millions of Liming people, Bai Wutong will definitely be recorded in the historical records and become a figure admired by generations to come.

If Cui Lingyi hadn't drunk the medicine and lay down exhausted, Cui Shize would definitely ask her about the origin of this Mrs. Bai.

While waiting for the flood to recede, Bai Wutong also carefully observed everyone in their team, and she was relieved that none of them showed symptoms of the plague.

The village chief and Lin Yue, who had been quarantined for three days, sat down to eat with everyone again, talking as much as every three autumns.

The days of isolation are really painful and boring.

Now that Lin Yue looked at Qingfeng, he felt that his features were much more delicate, and he said with a smile, "Why do you look more like a girl the longer you grow?" As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong and glanced at Qingfeng. She seemed to be a girl in the first place. What nonsense.

Qingfeng lowered his eyes and couldn't see his expression clearly. Just when Lin Yue was a little embarrassed and wanted to make amends, Qingfeng said lightly, "You too."

"???" What's the same?

He is an absolutely authentic man!

Lin Yue's bewildered expression added to your solemn eyes, a smile appeared in the cool eyes, and the heroic face softened a little, which made him startled.

She seemed more like a girl just now...

Qingfeng put down the bowls and chopsticks, and when he walked away, he said to Lin Yue in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Same as Aunt Yang."

Lin Yue almost forgot what was going on, but when Qingfeng said this suddenly, he suddenly realized that Qingfeng mocked him for talking as much as Yang! He was so angry that he looked at Qingfeng's tall back and crushed his chopsticks.

It's just horrible!

It was hateful before, and it is even more hateful now!

The flood receded, and Bai Wutong and the others could continue on their way.

It is about to enter the core area of ​​Jiangyuan City. The refugees and victims are still suffering from the epidemic, and the risk factor is greatly increased. Bai Wutong asked everyone to cheer up when they set out on the road.

Cui Lingyi and the others are also recovering from their illnesses. They want to go to Jiangyuan City to supply food and medicinal materials. Most importantly, Cui Shize wants to persuade Bai Wutong to hand over the prescription to the Jiangyuan City government, so that the prefect of Jiangyuan City can use the prescription to save the lives of the people as much as possible.

Cui Shize and the others followed Bai Wutong and his team. Suddenly, a fat old man with a gray beard fell on the side of the road, and the man who supported him yelled in horror, "Teacher, teacher! Wake up!"

Everyone thought it was a plague patient, so they speeded up as fast as they could. Cui Shize was on the horse, and suddenly heard a man's voice that was strangely familiar. His eyes moved down, and suddenly, he met the man who wanted to ask for help. .

"Brother!"

"Brother!"

Both of them shouted in surprise.

Xu Zhiyi's moist eyes showed some pleasant surprise, and he said to Cui Shize: "Junior Brother, Teacher, he is sick!"

Cui Shize knew that Yang Quanzi was suffering from diabetes, and would often be thirsty, weak, and dizzy, but he didn't know that Yang Quanzi was so serious that he couldn't wake up no matter how much he screamed.

^0^degrees.

Cui Lingyi frowned, looked at Xu Zhiyi and asked worriedly: "Could the ancestor have the plague?"

As soon as these words came out, Xu Zhiyi's refined and handsome face suddenly turned pale.

After calming down, he said again: "Probably not, the teacher doesn't have any symptoms other than diabetes."

Cui Shize's heart relaxed, and he quickly asked, "Is the teacher's medicine gone?"

Isn't he talking nonsense, if Xu Zhiyi still has medicine, can he give it to Yang Quanzi as soon as possible.

He said helplessly: "It's gone long ago, otherwise, the teacher wouldn't be so seriously ill."

Yang Quanzi's medicine was specially developed by the imperial physician, which required a lot of precious medicinal materials. Now, where can I get the medicine.

Yang Quanzi could only say: "Put the teacher on the carriage first, and find the doctor when we arrive at Jiangyuan City."

The word "doctor" made Cui Shize and Cui Lingyi look at each other, and then turned their eyes to the team ahead in unison.

Bai Wutong said modestly that she only knows a little bit.

However, which doctor who knows a little bit can cure the plague!

Her medical skills are definitely not inferior to the miracle doctors of the world.

The teacher is now in critical condition, Cui Shize can only be cheeky and ask again.

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^