Physician’s Odyssey

The Plague God, also known as the Five Plagues Messenger, is the ancient Chinese folklore of the Plague God, the Spring Plague Uncle Zhang Yuanda, Xia Plague Liu Yuanda, Autumn Plague Master Zhao Ming, Winter Plague Zhong Shigui, in charge of the history and culture of Plague, is the legendary evil God able to spread the plague.

The teenage girl stared at Su Xiao, and for some reason she felt that this young man, who was older than herself, gave a very solid and reliable feeling.

“When did she get sick?” Su Xiao's face grew thicker and the patient's condition was worse than expected.

“Two days ago!” The girl asked nervously, "Please make sure you cure my grandmother! ”

Su Xiao sighed and smiled. “I'll do my best. ”

Girls must not feel despair at this time. According to information already received, another person died last night, and the entire Seven Hills Village was covered in hazy emotions.

The old woman's pulse is complicated, so it can be analyzed that the epidemic affects multiple organs of the human body. Cardiopulmonary and spleen kidneys show signs of decay, which is worse than the epidemics of cholera and murine plague.

Su Zheng stabbed the old lady's chest with a silver needle. The old lady suddenly coughed violently. Su Zheng hurriedly handed over the garbage basket next to her. The sputum she coughed up contained some purple blood.

“Doctor, how's my grandmother?” The young girl saw her grandmother reacting violently and asked in haste and nervousness.

“You don't have to worry! She's got phlegm blocking her organs. I was just helping her expectorate. It should be more comfortable now.” Su Xiao quickly explained.

Although the old lady was still very depressed, she blew out some magic and forgot her granddaughter. "Ghost, I'm fine, don't worry! ”

Song Yi Yi wiped tears and swallowed: “Grandma, you must get better. ”

“I'll be fine for you.” The old lady was extremely strong, even though she knew she was ill now.

Grandchildren, speaking of the dialect on this side of the Seven Mountains, Su Xiao and others do not understand, but they can still see that the relationship between the two is intimate, not only slightly moving.

Not far away came a cough, Gong Ming Cheng walked into the tent. He glanced at Su Xiao's side, and a surprise appeared in his eyes. "Ghost, what are you doing here? ”

“I'm going with Grandma!” Song Yi's eyes were filled with tears, he said firmly.

“Why don't you listen to your uncle? Your grandma, we have to fix this. The disease is highly contagious. You're the first college student in our village. Don't let anything happen.” Gong Mingcheng walked over and dragged Song Yiu Yi out.

“Uncle Gong, I'm going to accompany my grandmother.” Song Yip wanted to break free and said anxiously.

“I'm responsible for your father!” Gong Ming Cheng sighed.

“Mayor, let go of the ghost!” Su Zheng grabbed Gong Mingcheng at this time, "she spent a long time with her grandmother. According to the theory, the virus was already lurking in her body, so it's too late to drag her out now. ”

Gong Mingcheng took a complicated look at Sung Yi's Phantom: “We all lived half our lives in the deep mountains. If we die, we die. Anyway, the future days are predictable, and nothing will change. Your child, with his own hard work, went to college, walked out of the village, touched the outside world, and had a great time. It would be a shame if something happened. ”

Song Yi shook his head: “I can't leave Grandma. Since I was a child, she couldn't eat. She couldn't wear it and raised me as an adult. She's sick now, I'm gonna take care of her. ”

Gong Ming shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly: "Silly child, if you are sick too, the old lady must be even sadder. ”

Su Xiao sighed and comforted the two of them. “Please give me a moment and I will find a solution as soon as possible. ”

Gong Ming Cheng walked out behind his back, squatted on a stone outside the tent and smoked a dry smoke. After smoking half a bag, Su Xiao walked out. He hurried up and asked: "Dr. Su, what's the situation? ”

“I can only temporarily alleviate their suffering and have yet to find a concrete solution.” Su Zheng honestly said that he had just used acupuncture to expel the blood sputum from the trachea for the patient. Because of the large number of people, he had spent a lot of energy and seemed a little sluggish.

“Alas, our mountain village, so remote, how could this scourge be caused?” Gong Mingcheng said with some anger.

“Rationally, new types of epidemics don't usually occur here, so I also suspect that the source is coming from the outside.” Su Xiao thought about it and said his inner speculation, "Has anything special happened in the village these days, such as an outsider coming to the village or someone working outside, returned to the village? ”

“No!” Gong Ming hesitated for a moment and shook his head.

“Chief Gong, if you want to save the people in this village, don't hide it.” Su Xiao said with the utmost seriousness, "It is only by finding a reason and treating it that we can have a direction. ”

Gong Ming sighed heavily, "At the beginning of last month, someone did come into our village, and they left after only three or four days. ”

“Who are they?” Su Xiao sighed and was surprised. This is not a natural disaster, it is most likely a man-made disaster.

“It was brought here by the County Tourism Board, two foreigners, and one big man who said he was from the capital. Instead of living in the village, they hunted on the mountains for a few days.” Gong Ming Cheng sighed, “they entered the mountain with guns. As they approached, they hit a lot of wild goods, including a lot of forbidden animals. ”

Su Xiao knew that it was illegal for these people to do something, so he hesitated to say it for a long time.

Su Zhong Gongming nodded. "Rationally, they are unfamiliar with the situation nearby. If you go into the mountains, you must arrange a local guide. ”

“The guide... is dead!” Gong Ming Cheng smiled bitterly, "The next day they left, the old cripple who led them suddenly started fever, and then they couldn't get sick, and then the villagers began to develop similar conditions. The old cripple died the earliest... he wasn't well himself, we thought it was the cold, so we didn't care! I didn't expect it to turn out like this! ”

“Why didn't you follow up on this?” Su Xiao frowned.

“I didn't think of it either. You asked me that, so I contacted you.” Gong Ming lowered his head and said with a sudden look.

“You're lying! Who are you covering for? If you continue like this, you will be the sinner of Qishanling Village.” Su Xiao's face became serious and revealed the passage.

“... I don't want to do this for anyone!” Gong Ming's face became tense.

Su Xiao sighed and persuaded him with great focus: "Master Gong, the paper can't hold fire, you know your heart. ”

Gong Ming Cheng squatted down and slapped himself hard. “You're right, I am the sinner of Qishanling Village, I caused disaster to this village. ”

Su Qiao asked: "The sooner you explain what you know, the sooner you may reduce your suffering for the townsfolk. ”

“Those men were brought into the village by my son!” Gong Ming shook his head and smiled bitterly, "my son said, trying to develop our village into a tourist attraction. ”

Su Xiao sighed. Gong Ming Cheng is probably also awake now. Qishan Ridge Village is so remote and similar to Miaojia Village. It is completely impossible to develop such a remote place into a scenic area. It is just a lie.

“Where's your son now?” Su Qiu asked, "If you find those people, you may know the cause. ”

“I don't know!” Gong Ming Cheng Dao, “he barely came back these days. After going out, there was no news. ”

“Do you remember his cell number?” Su Xiao handed the phone to Gong Mingcheng.

Gong Ming hesitated for a moment, dialed the number, rang a few noises, and the sound of strengthening came from inside.

“Johnson, it's me!” Gong Mingcheng said in silence.

“Dad, what is it? How did you call me on a strange number?” Gongqiang was still lying in bed, not getting up, and the voice said impatiently.

“I use a friend's phone!” Gong Mingcheng glanced at Su Zheng and saw his eyes filled with encouragement, sighing, “Johnson, what happened to you last time you went into the mountains? Uncle Cripple, who took you into the mountains, fell ill when he came back. ”

Gong Qiang frowned, unhappy: “We are hunting. Uncle Cripple is not well. Is it still my fault? I told you to find a reliable man to accompany us up the hill, and you said Uncle Cripple was the best hunter in the village when he was younger, so he came up with us. And look at that! I'll send some money to Uncle Cripple in a couple of days. Take him to the town health clinic and take a good look. The barefoot doctor next door is unreliable! ”

“Johnson, stop sending money, you crippled uncle, left the other day!” Gong Mingcheng heard this place, his heart relaxed. From the tone of his son's voice, he did not know about it.

“Uncle Cripple is dead?” Gongqiang took a sip of cool air, "how can that be? He was fine when we left! ”

“Johnson, to be honest with you, what exactly are the routes to the mountains with you people, what do they do in addition to hunting on the mountains?” Gong Ming's idiom became somewhat anxious to say.

“They're hunting!” Gong Qiang heard something wrong, "Dad, tell me honestly, what's going on? ”

“First your crippled uncle died, and then Little Ya's mother died. Later we learned that they had a terrible epidemic, and now half the people in the village were sick. It all started with your crippled uncle, Johnson. You can't hide it from Dad. What exactly did you do in the mountains?” Gong Ming Cheng muttered, "Otherwise, the villagers would all die so inexplicably. ”

Gongqiang recalled everything on the mountain. Those people were really acting weird, and he said honestly: “Dad, let me be honest with you, I'm not familiar with those people, suddenly find me, let me take them to practice with the county tourism bureau and then go into the village. When I got out of the village, there was no contact. ”

“Alas, haven't you left a clue that you've been in contact with them for so long?” Gong Ming asked with a frown.

“All I know is that young man from the capital, last name Ying. Two gringos, good with guns, one named Mark, one named Dean.” Consolidate guilt.

“Alas, if you think of any other clues, tell me!” Gong Ming sighed.

Gongqiang hung up the phone anxiously. He worked as a temporary worker at the county tourism bureau and as a driver in the motorcade. The house he now lives in is a rental house. The last time he accompanied those people back to the village for a few days, he ended up leaving 50,000 yuan for himself when he left, which is his salary income for two years.

Consolidation thought it was a good thing to drop a pie in the sky. I didn't expect to cause such a disaster.