Chapter 1561 - 1408: Fake Commandery Princess 18
After falling ill, one’s spirit and mindset are extremely important. In modern times, there are such news stories where people with the same type of cancer have different outcomes.
Even with early-stage cancer, some people worry constantly and die early due to rapid spreading, while some maintain a positive mindset, live actively, and cooperate with treatment, ultimately living more than ten extra years before passing away. This highlights the importance of one’s mindset.
Though the effects on these people weren’t as significant as on those others, they were not ineffective either, as Ye Shuangshuang’s medical skills are not fake.
After the needling treatment ended, the lying patients clearly felt a reduction in physical pain and a much greater comfort level after Ye Shuangshuang’s treatment.
Among them, two even managed to cough and, clutching their chests, struggled to sit up, prompting cheers from the surrounding common people, whose faces were filled with excitement.
"They moved! Doctor Ye’s skills are truly remarkable; these people are alive!"
"We don’t need to die! With Doctor Ye here, none of us need to die!"
"Heaven truly has its eyes open, sending down this living Divine Doctor to save us!"
The surrounding common people cheered, some even crying joyful tears, kneeling in thanks to Heaven and Ye Shuangshuang.
This excited and lively atmosphere instantly stimulated those lying motionless common people, and this vitality infected them, lifting their spirits considerably.
People are like this; if everyone is depressed and hopeless, such low and gloomy emotions will spread, influencing even the inherently cheerful to feel the same.
But if a group is happy and hopeful, even those not feeling joyful can be influenced by the surrounding emotions to feel pleased.
These people, previously convinced they were doomed, now witnessed others initially waiting for death excitedly becoming lively, faces full of smiles and hope, leading them to believe they need not die either.
In this mood, another two clutching their chests arduously managed to sit up, prompting even louder cheers from those around, further convincing the hopeless ones that they needn’t die.
Ye Shuangshuang pressed down those who were trying to stand, saying: "Alright, although your conditions have improved, your bodies are too weak from illness. It’s better to rest now.
I’ll write prescriptions and have someone prepare the medicine. After taking it and getting good rest, you’ll recover. For now, just rest well."
These severely ill patients had no strength, each weakly mumbling thanks before lying back down, but despite the lingering weakness, they all harbored hope for life.
After administering the needling to these patients, stimulating their will to survive, Ye Shuangshuang hurriedly went to write prescriptions.
On the other side of the isolation barrier, soldiers had already prepared tables and pen and paper to facilitate Ye Shuangshuang in writing prescriptions for the patients.
Ye Shuangshuang had already taken pulses for many people. Based on her past life experience treating plagues, she had some preliminary ideas for prescriptions.
However, she couldn’t yet create cures for everyone or completely resolve this plague, but she could alleviate symptoms.
Seeing Ye Shuangshuang coming, the leading soldier promptly assisted with grinding ink. After thanking him, she wrote the prescriptions, instructing him to take them to the doctors, who would gather the herbs as per the prescriptions.
After writing the prescriptions, Ye Shuangshuang asked for more medicine pots to be fetched to start brewing the medicine.
Fortunately, the County Magistrate had prepared items for medicine brewing in advance. Nearby, a whole row of specially constructed stoves for brewing was ready.
Regrettably, before Ye Shuangshuang arrived, none of these preparations were utilized. The doctors hadn’t dared to write a single prescription, already petrified and hiding in their rooms after two doctors caught the plague.
With prescriptions from Ye Shuangshuang now available, the doctors assisted with gathering the herbs, but did nothing else.
Since they hadn’t written the prescriptions, they were helping out. Should the treatment fail or the plague worsen, it wouldn’t be their responsibility.
Ye Shuangshuang paid no mind to what these doctors thought. By the time she finished preparing the medicines, a large portion of the day had passed, and it had been hours since mealtime began.
This County Magistrate was indeed a compassionate official, serving porridge to the common people, and not just any porridge, but thick porridge. Ye Shuangshuang, the soldiers, and others even had large buns, each filled with big chunks of fatty meat.
After eating, and devouring two large buns, Ye Shuangshuang instructed the soldiers to ensure the doctors continued gathering and brewing herbs while she supervised the common people lining up to drink the already brewed first batch of medicine.
Once the first batch of brewed medicine was consumed, Ye Shuangshuang instructed those who hadn’t taken it to stay in line, while encouraging those who had to start cleaning their surroundings.
Previously, Ye Shuangshuang had been too busy saving lives to address the terrible hygiene. But now, she had to clean up the waste and keep reminding everyone not to relieve themselves wherever they pleased.
Most of these people were county residents and usually didn’t have such habits, but after contracting the plague, they despaired, waiting for death, and no longer cared about personal hygiene.
Now Ye Shuangshuang enlightened them on the importance of personal and environmental hygiene for health. Already having great trust in Ye Shuangshuang, the common people immediately began dealing with the filth.
Although this plague seemed terrifying, it wasn’t that scary. After all this time, not many had died. Half of the previous poor state was due to the illness, and the other half due to fear from the word "plague."
The word "plague" is always associated with death everywhere. Just hearing it is enough to scare timid people half to death, and contracting it usually means scaring oneself half to death.
With Ye Shuangshuang now offering hope, it was like a morale boost, making the infected less fearful, and their spirits improved.
Having eaten, taken the medicine, everyone felt much better, even energetic enough to work. Working together, they quickly cleaned up the isolation area’s filth, piling it together.
Soldiers brought carts to collect and dispose of the waste according to Ye Shuangshuang’s instructions, burning it, then bringing in large amounts of quicklime.
Quicklime is the best disinfection tool without advanced ones. Ye Shuangshuang had it spread across the isolation area to ensure maximum cleanliness then.
Finally, there was no stench. As evening set, Ye Shuangshuang instructed the plague victims to wash their faces and hands with hot water and rest individually.