Chapter 359: A Million Words, Whew

Whenever a husband and wife live together, there must be a strong one and a weak one.

Both of them are strong, and this day must be noisy all day long! Both of them are weak, and even the family will be ruined, and they will be bullied to death......

This simple truth, when put on being an official, is actually very useful!

There must be two chief officials in a place, and these two chief officials must be interdependent, cooperate with each other, and restrain each other. It's like a husband and wife living together.

Hanzhong stabbed Shi Yuan Dake, with a strong temper, but he did not lose his means! And the city guard doesn't drive Zhang Bao, sleek with a little tenacity! Two people are strong and soft together, it's a match made in heaven!

On the way to the west of the city, Zhang Bao coaxed and deceived him, and tried his best to get a thorough understanding of Xiao Han's bottom! And this information reached Yuan Dake in a blink of an eye, and when the group arrived in the west of the city, Yuan Dake had already become more and more respectful to Xiao Han!

Those who have the ability will only admire those who have the ability!

Originally, Yuan Da could think that Xiao Han was so young, and the position of this marquis was based on the blessing of the family. Now that he learned that Xiao Han had all obtained it on his own, this fundamental change made him more and more curious about Xiao Han.

To the west of the city, a small courtyard is hidden behind a green tree! Green bricks and red tiles, full of antiquity! If it weren't for Yuan Dake's point, Xiao Han would never have imagined that this would be a place to house patients!

"Yuan Thorn History, this doesn't need to be heavily guarded? Aren't you afraid that the people inside will run out and cause a greater disaster? Xiao Han, who was standing still under a big willow tree, looked at the courtyard in front of him, frowned and asked Yuan Dake beside him.

Yuan Dake arched his hand and said with a wry smile: "Master Hou, the people here are all already sick!" Run out? Where to run? There is Lang Zhong guarding here, and when he goes out, there is nothing! And these people are all from this city, and there are other relatives in the family. Even if it's for them, these people will try to survive inside! ”

"I see." Xiao Han listened to Yuan Dake's explanation and nodded. This should also have something to do with the fact that this epidemic is not vicious, and if the people here know that they are going to die, then it is really difficult to say how much reason they can have.

Just as I was thinking about it, suddenly a group of people came from the street on the other side. In pairs, in pairs, in pairs, there seems to be something in the middle. When I came to the gate of the courtyard, I didn't stop, but I pushed the door straight and walked in.

"What are these people doing?!" Xiao Han watched these people enter, and couldn't help but be startled, and hurriedly walked a few steps to the front. Looking inside from the open courtyard gate, it turned out that it was time for dinner, and these people were carrying food to the courtyard!

The sick are also human beings, and they naturally need to eat. It's just that the person who delivered the food had neither protection nor evasion, so he carried the food directly to the hospital, so he was not afraid of contracting the plague?

Yuan Dake seemed to see Xiao Han's doubts, pointed to the door and said, "Xiao Hou don't be surprised, after these few days of exploration, Lang Zhong also found that this epidemic infection is not too strong?" They spent time with the sick, but they did not get sick. On the contrary, people in other parts of the city would fall ill from time to time, and the Taoist chief of the pure mind said that there was a plague god wandering around, and the horrified people did not dare to go out. ”

"The theory of ghosts and gods is absurd and bizarre, how can you believe it casually!" Xiao Han's words are actually a little weak-hearted, and the excellent young people who were born in a new society and grew up under the red flag really shouldn't believe in ghosts and gods. But since he came to Datang inexplicably, Xiao Han's atheism has inevitably loosened a little. Science, it seems, doesn't explain everything!

Yuan Dake surrendered his hand to admit the teaching, and then led Xiao Han and his party into the courtyard gate. Stepping over the high threshold, Xiao Han immediately smelled a strong smell of Chinese medicine in the courtyard! Looking at this familiar medicinal fragrance, under the corridor not far away, there was a row of soup and medicine stoves, and several people were busy adding firewood and decocting medicine.

The courtyard in front of him was very quiet, and even if the assassins in the city came here, it didn't cause any waves. The haggard patient just looked up at Yuan Dake, and went to eat. It's just a history of thorns, and it can be seen every day for the past two days, which is not unusual.

Not in a hurry to go down, Xiao Han stood on the high steps first, looking at the people in the courtyard condescendingly, but he neither asked nor took the pulse, just watched quietly.

"Xiao Hou, what are you doing? Don't you say it's a miracle doctor? You've all come here, why don't you go down and take a closer look? Zhang Bao and Yuan Dake glanced at each other, and the same question rose in their minds. It's just that because of identity, I can't say it clearly.

"Yuan Thorn History? Have you noticed that most of the sick people are from poor families? Just when some people were about to lose patience with Xiao Han, Xiao Han suddenly spoke.

"This ......" Yuan Dake was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at the patients in the courtyard. Under Xiao Han's reminder, he suddenly discovered that the sick people were really poor people in the city! As for the rich and rich, there is not a single one!

"Hey, really! Could it be that this epidemic still picks people?! Zhang Bao exclaimed in surprise.

Xiao Han shook his head, looked around, and then went straight to the place where the medicine was decocted. casually picked up a handful of medicinal herbs and looked at them, and then said: "If you don't have consciousness about disease, you naturally won't pick people!" However, the behavior and habits of different people will affect the occurrence of diseases! In my opinion, 80% of the epidemic in the city is malaria! I don't know if the medicine here is right or wrong. ”

"Habit? Malaria?! ”

When Yuanda and the people around him heard this name, they were all at a loss, as if they had never heard of this disease. Of course, Xiao Han was not surprised by this, malaria was just a name for later generations, and he knew what strange names this thing would be called in ancient times.

Dropping the medicinal herbs in his hand and sighing, Xiao Han was about to explain to a few people, but suddenly heard someone next to him say suspiciously: "Malaria? But the cold malaria and warm malaria in "The Yellow Emperor's Neijing, Su Wen"? ”

"Who's talking?!" There were people here who also knew about malaria, Xiao Han couldn't help but be surprised. looked at the voice, but found that it was a middle-aged man who made a decoction!

"Are you Lang Zhong here? What is your name? Xiao Han walked over in surprise and asked.

The middle-aged man who had just spoken out looked a little depressed, with loose hair and a scruffy beard. Seeing Xiao Han ask himself, he stood up slowly, and said casually: "Xiaomin Yelu is just a country man." ”

"Wild ass? Do you know malaria?! "Xiao Han doesn't care what kind of wild donkey and wild deer he is now! As long as he knows about malaria and knows what to do, that's enough! After all, Xiao Han himself only knew that cinchona cream was a miracle medicine for malaria, and the original Kangxi Emperor had malaria, and he was cured by relying on the missionary's cinchona cream! It's just that in this era, where can Xiao Han go to find the cinchona frost tree?