mtlumby2d Chapter 282: Boiling Medicine
Chapter 282: Boiling Medicine
Yun family.
The family is making medicine at home, and they have also mobilized all the aunts to go to the mountains and forests to see if there are any other herbs that they can bring back and drink for prevention.
At this moment, Qin Shouren hurried over and said, "Sister-in-law, we just checked everything again. There are five more people with high fever today. Now there are more than twenty people in total who have gone to the ancestral hall. What should we do now? Should we just let them all stay there?"
"People with fever should avoid gathering together as much as possible and should be separated. People with other symptoms should be kept together in small groups, but they should also not gather together and should not move around." Yun Zhenzhen made a quick decision: "Find a few people to take protective measures and specifically look after the patients' families. They should not gather together. Just prepare the food and clothing they need for the day and deliver them all together."
Qin Shouren nodded and immediately got to work.
Yun Zhenzhen also followed. The oxcart going to the town had not returned yet, so she boiled some herbs and loaded them over. Everyone drank a big bowl of it.
She looked at the parents and children waiting outside and said comfortingly, "Don't worry, the village chief and I will not abandon anyone in the village. Please trust that we can take good care of your families. From now on, please don't gather in groups. Go back and stay home. Prepare what they need and send it to them every day. We will make the proper arrangements."
These devastated family members had no other choice but to obey the arrangements, and everyone walked home with heavy steps.
"Sister Yun, there's a commotion over there. Several families are refusing to let us take anyone away." The village chief approached with an anxious look on his face. "Among those five or six sick people, there's a two or three-year-old child. His parents refuse to leave him alone in the ancestral hall, and we can't force him to go. He's completely unable to take care of himself. What are we going to do?"
Yun Zhenzhen hurriedly followed the village chief over there. Before they got close, they heard a burst of continuous noise.
A woman was holding her child, crying bitterly and refusing the patrol to touch them.
The child was indeed young, only three years old, and could hardly speak clearly, let alone go to the ancestral hall alone.
Yun Zhenzhen could only take a step back: "This child is too young to be left alone in the ancestral hall. As a mother, you can go along and take care of his food and daily life. Of course, you must take good precautions during this process. You can also help take care of other patients in your free time."
"But you also have to understand that if you live with so many people, you're likely to get the flu. You have to be mentally prepared for this in advance."
If children are separated from their parents, they will not survive at all, so this is the only second-best solution.
The woman holding the child nodded immediately. As long as she could be with her child, she would not be afraid even of death.
Yun Zhenzhen nodded and explained the arrangements at the ancestral hall: "Everyone who has someone living in the ancestral hall can hand over their food to the patrol team. We will be responsible for preparing meals for the patients. As for the medical expenses, the village's public account will cover them for the time being."
At this critical moment, no one could think of a better solution and could only nod.
Afterwards, they took some extra pots from other families in the village, and a group of men built two earthen stoves outside the ancestral hall, one for cooking porridge and the other for boiling medicine.
At this moment, Qin Li and his group who had gone to the town to purchase goods just came back with a lot of medicinal herbs for treating influenza.
At the same time, they also brought back the prescription ratio, the cooking time written on it, and the instructions to observe the patient's condition at all times.
After taking the medicine, the patient needs to record his condition every hour so that it will be convenient for subsequent medication...
Just then, the barefoot doctor from the village came over.
"My dear Ruyi'an, I'm not very skilled in medicine, so I may not be able to help you with prescriptions, but my hands and feet are fine, and I want to help our villagers. Leave the task of boiling the medicine to me."
Yun Zhenzhen nodded.
It is always more reassuring to have a barefoot doctor watching over the fire than having other people in the village. There are not enough people now, so one more person means more effort.
At the same time, she did not forget to give him two simple masks. Worried that one layer could not prevent the flu, she simply made three layers and stacked them together.
night.
As the sky gradually darkened, the ancestral hall was indeed bustling with activity. The coughing sounds inside the house mixed with the sounds of pots and stoves outside, creating a strange harmony.
There were about twenty people in the room, and all of them cooked porridge in one big pot, which was not difficult. After it was cooked, he served it in bowls and chopsticks sent by each family, and then brought it to the door himself, allowing them to drink it themselves.
The woman holding the child also brought a bowl and fed it to his mouth with a smile: "Have a mouthful of porridge quickly. This is made by Ruyi An herself. If we drink a big mouthful, we will get better soon..."
The child raised his little face innocently and asked his mother: "Then as long as I drink the porridge, I will be fine. Then can I go home to see my father?"
"Yes." His mother patted his back gently. "Village chief, they have arranged everything so well. They even went to the town to buy medicine. As long as we take the medicine, everything will be fine."
After finishing cleaning up the things in the ancestral hall, the night had passed quietly, and Yun Zhenzhen's tired brain was a little malfunctioning.
"Cough cough."
The barefoot doctor was shocked when he saw her like this: "Anren, you've been coming in and out here all the time, why are you coughing all of a sudden? Are you infected too? Oh, how can I let you do this kind of thing? Put it down quickly and just tell me what to do next time..."
Yun Zhenzhen quickly waved her hands: "It's okay, I just drooled and choked myself."
She walked out of the ancestral hall carrying the basket. A gust of north wind blew outside and she shivered involuntarily. She was so scared that she immediately walked to the stove, picked up a bowl of medicine and drank it.
After a large bowl of warm medicine entered my stomach, I suddenly felt less uncomfortable.
Aunt Zhao, who was standing nearby, saw this and quickly came over to support her: "You haven't rested from morning till night. Go and rest for a while. There are so many people here. Yun Duo and I will just be busy making the medicine. Don't tire yourself out."
Yun Duo also smiled and said, "Sister Yun, go and have a rest. You can leave this to us without any worries."
Aunt Zhao also called out to the other aunts around her: "Don't just stand there, come and help. This isn't just Ruyi'an's Qin Village. We're all part of it. How can we just watch her work alone?"
"Come on, come on, Sister Yun, just take a good rest. We'll boil the remaining medicine and put it at the door. Let them come out and get it themselves. It's okay."
"That's right. Now all decisions in our village depend on you. What will happen if you fall? Our village will be in chaos."
"We can do it, you go and take a rest..."
Yun Zhenzhen looked at the busy women and couldn't help but sigh in her heart. Although the aunts in the village would gossip about all kinds of trivial matters, when the whole village was really in danger, they would choose to stand up and protect their common home.