Chapter 457 Lime
At nightfall, Shuozhou Station ushered in another slightly empty train.
The disappointed people had already dispersed, and the train drove into the platform without hindrance.
Steam curled up, and with the sound of clanging, the car door slowly opened, revealing three all-white figures in white protective clothing, goggles, masks, and gloves.
Li Ang, Qiu Feng, and Ouyang Shi stepped out of the car door,
In another carriage, Yan Yundang, Lord of the State of Yan, and several followers of the Yan Mansion also got off the train—they were all born or acquired body-training warriors, and they didn't want to wear any protective equipment at first. Masks were worn only upon request.
After these years of recuperation, Yan Yundang's original anemia has basically been effectively controlled, and his physique and face have also returned to their previous levels. Therefore, the mask appears to be a bit narrow.
“.”
Looking around, Li Ang saw that the platform was in a mess, and there were muddy footprints everywhere on the ground. It was obvious that something happened during the day.
But now is not the time to ask carefully, a group of people boarded the carriage arranged by Shuozhou Station, galloped all the way to the outside of Shuozhou City, showed their tokens, and let a few listless city gate guards open the city gate.
"Smells so strong of lime."
As soon as he drove into Shuozhou City, Ouyang Shi, who poked his head out of the car window, couldn't help but said.
"Um."
Li Ang nodded slowly. At the moment, Shuozhou City is eerily quiet. There is not a single person on the street, only the lanterns hanging on both sides of the street are still fluttering in the wind.
Lime powder can be seen everywhere on the muddy ground.
Obviously Shuozhou soldiers sprinkled it during the day according to the requirements of the Xuegong disease prevention manual.
Fortunately, the situation is not so bad as Li Ang imagined, at least there is still manpower to pour lime.
"let's go."
Li Ang lowered the curtains of the car window, and the carriage drove quickly through the quiet town, and soon arrived at Yan Hu's residence in Shuozhou.
Without waiting for the subordinates in Yan Hu's mansion to report, Yan Yundang revealed his identity, walked into the mansion together with Li Ang, and found Yan Hu.
The second son of the Duke's Mansion is currently bedridden, constantly running nose, sneezing, and coughing.
When he saw his father coming so far away, he was moved and blamed himself, struggling to sit up from the bed.
"Lie in peace!"
Yan Yundang made Yan Hu continue to lie on the bed with a word.
Li Ang didn't talk nonsense, after a simple physical examination and sputum sample, he took out the thread and checked the body. It didn't take long to get the answer.
“Patients coughed more strongly when they woke up in the morning,
And there is a lot of sputum, and stratification can be seen after indwelling. The upper layer is foam, the middle layer is translucent mucus, and the lower layer is necrotic material.
It can basically be confirmed that it is not the epidemic, but the bronchiectasis caused by whooping cough.
Perform postural drainage on the lesion area, and then use allicin to inhibit the bacteria.
After that, all close contacts should take allicin orally for ten consecutive days to prevent it. "
Li Ang put several mind threads together to form a pipe, and pulled out the secretion accumulated in Yan Hu's chest cavity, and then asked him to take allicin, lie down on the bed and rest well, even if the treatment was complete.
However, curing Yan Hu is only the beginning. Li Ang's real purpose is to investigate a series of illnesses and deaths in Shuozhou in recent days.
"Please, General Yan, send someone to take us to the Shuozhou Infirmary."
Li Ang said: "How many people have died of illness in the city in the past few days?"
Yan Hu, who had sucked out the phlegm in his body, spoke a lot more quickly, and replied with a light cough: "Counting today, it's nearly six hundred."
"How come so many die?"
You must know that Shuozhou is not considered a large state, with a population of less than 200,000 in the city, and only 300,000 including the surrounding farms.
“The disease progressed too quickly.”
Yan Hu said helplessly: "Once the patient starts to feel uncomfortable, it will be as short as a day or as long as two or three days, and he will die.
No medicine stone can delay death.
The patient who seemed to be just coughing yesterday was dead when I sent someone to the door the next day. And if someone in a family dies of illness, his remaining family members, as well as the surrounding neighbors, are at risk of contracting the disease. "
Li Ang was silent for a moment and asked: "The bodies of those who died of illness are all placed in the cold room of the sick room, right?"
Yan Hu nodded and said: "Yes, there are nearly four hundred dead.
Due to the narrow space in the cold room of the ward,
I purposely had people excavate and expand it, and placed a large number of frozen talismans inside. "
"You did the right thing."
Li Ang breathed a sigh of relief. Infectious diseases are often transmitted through the corpses of the deceased. Putting them in the cold room of the sick room can at least reduce the probability of transmission.
"I will go with you."
Yan Yundang immediately turned his head and said.
"Um?"
Li Ang hesitated for a moment, Yan Yundang's son was still sick in bed, wouldn't he stay to take care of him?
"The whooping cough has been cured by allicin. Since Erlang has taken away the sputum and taken the medicine, it doesn't make sense for me to stay here to take care of it."
Yan Yundang's eyes were sharp and he said: "Didn't the previous Suzhou Water Poison also prove to be caused by Gu masters?
With my **** all the way, Your Majesty and the teachers in your academy can feel at ease. "
"good."
Li Ang nodded in agreement. Yan Yundang is different from Gongsun Changyi and Xiong Tuohai who died at the hands of Jianquan before. He is a true master of martial arts, equivalent to monk Zhuxiao.
Even if the missing Situ Zhi makes a comeback, Yan Yundang can punch him at any time as long as he is found.
Yan Yundang divided several Yan Mansion guards, and stayed to protect Yan Hu,
He himself followed the rest of the guards, and accompanied Li Ang and the others all the way to the underground cold room of the Shuozhou Infirmary, where he saw all the dead bodies.
More than 500 corpses covered with white cloth, all stacked on wooden shelves.
The toes of each corpse exposed a white cloth, on which was tied a wooden sign, with information such as the deceased's name, place of origin, and address written on it.
The atmosphere is oppressive, solemn and tragic.
"Rumble—"
The frozen talisman on the wall of the cold room is fully activated, creating billowing cold air,
A shallow layer of hoarfrost is formed on the ground, wall, and white cloth of the dead body.
"Ah Choo."
Ouyang Style, who had the lowest cultivation level, was blown by the cold wind from the talisman board, and couldn't help but sneezed under the mask. His arms were folded in front of him.
"Here, you wear it."
Li Ang stared intently at the dead man on the wooden frame, took off his coat and handed it to Ouyang Shi.
I stepped forward quickly, released my thoughts, unloaded a stretcher from the wooden frame, and put the deceased on it on the dissecting bed in the middle of the cold room.
Like other corpses, the toes of this corpse also have ecchymosis and necrosis, showing a strange purple-black color.
The uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense, and when the white cloth was lifted, this uneasiness reached its peak.
(end of this chapter)