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Chapter 2101 Pneumonic Plague

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    In the hall, there was another person beside Meng Qingde, Luan Jishui, the shopkeeper of Jishui Hall, the largest medical center in Wangchuan City.

    Jishui Tang is a medicine hall that cooperates with the government. It is equivalent to a modern tertiary hospital. An Yi also visited the hospital for inspection and guidance before.

    "Is there something important?" Anyi asked.

    Meng Qingde hurriedly said: "Jishui Hall has discovered a particularly strange disease these days. The old doctor in the hall has been treating it for several days, but the person has not been cured. However, several old doctors in the hall have symptoms one after another. Shopkeeper Luan feels that  Something is not going well, so I came here to ask for advice!"

    An Yi was startled and asked, "You said a few old doctors have the same symptoms as the patients?"

    Luan Jishui nodded eagerly and said: "Yes, my Jishui Hall is going to close down now. Several old doctors have followed my father until now. They are usually in good health. Who knew this time"

    "What are your symptoms?" An Yi interrupted him anxiously.

    ¡°It started with chills and high fever, then vomiting, breathlessness, and finally confusion, delirium, etc.!¡± Luan Jishui said.

    An Yi frowned slightly. Many diseases have this symptom. It is indeed difficult to judge just based on what Luan Jishui said.

    An Yi was about to say something when he saw Chen Xiaowu hurriedly came in to salute and then said to Luan Jishui: "Shopkeeper Luan, he said that a patient in Jishui Hall has died, and the patient's family is making a fuss without mercy. I want you in the hall."  Go back quickly!"

    Luan Jishui was stunned, "Which patient died?"

    Chen Xiaowu shook his head and said he didn¡¯t know.

    Anyi stood up and said, "Let's go and take a look together!"

    Luan Jishui responded quickly.

    After leaving the house, An Yi asked Qin Yanran to take out the medicine box, then took out the mask and gave it to Luan Jishui, Meng Qingde and the five accompanying guards, Chen Xiao. After thinking about it, he put on the soft leather gloves again.

    These soft leather gloves were made by Qin Yanran. The gloves made using the technology of making human skin masks are comparable to modern surgical examination gloves. They are powder-free, safe and have no odor, and most importantly, are as thin as cicada wings.

    An Yi heard that several old doctors had the same symptoms as the patients, and An Yi was afraid that it was an infectious disease.

    In Jishui Hall, the dead patient was placed in the hall, surrounded by several doctors and clerks from Jishui Hall.

    The patient¡¯s family members were lying on the ground crying hard.

    After An Yi made sure that everyone was wearing masks, he entered the hall with them. He just glanced at the patient from a distance, and his expression suddenly changed.

    "Shopkeeper Luan!" An Yi stopped Luan Jishui and Meng Qingde who were coming forward, turned around and ordered Chen Xiaowu in a cold voice: "Now drive everyone to the backyard. No one can step out of the backyard without my order! Remember,  Don¡¯t touch them casually, don¡¯t touch everything here casually, and be sure to wear a mask!¡±

    Luan Jishui was stunned for a moment and asked, "My Lady, why is this?"

    "Maybe it's the plague!" An Yi said in a deep voice.

    The patient who died was an old man. The old man's body turned purple and black, as if he had been poisoned, and there was a lot of foamy and bloody sputum around his mouth. These are all symptoms of pneumonic plague.

    Thinking of those big rats in Yancheng, An Yi felt even more uneasy.

    Pneumonic plague, also known as the Black Death, was a plague that once swept through Europe. Italian poet Giovanni Boccaccio once wrote about the scene at that time in "The Decameron": The city became a hell on earth, and pedestrians were walking on the streets.  People suddenly fall to the ground and die while walking; people who stay at home die alone, and no one knows about it until the smell of the body is smelled; a large number of corpses are transported outside the city every day and every hour; cows litter the streets of the city.  I walked around, but there was no sign of anyone (Remember this website¡¯s website address: www.hlnovel.com
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