“If the source of the disease is not eliminated, and our Changping Village is located near a severely affected area, we won’t be able to withstand it for long!”

Everyone had just heaved a sigh of relief before, but now they were nervous again.

"Qing'er, what should we do?" Old Yang squeezed in from behind and asked Yang Ruoqing for advice in a trembling voice.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment and wanted to laugh a little.

Why do the elders and men in this room all regard her as the savior?

"No matter what happens in other villages, we in Changping Village cannot be chaotic or panicked," she said.

"Following my disinfection strategy, even if a second infected person does appear, we cannot panic!"

"Besides, Uncle Fu..."

"Here you are, what do you want Qing'er to do?" Uncle Fu also came over.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Are the medicinal soups I asked you to cook ready?"

Uncle Fu nodded, "It's ready and ready to drink at any time."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Okay, we will distribute the medicinal soup from house to house later. Children under one year old and pregnant women must avoid it, and everyone else must drink it!"

"What kind of medicinal soup is this? Can it cure the plague?" Old Yang asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "It's a medicinal soup I developed that can make people's bodies stronger and resist evil poisons."

"It's better to drink than not to drink at all!" she said.

Old Yang nodded repeatedly and asked: "Why can't pregnant women drink it? Then wouldn't your sister-in-law be in danger?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "There's nothing we can do about it, because there are many kinds of Chinese medicine in this medicinal soup."

"My sister-in-law is pregnant and cannot abuse drugs, otherwise it will be bad for the child!"

"ah?"

Old Yangtou was dumbfounded.

Yang Ruoqing didn't know anything about it.

In these preventive medicinal soups, many herbs have special effects and are used for anti-virus.

If pregnant women and infants drink it, it may cause bad effects. It is only three parts of the medicine poisonous!

…

On the night when the medicinal soup was distributed, the officers and soldiers of the brigade came down from Qingshui Town and summoned Li Zheng and Mu Zichuan from Changping Village. After a conversation at the entrance of the village, Li Zheng came back alone.

"Uncle Li Zheng, what happened? Why did you come back alone? Where is Zichuan?"

Such a loud movement and rows of torches woke up all the villagers in Changping Village.

Naturally, Yang Ruoqing's family also got up.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's question, Li Zheng said with a pale face: "Yujiacun is finished now!"

Yang Ruoqing frowned, guessing something.

"Did the higher-ups send officers and soldiers to isolate Yujia Village?" she asked.

Li Zheng nodded.

"The higher-ups have received intelligence and plan to completely seal off Yujia Village and not allow even a fly to be released," he continued.

"They originally wanted to seal up our village and Zhengjia Village as well, but later Zichuan negotiated with them."

"Because there is currently one case in our village and it has been buried long ago. No one else was infected, so we did not seal it."

"The officers and soldiers have gone to Yujia Village. Yujia Village is over now. Outsiders are not allowed to enter, and villagers are not allowed to leave. Even if we develop a medicine, we can't get in!"

"Sick and not sick, seal them all together. Now our whole family is really waiting to die!"

After Li Zheng said these words, he squatted down slumped, holding his head in his hands and stopped gnawing.

The other people nearby who were alerted and rushed over heard this and felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

Everyone in Shiliba Village intermarry, and the natal family of many women in Changping Village is from Zhengjia Village in Yujia Village.

In Changping Village, there are also some daughters and older sisters who have married into Yujia Village and Zhengjia Village.

Now, I heard that Yujia Village will be sealed off by officers and soldiers, and my relatives will be left alive to die.

Many people were grief-stricken to death, and the atmosphere in the entire village became depressed again.

The next day, everyone came to the pond at the entrance of the village to wash clothes, and they were all talking about the officers and soldiers who came to encircle Yujia Village last night.

At this time, all kinds of gossip and rumors are flying everywhere.

Some people said that all the people in Yujia Village were buried alive by officers and soldiers in the middle of the night yesterday.

Others said that the officers and soldiers sealed off Yujia Village and planned to burn it back.

There are different opinions, one theory is more scary than the other.

Mrs. Sun, who came to wash clothes in the pond, was so frightened that she turned pale and ran home in a panic.

Yang Ruoqing still locked herself in the warehouse, studying medical books, and there were many kinds of herbal medicines on the table in front of her.

"Qing'er, what should we do, what should we do..."

"We haven't had these good days for two years yet. You haven't even married Tang Yazi yet, and your two younger brothers haven't grown up yet..."

"Why is it like this? How could God do this..."

Mrs. Sun cried as soon as she entered the door and her words were incoherent.

Seeing Sun's look, Yang Ruoqing knew that she must have heard something outside.

So he quickly put down the book in his hand, came over to help Sun sit down, gave her a bowl of hot tea, and comforted her.

Finally, Mr. Sun's panic was temporarily relieved and he was sent away.

Yang Ruoqing was pacing in the warehouse, thinking.

These days, she has been studying this medicine.

In the past, she was only half-qualified in the field of medicine, and her expertise was limited to injuries caused by bruises.

Because it is related to her career as an agent.

But this time, in order to research an effective cure for the plague, she threw herself into the water like a dry sponge.

Then, greedy and hungry, he absorbed all of this day and night...

She felt like her brain was about to burst, no matter whether her eyes were open or closed, whether she was asleep or awake.

In my mind, there are all those densely packed words, including the habits and medicinal uses of various related herbs, as well as things that are mutually reinforcing and incompatible...

Even the most brutal training at the base back then was not as tiring as it is now.

At that time, it was because I wanted to live longer and be the one who stayed until the end, so I risked my life.

And now.

She carries the lives of so many people on her shoulders, and she not only wants to survive on her own, but she also wants to live with them!

Everyone comes to ask her when something happens.

Let them drink the medicinal soup and drink it without saying anything. It feels like they have taken a reassurance pill.

They all only saw her calmness and calmness in front of others, and felt that they were not afraid when she was around.

However, after this person, who can feel her fear?

Of course, there is someone who can.

It's a pity that he now also shoulders the same important responsibility and is looking after the people of the construction team in the isolation courtyard.

Take a deep breath.

She secretly clenched her fists.

There is no way out, Yang Ruoqing, come on!

Two days later, all the construction team members in the isolation courtyard returned to the village.

The moment they reunited with their loved ones, it felt like they were a lifetime apart.

When helping Yang Ruoqing cook in the backyard, Cao Bamei was extremely excited.

Everyone is praying secretly in their hearts, hoping that this plague will just pass away.
Chapter completed!