In the middle of the night, Jin came over and banged on Yang Ruoqing's door.

The moment Yang Ruoqing opened the door, Jin almost fell in.

"Auntie?"

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment and supported Jin.

Jin shouted "Aoao" and danced with gestures.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't understand what her gesture meant, but she guessed that something happened in the front yard.

"Let's go to the front yard!"

She said, then quickly rushed out of the house and ran towards the front yard.

Jin screamed and ran staggeringly behind. In the opposite room, Yang Huazhong and Sun and Bao were all alarmed and came out one by one.

"What's going on?" Yang Huazhong asked quickly.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Auntie came to see us in the dark. Something must have happened to the old house!"

Yang Huazhong said: "I'll go with you."

"Let's go too!" Sun and Bao Suyun said in unison.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Mother and fifth aunt will stay at home. The children at home need your care. Dad and I can just go there!"

…

As soon as I ran into the village, I happened to meet Yang Yongxian.

Behind Yang Yongxian was the old village doctor Fu Bo.

"Brother, what happened?" Yang Ruoqing asked quickly.

Because of the flood, the school in the town has suspended classes, and Yang Yongxian has been staying at home to read.

After seeing clearly the three Yang Ruoqings here, Yang Yongxian hurriedly came over and said: "Second brother is suffering from vomiting and diarrhea. He has a fever and is talking nonsense!"

"What?"

Yang Ruoqing was suddenly startled.

Yang Huazhong also staggered.

"that is not……"

Yang Huazhong did not dare to say the last two words.

Yang Ruoqing's face was also extremely solemn.

After observing for several days, there was nothing wrong, and this time it happened. Could it be that the incubation period of the virus has expired?

"Let's go over and have a look!"

Yang Ruoqing waved her hand and took the lead in rushing forward.

A group of people soon arrived at the door of the old house.

Yang Huaan stood on the bluestone road in front of the main house, walking back and forth like an ant on a hot pot.

Yang Hualin was also there, standing aside scratching his head and sighing.

In the main room, the lights came out, and there was also the voice of Old Yangtou.

Hearing the footsteps here, brothers Yang Huaan and Yang Hualin looked over together.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing and Uncle Fu coming, Yang Huaan and Yang Hualin rushed over to greet them.

"Qing'er, this is terrible. I'm afraid your second brother has been infected with the plague. He's going to be doomed now!"

Yang Huaan came up and said with a sad face.

Yang Ruoqing ignored Yang Hua'an and led Uncle Fu straight into the main room and headed towards Yang Yong's room.

Before entering the door, she took out the mask and gloves she brought with her and put them on, and Uncle Fu and Yang Huazhong behind her also followed suit.

Yang Yong entered the room and lit a candle.

There was a strange smell permeating the air.

Yang Yongjin lay straight on the bed, looking like a fish out of water.

His eye sockets were sunken, his cheekbones were protruding, his face was surprisingly ugly, and a layer of dead skin formed around his lips.

Lao Yangtou and Yang Huaming stood beside the bed, both wearing masks on their faces.

The pair of eyes exposed outside the mask were full of anxiety and worry.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing waiting to come in, Old Yangtou seemed to have found a backbone.

"Your second brother, what he pulled out looked like swill, and it was even bloody..."

"Golden Flower was like this back then..."

Tears flowed from the old man's eyes, and his voice was choked with sobs.

Seeing this, Yang Huazhong strode to the bedside.

"Jin boy, I am the third uncle. Please open your eyes and take a look at the third uncle..."

I saw that my nephew, who got along the best with me and had the most agreeable temperament, became like this.

Yang Huazhong felt sad, his voice was a little rough, and his eyes were red.

Yang Yongjin was suffering from a high fever and occasionally said nonsense. He had no idea what was going on around the bed.

Seeing this, Yang Huazhong became even more sad. He raised his hand and held Yang Yongjin's hand. The man cried.

"How could this happen? How could this happen!"

"God, please spare my nephew, I will suffer for him..."

Yang Huazhong burst into tears at the end.

Yang Ruoqing felt extremely uncomfortable. She said to Yang Huaming and Yang Yongxian: "As few people as possible should be left here. You can go out first."

Yang Huaming nodded, came over with Yang Yongxian, and took Yang Huazhong and Lao Yangtou out of the house.

Yang Ruoqing came to Yang Yongjin's bedside, took one look at the situation, and frowned tightly.

"Only the small courtyard after being sent back to the village was isolated," she said.

If you put it here, everyone will be infected and the whole village will spread.

Uncle Fu sighed, and together with Yang Ruoqing, he poured the bowl of preventive medicinal soup he had brought into Yang Yongjin's mouth.

Treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, you can't just do nothing, right?

After it was done, Yang Ruoqing came to the door of the house, where Lao Yangtou and Yang Huaan were waiting.

"Second brother can no longer live at home, he has to be sent to quarantine."

She announced the decision in a deep voice.

Everyone was silent.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Second brother went there to isolate, and he had to be taken care of by someone. Who is going?"

Everyone was silent again.

Yang Huazhong looked at the formation and frowned, "I'll go!"

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Yang Huazhong, and then her eyes fell on Yang Huaan.

"Uncle, the second brother is your son, please tell me," she said.

Yang Huaan looked depressed and sighed: "I still have three sons. If he is the only son of mine, I can die for him. But if I die now, what will happen to my other three sons?"

?”

Are you just not going?

Yang Ruoqing's eyes turned cold.

Old Yangtou also looked at Yang Huaan with sorrow and anger: "Get out of here, I don't have a father like you!"

"Qing'er, I'm going to take care of my second grandson. I've lived for more than sixty years, and I've lived enough!"

Old Yangtou said.

On the side, Jin couldn't hear what everyone was saying.

But Jin noticed something from everyone's mouth patterns and expressions.

She turned around and went into her house. She came out soon, carrying a bundle with two pieces of clothes inside, and then rushed into Yang Yong's house.

"Auntie, are you going to take care of your second brother?"

Yang Ruoqing asked.

Jin screamed a few times, tears streaming from his eyes.

"Okay, let Auntie go. Second brother can't be alone."
To be continued...