Agriculture Escape: Ultimate Boss Has A Space Pocket! (ON-HOLD)

Chapter 61: This Is My Medicine

Bai Wutong's words made Cui Muzhi take a step back in shock. He hurriedly said, "Then all the more I can't let you come over. There are too many people infected among us and it might have spread even more now. Wouldn't you be infected immediately if you came over? If Madam Bai wants to help us, please help me find a doctor with brilliant medical skills." The Cui family of Qinghe could not do anything immoral. Moreover, Bai Wutong had already helped them several times, so they could not let them be in danger.

Moreover, the plague was not something that Bai Wutong could treat.

If his cousin and the others knew that it might be a plague, they would definitely agree with his actions.

Bai Wutong did not have to go over. After all, she was not a professional doctor. She could only judge based on the anti-epidemic information on the computer in her space.

Bai Wutong asked, "Then tell me what the specific symptoms everyone has now, when they appeared, and what they did before they had those symptoms."

Cui Muzhi thought that Bai Wutong had agreed to help them get a doctor, so he quickly recalled everyone's situation from the previous night to this morning.

Their main symptoms were mild fever, coughing, and diarrhea. Cui Lingyi did not eat porridge with everyone. She ate the grilled fish given to her by Bai Wutong and drank the water from the water bag. But she still had the same symptoms as everyone. It could be basically determined that it was an infectious disease of the respiratory tract.

If it was a respiratory infectious disease, the medicine she had made everyone drink every day previously had a certain defensive effect. There was a high chance that they would not be infected.

Bai Wutong frowned and asked, "How many of your team members have no symptoms now?"

Cui Muzhi was about to answer when he felt a tightness in his chest and shortness of breath. It was as if someone was holding a pair of tongs and strangling him. In an instant, he held onto a big tree beside him and coughed violently.

Earlier, his mental state had been pretty good. Now, it had become so serious.

When Cui Muzhi came, he thought that he was not ill. In the end, he became like this after a while. He said with much discomfort, "We probably all have it now."

The symptoms of respiratory infection were not the most serious in the plague. As long as he took the medicine she had prescribed in time, he would definitely be cured.

However, the most important problem was that there were too many people in Cui Lingyi's group and the villagers of the Fallen Rain Village. If they gave all the medicinal herbs to them, Bai Wutong and the others would lose their own reserves.

Even if they could enter Jiangyuan City now, it would probably be even more difficult to buy so many medicinal herbs than to buy food.

If the medicine that they had drunk previously did not form an antibody to resist the plague, they would still need to be treated with medicine. Besides, Bai Wutong and the others still had a long way to go. They would definitely need to use all kinds of medicine along the way.

There was really no guarantee that she could take back what she had lent out at this time.

Bai Wutong could not be so selfless as to give all their life-saving medicine to others.

Bai Wutong thought for a moment and said to Cui Muzhi, "Wait a moment."

She quickly returned to the shed and, using a charcoal brush on the paper, she wrote down several ways in which the plague could be quarantined and brought under control.