"You, what did you do to me?" Li Zucai asked in a panic.
"Don't worry, it's just temporary. You'll be fine in a while. I'll go next door to make you a decoction." Wang Yao said. He only blocked some of the acupoints and meridians in his legs temporarily, so he could not move normally.
Poison. Poisonous insects.
Antidote grass could cure hundreds of poisons.
Miasma grass could avoid miasma and eliminate poisonous insects.
Wang Yao took the two herbs and used them to make the decoction. The decoction was simple but powerful.
A pot of decoction was green in color and had a pungent smell.
"Come on, drink it." He poured a bowl of decoction.
"What is this?" Li Zucai asked worriedly.
"Decoction."
He took the decoction and drank it.
Wang Yao sat quietly and looked at him.
"How do you feel?"
"Nothing, just, ouch, my stomach hurts!" In less than five minutes, Li Zucai felt something stirring in his stomach. It was as if a mouse had run into his stomach and was making a fuss. It made his stomach hurt very badly. The pain was still spreading. Soon, he felt pain in his chest, his arms, his legs, his head, and his entire body.
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts all over."
It hurt like needles and knives.
"Ah!"
He fell to the ground and couldn't help but shout.
"What did you give me?"
"Decoction."
Wang Yao held his wrist. His pulse was fluctuating violently like a drum. His Qi and blood were extremely vigorous.
"Ah, wow!"
He suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a pool of dark mucus. It emitted a fishy smell, which soon filled the whole room. It was very pungent.
Huff! Huff! Huff!
Li Zucai breathed heavily. He was sweating profusely and his clothes were wet. It was painful. The pain in his body slowly subsided. His stomach and limbs still hurt. The headache was getting better.
"How do you feel?"
Wang Yao asked. "It hurts, it still hurts all over, but it's not that bad," Li Zucai said.
The pain was unbearable.
"Wait a little longer," Wang Yao said.
"I'll clean this for you," Li Zucai said.
He endured the pain, took the tools, and cleaned up the things he had just vomited on the ground. What was this? He looked at what he had vomited. No matter how he looked at it, it was like ink and mud soup. It was disgusting.
"Why would I spit out something like this?"
It would have been better if he didn't look. Now that he did, he felt his stomach start to churn again, as if something was rushing out.
"No, I'm going to the toilet."
He vomited a lot of black viscous substance in the toilet. In the end, he even vomited acid and blood. This scared him to death.
"Yao, you're telling me the truth. What's wrong with me? Did Chen Jiagui infect me?" His face was pale with fright as he recalled Chen Jiagui's appearance.
"Don't tell me I've become like that too?"
"You've been poisoned, or you've been infected by Chen Jiagui," Wang Yao said.
"Just because he bit you?"
"Yes," Wang Yao said. "His illness is contagious, and very contagious."
This was what Wang Yao was worried about.
"How did he get this strange illness?" This was also what Wang Yao was curious about.
"Is Haoze OK?" Li Zucai began to worry about his son.
"He's fine. If you're worried, you can ask his grandmother to take a look at him to see if he has a fever or other discomfort."
"I'll ask my mother to send him here as soon as possible. Please take a look at him again."
"OK."
In the mountain village, Chen Ying and Chen Zhou had sprinkled a thick layer of lime on all the places stained by Chen Jiagui's blood.
"Sis, what do you think happened to that person just now?"
"He must be crazy," Chen Ying said.
Finally, the siblings went to Chen Jiagui's house again.
"Let me see how that lunatic is doing."
He climbed up the wall. It didn't matter when he took a look. Chen Jiagui, who had fallen asleep on the kang, had gotten up and limped into the yard. He wanted to come out. Obviously, he didn't know what was wrong with him. He walked very strangely.
"Xiao Zhou, go and tell Dr. Wang that I'll stay here," Chen Ying decisively said.
"OK, be careful, Sis."
Chen Zhou quickly ran in the direction of the medical center.
In the medical center, Li Zucai's mother came over with her little grandson.
"Son, are you OK?"
"Am I OK?" He felt much better now, but the place where he was bitten by Chen Jiagui was still burning.
"The child is fine." Wang Yao carefully checked the little boy.
"Then, I'm relieved."
At this time, Chen Zhou hurriedly ran into the medical center.
"Dr. Wang, that lunatic stood up again and wanted to come out."
"What? He stood up again?" Wang Yao was very surprised. In order to prevent him from standing up again and infecting other people, Wang Yao deliberately cut off several meridians in his body temporarily. He could still move.
"I'll go and have a look right away."
"Observe him closely after you go home. If you find that he has symptoms like fever, come to me immediately." Wang Yao did not forget to remind Li Zucai.
"OK."
Wang Yao went out of the medical center and went directly to Chen Jiagui's yard. At this time, it seemed that Chen Jiagui still wanted to move forward with difficulty.
His face had begun to turn black. His naked upper body had also turned black. Blood vessels were protruding outwards. His whole body was obviously thin. It was a bit like a mummy.
"Sis, why does he look like a zombie?" Chen Zhou whispered to his sister.
"Shh."
"Don't come over."
Wang Yao closely observed Chen Jiagui's current physical condition.
He had no consciousness. His slow movement was because his meridians were blocked. His body was thin. The invading external evil was quickly destroying his body.
Fall.
Wang Yao pressed the air. With a thud, Chen Jiagui fell to the ground. An invisible pressure suppressed him, making him unable to move.
He bent over to check his pulse.
"His pulse is still there, but sometimes it is not. The strength is uncertain."
"His internal organs are extremely weak. He is like a terminally ill person who is about to die."
Wang Yao carefully checked his body and wrote it down.
"Sprinkle the whole yard with quicklime," he said to the sister and brother outside.
"OK," Chen Ying said.
Then, the sister and brother went into the yard. A large amount of quicklime powder was sprinkled in the yard.
"How did he get this terrible thing? Was it outside or in the village?" This was what Wang Yao was worried about.
Wang Yao carried Chen Jiagui with one hand and threw him into the room. Then, he opened his joints.
"Stay here and don't go out."
Judging from the current situation, he was not a human at all.
"Sir, it's done."
"OK, thank you."
"You are welcome," Chen Zhou said with a smile.
"Sir, what disease does he have? It looks terrible."
"I haven't figured out the cause, either," Wang Yao said. "It's a terrible microbial infection. His internal organs, brain, and body tissues have all been destroyed. To some extent, he's already dead."
"Moreover, this disease is very contagious. The person who was bitten has been infected," Wang Yao said.
If he had not treated him in time, it would not have been long before he became like Chen Jiagui in the room.
"If you feel uncomfortable, let me know immediately," Wang Yao said to the sister and brother.
"Got it."
"Wait, come with me." He took the two of them into the clinic and let each of them drink a cup of freshly brewed medicine.
"This is the medicine for the person who was bitten. You drink it as a precaution." In addition to giving them to drink, he also filled a bottle to take home later.
"Also, if you find such a person or animal in the village, let me know immediately."
"OK, we will remember," Chen Ying said.
Wang Yao left the clinic with the sister and brother. He first went home and told his parents about the matter. He asked them to be as careful as possible and not go out. At the same time, he asked them to drink the medicine as a precaution.
"What kind of disease is it? It's so serious!" Zhang Xiuying asked.
"I don't know."
"I have to go to the team and tell the villagers about this."
"OK," Wang Fenghua said.
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