MTL - The First Assistant Teased Me and Gave Birth To a Cub-Chapter 877 Centralized isolation

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   Chapter 877 Centralized Isolation

   This toilet water was originally produced by Gu Yunjiao for those poor people.

   There is no musk in it, just a cheap spice, plus some scented herbs.

   Mosquitoes don't like the smell of these herbs, and they will naturally walk away when they smell it, which can play a role in repelling mosquitoes.

  The toilet water was not too much, so Gu Yunjiao asked the prefect of Wu to distribute it to the people outside the city as much as possible.

   A few days later, several houses outside the North City Gate and the West City Gate were also completed. Gu Yunjiao urged Wu Zhifu to transfer all the soldiers of the guard house to transfer the patients.

   This is also because Gu Yunjiao is cautious, afraid that some people will run away during the transfer.

   After all, in a modern society with a highly developed civilization, when some people were taken into isolation, the state paid for them to treat their illnesses, but I didn’t know why, but just ran away.

  Gu Yunjiao followed the Imperial Army and some Yangzhou garrison soldiers to the outside of Beicheng to see the transfer of the patients.

   Sure enough, when Captain Fang announced that all patients must be isolated in several nearby houses, some patients who looked very weak got up from the ground and ran.

   There were some who couldn't run and started crying and grabbing the ground.

   The Custodians and the garrisoned soldiers began to capture the fleeing people.

  Some people shouted while running, "Run, they're definitely going to catch us and bury us."

  Gu Yunjiao held a loudspeaker and explained to them hoarsely, but few people listened to her.

   Panic spread quickly and more and more people ran.

  Fortunately, there were a lot of soldiers, so after a bit of effort, we finally gathered all the patients together, tied them with ropes, and headed to the mansion.

  Gu Yunjiao saw that the little girl was also in the crowd, she walked over and asked, "Is it better?"

  The little girl's mother replied: "I feel better, the cold time is not so long, and when I feel hot, I touch her forehead and it is not as hot as a few days ago."

  Gu Yunjiao nodded, "Go to the house over there, insist on taking the medicine, and come out when it is completely healed."

  The woman asked timidly, "Didn't we really drag us to bury?"

  Gu Yunjiao laughed, "No, it's to prevent infected people from being sucked by mosquitoes."

   She handed the woman a few herbal bags, "Order them in the evening and throw them in the yard."

   "This kills mosquitoes."

   After the patients left, Gu Yunjiao distributed herbal packs to kill mosquitoes to the people.

   Instruct them to light the herbal bag in the evening when mosquitoes are rampant.

   Those patients who were escorted by the soldiers to the big house saw that the rooms were neatly tidy, and each room had screen doors and windows. It doesn't feel like bringing them over to be executed.

   Someone remembered Gu Yunjiao's words, "What that Doctor Gu said may be true."

  Some people nodded, while others still didn't believe it.

   Until they had their first meal, most people believed they wouldn't kill them.

   After all, there is no need to waste food for those who are dying.

   Of course, it is not appropriate to say eating, it is porridge.

   The porridge was as thick as the disaster relief porridge they ate at the gate of the city before.

   There was a suspicious person who smashed the bowl angrily, "I don't want to eat, is this asking me to eat a meal?"

  The soldiers came in quickly, dragged him into a small room and locked him up.

  The doors and windows of the small house are locked, so that people can't get out, and mosquitoes can't get in.

   As for whether he will suffocate to death in it, no one cares.

   As long as there are not a large number of dead people, and the life and death of one or two people, no one really cares.

   (end of this chapter)