The child with cholera faced the ground. Jiang Junming couldn't see the skin and expression on his face, but on his exposed hands, he saw that his skin had lost its luster and luster, like an old man's hands.

It is indeed cholera, which is such a serious epidemic of prevalence. In Jiang Junming's memory, the several major cholera epidemics recorded in the book were recorded, and thousands of people died, and some villages almost died of cholera almost overnight and became dead villages.

"Buried the things he vomited, don't touch them." Jiang Junming said, and then he became in trouble. How to treat this?

Just as Jiang Junming observed the child's symptoms and spoke, some people came here to seek help from the priests who cared for the goddess. They were desperate. Even if they could only give them a little comfort, they would always be better than waiting for death without hope.

There are more and more patients, and the yard is filled with the fishy smell of vomit, which makes people want to vomit when they smell it. Most of the new patients suffer from cholera, and there are other popular diseases. For a while, Jiang Junming couldn't tell what all kinds of diseases were.

Jiang Junming suddenly understood what Guangming said. This is what the so-called pathogenic bacteria are like! It’s not that Guangming made a mistake, but that the incubation period of the pathogenic bacteria last night and today during the day, and the clues have not been revealed yet. He saw that the abortions seemed to be a bit scarce in the bustling neighborhoods in Twilight City. I think some people did not go out due to diarrhea. Cholera occurred very quickly, and it would be in danger of life at least a few hours. Now it’s just that the epidemic disease caused by pathogenic bacteria has begun to break out. How many people will die because of this? Jiang Junming thought of this and suddenly had a cold war.

What should I do? Buried vomit? Jiang Junming was a little confused. The cholera virus is in water. Of course, fecal oral transmission is also an important way. All I can do is to prevent the disease from spreading. But how should these people who have cholera be treated? Replenish fluids? Correct shock? Improve the internal environment of the body? No conditions are available for all this. Jiang Junming was a little ashamed. Although he was already a young student from the church academy, when casting the magic, the magic was extremely unstable. Perhaps just as the old Knight of Seru said, because he believed in the goddess of care, the magic was unstable and weak.

Suddenly at this moment, Jiang Junming thought regretfully, if he had believed in other gods, would he be able to do something?

Do something, do something, Jiang Junming was thinking while directing the orphans adopted in the temple to bury and clean up the patients' vomit.

Time passed by bit by bit, and the patients who came to the Temple of Care Goddess were in rapid progress. Some were already dying, and some were able to persist when they first came, but soon began to vomit and diarrhea, and the symptoms of dehydration were obvious. Some of the "healthy people" who supported the patients to the Temple also showed symptoms of cholera virus attack.

"Where is the priest who cares about the goddess?" The crowd has begun to stir up, and more and more patients are gathering together, and a breath of despair is scattered in the entire temple yard. Under the influence of this breath, the people who are still alive have begun to panic inexplicably, especially after several people who seem to be healthy fall in the yard, people are panic.

There was no priest in the temple where the goddess cared for, but a young man in a white robe directed some orphans and old women to do things that people thought were useless. This extremely cold and ruthless behavior in the eyes of the patient and the relatives of the patient increased the panic and helpless atmosphere.

"We want to meet the priest!"

"Please save us, Lord Priest."

Some people beg, and some have already begun to get angry. These words are mixed with the patient's occasional spray-like sounds and diarrhea, which is indescribable.

Looking at the crowd that began to get upset, Jiang Junming knew that if he couldn't think of a way, the anger and panic of these people might have a Houqun effect. What could an angry crowd do? It was unimaginable.

What should I do? What should I do!

Jiang Junming suddenly remembered the potion he had configured, and didn't know if the refreshing potion could cure cholera. But as the movement between the crowd became more and more obvious, if he looked back and thought about it, the consequences would be unimaginable. Jiang Junming immediately said loudly: "You wait quietly, I have a way!"

The sound was very loud, and Jiang Junming roared out with all his strength. The sound suppressed the messy voices in the courtyard of the Goddess Temple of Care. Although Jiang Junming is not old, he has a unique majesty.

"Why do we believe you!" an adult said sadly, holding a little girl in his arms. It would be difficult for the little girl to hold on to it again, "I want to see the priest and ask the priest to treat him."

"Is there any herbs in the temple?" Jiang Junming asked an old woman beside him in a low voice.

"There are only a few common herbs." The old woman didn't know what Jiang Junming was going to do, so she looked at Jiang Junming in confusion and said.

"Does Morinica and Silver Leaf Crocodile exist?" Jiang Junming asked uneasy. If he didn't even have these two herbs, he probably wouldn't have other potions he could make, that would be really bad.

"Yes, yes." The old woman saw that Jiang Junming's expression was very serious, and hurriedly said.

"Prince Ilaina is not in the temple now. If you break into the temple without authorization, aren't you afraid of the punishment of caring for the goddess?" Jiang Junming said loudly: "I'll make a potion that can cure their diseases, and it will be fine soon. You can wait a moment."

After saying that, Jiang Junming saw that the people who were touching began to hesitate, and knew that the words of carrot and stick just now had worked. These poor people were used to being wronged. As long as they had a way out, perhaps as long as they had a little hope, they would continue to endure it.

Taking advantage of this time, Jiang Junming hurriedly asked the old woman to lead the way to the place where the temple collected herbs.

The only temple of the goddess of care in Twilight City was just a few herbs. Jiang Junming looked at the herbs piled up in a warehouse and smiled helplessly. How many refreshing potions can these herbs be refined? At most, there are only dozens of bottles. If there are more, there is nothing he can do.

A series of unknowns appeared in front of Jiang Junming. Whether the refreshing potion would have an effect on cholera and whether it could cure the patient's disease is all questions. Even if the refreshing potion has such magical effects when treating Links, the quantity will be very problematic. The medicine he configured himself cannot save so many patients.

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Chapter completed!