Pan Mingyue was very obedient and pricked her ears and heard it. In the entire shack area, you could hear the sounds of many people moaning when defecation and exhaustion.

The key is that the sound of defecation and exhaustion is coming one after another, as if people in the entire shack are having diarrhea.

Pan Mingyue suddenly understood Chen Buer's intention: "Brother Qi, do you suspect that this place is not normal?"

Chen Buer pointed at the surroundings and said:

"Look at the environment here, sewage flows everywhere, and when you look around, there is not even a simple thatched cottage, they can only urinate and defecate anywhere. If you look at their drinking water, I don't know where the water was brought. Look, it's turbid, can you drink it?"

Chen Buer pointed to a wooden barrel at his feet, and there was a broken bowl inside. It was obvious that someone was drinking it.

"The environment in this shack is so dirty and messy, and drinking water cannot be guaranteed, which is very beneficial to the transmission of bacteria and viruses. In addition, you have also heard that there are diarrhea everywhere in the shack here, and there are also bursts of vomiting sounds.

Think about it, is this accidental phenomenon for so many people to vomit and have diarrhea? I haven’t seen the patients, nor do I know what they are doing, but based on my years of clinical experience, it’s probably not that simple here, and I’m afraid there will be a plague.”

Plague is actually the general term for all kinds of infectious diseases mentioned in later generations.

In ancient times, no matter what kind of infectious disease you were, as long as it would cause a large-scale transmission, it could be called a plague, which is very general.

"plague?"

Pan Mingyue was a little scared.

In ancient times, every time a plague occurred, it would be accompanied by a disaster, and countless people would die because of it. Some plagues would even kill people in the entire county and the entire city.

Wu Zhiye appeared beside them at some point and asked with a frown:

"Chen Buer is right. The Huimin Pharmaceutical Bureau has been negligent. There are so many patients gathered in the city. Once a plague occurs, it will be a big deal."

Chen Buer sighed. He had seen too much of this kind of thing in Africa in his previous life:

"Mr. Wu, I'm afraid it's not going to happen, but it's already happening."

Wu Zhiye’s eyes: “What are the evidence?”

"The best evidence is here. I'll know after asking the patients here. Sir, please organize the whole class and go to various shacks to ask about the condition. I guess everyone here will have the same symptoms."

Wu Zhiye was suspicious, but when he thought that Qin Siye had told him privately that Chen Buer had extraordinary medical skills, he could trust him.

So he quickly said, "No, don't move for now, you are all students who have just entered the medical school. I'll let the people from Huimin Pharmaceutical Bureau come."

After saying that, he hurried to Huimin Pharmaceutical Bureau not far away.

Chen Buer squatted down and waved to Pan Mingyue: "Mingyue, go and ask the girl's mother inside what is going on. In addition, don't touch everything, and don't cover your mouth with your hands."

After all, it is a woman. You can imagine that the girl's mother inside is having diarrhea with her butt sticking out, so it's appropriate for this man to go in.

Pan Mingyue herself didn't know why she believed in Gui and others, so she nodded firmly and bent down with the little girl and walked into the shack.

About a quarter of an hour later, Pan Mingyue's face turned a little white, and she obviously had a smell of feces on her body, and she said anxiously:

"Brother Qi, I asked clearly. The woman inside had diarrhea, lower abdomen pain, and fever due to chills. You didn't let me touch it, so I didn't take a pulse. I guess I had a high fever. The situation was quite critical. What should I do?"

"Did you see what the stool you pulled out look like?"

"I can see pus, bloody stool very clearly."

Chen Buer waved and asked Pan Mingguang, Zhu Lichen, Du Zongzhe, Chen Shui, Chai Zijin and others to get closer.

"Now there is a patient with unclean diet and water, and now he has diarrhea, abdominal pain, fever, pus, bloody stool. Think about it, what should be the problem?"

Chen Buer suddenly became a teacher, which made Pan Mingguang and others, who were also poor students, very puzzled. They couldn't say anything.

And the academic master Chen Shui thought for a while and said:

"The third volume of "Medical Medicine" says that dysentery is caused by damp heat, or when eating damp heat, or feeling damp heat qi, which accumulates in the stomach and intestines, and then the positive is blocked by evil, and the spleen and stomach are abnormal. Therefore, the diet becomes increasingly stagnant, turning into turbidity, sticking to the stomach and intestines, and the operation is more unfavorable. Qi stagnation becomes fire, and mixed with the damp heat qi that is affected to become evil, so it should be diarrhea."

Chen Buer complained in his heart: "What Xiali? I'm here for Santana."

Pan Mingyue agreed, "The Ming Medical Finger Palm points out that the accumulation of dampness and heat will be red when drying in the blood, and white when drying in the qi. Therefore, Chen Shui is right, it should be diarrhea and intestinal slight."

Chen Buer was suddenly choked and almost fell to his head when he heard this.

What's going on? He always thought that the theory of traditional Chinese medicine is chaotic, dialectical, and diagnosis are like a day and night. Why do people guess it right?

He had prepared for the act of pretending to be a B for a long time, but suddenly it was useless.

Diarrhea and intestinal dysentery are all said by the ancients. If it were later Western medicine, it was called "bacterial dysentery", which is a type of intestinal infectious disease.

The clinical manifestations are mainly fever, abdominal pain, diarrhea, severe kidney failure, mucus, pus and bloody stool, and symptoms of systemic toxemia. In severe cases, septic shock and (or) toxic encephalopathy can be caused.

Glycosis is common all year round and is common in summer and autumn. Now it is the second day of September, which is in autumn, and it just happens to be consistent.

Chen Buer compared Pan Mingyue and Chen Shui with a thumbs up:

"It's amazing. I didn't expect that you Chinese medicine practitioners have great skills. By the way, if it's diarrhea, how do you treat it?"

Chen Buer suddenly felt very curious. The diagnosis was not difficult, but the difficulty lies in the treatment. He wanted to see if there were any special treatment methods?

Who knew that Du Zongzhe was excited at this time?

"I know this. The characteristic of my family is to treat gastrointestinal diseases. Now we should use scutellaria baicalensis, cypress cypress, fried elm, fried celestial grass, fried hawthorn, fried malt, plantain, Atractylodes and other medicines. Decoct in water, take one dose a day, and take it in two doses."

Chen Buer said contemptly: "When is it time to still stir-fry malt? Do you want to eat maltose?"

Du Zongzhe felt so wronged. He finally got to answer a question, but he was ridiculed.

Pan Mingyue said angrily: "What's wrong? This is called Baili Prescription, which is aimed at intestinal diseases. This is a common prescription passed down by our ancestors."

Chen Buer curled his lips: "Bailifang? I'm going to return the water cube."

Pan Mingyue's face turned red and her blood surged: "You..."

Before he could finish his words, Wu Zhiye ran over panting not far away:
Chapter completed!