Chapter 194 What do you take human life for?

Chapter 194 What do you take human life for?

As soon as he finished speaking, the courtyard erupted in chaos.

The villagers, who were waiting with high hopes for the life-saving medicine, panicked instantly when they heard "no," and their expectant faces turned into despair.

"No medicine? What are we going to do?"

"My child still has a fever, and he won't be able to hold on if he doesn't get the medicine soon!"

Amid the murmurs, a middle-aged man squeezed to the front, looking at Jiang Yutang with a pleading expression.

"Madam Cheng, we know you are a very kind person. Please have mercy and save us! Most of the people in our village are farmers and may not have much money, but if you can save us, I am willing to serve you like a slave and repay your kindness for the rest of my life!"

As he spoke, he bent his knees and was about to kneel down.

"Don't!"

Jiang Yutang quickly stepped forward and grabbed his arm, subconsciously complaining to herself: Why do people in ancient times like to kneel down at the slightest disagreement? What happened to the saying that a man's knees are worth gold?

She steadied herself, her gaze sweeping over the anxious faces of the villagers, and shouted in a firm and powerful voice.

"Quiet down, everyone! It's not that I don't want to save you, it's just that the medicine hasn't arrived yet! Wait two more days, and I will definitely bring the medicine the day after tomorrow to save every one of you!"

She paused, her tone softening slightly.

"Don't panic before then. Panic won't solve anything. Try to conserve your energy, get plenty of rest, drink lots of warm water, and cooperate with us in taking mosquito repellent measures. This will help you hold on until I bring the medicine!"

After speaking, Jiang Yutang turned to look at an elderly man with gray hair in the crowd.

Judging from his demeanor and the attitude of the surrounding villagers, he must be the village chief.

She stepped forward and whispered, "Village chief, please make arrangements so that all the healthy villagers stay in the village and absolutely do not go near the swamp behind the mountain. Hold on for two more days, and I will definitely be able to save you!"

Seeing the determination in Jiang Yutang's eyes and sensing the firmness in her words, the village chief nodded heavily: "Yes! Don't worry, Madam, I'll go and make the arrangements right away!"

After calming the villagers down, Jiang Yutang and Doctor Xu immediately got to work.

Dr. Xu was responsible for a detailed diagnosis, while Jiang Yutang, based on modern medical knowledge and the only medicinal materials available, prescribed emergency antipyretics and anti-inflammatory formulas for some villagers with more severe symptoms, temporarily relieving their suffering.

The two went from house to house, so busy that they didn't even have time to drink water.

It wasn't until sunset and nightfall that they finally managed to screen all the sick villagers.

The two walked out of the village and were about to head back on foot when they heard the sound of rapid hoofbeats coming from ahead.

By the dim light of day, a carriage could be seen approaching, driven by Jiang Songzhi and Jiang Sumin.

"Big brother, fourth brother!" Jiang Yutang exclaimed in surprise.

The carriage quickly stopped in front of them, and Jiang Sumin jumped off. He strode forward and looked the two of them over: "You've finally come out. Did something happen?"

"We're fine." The two of them got into the carriage together.

The carriage moved slowly, and Jiang Yutang recounted her experiences in the village that day.

"That Gu Wenxiao is a complete scoundrel!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Sumin slammed his fist on the carriage floor in anger, shouting, "To compete with us for the pharmacy, you're willing to risk malaria and use the lives of so many people as bargaining chips! This is truly heinous!"

Jiang Songzhi shook his head slightly, his expression solemn.

"This is probably not just about the pharmacy. When he first came to Danzhou, he wanted to win people's hearts and pave his way by setting up relief stations. Now he is deliberately targeting us, both to give us a warning and to help him gain a foothold in Danzhou."

After saying that, Jiang Songzhi turned to look at Jiang Yutang, his eyes full of concern and trust: "Little sister, are you confident that you can save these villagers?"

Prison Rabbit nodded firmly: "I'm confident, it's just a bit troublesome."

When the carriage returned to the residence, Jiang Jiuzhe, who was standing at the gate, had obviously been waiting for a long time.

After hearing all this, he frowned and turned around abruptly to look at Jiang Yutang.

"Gu Wenxiao had paved the way for himself to 'love the people,' but he didn't expect the epidemic to get out of control. This is our opportunity! Little sister, you must do everything you can to save these villagers!"

"Of course."

Jiang Yutang's eyes sharpened: "Saving the villagers is the key step to bringing him down!"

The next morning, Jiang Yutang and Doctor Xu went to the village again.

As the two approached the village entrance, they spotted a horse-drawn carriage parked by the roadside.

It was far more luxurious than the carriage from yesterday, with intricate carvings on its body, clearly not something an ordinary official could afford.

Without a doubt, this must be Gu Wenxiao's carriage.

Jiang Yutang gave Doctor Xu a look, and the two slowed down and walked forward side by side.

Just as they passed the carriage, an arrogant male voice came from inside: "Stop."

The carriage curtain was gently lifted by a servant, revealing the top scholar's mocking face.

He leaned against the soft couch inside the carriage, toying with a folding fan in his hand, his eyes sweeping over the two men with disdain.

"I'm curious, since this is known to be an incurable disease, why are you two still coming over here?"

Jiang Yutang looked at him coldly without replying.

Gu Wenxiao laughed to himself: "No one can cure malaria these days. If you know what's good for you, leave now and don't meddle in other people's business."

"Mind your own business?" Jiang Yutang sneered, her voice full of sarcasm. "You're the one who caused this malaria outbreak, and now that you can't save people, you're just abandoning them? What do you take human lives for?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Wenxiao showed no remorse whatsoever. Instead, he casually shook his folding fan and slowly uttered, "That's fate, a worthless fate."

He paused, his tone even more disdainful: "Even if everyone in this village dies, if the imperial court blames me, at most they'll say I handled things improperly and deduct a little from my salary. It won't hurt me at all."

"you!"

Dr. Xu was so angry that he trembled all over and was about to rush forward to argue, but Jiang Yutang grabbed him.

Jiang Yutang gave Gu Wenxiao a cold glare, stopped talking to him, and pulled Doctor Xu straight into the village.

The people inside the carriage watched the two figures go by with sinister eyes and a malicious smile on their lips.

The situation remains far from optimistic.

The illness had been delayed for too long. If it weren't for that woman finding him in time yesterday, a few more days later, it might have been too late to save him.

But then she thought again, although malaria is dangerous, it doesn't spread as quickly as cholera. As long as she can get through tonight, she can travel back to the modern world to get medicine.

Time passed slowly, and finally night fell.

Jiang Yutang greeted Doctor Xu, saying, "We won't be going tonight. The medicine delivery person will probably arrive later. You should go and rest for a while; we'll be busy tonight."

Dr. Xu looked around, nodded, put his medicine box aside, and lay down on the straw mat.

Jiang Yutang timed it perfectly and came alone to a secluded hillside.

After confirming that no one was around, she took out a book from her bosom. A faint white light enveloped her, and her figure instantly disappeared from the spot.

Upon returning to the modern world, she immediately took out her phone and called the old doctor she had met during her internship.

After the call was connected, she explained the situation very quickly and inquired about treatment options for malaria.

After listening to her, the old doctor told her seriously, "The core of malaria treatment is antimalarial parasite treatment, and these kinds of drugs are prescription drugs. The hospital cannot prescribe a dosage for dozens of people without reason. This is not in accordance with medical standards."