"We have both guangjianghuang and raw Rhubarb, but we don’t have white silk worm and golden cicada molt," the doctor replied.
"We can only ask Officer Pang to find them," Ye Qichi said, "Around what time do they usually send someone over?"
"In two hours, someone will come in to deliver breakfast and inquire about today’s situation. We will write today’s conditions on a note to inform the people outside," the maid said.
"Then when they come, I will send out the prescription." Ye Qichi said, then lowered her head to write a few more words, making the situation clear.
After finishing the writing.
She walked towards the maid who was dozing off, and by feeling her pulse, she knew that she was already at her limit.
She hurriedly instructed another maid, "Bring me some warm water, quickly!"
Noticing the urgency in Ye Qichi’s voice, the maid grew anxious as well.
She quickly went to get water.
Although she knew she wouldn’t live much longer herself, watching someone else dying was still frightening.
The maid hastily boiled water and cooled it down with two bowls, then hurried over with the water at the right temperature to Ye Qichi.
Ye Qichi put her own finger in her mouth and bit down hard.
The maid watched her in surprise.
At that moment, she saw Ye Qichi squeezing the finger she had bitten, dropping several drops of fresh blood into the water, and then she had the maid help another maid sit up. Ye Qichi fed the water mixed with her blood into the maid’s mouth.
The maid coughed a few times and slowly drank it all down.
The other maid was now frightened to the point of tears, "Is Chun Xiang not going to make it?"
It was obvious that Chun Xiang’s condition was completely off.
"Let’s observe for a while," Ye Qichi said, "It should be effective."
Her blood had self-healing abilities.
Under normal circumstances, it could serve as a form of relief.
As long as they could make it through today, she would have a way to cure them.
"When will this epidemic ever end..." the maid cried out, completely breaking down.
Ye Qichi could understand her feelings.
She offered a few words of comfort, and then instructed the maid to lay Chun Xiang on the soft couch to sleep a little longer.
Ye Qichi stayed by Chun Xiang’s side, monitoring her condition.
Checking her pulse from time to time, she confirmed Chun Xiang’s condition.
Gradually, Chun Xiang’s pulse became noticeably more stable, clearly showing that Ye Qichi’s blood had an effect.
Yet, she remained hot with fever and unconscious.
"Every hour, give her some water to drink; she must not become dehydrated. Not just her, all of you need to ensure adequate water intake, and drink plenty of warm boiled water," Ye Qichi instructed.
"Okay," the maid nodded immediately.
For some reason, Ye Qichi gave her a sense of security, as if they could truly survive.
The door was knocked on.
Ye Qichi walked to the door.
There was a small opening at the door created specifically for the delivery of food and exchanging messages.
Ye Qichi placed the note at the door.
The servant was about to take it away immediately.
"Wait," Ye Qichi suddenly called out to him.
The servant stopped and asked anxiously, "Does the doctor have any other instructions?"
"Do you always take the notes directly ?"
"Is it always you who comes?"
"Almost always. On occasions when I’m not on duty, someone else will come to take it away."
"Have you noticed any reactions in your body?"
"What reactions?" the servant asked, puzzled.
"From now on, when you take the notes, you must not touch them directly with your hands," Ye Qichi instructed, "There’s a high chance that the notes are contaminated with the virus, and if you touch them directly, you could be infected."
The servant was clearly scared.
"However, it usually spreads through saliva, so the chance of you getting infected this way is small. But you must be extra careful. If you develop a fever, you must report it immediately. Do not conceal it; the more you hide, the more dangerous it becomes."
"Now go get two sticks, use them to pick up the note, then use the sticks to open it. Try to avoid using any part of your body to touch the note, and after you finish reading it, burn it with fire, understand?" Ye Qichi instructed.
The servant quickly left.
After leaving, he promptly found two sticks, clipped the note from the ground, and hurried off again.
Ye Qichi brought the food inside the room.
"Eat something," Ye Qichi said.
But no one had an appetite.