Chapter 174: Weird Plague (5)

"Sir, walk slowly, he didn't mean it, who is this ..." You have to dress so weird? A medic hurriedly kept his voice, and he did not dare to say the following words, but his eyes had leaked his mind.
"Well, since I am here today, it is because of watching the old relationship with General to help him solve this urgent need. If it is gone, it is against my original intention. Let's go in and see the situation." Leng Yetong saw that The medic was crying anxiously, smiling slightly, and talking brightly, then looked back at the vice general, patted him on the shoulder as he walked around, and a prank-like smile was raised at the corner of his mouth. Ears playfully said, "Is there something unsatisfactory these days? I'll prescribe some tonics and make up for it. You are so sloppy. Hehe." Then I took a handkerchief from Xiyan, covering my mouth and nose. , Opened the curtain and went into the camp.
"This man's temper is big, but you, don't mess with him. If it is cured, we have nothing to say. The ability is there. If it is not cured, we won't be too late." The old medic sighed, walked over and patted the lieutenant's shoulder, said bitterly, and then covered his nose and nose with a white cloth that had been prepared, followed by Leng Yetong into the camp.
The medics walked into the camp one after another, leaving only the deputy who was messed up in the wind, his mouth twitched, and his heart was shocked. Why was he just tapping it and found his secret? Really a divine doctor.
Entered into the camp, even though she was psychologically prepared before, Leng Yetong could not help taking a breath. The condition inside was similar to that of the Black Death in ancient Athens. Everyone was dying on the wall and lying on the straw mat. Some people keep rolling and want to relieve their physical pain. The soldiers who came back and forth did not have any suspicion, and came forward to help them drink medicine and eat for them. The good military discipline of the Pioneer Battalion was revealed at this time.
Leng Yetong frowned, and stepped forward to examine the patient closest to her. There was no trace of aversion and terror on her face. If she was calm, the serious look made all people stop. Leng Yetong inspected every part of the soldier's body without any suspicion. She had fever, flushed face, and abnormal breathing and pulse speed. Her thighs, neck, and underarms were swollen. A moment, it looked from the soldier's face that it hurt. He stood up and walked in front of another soldier. The other soldier had a high fever, but was much hotter than the previous one. He turned over and coughed up blood and sputum. He also had shortness of breath and dyspnea. His face and limbs were blue-purple.
"It is indeed a plague." Leng Yetong got up, wiped his hands, then washed his hands in the water prepared in advance, frowned, and said solemnly, "But I'm curious, how could there be mice running in the dignified pioneer camp? What about? "
"This ..." The medics looked at each other, wondering how to answer this question for a while.
"Forget it, and ask for nothing, just treat me as if you didn't say anything." Looking at the look of the medics, Leng Yetong rolled his eyes helplessly, sighed, turned and walked out of the camp. The medics also followed, one by one showing anxiety, but did not dare to ask questions, for fear that it would make her unhappy.