Chapter 53 Diagnosis and Treatment
After exiting the north gate, Qin Feng looked at the tens of thousands of disaster victims outside the city with a frown on his face.

"There are too many people here!"

"If it was just a land dragon turning over, there wouldn't be so many victims. It was mainly because the Wujiang River backflowed, causing floods in the county. The food was soaked and rotten by the flood, and it was inedible, so there were so many victims."

While explaining to Qin Feng, Liu Yehui asked the yamen runner in charge nearby.

"Where are the injured usually?"

"Over there, you should be able to see it after walking a hundred meters."

The disaster victims outside the city are all under the special care of someone.

If no one does anything, riots and unrest will soon break out.

But there were too many victims at the North Gate, and they did not have enough manpower, so they could only roughly divide the area.

"Line up! Don't push!"

"Everyone has food to eat. If you run around and crowd around, I guarantee you'll be hungry for the whole day!"

"Slow down! Stand back!"

It was the time when porridge was distributed. Even though the weather was freezing and people were shivering with cold, these people still lined up to get food.

Next to these disaster victims, there were more than a dozen yamen runners in charge of management.

They held the knives in their hands and dared not let their guard down.

"It's right in front."

Liu Yehui pulled Qin Feng to the 'patient area'.

It was a row of thatched huts that had been built recently and were packed with people.

Family members huddled together, using each other's body temperature to keep warm.

"Where are the people? Where is the doctor?" Liu Yehui was stunned when he arrived at the place.

Because he didn't see the doctor at all, only the patient!
In addition, there is a man dressed as a yamen runner who maintains order here.

Of course, when we say management, we actually just watch from afar.

These are all sick people. He is not stupid. What if he gets infected by getting close to them?
"Sir, have you brought a doctor here? Please save my son!"

No one answered Liu Yehui's question, but the disaster victims nearby came over immediately after seeing the two of them.

"Go away! Get out of the way!"

At this time, the yamen runners came over and drove the victims away.

The victims were still afraid of the yamen runners and quickly retreated, not daring to say anything.

"Who are you two?"

The bailiff saw that Qin Feng and Liu Yehui were unusual, so he came over to ask about the situation.

"We are here to provide disaster relief under the order of the prefect. This is Doctor Zhou." Liu Yehui pointed at Qin Feng and said.

Qin Feng did not seek fame, but only medical proficiency, so before coming, he said he wanted to use a pseudonym.

"It turned out to be Doctor Zhou."

Hearing Liu Yehui say that he was following the orders of the prefect, the yamen runners did not dare to be arrogant and bowed respectfully to the two men.

"Where are the doctors here? Why are so many patients ignored?"

Qin Feng asked the bailiff.

He just glanced at the situation here and saw many people who had caught a cold and were coughing, and some had fever.

There were many people with external injuries in the distance. They were lying on the ground, groaning, and looked like they were about to die.

There's a cold wind blowing outside from time to time, and the temperature is so low, it's really unbearable.

"There is no medicine left." The bailiff said truthfully.

"No medicine? Tell me more!"

The bailiff then began to explain.

"There were several doctors here earlier, providing free medical treatment to the victims. The city also provided various medicinal herbs and decoctions at low prices at the beginning, and cured many people." "But five days ago, these herbs and decoctions were used up, and the city refused to replenish them. After asking for a few days, they said that the stock was gone and refused to sell!"

"You can actually buy it in the city, but the price is much higher than before, three or four times higher! Now it has risen to more than five times, and that's the price in the city. It's hard to say outside."

"Anyway, even after the doctors diagnosed the patient, they had no medicine to prescribe. They couldn't save the patient, and the diagnosis and treatment were in vain, so yesterday, the doctors all left."

Listening to these words and looking at the victims in front of him, Qin Feng was silent.

Although the bailiff did not say it explicitly, Qin Feng knew that there must still be medicinal herbs in the city, but someone wanted to make a fortune from this natural disaster.

Therefore, this medicine can no longer be sold at the same low price as before.

Qin Feng and Liu Yehui had no way to solve this kind of problem.

After all, this is Qingzhou City, not Pingchuan County, and the Liu family is nothing here.

All Qin Feng could do at this time was to treat patients.

If he wants to get treatment, he has to pay for it himself.

"You two should go back to avoid being bumped into by the victims." The bailiff said to the two men.

"This..." Liu Yehui looked at Qin Feng, then at the victims behind him, his face conflicted.

Compared with Qin Feng, he was better able to understand the meaning of the yamen runner's words because his Liu family had several pharmacies in Pingchuan County.

This kind of thing is simply stealing money!

"Brother Mingzhao, help me maintain order."

What order is being managed?
Liu Yehui was stunned and didn't understand the situation.

But the next second, Qin Feng shouted to the victims in front of him: "Those who want to see a doctor, come and line up, one by one! No queue-jumping!"

"If I find someone cutting in line, I won't let them see me. Do you understand?"

"I need to see a doctor."

Qin Feng shouted loudly to the crowd three times, causing a commotion here. Many people stood up and looked over here.

Liu Yehui hurried over and whispered, "We don't have any medicine, so we can't cure it! It's useless even if we diagnose and treat it."

"Just buy it yourself." Qin Feng said without turning his head.

"Buy it yourself? With so many people, and the price of medicinal materials is so high now, how can we afford it?"

If you were in Pingchuan County, the medicinal materials needed to treat a patient would cost 20 or 30 wen at the least, or several hundred wen at the most, with the average being about 100 wen.

But in Qingzhou City, the price is five times higher!

It costs five hundred coins, or half a tael of silver, to treat one person. The number of patients in front of us is endless, there must be at least a thousand of them!

Liu Yehui only had a few dozen taels of silver on him, which was not enough.

Even if it is enough, only a fool would spend so much money!

"I'll write you a prescription later, and you can just go get the medicine. I'll pay for it."

"But."

Liu Yehui wanted to say something, but Qin Feng had already started the treatment, so he could only shut up.

Qin Feng did this not out of kindness, but to spend a lot of money to treat people.

The main reason is that he has superb medical skills and can use cheap medicinal materials and achieve extremely strong effects through special proportions.

Traditional Chinese Medicine is a magical subject.

In the past, there were some diseases that could not be cured even if tens or hundreds of thousands of dollars were spent, but could be cured directly by taking Chinese medicine for just a dozen dollars for a month or so.

With Qin Feng's current understanding of pharmacology, he is unable to use small medicines to treat serious diseases.

But the victims in front of him usually suffered from colds, injuries and the like, which he could cure with cheap medicine.

As for inflammation in the body, because it is winter, the risk of infection is relatively low. Even if infected, he can use acupuncture to stimulate the body functions and achieve the therapeutic effect.

(End of this chapter)