Mrs. Chen is Wang Chong's mother, Chen Yu.

Now, from the perspective of the ancients, they are not young. In recent years, they have been in poor health. They basically walk in their own yard.

"I went to see my mother-in-law yesterday and it was fine. Why did it suddenly happen?" Sun XiuXiu simply dressed, opened the door and said to the servant girl, "what's going on?"

"Cough, cough, cough... Nanny Chen has got wind chill these days and has been coughing. She has just coughed up blood. I'm afraid of something, so I'll inform you, cough..."

Seeing the servant girl coughing like this, Wang Chong frowned and closed the door at the first time.

"Master, you are..."

"I'm afraid I have some kind of infectious disease." Wang Chong took a piece of cloth, put it around his mouth and nose, and used it as a mask: "wait inside, don't go out."

........

Sun Fu.

Mother Chen Yu's room.

"Master Wang, your mother has lung disease, so there is always blood foam coughing up. You'd better not get close to it to avoid infection."

The doctor went to the door of Chen Yu's room and took out a brush and paper to write. Just about to write, he coughed himself.

"Cough..." not only he, but also the servant girl behind him coughed.

Wang was startled. He suspected that the servant girl had been coughing before. Now he sees it, it is likely that it is.

In ancient times, in fact, not many people died in war. The real number of dead people were all sick, especially infectious diseases.

The ancient infectious diseases in western countries included black death, pestis, and tens of millions of people died in Europe, resulting in a sharp decline in population.

We are a monsoon country. The temperature is uneven in winter and summer, the atmospheric circulation is unstable, and the geological structure is complex. It is located on the West Bank of the circum Pacific volcanic seismic belt. Therefore, in the past few thousand years of history, we have suffered many disasters, which are rare in the world.

The main injuries are typhoid fever, lung disease, leprosy, malaria, smallpox and so on.

"Doctor, how many people cough in the city recently?" Wang Chong asked, covering his mouth and nose.

"Strange to say, these days are people who cough. I apply the medicine to the case according to the previous prescription, but the effect is not obvious." When the doctor finished speaking, he coughed and said, "Master Wang, this is the prescription. You can decoct the medicine for your mother three times a day. I'll go home to see a doctor, so don't disturb me."

"Well, this is a little silver, please." Wang Zhong handed over the consultation fee.

The doctor accepted it and said goodbye.

After listening to the doctor's words, Wang Zhong is almost sure that this infectious disease should be lung disease caused by influenza.

As soon as the doctor left, Wang Zhong quickly arranged for someone to prepare.

"Go to the market to buy 30 barrels of aged vinegar, boil the aged vinegar and put it in each room for disinfection. Hurry up."

"Go to the drugstore to buy indigo roots and grind them into soup. Everyone must drink three bowls in the morning, noon and evening. All those who cough now, have headache and hot feet are arranged to rest in the migraine room and are not allowed to come out."

"Arrange a cloth shop to make my square cloth. Everyone should wear it on his mouth and nose. Remember, this is called a mask. Everyone is not allowed to take it off except for eating."

Due to the limited conditions in ancient times, Wang Zhong can only use the most primitive method in modern society to resist the flu. First, disinfect with vinegar, which is very common in modern society. Whenever a large-scale epidemic occurs, public places will be filled with vinegar. Of course, with the development of society, disinfected water is gradually used now.

Then there is indigo root. The so-called indigo root is actually isatis root. In ancient times, most people thought isatis root was heat clearing and detoxification. In fact, it also has the effect of preventing colds and swallowing.

The servants began to carry out Wang Zhong's orders. Although these people didn't understand Wang Zhong's intention, the master was very dignified in their eyes, and they didn't dare to disobey him.

....

Seven days later, the flu really broke out, and the streets were full of people coughing. Many people with poor health coughed up blood and finally died of coughing.

For a time, people in the city were panicked, saying that there was an infectious disease here, and many people were scared out of the city overnight.

However, to everyone's surprise, in the sun mansion, except for some of the first sick people, others were in good health, which benefited from Wang Zhong's early prevention and treatment.

After confirming that his method was effective, Wang Zhong bought a large piece of vinegar and indigo root and distributed them to every family in the county to teach them how to resist the flu.

At first, we didn't believe it, but as more and more people gradually improved, and the number of sick people stopped increasing, we all believed it.

Since then, in the eyes of others, Wang Zhong has changed from Master Wang, who can do business and a great hero, to master Wang, who is benevolent and saves people.

Now, his reputation is higher than that of sun Yuanwai, who has already left. Many people will kindly call him Wang Yuanwai when they see Wang Zhong.

....

A year later, Chen Yu's mother had dementia, so Wang Zhong has been with Chen Yu these days.

"Wang Yuanwai, have you seen my son? My husband is Wang Quancai. He is a scholar. He was injured by thieves in the sun family. I want to see him now, but my son is missing..."

On the hospital bed, Chen Yu took Wang Zhong's hand and cried.

Wang Zhong sighed in his heart. He knew that his mother thought of the day when he deliberately disappeared.

"Mom, your son is here."

"You are... You are Er Ping."

Chen Yu smiled foolishly, "my Er Ping finally grew up, but it's a pity that your father died early, er Ping, you should be good in the future..."

That night, Chen Yu left, and she left in peace.

Wang Chonghou buried Chen Yu, although he knew in his heart that all this was a game. The purpose of the game he played was to gain experience value and exchange for spiritual liquid of life.

But after a long time, people still have feelings, especially their own mother in the game.

Spring has passed and autumn has come, and another year has passed.

At sun XiuXiu's strong request, Wang Zhong still took a concubine.

Sunxiuxiu said that she hoped her husband would be well served.

The concubine's room was a little girl from a rural villager named yu'er, who was 15 years old like a flower, but her father was gambling in debt, so yu'er was dragged by a gang of bandits to pay the debt. When she was on the street, she was just seen by sunxiuxiu, so she spent some silver to redeem her.

A year later, yu'er also gave birth to a clever girl.

Yu'er is very sensible. In addition to serving Wang Zhong, she also obeys sun XiuXiu and calls her sister.

........

the flight of time.

In the twinkling of an eye, Wang Chong and sun XiuXiu were already 52.

Wang Chong's body is getting worse day by day. After all, he is lying in bed and cannot get out of bed.

Now the affairs of the sun family are basically left to his son sunwenlong.

Although the child liked to dance and stick when he was a child, he restrained a lot after becoming an official and learned a lot from Wang Chong.

"XiuXiu, I'm afraid I can't. After you leave, you should take good care of yourself." Wang Zhong said weakly, turning to yu'er, who was kneeling beside the bed and sobbing, "yu'er, you are a good girl, but it's a pity to follow me."

"Woo woo, master, I volunteered. If it weren't for you, I would have been sold by my father..."