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“I’ll first write a prescription. You take it, get the medicine, and boil it. Right now, I can’t immediately determine what kind of prescription can completely cure this illness. It will take some time of trial and observation,” Wei Ruo said.
Because it differed from common pneumonia, Wei Ruo could only prescribe conservatively for now. Further observation and diagnosis would be needed before she could provide more precise treatment.
“Alright,” Qingyi nodded.
Wei Ruo continued, “After the medicine is boiled, don’t deliver it directly. Wait until Meimei and I come, or place it at the door so that the one in better condition inside can come out and take it themselves, to avoid direct contact.”
“But then you…” Qingyi hesitated, worried. Miss Wei was their lady’s esteemed guest.
“Don’t worry about us for now. From here on, I’ll also try to avoid face-to-face contact with you. If you have any news, just pass it over the wall,” Wei Ruo instructed.
Qingyi nodded with a worried expression.
Wei Ruo added, “Also, spread the word—anyone else showing the same symptoms must stay confined in their rooms, with no contact with others. For those whose symptoms aren’t serious, their family members should only deliver medicine and food to a designated spot. For those more seriously ill, appoint one person to care for them—but the caregiver must not have contact with anyone else.”
“Understood.” Qingyi nodded firmly, not daring to be careless with Wei Ruo’s instructions.
After some thought, Wei Ruo added, “Then find someone to deliver a message to Madam Yuan. Certain medicinal ingredients need to be purchased in bulk ahead of time. I’ll make a list—make sure everything on it is prepared.”
“Alright.”
Qingyi carefully noted everything down and immediately sent people to handle it.
The matter was urgent; they couldn’t afford even the slightest delay.
Very soon, Madam Yuan’s people followed Wei Ruo’s directions, putting everything in order and sending men to procure the herbs on the list.
At the same time, to prevent panic, Madam Yuan specifically ordered that the contagious nature of the illness not be made public.
However, the order came too late. Before it could be kept quiet, news that the illness was transmissible from person to person had already spread throughout Taizhou Prefecture.
Before long, panic spread. Those who could afford it rushed to stock up on medicine and shut their doors tight.
As for food, everyone had already bought what they could before the heavy snow set in. Those who hadn’t stocked up mostly had no means to do so.
For those without the means, there was nothing they could do—neither could they buy medicine, nor did they have the resources to flee. Even if they escaped Taizhou Prefecture, they might starve to death within a few days on the road.
In such bitter cold, with even meals hard to come by, who could spare the thought for anything else?
That very night, Wei Ruo did not return to the Colonel’s Residence. Madam Yuan sent word to the Wei family, saying she would keep Wei Ruo at her estate for the New Year.
Of course, that was merely an excuse. Spending the New Year at someone else’s home, especially with no close kinship, was hardly proper.
The Wei family members, upon receiving the news, each had their own thoughts.
At dinner that evening, only Wei Ruo and Wei Mingting were absent, while Wei Jinyi ate in his own courtyard.
Around the table, the mood was heavy, their faces grim.
After the meal, Wei Qingwan kept waiting for Yun Shi to bring up the matter, but Yun Shi simply sat in silence, her expression set.
Glancing at Wei Yilin beside her, Qingwan expected him to speak up. He had always been straightforward, unable to hide his feelings—whenever something displeased him, he would blurt it out right away.
Surely, he must have already heard that Wei Ruo was staying at Madam Yuan’s estate for the New Year. By his usual temper, he should have grumbled about it by now.
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