My whole family time-traveled! I became a god during my exile in a famine.

Chapter 117 Environmental Deterioration
Chang Mianmian rushed out, helped Xin Nian carry the medicine box, and jogged after her sister, "Sister, are we going to the manor outside the city?"

Xin Nian pulled her along as they jumped into the carriage prepared by the yamen.

More than twenty people boarded four horse-drawn carriages and set off in single file.

Xin Nian took out protective masks, gloves, and other items, and also took out two thin windbreakers from her storage space.

"Come on, put this on inside."

"Oh my, sis, this is so hot!"

"It's better to die from the heat than to get infected." Xin Nian took action and gathered all the little girl's hair into a bun on top of her head, securing it with hair clips.

He took out a fisherman's hat from his spatial storage and used it to completely cover Chang Mianmian's hair.

"Wear two layers of masks. We'll need to find some women to make more of these cotton masks; I don't have many left in stock."

"We'll deal with the outer layer later."

"Tuck your pants into your boots, so your skin isn't showing."

"Take precautions, and don't let yourself capsize in a ditch."

Chang Mianmian nodded obediently, and then followed suit to help her sister tie up her long hair and tuck it all into the hat.

An hour later they arrived at the village outside the city.

Prefect Wang wasn't lying; the granary estate wasn't too far from the First Granary.

When Xin Nianchang got off the bus, all twenty doctors were stunned.

Seeing the two men lift a large basket off the vehicle, everyone rushed over to help carry it.

Xin Nian, through two layers of masks, said to the medical staff, "Everyone, please take a pair of gloves and a mask. Tie the straps of your regular clothes so they're not too loose, and tighten the cuffs."

“Those of you with your hair down should tie it up like us.”

The unruly middle-aged doctor who was called out to speak to flicked his long, loose hair and hummed.

He didn't argue, but found a strap in the basket and started tying his hair and sleeves together.

"We're going to an area where patients are concentrated. We don't know the general condition of the patients yet, so we need to prepare for the worst and take the most comprehensive precautions."

"Young lady, are you also a healer? May I ask who your teacher is?"

Chang Mianmian said in a muffled voice through her double-layered mask, "My sister is a disciple of Master Jia Wuren of the Divine Physician Sect of Medicine King Valley. Master Jia started practicing medicine at the age of three and could distinguish tens of thousands of medicinal herbs by the age of seven. He is well-versed in medical books and classics and is a peerless divine physician of our time."

"My sister is Xin Nian, the last disciple personally taught by Master Jia. Remember my sister's name, the sixth young lady of the Xin family, a disciple personally taught by Master Jia! Next time you need my sister for medical treatment or to repay a debt of gratitude, be sure not to ask the wrong person."

Xin Nian raised her hand to pat Chang Mianmian's head, but the little girl shrank back and turned around, quickly hiding to the side.

The group of doctors were stunned by Chang Mianmian's words, and frowned as they pondered what the Medicine King Valley Divine Physician Sect was, as they seemed to have never heard of it before.

But the name sounded very prestigious, so no one dared to question it.

"Without further ado, everyone put on your protective gear and come with me inside. Note that if I tell you not to touch something, don't touch it with your hands, and don't be careless even while wearing gauntlets."

The crowd responded and followed closely behind the two men toward the gate of the manor.

Eight guards stood watch at the entrance. Upon seeing them approach, they hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Are you Miss Xin and the physicians? Please come in."

Two guards led the group inside, and from the moment they entered, they saw more than a dozen large tents erected on both sides.

A few torches hung on the wall, providing some light to the courtyard, but not much.

As they continued forward, the sheds were filled with people, who grumbled and complained incessantly when they saw them coming.

"How should we settle down here?"

"The back wing rooms are overflowing, and patients keep arriving. We really have no choice but to move them into the main ward." "Where are the first batch of patients? Are the seriously ill and the less seriously ill separated?"

"in front of."

The group walked through the second gate of the manor and entered the backyard, where the air became increasingly polluted.

The backyard was indeed crowded with people, even more so than the greenhouse in the front yard.

The guard opened a side room. "Among the first batch of people sent here, several had tumors on their faces that had burst open, and they were locked up here in isolation."

Upon seeing someone resembling a medical professional approaching, many family members rushed forward, only to be frightened back by the guards' sharp blades.

"Don't push! These are doctors here to save you. If you anger the doctors, no one will care about you anymore. Think it over!"

The family members stepped back and started asking all sorts of questions.

Xin Nian ignored them all and had them stopped outside.

*
That evening, during dinner, Xin Nian, with a serious expression, pushed the small tin box in front of Xin Wenyuan.

"What?" Xin Wenyuan didn't dare to open it at the dinner table and walked to the side with the small box.

There was a thin layer of soil inside the tin box, and Xin Wenyuan was a little confused about what his daughter meant.

“I secretly used an elemental analyzer to examine the toxins in the patients’ wounds. I found that the tumors they had all contained this toxic element that was similar to arsenic, but not exactly arsenic.”

"Arsenic?" Xin Wenyuan stared, somewhat incredulous. "Isn't that something caused by modern industrial waste and wastewater?"

If we go back thousands of years, where would the toxic elements have come from?

"This soil was scraped off their outer clothing. It contained this toxic element."

Xie Ninglan exclaimed, "Oh dear! Has the soil here undergone a strange change?"

Xin Nian couldn't explain it either, "Later I used an element detector to test the soil in the village, but I didn't find any strange substances."

"Could it be that there's something wrong with the rainwater? So the soil has changed after being soaked by rainwater for a long time."

“What my brother said is very likely.” Xin Nian put down her chopsticks and said with a serious face, “I suspect that the environment here is gradually deteriorating.”

"Once the water and soil are completely polluted, then..."

Everyone sat up straight, their expressions becoming very solemn.

He Yun couldn't understand what they were saying at all, so she didn't dare to say a word and just silently ate her rice.

Xin Mohan, who also couldn't understand "plus one," looked at her father and mother, and finally focused her gaze on her older sister.

"What did Xiao Jinzi say?" Xie Ninglan had gotten used to calling her daughter Xiao Jinzi "Xiao Jinzi" a while ago.

“I talked to him. We can’t stay here any longer,” Xin Nian said calmly.

"It seems that preparing this antidote will not be something that can be done in a day or two. Moreover, the manpower and resources required are probably immeasurable."

"He said he would have the doctors in Wan'an Prefecture try to find a solution first. The best thing would be to stabilize the condition and prevent it from spreading widely."

"Yes, yes, yes." Xie Ninglan nodded repeatedly. "Xiao Jinzi's thinking is correct."

"That's all for today. We'll go see him again tomorrow. If it's just about stabilizing the symptoms, it shouldn't be difficult to devise a few prescriptions."

"But the stability is only temporary. Once the condition deteriorates rapidly, there may be no way to reverse it."

"Daughter, just do your best. We're not saviors," Xie Ninglan comforted her daughter, not wanting her to feel too much pressure.

"The granaries will be opened and the grain will be distributed tomorrow. At that time, they can decide for themselves whether to stay or leave."

"Oh, by the way, call the others to come over for the meeting tomorrow."