Exile after Divorce? Empty the Scumbag Husband First!-Chapter 353 - 344: The Same in Wuheng City

"I have a method for sterilization, which can to some extent prevent the outbreak of the epidemic."

Initially, they built a small distillery specifically to create ginseng wine.

My aunt even hired people for the job, and later, it could craft not only ginseng wine but also other fruit wines, rice wines, and so on.

They had distillation technology, enough raw materials for brewing, and finished wine products, extracting highly concentrated alcohol solutions from them was not difficult.

Using these for basic sterilization couldn’t be more suitable.

Meanwhile, she also needed to make other epidemic prevention preparations in advance.

Others didn’t quite understand, but they followed Miss Ruan’s instructions, trusting it wouldn’t be wrong.

Only her father and brother could comprehend Ruan Mian’s intention.

Besides, her father specially prepared and distributed some herbal decoctions to enhance physical strength.

Thinking the layers of arrangements would bring a turnaround, Ruan Mian didn’t predict the epidemic would strike so quickly.

That day, she gathered many women workers from the textile mill, instructing them on how to make "masks," and had Yun Xiu cooperate with Lord Lin’s men to check if any refugees felt unwell.

Before the tasks were finished, someone hurriedly sought her out: "Miss Ruan! There’s trouble, Lord Lin, he’s about to collapse!"

Those around instantly felt a tightening in their hearts.

Ruan Mian calmly rushed to see Lord Lin looking haggard, coughing incessantly, weakened and collapsed on the bed, lacking strength.

His whole body felt ablaze as if nearing a great downfall, terrifying attendants.

Mr. Ruan had diagnosed him—the situation was dire. After relating the condition to Ruan Mian, both speculated it was an incurable epidemic.

Mr. Ruan frowned deeply, his expression serious: "Mianmian, this matter isn’t simple. The epidemic is more severe than we imagined; we must immediately devise countermeasures."

"I’ve already got some medicines, unsure if Lord Lin can endure this ordeal."

Ruan Mian understood that relying on herbal treatment, time was running short, and only strong antibiotics could work.

Space may offer exchanges, but now there are many people, so management is a part of it.

After pondering, she said steadily, "Father, the epidemic likely stemmed from dead livestock. The immediate task is to quickly isolate those among refugees feeling unwell or already infected."

"Then I’ll lead another thorough disinfection; as for medicines, I’ll consult with my aunt later and expedite the supply."

"Brother, with Lord Lin’s incident, it may be impossible for him to care for the populace. Calming the people’s fears will require you and Mr. Xue to exert extra effort."

Ruan Qingsong understood: "Mianmian, don’t worry, I will complete this, but you and father must dedicate much thought."

Ruan Mian smiled, calmly said: "Since this has happened, we cannot sit by and let chaos reign; it’s hazardous to our village."

"As always, unity prevails, humans triumph over nature."

Her determination inspired many; everyone proceeded systematically with their tasks.

Ruan Mian supervised the distillery’s purification process, while also redeeming genuine high-purity alcohol solution from space.

Her aunt was not very worried: "With your space, there’s plenty! As long as those villagers comply with our plan, the epidemic will quickly subside."

When they were exiled, they encountered an epidemic in Taoqiu County.

At that time, Huo Zong and others fell ill from consuming diseased wild creatures, contracting an infectious disease.

Epidemics have various types, and this outbreak was largely caused by pathogens from dead livestock.

Given the many affected people and the widespread flooding, it’s not easily eradicated.

Moreover, they needed to exchange medicine and food, which was substantial.

In space, medicine is valuable, requiring many goodwill values. Although Ruan Mian had accumulated a lot, it was hard to sustain such consumption.

Her aunt was alarmed hearing the goodwill values were almost depleted: "This can actually run out?"

"Gosh, we’ve dealt with so many damn things before, seemingly accumulated a lot, yet using it, it’s all spent?"

It’s like installment payments in that world, every use seems minor, but amassed, it’s quite intimidating.

Her aunt calculated: "If that’s the case, let’s conserve our resources and do more good deeds."