Chương 422: Chapter 432: To the Military Camp

Gu Youyou understood her meaning—in the eyes of the people of ancient times, typhoid fever was akin to the King of Hell, and escaping from the clutches of the King of Hell, survival was anything but certain.

But Gu Youyou was different; she had a very clear treatment plan for typhoid. Although the medical conditions here were extremely poor, as long as prevention and treatment were appropriate, she was confident she could keep the mortality rate below ten percent.

She looked at Jin Zijin, whose face showed anxiety, and patted Banxia on the back, saying, "Although typhoid is formidable, I have a way to treat it. If I don't go, many people will die from typhoid. This disease should be fatal, but if I shrink back for fear of infection, then it will become a widespread epidemic, you tell me, should I go or not?"

Banxia was stunned, her tear-stained face gazing blankly at Gu Youyou.

Did she say it could be treated, that typhoid could be treated?