I live in Dayu Changsheng

Chapter 68, Tianzhu

Under the blue sky, the sun was shining brightly, and a few cotton candy-like white clouds were slowly swaying in the breeze.

Willow alley, under the big willow tree at the entrance of the alley, a large iron pot was set up, and the flames below were burning brightly.

"Shengdi, Coptis chinensis, Danpi, Pinellia..."

An apprentice from the medical center pointed out the prescriptions. Next to them, two Taiping army servants obeyed the orders and kept pouring various medicinal materials into the cauldron. A large amount of water vapor turned into white smoke and a strong smell of medicinal herbs permeated the air. Come.

when!when!when!
On the street, there were watchmen beating gongs and shouting loudly: "The rebel army has found a master of medicine and has developed a cure for the plague for everyone... In order to avoid mutual infection, the rebel army has an order: every household Don't go out, the rebel army will give you free medicinal soup!"

"Whether sick or not, you can drink medicine. A bowl of medicinal soup can be fed into your stomach. The sick can be cured, and the sick can be prevented!"

……

Hearing this sound, many people peeked out through the doors and windows, and there was a whisper of discussion.

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"Hey, that guy, did you hear that? The rebels said they had researched a cure for the plague? But it's only been a few days, so fast, can't it be fake?!"

Even though Xiaomin doesn't have much knowledge, he still knows common sense. From scratch, he can't develop a special prescription for restraining the plague so fast.

"Yeah, master, this is too fast, it makes me always feel that I have no bottom, and I panic!"

"Who says it's not? I'm afraid, what's wrong with the medicinal soup..."

……

"This prescription is rushed, but the big deal is that the effect of the medicine will be weaker, and it will be fine if it can help a little."

"That's the reason! It's better than nothing, and I don't want to be cured all at once, as long as it can make our baby suffer less, that's fine!"

Wiping her tears, the hostess said, choked with sobs: "It's only been a day or two, look at our dolls, they don't even look human..."

"Hey! If you don't drink it, you will die. If you drink the medicine and gamble your life, it won't be worse!"

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"How could the prescription be researched so quickly?! Master, tell me, will the rebel army poison the medicinal soup for fear of us people being infected, trying to kill us all?" The voice was extremely low.

"Bah, what do you know, mother-in-law? Long hair, short knowledge!"

The man from this household said: "Take a step back ten thousand steps, the rebels really want to do that, wouldn't it be better to burn the city with a fire, why is it so troublesome?"

Snapped!
The woman patted her forehead: "Master, you're right, I've lost my mind. I can't say, it's because of that master of medicine that I researched it so quickly!"

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"Free? Doesn't that mean you don't need money? You need this kind of medicinal soup!"

"Yeah, what if it works! Although no one in our family is infected with the disease, isn't it said that it can be prevented? Drinking a bowl is also good."

"One bowl per person, all five of us drink it, and it doesn't cost money anyway."

"That's right, listen to that, it's still some kind of master's prescription! We ordinary people, if we can drink the free master's medicine in this life, it's not in vain!"

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Every family is either full of surprises; or hopeful; or suddenly enlightened;

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Fang family.

Wu Yamen sent the medicinal soup in person, and the amount was quite a lot, half a pot full: "Doctor Fang, I have drank this medicinal soup before, it is really effective, you should take it home and drink it, it can prevent and treat even if you are not sick. .”

"Thank you!"

Fang Rui brought in the medicinal soup, but put it aside, and went into the kitchen again: "Mother, third sister, Ling'er, Nannan, wait a moment, drink my medicinal soup later, my medicinal soup has some precious ingredients added to it. Medicinal materials are better than such common goods."

Although he knew that there was basically no problem with this medicinal soup, Fang Xueshi, San Niangzi, Fang Ling, and Nannan were still not allowed to drink it.

Furthermore, as he said, the prescription is a universal prescription. For the general public, the soup he is brewing in the pot has added some rare medicinal materials, and it is specially adjusted for the physique of their women and children. The relative effect is better. a little better.

The difference is probably the difference between assembly line and customization.

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After about a stick of incense time.

Just when Fang Rui's medicinal soup was almost ready, loud cheers suddenly sounded outside.

"It's effective! It's effective! It's really effective! I drank the Yijun's medicinal soup, and I feel much better!" Someone exclaimed in surprise.

"My baby is too! After drinking the medicine, the cough is much less!" This is the voice of a mother crying with joy.

"I drank the medicine, and I had a fever. The rebel yamen said it was already infected, and it was in the incubation period, and the medicine was working against the lesion...Fortunately, I drank the medicine soup!" The voice was full of rejoicing.

"There is no fever in my family, and it seems that they are not infected."

"Hey, do you know now? You people, who doubted this and that before, are simply heartless! Didn't you hear what the rebel army said? The research on the prescription is so fast, you have invited a master of medical skills!"

"I was wrong, I was really narrow-minded, I shouldn't doubt the rebels..."

"I don't blame you either."

An old man lightly stroked his beard: "Ordinary doctors and medical masters are really incomparable! I heard a passing merchant say a few years ago that a doctor who can be called a 'Master of Medicine' can make a difference. The imperial palace treats the emperor's old son!"

"Thanks to the medical master who developed the prescription, and thanks to the rebel army, who gave us the medicine without money. This is much better than the previous imperial court!"

"Yes! Thank you to the volunteer army, thank you to that master, you saved my whole family! My family wants to set up a tablet of longevity for that master..."

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These joyful voices, accompanied by the morning sun, a bed broke in through the window.

Fang Xue said with a smile: "Compared to those medical masters, our brother Rui is not bad!"

"Yes!"

The third lady frowned, looking at Fang Rui's bright eyes filled with love that was about to overflow: "In the future, Brother Rui will definitely become a master of medicine."

"But speaking of it, that unknown master of medicine has really done a lot of good deeds this time. He cured so many people in our city! The rest of the family is healed, and our family is safer." She could see it clearly.

Fang Rui listened from the side, smiled without saying a word, filled two bowls of medicinal soup and handed them to Fang Ling and Nannan respectively.

"Thank you brother!"

"Thank you, Ariel!"

The two little girls, Fang Ling and Nannan, didn't have any of the stinking problems of Fang Rui's children in his previous life. Even when faced with such an extremely bitter medicinal soup, they didn't need to be coaxed. It's over, very crisply.

"It's so cute!"

Fang Rui touched the heads of the two little girls.

Not far in front of him, the bright golden light and shadow floated mottled, intertwined with the cheering voices outside the window, forming a bright and cheerful atmosphere.

Infected by this atmosphere, Fang Rui, Fang Xueshi, San Niangzi, Fang Ling, and Nannan all had brisk smiles on their faces and whispered. After several consecutive days of depression, they finally Feel the long-lost relaxation again.

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Tianshuijing Alley.

Jiang's house, a remote wing,
"Cough cough!"

Jiang Pingan covered his mouth with a silk cloth and coughed violently. After coughing for a while, he spread out the silk cloth, and there was glaring scarlet bloody phlegm on it.

Yes, he has the plague!
After all, Fang Rui's masks and insect repellent sachets are not a panacea, but Jiang Ping'an just...

In order not to infect his wife and children with the disease, he locked himself in the house and isolated himself.

Boom boom boom!
Suddenly there was a knock on the door outside.

Jiang Ping'an knew that it was his wife who came to deliver food to him.

He got up tremblingly, and didn't open the door. Instead, he came to the window and saw his fully armed wife wearing a mask and gloves under his own account.

"Old Jiang, you..."

Jiang's sister-in-law saw Jiang Pingan, whose face was pale and golden paper, her nose sore, and she shed tears: "How did you become like this?!"

"I've said it all, don't be so dedicated, and rush ahead in everything, but you just don't listen, look at you now... Niu Dun and Xiaodou Sprout ask you, I dare not say... Tell me, if there is someone What if we are orphaned and widowed?!" She babbled and choked up.

"I……"

Facing his wife's words, Jiang Ping'an opened his mouth, but in the end he just sighed: "Oh, it's too late to say anything now!"

At this moment, his mood was complicated and unspeakable.

At the beginning, when the government was in charge of Changshan City, the world was in chaos, and he was in a daze, just like the light.

After the Taiping Army arrived, he would implement a series of good policies in the city. He could tell the difference between good and bad, and he would rather tire himself out than try his best to carry it out.

Because, Jiang Ping'an realized that he had feelings for Changshan City, the place where he was born, grew up, and will be buried in the future, and he hoped that it would be better.

Furthermore, if he could choose, he hoped to be a good person!

then.

After the plague broke out, due to inertia, Jiang Ping'an's effort to do his best continued. In addition, he got a mask and insect repellent sachets from Fang Rui.

The two yamen servants around him were infected, but he was fine. This made him overestimate the effect of masks and insect repellent sachets, and he did not steal, play tricks, and slack off like others...

Then, it's infected!
It's still the same sentence: Fang Rui's masks and insect repellent sachets are just prevention and control items, not a panacea.

I have to ask, does Jiang Pingan regret this matter?

The answer is yes!

He is just an ordinary person, so he naturally regrets it. After all, if he had to choose between others and his family, he would naturally choose his family without hesitation.

But, how can there be regret medicine in this world? !

Jiang Pingan smiled wryly, and slowly said: "If I am in danger, other people can't be relied on. You can also see that when I get sick, those usual relationships, the arresting colleagues, the subordinates of the yamen, and the friends... all stay away. Stay away."

"Even, I don't even want to pass a word on my behalf... Seriously, human feelings are cold and warm!"

There was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't know whether he was mocking those 'connections' or himself: "If the plague situation in the city eases a little and you can go out, you can take the child to Fang's house and find Brother Fang, only he can protect you." Stay with you!"

"It's just a pity that I didn't pay back what I owed Brother Fang, but now I owe more. Tell Brother Fang, in the next life, I will still be brothers with him..."

At the end, Jiang Ping'an got emotional, coughed violently, covered his mouth with his hands, and clutched a large amount of bloody phlegm.

This is almost equivalent to explaining the funeral.

Jiang's sister-in-law, who had heard about it, was already sobbing: "Lao Jiang! Lao Jiang! Don't say such depressing words, you will get better..."

Just as the atmosphere of grief was permeating——

when!when!when!
Outside, there was a sudden knocking of gongs, accompanied by shouts from watchmen: "The rebel army has found a master of medicine, and has developed a cure for the plague for everyone... Don't come out from every household, the rebel army will come to your door, free of charge Distribute the medicinal soup!"

"Did you hear that? Lao Jiang, you have hope! Just wait, I'll go right away and get you the medicinal soup!" Sister Jiang sniffed, turned around quickly, and trotted out.

Jiang Pingan watched his wife go away, but only sighed.

In his heart, he actually had no hope, because he knew with his ass, what kind of medicine could the prescription researched in such a short period of time be?
How effective the medicine is is very debatable!

As for what medical master?Jiang Ping'an subconsciously thought that those were just inspiring and inspiring words to deceive the common people.

After all, how could it be such a coincidence that there happened to be a master of medical skills in Changshan City, who would forget to sleep and eat, and selflessly helped?Is it really a story?

Not long after.

Sister-in-law Jiang came back with a bowl of decoction.

Under his wife's hopeful eyes, Jiang Ping'an sighed slightly in his heart, and drank it.

He didn't feel much at first, but after a while, he felt that the frequency of his coughing decreased and he began to sweat.

"This medicine...seems to be really effective!" Jiang Ping'an's eyes widened suddenly.

"Good good!"

Jiang's sister-in-law was overjoyed and said incoherently: "Old Jiang, you sweat, sleep, and have a fever, you must be fine... Thank you to that master of medicine! Thank you to the volunteer army! I don't know who that master is. You are all right now." Finally, our family will definitely set up a tablet for the master!"

Hearing this, Jiang Pingan subconsciously thought of Fang Rui for some reason, and immediately shook his head: "Why did I think of Brother Fang?"That medical master, how could it be him?Oh, I'm really a demon! '

He told Sister-in-Law Jiang to leave first, then turned back and lay on the bed, let go of the heart she had been carrying these days, surrounded by great peace, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

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Xia family.

"Father, our family's enshrined physicians are a bunch of waste. The medicinal soup made from old and powerful medicines is not as effective in treating plague as the medicine master's formula. Out of..."

"That's it!"

The old man of the Xia family waved his hand: "It's not that they are useless, it's that the master of medicine is too powerful. This person has never been compared with others, can't be compared..."

He is sophisticated and well-versed in the world, and he knows not to blame the people below too much, otherwise, the team will be difficult to lead.

"The medical master, have you found it and recruited it?"

"Not yet."

The head of the family sighed with regret: "The master's whereabouts are too secretive, even with our family's news channels, we can't find it!"

They didn't suspect that there was something wrong with a master medical skill popping up all of a sudden—compared with fourth-, fifth- and sixth-rank warriors, such a medical master had relatively less demand for resources and more emphasis on personal talent.

Therefore.

There is no doubt that the medical master is the same person as the fifth-rank martial artist he is looking for!
After all, the five realms, superb sword skills, and master medical skills are all concentrated in one person?Why don't you go to heaven?

"Hey, let's look for it slowly. If the master can agree to our family's invitation, the treatment will be favorable and generous, which is comparable to that of a fifth-rank martial artist!"

The old man of the Xia family ordered.

"Yes!"

Da Fang's family members agreed, and didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

For a big family like theirs, a master of medical skills is equivalent to a strategic weapon, even if it is not used on weekdays, it is better than nothing.

For example, this time, the plague suddenly broke out, or, in an emergency, someone in the family was suddenly poisoned, injured, or intractable... Wouldn't it be useful?

Of course, the old lady of the Xia family also knew that such a master-level doctor, their family in a remote county town had little hope of recruiting them, but they were just unwilling and wanted to try.

after all.

To be honest, even if such a famous national doctor goes to Fucheng or Zhoucheng, he is also a guest of honor, and the local big families are willing to treat him politely.

Of course, this is a situation that does not involve major interests. If you really want to involve fundamental interests, life and death, who are you? !It's time to assassinate him, and he will never show mercy!

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backyard.

"Young master, drink the medicine! This is the prescription developed by the master of medicine. I heard that it is no less effective than the medicinal soup prepared by the enshrined doctors in our clan with great medicine!"

A woman in colorful clothes with a beautiful face, a thousand charms, and a little cinnabar between her brows enters the door gracefully.

"Huan'er? Let it go!" Xia Yunzhao waved his hand, stood in front of the window, looked into the distance, and frowned deeply.

This woman named 'Huan'er' is one of his favorite concubines.

"I don't know why the young master is worried? Huan'er is willing to relieve the young master's worries."

As Huan'er said, she leaned forward, a pair of weak and boneless lotus arms coiled up like spirit snakes, wandered past, and finally bent down...

"I always feel that something is wrong. Flood dragons cannot grow in shallow water, but in Changshan City, there is a fifth-rank with superb sword skills, another hidden fifth-rank, and the middle-rank who delivers the wooden sign. Now, Another medical master has emerged!"

"There are so many influential people gathered in a small city of Changshan, it's really turbulent, and it makes me deeply uneasy... Sigh, why am I telling you these things?!"

Xia Yunzhao shook his head and pressed down: "Come on, go deeper!"

Empress Shaoqing.

"hiss!"

He let out a long breath: "Huan'er, your method is still not good, it's not as good as Lin Feng's two... It's a pity."

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Two days passed quickly.

Under Fang Rui's prescription, the plague in Changshan City was extinguished at an incredible speed, the number of patients infected with the plague dropped sharply, and the city has returned to normal order.

Those who were infected with the plague were let go after being cured.

After all, after the patient recovers, there will be antibodies in the body for a long period of time, and he is not afraid of repeated infection, infection, or some moths.

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Today, Willow Alley.

At the entrance of the alley, under the big willow tree, two government servants of the rebel army were making medicinal soup, and beside them, there was a long line of people.

——Compared to the door-to-door delivery of medicine on the first day, now, every household in need has taken the initiative to line up with a bowl and go to get the medicine soup under the big willow tree.

The faces of those who lined up to get the medicinal soup were basically full of joy and joy, and there were many discussions.

"My baby is recovering soon!" This is the cheer of a mother.

"My man is fine, he's getting better!" Another person echoed.

"And my house..."

"We are so lucky to have survived a great epidemic like this!" An old man caressed his white beard, his tone full of sighs.

"It's not all thanks to the medical master. Of course, it's also thanks to the rebel army."

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in front of the window.

Hearing the cheers outside, Fang Rui stood with his hands behind his back, looking far away, looking at the mountains in the distance, a sixteen-character order suddenly appeared in his heart: "Mountains, piercing through the blue sky, the hood is not damaged."The sky wants to fall, rely on the pillars! '

After staring for a long time, I turned around, and in an instant, the hustle and bustle outside the window receded like a tide, leaving only an ancient well in my heart without waves.

"It's better to keep an eye on the scenery! The past has passed, and we still need to pay attention to the present and the future!"

Fang Rui closed his eyes, his consciousness was silent about the dot of light in the upper left corner, and the panel in his mind lit up like a star.

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(End of this chapter)