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Zhang Buzheng probably understood.

It seems that Master Wang has not confirmed whether the epidemic is real or fake at all, but there is no need to confirm now.

There has been a large-scale infection outside. Even if it is not an epidemic, the impact is enough to make people think it is an epidemic.

At this point, it doesn't matter whether it's true or false.

He did not blame Master Wang, but asked: "Where is the memorial I asked you to write before?"

Master Wang took it out from the side and presented it respectfully: "Sir, everything is here."

Zhang Buzheng hadn't read it yet, so he took it and looked at it carefully and felt very satisfied.

He smiled: "Wait until early tomorrow morning, no... tonight, I will send someone 800 miles to rush to the capital."

Master Wang nodded: "Yes, sir."

Zhang is not the county magistrate. As the county magistrate, he naturally has the obligation to understand the people's sentiments.

After I heard that the town was infected with the epidemic, the first place I went to was the Wonderful Medical Hall.

After coming out of Miaoyi Hall, he went to Tongji Hall, and finally to Lincaotang. This was his final destination.

After he left the Miao Medical Hall, Wu Dazhi looked in the direction of Lin Caotang with evil eyes.

He stared angrily and asked the doctors at the medical clinic: "You bunch of losers, really don't see anything about Ni Duanlai?"

The doctors were helpless: "The pulse conditions of these patients are too complicated. In my opinion, there is really an epidemic. Boss, for the sake of safety, you should not go out."

No one knows the situation outside now, and as for those who have contracted the disease, they don’t know why they contracted it.

When Wu Dazhi got angry, no one in the entire Miao Medical Hall dared to speak.

In Tongjitang, Wang Simin was also helpless.

He is an old doctor. His patient has symptoms of high fever and diarrhea, so he can only prescribe some antidiarrheal and fever-reducing medicines for the patient.

There were too many patients in Lin Caotang, so Lin Chujiu could only invite his master Zhao Song back.

Zhang Buzheng came over to inquire about the situation and asked her, "Have you found any cure?"

Lin Chujiu shook his head: "Not yet, it takes time."

She didn't look at Zhang Buzheng as she spoke.

Zhang Buzheng sneered and told Lin Chujiu in a low voice: "I have told the people in the county that you are the most powerful doctor in our county. If even you can't do anything, will we people still have a way to survive?"

"Well, if you need anything, just tell me. Come to the county office in the evening and we can discuss it."

Lin Chujiu nodded and watched Zhang Buzheng leave.

Zhang Buzheng naturally did not dare to stay for a long time, because he was worried that it was an epidemic, and the epidemic did not care whether he was the county magistrate or not.

However, he naturally had a purpose in asking Lin Chujiu to discuss it, but it was definitely not just to provide help.

No matter how powerful the county magistrate is, he can't help with this kind of thing.

After Zhang Buzheng walked away, Lin Chujiu stood up and said to the patient who came to see him.

"If you have nothing to do recently, don't go out of the house. Stay at home and pay attention to your own condition."

Even if most people are not infected, after Lin Chujiu said these words, everyone acquiesced in the existence of the epidemic.

As long as this sentence reaches Zhang Buzheng's ears, he will believe Lin Chujiu deeply.

At night, Lin Chujiu arranged for his disciples to be on duty at the hospital, and quietly went to the county government office alone.

Before leaving, she told Yuan Jing: "If I haven't come back in half an hour, you will take your parents, brothers and sisters to find Lord Ouyang Jianxiu." Yuan Jing nodded, he knew what to do.

At the same time, at the back door of the county government office, Master Wang led Lin Chujiu in.

After entering, Zhang Buzheng had prepared a large table of meat dishes and was waiting for Lin Chujiu to come to the banquet.

Lin Chujiu frowned when he saw the table full of delicacies.

It's not about the epidemic, it's about how poor the people are living now. Zhang Buzheng just doesn't care. He only thinks about his own fame, but he can eat this table of delicacies here.

Zhang Buzheng looked at Lin Chujiu standing, seemingly a little restrained.

"Come and sit."

Master Wang on the side also chimed in: "Doctor Lin has contributed a lot to this. This table of delicious dishes was cooked for you by Master Zhang himself."

Lin Chujiu smiled awkwardly and sat aside.

Zhang Buzheng served her some food and said, "The number of patients in the hospital has doubled recently. I've been to every hospital. This is all thanks to Dr. Lin."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang." Lin Chujiu nodded slightly.

"So now I understand how correct my decision was. Only when we work together can everything be seamless."

As Zhang Buzheng spoke, he served Lin Chujiu wine.

Lin Chujiu shook his head: "I'm a doctor, I can't drink meat or drink, otherwise I won't be able to get up to treat people tomorrow."

Master Zhang did not force it, and he felt that what Lin Chujiu said was very reasonable, so he poured himself a glass.

"Then I'll drink it myself. You have something to do tomorrow."

"I know everything about you. Now that you have many patients, the medical center is naturally very busy. I already know most of the fight between you and Wu Dazhi. Now he has lost."

The meaning of this sentence was that Zhang BuZheng was hinting to Lin Chujiu how much he had secretly helped her.

Lin Chujiu raised his hand and said, "What you said is true, but I believe that a person must be down-to-earth. I don't know how long I can rely on my backers alone."

Zhang Buzheng could tell that he liked this song, and Lin Chujiu was hinting to him that Zhang Buzheng was now Lin Chujiu's supporter.

But now, he still needs Lin Chujiu. When one day Lin Chujiu is no longer useful, then she will not have to live.

Zhang Buzheng smiled, seemingly unconcerned.

At this moment, his mind was already racing with thoughts. The imperial envoy from the capital came to read out the imperial edict, asking him to go to the capital to serve as an official... Thinking of the bright future, Zhang Buzheng couldn't help but drink a few more drinks.

Seeing this scene, Master Wang retreated.

There are only two people in the room now, Zhang Buzheng and Lin Chujiu.

After three rounds of drinking, Zhang Buzheng finally said something from his heart.

"Miss Lin, why don't I want to be a good official? But since you entered the official career, you know that it is just a beautiful long-cherished wish."

The so-called efforts to govern and contribute to the people are things that are incompatible with this circle.

Even if you want to do it, others will try to stop you in every possible way.

Previous officials also came to investigate the matter in Guishan Town, but in the end nothing happened.

As the saying goes, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, who cares about what happens on the border?

The so-called imperial minister was just pretending, so Zhang Buzheng thought that Lord Ouyang this time was no different from before.

These so-called imperial envoys can be promoted just by writing random documents after they return home, regardless of whether what they write is true or not.