The evil king protects the short

Chapter 373 Solved and Leaving for the Medicine Palace
Fang Lian claimed that his medical skills were not good, but under the pressure of Zong Zehong, he had to bite the bullet and help the dying Qin Zheng to heal.

Later facts proved that his medical skills were not only not bad, but also much higher than those of his quack doctors.

"This malaria can be cured. You only need to prescribe the right medicine. I learned it when I was in the medicine palace, but this poison may be a bit troublesome. Moreover, the groundwater in Los Angeles is probably useless. It takes water to boil the medicine and make the antidote. , the medicinal materials can be picked up from the traditional Chinese medicine shop in the city, but..."

Fang Lian continued to talk a lot, but was suddenly interrupted by Zong Zehong.

"I just ask, whether it can be cured."

Facing Zong Zehong's icy question, Fang Lian was taken aback for a moment, hesitated for a moment, "Yes."

"how long."

"After finding all the medicinal materials, we can start making medicines. It may take a few days to make medicines, because most of the people in the city are infected, and the amount is relatively large. The recovery period should be about a week."

After a few key questions were clarified, Zong Zehong asked Cang Yun to watch Fang Lian in the inn, Mo Yuan went to find clean water outside the city, and he and Linger went to all the medicine shops all over the city of Los Angeles, and took Fang Lian's medicine. All the medicinal materials and items needed were taken.

"Such a large amount of medicinal materials, lack of manpower, just a few of us, okay?"

Before leaving, Fang Lian expressed doubts.

And Ni Ling looked back with a smile, "You can just wait for us to come back." After speaking, he and Zong Zehong looked at each other, and disappeared instantly.

She has a treasure bag in hand, and the amount of medicinal materials cannot be transported. Naturally, it is not a problem when it comes to her.

Fortunately, there were still doctors and drug boys alive in the pharmacy and medical hall that Zong Zehong and Ni Ling found. Although they had mild symptoms of malaria, Fang Lian delayed their illness after taking them back to the inn.

With the help of several sick doctors, they were given the task of making malaria decoction, while Fang Lian seriously studied the antidote.

Everything was going on in an orderly manner, and five days passed in a flash.

"how is the progress?"

Seeing Fang Lian coming in with a small bottle, Zong Zehong raised his eyebrows and asked.

"It's going well." Fang Lian bowed slightly respectfully, and handed the porcelain bottle to Cang Yun, "Mr. Cang, help the lord of the government to swallow it for a try."

Cang Yun finally sniffed the bottle, then hesitated, "Trying the medicine? What if it doesn't work and kills someone?"

"No, even if it fails, it won't make the condition worse." Fang Lian assured.

On the other side, the doctors who helped to cure and relieve malaria also gathered some people who were not seriously ill. They have been feeding them decoctions for the past few days, and their illnesses have also been brought under control.

One night later, Cang Yun and Zong Zehong heaved a sigh of relief when they saw that Fang Lian's self-government antidote made Qin Zheng better. Ni Ling danced happily.

"It seems that this one is not a quack doctor, there are still people in the medicine palace."

Having found a solution, Zong Zehong immediately flew a letter to the capital, and asked Ye Xing and others to send envoys to pick another dozen imperial physicians to bring medicinal materials and clean water.

And when the envoys rushed to Los Angeles non-stop, the plague in Los Angeles had already been brought under control.

Because Ni Ling mixed a large amount of antidote powder developed by Fang Lian and the medicine powder that can treat malaria into the water source of Los Angeles. The water is not poisonous and can be drunk naturally. When malaria is under control, the natural condition will be stable. .

As soon as they saw Zong Zehong who was patrolling privately in micro-service, the special envoy and the accompanying imperial physician all knelt down in front of the inn to salute.

"What? You are the emperor?"

The frightened Fang Lian dropped the medicine bowl in his hand and backed away in fright.

(End of this chapter)