I'm not a genius in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 219
"If you can save my child, Zhang Chao is willing to be a slave for the rest of his life, and repay the son's great kindness!"

Wang Zi'an was caught off guard by this man who called himself Zhang Chao, and quickly reached out to grab him.

"I'm here to treat everyone's illnesses. If you don't want to repay me, get up quickly—"

The man insisted on kowtowing on the ground, then got up from the ground, and then turned to look at his wife.

"Damn the child, bring the child here—"

The woman glanced at her agitated husband, her eyes flickered for a moment, and without speaking, she walked over with the child in her arms.Wang Zi'an glanced at the child in her arms, who looked like a pink jade, and his facial features were [-]% similar to the woman in front of him. He was a very cute child, but at this time the child's face was flushed and his breath was hot , it is clear that a high fever has been initiated.Stretching out his hand to feel his pulse, it was undoubtedly the plague.He pondered for a while, and poured about three-quarters of a bowl for the child. Although the child had a fever, it must have been a short time since the onset, and his health was obviously relatively good, so he should not use it too much.

The tall man reached out to take it, and carefully poured it down with his wife.The taste is really a bit strong, but this child is so sensible that it makes people feel distressed, and he drank it without crying or fussing.Seeing that the child drank it without any adverse reactions, the husband and wife looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

"This son is indeed a doctor, everyone might as well try it!"

After a few minutes, seeing that his child was breathing steadily, the man stood up and gave Wang Zian a platform.This time, there was a reaction in the crowd, and many people were a little moved.Wang Zi'an couldn't help being overjoyed, and took the initiative to drink, of course it was better than the scene of hard pouring...

"My lord, Hu Bing is here—"

The young guy who ran back just now ran over panting.

"It's just not as fine as the ones sold outside..."

The young man lowered his head in embarrassment, feeling sorry for Wang Zi'an.The string of copper coins that Wang Zi'an gave was quite a lot, a total of six or seven hundred coins. If it was changed to the old days, it would be enough to buy a bag of rice, let alone a dozen or so rice cakes.Especially the mustard cake of my own is mixed with weeds...

A group of refugees, how can food be refined?
Wang Zi'an thanked him with a smile, took it, and handed it to Zhang Chao.Zhang Chao glanced at Wang Zi'an gratefully, and he was not polite, and quickly handed one to his wife.

"You and the child, eat something while it's hot—"

After the man finished speaking, he honestly handed the remaining mustache to Fang Zheng who was standing aside.Wang Zian glanced at him calmly, and couldn't help but secretly nodded.The season is now, and it is often in the most difficult and desperate situation that one can see a person's character. This Zhang Chao is not bad!
Zhang Chao's wife took the pancake obediently, tore off a small piece and stuffed it for the child, then pondered for a moment, then tore off a small piece and stuffed it into her own mouth, carefully wrapped the rest in a handkerchief, stuffed it into his arms.The child was probably really hungry. The four or five-year-old child, with two small hands, held the mustache and gnawed fiercely.After taking a few bites, he seemed to think of something again. He raised his head, looked at his father standing beside Wang Zi'an, and raised the mustache in his hand.

"Father—you eat too..."

Zhang Chao's eyes turned red, he lowered his head, and then spoke in a harmonious voice.

"Baby eats, dad is not hungry—"

Wang Zi'an couldn't help but sighed, he would rather be a dog of peace than a person in troubled times, the ancients were sincere and never deceived themselves.Zhang Chao and his wife were reluctant to eat, and Wang Zi'an did not persuade them. There are not many mustaches, so they must be used wisely.

Seeing that after Zhang Chao's family drank the stinky "medicine", they really ate the pancakes. These people who were ready to die finally couldn't hold back, they struggled to get up from the ground, and surrounded them.One by one scrambled to be the first, you pushed and hugged each other, lest it would not be my turn, there was no way, Fangzheng had limited pancakes, and he might run out if it was too late.

The deal is finally here!
While Wang Zi'an breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't help but frowned.Just now, in order to get ahead, some middle-aged uncles pushed several old people to the ground.His face suddenly turned cold, and he squeezed over. The eagle grabbed the chick, grabbed the necks of those middle-aged uncles, and threw it out.

"Women and children first, then the elderly, the others are all in the back row, don't blame me for being rude to those who are disobedient!"

Seeing Wang Zi'an unceremoniously touching those middle-aged uncles, Zhang Chao's eyes flashed, and the expression on his face relaxed a lot.Just now he had to rely on this young "doctor" for the sake of a man, but he was really afraid of following an incomprehensible young man. Now it seems that at least his character is passable, and he is not too embarrassing himself.

With Zhang Chao and Fang Zheng's strong protection, the crowd finally lined up honestly.Wang Zi'an diagnosed them separately, and poured different doses of medicines for them one by one according to their illnesses.In fact, this kind of medicine would not be so fine, but now he is making a bet with Zhang Yansheng that there is no room for mistakes, and besides, the medicine he brought was not much, so he dare not waste too much.Even so, in the end, the dosage had to be reduced a little.Although the two water bladders are not small, they can't actually hold too much.

What surprised him was that in this group of people, apart from Zhang Chao and his wife, there were actually two people who were not sick.One was a man about 50 to [-] years old. His father was suffering from the plague. He couldn't bear his father to live alone in the wilderness, so he followed his father's dissuasion and beatings.The other is a seven or eight-year-old child who came out with his grandmother.But at this time, the old lady had a high fever and fell into a coma, not knowing that her little grandson had followed him out of the refugee camp.

Looking at the few of them, Wang Zi'an suddenly felt very warm in his heart, and most of the unhappiness caused by the chaotic scramble by these people just now could not help but dissipate.In fact, looking back, these people are just a group of ordinary people digging in the soil. At the critical moment of life and death, in order to save their lives, it is understandable that something unpleasant like just happened.We are not saints, we just want to survive.

They didn't do well, but it wasn't their fault, it was the fault of those who drove them to this path!
"Damn those people—"

Wang Zi'an has never wanted to kill someone like this moment.

Digging up river embankments, burning food and grass, creating plagues, spreading rumors, wanting to use all living beings as pawns and the world as a chessboard?

These cold-blooded things, let me die!

Later, when there wasn't enough pancakes, Wang Zi'an asked everyone to send half a yuan, probably because he was shocked by Wang Zi'an's violence just now, no one dared to complain, so he obediently squatted down to his seat with it.There was nothing to say all night, only the autumn wind was raging, the cool air was like water, and even the torches were extinguished in the darkness.Wang Zi'an woke up with a breath and looked towards the sky.At this time, the wind is waning and the moon is waning, and the east is about to dawn!
(End of this chapter)