Famous doctor and virtuous woman

Chapter 274 Cure Cold Plague 9
Imperial Physician Yang smiled sinisterly in his heart. If others asked about this kind of thing, he could flatter him. If the emperor asked, Jie Jie Jie~!

"Then you promise that the emperor will not find the general's mansion." Si Yun thought for a while, then looked at Imperial Physician Yang seriously, "And... ginseng or something, I need to add a few more, after all, my body is not healthy. Great, make up for it!"

Physician Yang's complexion suddenly became ugly, as if he wanted to cry but had no tears.

Seeing this, Si Yun frowned, and comforted him: "Actually, you don't have to worry too much. I can actually guarantee that this medicine is really effective. As long as you don't have only one breath left, it can basically save your life. Think about it, If this credit goes to the Imperial Physician, wouldn't you make a lot of money?"

Imperial Physician Yang couldn't help but wryly smiled, he had to make money with his life.

If it really succeeds, it will be credit for saving the common people in the world. Of course, it can be remembered as a great achievement. At that time, there will be no rewards for thousand-year-old ginseng, but there will definitely be a lot of rewards for people with a hundred-year life.

If this credit goes to Miss Si, even if it is a thousand-year-old ginseng, no matter how painful it is, the Holy Majesty can grit his teeth and reward it.

But the problem is, Miss Si is not willing to take credit at all.

"Yes, I will accept your words." Imperial Physician Yang is unwilling to take this risk, but thinking of the people outside who are suffering from illnesses, and the huge benefits that will be brought behind the success of this event, he bites down on the promise. down.

At worst, he would fail and be demoted.

After all, since ancient times, there has been no way to prescribe the right medicine for this cold plague.

The Holy One couldn't cut off his head because of this, at most he would demote himself from his post because of anger, and punish him with some salary or something.

Physician Yang kept thinking about the good.

Thinking of this, Imperial Physician Yang borrowed pen and ink, rewrote the prescription, asked Si Yun a few more questions, then gritted his teeth and left the General's Mansion, heading for the palace.

……

Meanwhile, there was already some confusion in the palace.

Many palace people suffered from the cold epidemic, especially most of the palace ladies and concubines.

The emperor was sitting in the imperial study with a troubled expression on his face. In front of him were kneeling dozens of imperial doctors, all of them lowered their heads, their faces were panicked, and they each shirked their responsibilities.

For a while, no one stood up and spoke.

"Speak, is it possible that you have all become dumb!" The emperor's face was ashen, and he glared at the dozen or so people, as if he had the urge to kill.

In the end, he couldn't push it away, and an imperial doctor said tremblingly: "Go back to the emperor, I suggest, I suggest... isolate the sick people, or directly burn them to death, so as to prevent others from being infected."

"I think so too."

"The minister is also!"

"Same as above!"

"..."

Some people took the lead, and more than a dozen imperial physicians agreed with each other. This was also what they thought.The disease was said to be a cough due to wind-cold, but the medicine prescribed to relieve the wind-cold and relieve the cough had little effect. They tried their best to think about it, but they couldn't come up with a good solution.

They all feel that this method is the best way to prevent others from being infected.

"It's really an appeal, and all parties respond!" The emperor sneered, and smashed the memorial in his hand, still not relieved, so he smashed all the memorials on the table to the dozen or so imperial physicians In the past, he sat back panting.

The one kneeling in front was the most unlucky, having his head smashed.

But at this time, who dares to speak?
(End of this chapter)