In Cao's Mansion, in Miss Cao's boudoir, Cao Ji and Mrs. Wu stood aside anxiously. Xiao Ru was waiting at the end of the bed, and an old man sat at the head of the bed. At this time, he was checking Miss Cao's pulse, with a complexion on his face. He was solemn and his brows were furrowed.
Miss Cao's complexion was paler than the day before, and her face was thinner. If she hadn't been blinking, it would have been difficult to tell whether she was alive or not.
The old man stood up and motioned for Cao Ji and his wife to go out before talking.
"Doctor, how is my daughter? Can she be saved?"
As soon as he went out, Cao Ji asked eagerly. In the past few days, he had traveled all over Kaifeng Mansion and searched for famous doctors. Most of them shook their heads and drove away people when they heard it was malaria. Doctor Liu in front of him was not willing to come at all, but Cao Ji offered him travel expenses that he could not refuse, and he was only willing to follow Cao Ji on the premise that he only wanted to see a doctor without any guarantee.
The accident did not happen. Doctor Liu shook his head before he spoke, just like the doctors he invited in the past, "It is rare for a daughter to be infected with such a serious illness and survive to this day. There must have been an expert who saved her life before. Can you guys?" If I look for this expert again, my medical skills are far behind him."
"Expert?"
Cao Ji and his wife looked at each other, deeply puzzled. Except for the fact that her daughter was misdiagnosed by a quack doctor at the beginning and prescribed two kinds of medicine. Not only did her daughter not recover, but she also got worse. After the doctors who came later knew that it was malaria, no one dared to prescribe it. I have received the prescription, but I haven’t taken any medicine on weekdays. Where can I find such an expert?
"Xiao Ru."
Mrs. Wu called Xiaoru out and asked, "Can you find a doctor to see Chu'er in the past two days?"
"No!" Xiaoru answered simply.
When Cao Ji and his wife heard this, they looked at Dr. Liu. Dr. Liu was also a little puzzled. Malaria comes like a tiger. Generally, people who contract the disease will die within four or five days after symptoms appear, but this young lady from the Cao family has been sick for a week. It seems strange that it can last for a few days.
"correct!"
Xiao Ru thought of something and said quickly: "The doctor hasn't been here, but I heard that the young lady was ill and visited her twice, and even brought some medicinal soup."
"Uncle? You mean the young man from the Wang family?"
Wu asked, and when Xiao Ru nodded, she asked doubtfully: "The medicinal soup he brought, where did he get the medicinal soup?"
Xiao Ru affirmed: "This is the medicinal soup developed by my uncle myself. It is used by homeless people suffering from diseases outside the city. I have seen it with my own eyes. Those people call my uncle a miracle doctor."
Wang Zhi? That dude? Miracle doctor?
Cao Ji and his wife were a little stunned, as if they were listening to heavenly scriptures. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't put the words dandy and miracle doctor together.
"If you can cure malaria, even if you can't cure it, you can still be called a miracle doctor."
Doctor Liu sighed: "I wonder where your uncle lives. If I have a chance to meet him and ask for advice, it would be a worthwhile trip."
Just when Xiao Ru was about to tell him, there were footsteps, and then a familiar voice came, "Who wants to see me?"
The four of them looked towards the corridor and saw a tall young man walking towards him. He greeted him with a smile. He walked up to him and bowed and said, "My son-in-law, Wang Zhi, I have met my father-in-law and mother-in-law."
Cao Ji and his wife were a little relieved to see their handsome son-in-law. They just saw Wang Zhi with empty hands. Thinking of Xiao Ru's words, Wu quickly pulled Wang Zhi up and asked, "Zhi'er is here. No need to be polite. Listen to what Xiao Ru said about you." I have brought some soup and medicine here in the past few days, but I don’t know what this soup is?”
Doctor Liu also looked at the young man in front of him with some suspicion.
Too young, it seems that he has not yet reached his prime. Does he know medical skills at such a young age? Can you develop your own medicine to treat malaria? Why does it sound so suspenseful...
"Mother-in-law, there's no need to worry. My son-in-law didn't bring any soup when he came today."
Amid the puzzled looks of several people, Wang Zhi took out a packet of powder developed from an unknown source from his arms, "Because I have successfully developed a drug that can cure malaria."
Looking at the stunned people, Wang Zhi ordered Xiao Ru: "Xiao Ru, go get a pot of hot water, a bowl, and a pair of chopsticks."
Xiao Ru responded and left.
"A good son-in-law..."
Cao Ji looked at the packet of powder and hesitated: "Is this powder really useful?"
"It works!"
Wang Zhi raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Everyone who contracted the disease outside the city took it yesterday, and they have all improved significantly. Many of them can even get up and walk."
"Really?"
The person asking the question was Dr. Liu. He was a little excited when he heard it at first, and then he was more in disbelief.
"You old man, if you don't believe me, just go out of the city and have a look."
After Wang Zhi finished speaking, he ignored him. When he saw Xiao Ru bringing tea, he entered Lady Cao's boudoir first.
Three people, including Doctor Liu, also entered the room.
This room that once could only be viewed from a distance was now as casual to Wang Zhi as if he had entered his own home.
Wang Zhi walked to the bed and saw Mrs. Cao looking like this. He comforted her with heartache. Then, under the watchful eyes of several people, he poured some powder from the bag into a bowl, poured some tea, stirred it, and then He stretched out his hand to help Miss Cao up, and in the surprised eyes of Cao Ji and his wife, he fed his daughter spoonful by spoonful.
The two of them looked at their daughter who showed no resistance and even looked a little happy, but they were also a little dull. They looked at Xiaoru, and Xiaoru made an expression that I didn't know, and then waited silently.
After feeding a bowl of medicinal soup to Miss Cao, Wang Zhi put her down again and told her that she would be fine if she had a good sleep. Then he called several people out, leaving only Xiao Ru to wait on her.
"My dear son-in-law, how could I not know that you are capable of curing diseases and refining medicine?"
The four people walked aside and Cao Ji couldn't hold back the doubts in his heart and asked. Regardless of whether the medicine was effective or not, whether Wang Zhi knew medical skills or not, they could only choose to believe it. There was no other way.
"Back to my father-in-law, this method of treating diseases is something I have newly learned." Wang Zhi answered truthfully.
"New?"
Dr. Liu was even more confused when he heard this. No newly learned medical skills could cure diseases and save people. Moreover, it was malaria, a plague that countless famous doctors throughout the ages could not cure.
"Hey, why are you still here, old man? You have nothing to do here anymore. Just go and do what you have to do." Wang Zhi said impatiently. He didn't even dare to give back medicine to these patients. He really didn't have a good impression of the quackery who questioned his great doctor Wang.
"Uh... that... that old man... I want to wait a little longer to see how Miss Cao's medicine works."
Dr. Liu was honest and expressed his thoughts directly.
Cao Ji was also afraid that his daughter would have any adverse reactions after taking Wang Zhi's medicine, so he also wanted to keep Doctor Liu and wait, so he quickly interjected: "Xian son-in-law, Doctor Liu's medical skills are among the best in our entire Kaifeng mansion." You are famous, even if Zouer is cured, you still need to prescribe some tonics to recuperate your body, so you must not be rude."
Wang Zhi thought it was right and stopped speaking out.
In this way, Cao Ji, his wife, and Wang Zhi sat down in the courtyard, chatting about home affairs, but their eyes never left the boudoir.
At the same time, in Bianjing City, the Wende Hall, the highest palace of power in the Song Dynasty, the Gonggun princes in the hall, as well as His Majesty the Emperor on the stage, were listening to the report of the leader in the audience.
"Your Majesty, with the strong support of the court, remarkable results have been achieved in the fight against the epidemic. A drug to treat malaria was successfully developed yesterday. At present, hundreds of victims outside the city who have contracted the disease have taken it. The effect is remarkable, malaria has been completely eliminated, and malaria has been completely eliminated. Today will be the day when our Song Dynasty will never suffer from malaria again!"
It was Zhao Huan who was holding the hut and speaking. Although he and the person on the throne were father and son, he was now a minister in the ministerial position, and he had to treat himself as a monarch and a minister in public.
As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden silence in the audience, and everyone stared at the man who spoke such arrogant words.
The malaria plague that has plagued the earth for thousands of years has been wiped out by you in just a few days? What a joke!
Some ministers were relieved and came out on the spot to rebuke Magistrate Zhao for deceiving the emperor. In order not to be demoted, they made up lies to deceive the emperor. They should be immediately dismissed from their posts and thrown into the cold palace to serve as a warning to others.
Another minister stood up and said that the matter was simple, and he would ask people to investigate outside the city to find out whether it was true or not.
This statement was immediately echoed by several ministers. Although the credibility of this news is not high, it is still necessary to investigate what the current prince and future emperor said.
Of course, if the news is false, not to mention the future emperor, even the prince will not have to wait for five days, he will be dismissed directly today.
Zhao Ji, who was sitting on the dragon chair, looked at the somewhat confused ministers below, and then at his son, who used to dare not even breathe when facing him. Today, he stood up straight for the first time, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.
On the one hand, he was worried because he hoped that as Zhao Huan said, there was a method to completely eradicate malaria, which could be regarded as a political achievement that his then emperor would be remembered for forever. On the other hand, he was afraid that this was true, so that this traitor would be completely sated. Now that he is the crown prince, he can no longer move.
Since the beginning of the Song Dynasty, the wave of refugees in Kaifeng that had not been seen for hundreds of years has been calmed down by him. Now if he completely eradicates the malaria that has ravaged the land of China for thousands of years, what kind of action will he take? None of the princes in the dynasty will agree. He would be kicked off this position and directly support the traitor to ascend the throne.
After thinking about it for a while, he decided to send someone to the refugee camp outside Xicheng to investigate clearly. Whether it is true or not depends on God's will.
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Time passed by minute by second, not only the nobles in the court were waiting, but the four people in the Cao family's backyard were also waiting anxiously...
"Creak..."
The boudoir door opened and Xiaoru walked out. The three of them stood up quickly and walked forward to ask.
"The little lady woke up and said she was a little hungry. I'm going to cook some porridge."
After Xiaoru finished speaking, he left in a hurry.
Cao Ji and his wife were overjoyed. Their daughter couldn't eat anything these days. She vomited a little after eating, so how could she take the initiative to express hunger.
After thinking about it, she hurriedly entered the room. Mrs. Wu stepped forward and touched her daughter's head, and asked Cao Ji to call Dr. Liu in.
Doctor Liu sat down on the bedside, first looked at Mrs. Cao's face, and then felt her pulse, a look of shock gradually appeared on her face.
"A miracle, really a miracle!"
Dr. Liu almost wiped away the sparse beard on his chin, and his hand that felt the pulse was trembling in shock.
"Doctor, is my daughter feeling better?" Seeing his appearance, Mrs. Wu couldn't help but ask.
Under the expectant gazes of the couple, Doctor Liu nodded heavily.
