There is nothing wrong with this prescription, and it is quite symptomatic for the conditions of the people in front of me.
The problem lies in the medicinal materials required in this prescription.
Just pick up a few pieces, they are all expensive varieties.
It's okay to say that most medicinal materials are a bit expensive, but they are still available.
There is only one kind, and that is a rare thing with a price but no market.
That’s bezoar!
As the saying goes, gold is easy to get, but bezoar is hard to find, which shows how precious this thing is.
Bezoar has miraculous effects, but the probability of its natural formation is slim.
It can be said that one million cows can only produce three to four kilograms of bezoars!
Moreover, it takes a long time to form, and it generally takes a cow over five years old to have bezoars.
Because it was so precious, it could only be supplied to the emperor's relatives and dignitaries.
In this recipe, a large amount of bezoar is needed.
It is precisely because of this characteristic that the promotion of Fangzi has become a fantasy.
"Nanyue is such a good trick. This simply leaves no way for the people to survive!" the shopkeeper sighed,
"Back when this recipe was not spread, some people started to buy bezoars at high prices. Some people even hid some of it privately, but they couldn't resist the temptation and sold them at high prices.
As a result, the prescription soon spread, and everyone was dumbfounded. What is the difference between this and waiting to die! "
Without medicinal materials, all they can do now is to take other medicines to relieve the symptoms and try to delay it for a little longer until someone can find a solution.
Seeing the relatives and friends around him fall down one by one, the shopkeeper was worried, but he was helpless, and everyone was very haggard.
Just as he was talking, there was a shout from the front hall.
"Is anyone there? Shopkeeper, is anyone here?"
The shopkeeper quickly cheered up and ran out quickly.
"Here! Here!" said the shopkeeper, "What can I do for you, sir?"
Gu Jiuqing was hiding in the dark, looking at the officer and soldier coming in from outside, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.
This is the guard of Prince Jin's palace. Why is he here?
Could it be that he discovered her?
It shouldn’t be!
At this time, the officer and soldier asked: "Where is your doctor? Why is he missing?"
"They are all sick! I wonder what the official is doing with the doctor?" the shopkeeper asked again.
"Recently, the plague has been raging in the city, and countless people have died. His Royal Highness, Prince Jin, has decided to convene a consultation with famous doctors in the city, and strive to find a solution as soon as possible." The guard said, "Everything will be spent and all will be borne by Prince Jin's Palace."
"King of Jin Gaoyi."
"You guys don't have anyone here, forget it, I'll go to the next one and have a look! I thought Jishi Hall would be better. Most of the other medical clinics and pharmacies are like this, and the doctors have also fallen ill!
If your doctor can still hold on, let him pass too! More people, more efforts, can make this plague disappear as soon as possible. "The guard shook his head and left quickly.
The shopkeeper escorted him out, stood at the door and watched his back, and sighed in a deep voice: "Among the high-ranking officials in the capital, the only one who is King Jin is still a human being."
When Cang Junming is not in love, he is actually a responsible person.
Gu Jiuqing thought for a moment and said quietly: "Shopkeeper, I have prescribed another prescription for their symptoms. Give them a try first. If they get better, continue using it. Remember to record their daily symptoms! Recently! For a while, I went to a consultation.”
"Okay! Okay! With your intervention, this plague will definitely disappear and the problem will be solved!" the shopkeeper said happily.
Gu Jiuqing didn't say much, gave some instructions, left the medicinal materials and left.
When she passed, many doctors came outside Prince Jin's mansion.
Everyone was coughing, and some even needed help from others to walk.
Even so, no one backed down.
They all want to find a solution as soon as possible to save the capital and their hometown!
In comparison, healthy people like Gu Jiuqing are really rare!
Among this group of coughing doctors, she stood out.
Because of the fear of spreading the disease, everyone wore masks and covered them tightly.
Now they have only two eyes exposed. When they meet, they need to identify each other before they can barely see each other's appearance.
Everyone checked in one by one, and when Gu Jiuqing wrote the name Yun Xiao on the paper, the steward stood up with a "swish" sound.
"Yun...yun...yun..." He pointed at Gu Jiuqing and stammered for a long time, unable to say a complete sentence.
"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this person?" Chang Feng, who was in charge of the matter, strode over and became excited when he saw the name above clearly.
"It's Young Master Yun Xiao! Young Master Yun Xiao is here!" Chang Feng almost jumped up.
Gu Jiuqing, "..."
Others didn't seem to understand their reactions. Mr. Yun Xiao's reputation was indeed resounding, and his medical skills were indeed superb.
But in the face of such a fierce epidemic, he may not have any countermeasures!
Why am I so excited? It's like seeing a great savior!
"Master Yun Xiao! Don't leave! Don't leave! I'll inform the prince right away!" Chang Feng said, turned around and ran away, running so fast that he almost tripped.
Fortunately, he remembered in time that he knew Qinggong, and then jumped onto the roof in a flash. Within a few jumps, the person was gone.
Everyone, "..."
They looked at Gu Jiuqing strangely, and Gu Jiuqing smiled lightly and said, "I am an old friend of the prince, so I am a little excited."
In this case, others didn't say much.
She dared to use Yun Xiao's identity, so naturally she wasn't afraid of being exposed.
In fact, she came here because of the epidemic, but she didn't expect their reaction to be so strong.
Within a moment, Cang Junming arrived.
After not seeing him for a few days, I didn't expect that his whole demeanor had changed drastically.
Of course, this is not a compliment.
Rather, she almost didn't dare to recognize him.
Cang Junming looked pale and haggard, with dark circles under his eyes, and his lips were as dry as a dying patient.
But his eyes were bright, fixed on Gu Jiuqing's body without blinking, as if he wanted to burn her alive.
"You...you're back?" Cang Junming's lips trembled slightly, and it took him a long time to utter a word.
"Caomin Yunxiao, I have met His Highness the King of Jin." Gu Jiuqing said and bowed to him.
At that moment, Cang Junming seemed to come to life at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"I know it! I know it! Hahaha..." He was clearly smiling, but his eyes were red, as if he was about to shed tears.
Smiling, Cang Junming couldn't help but cough violently.
He coughed violently, and when he finally recovered, there was still a trace of blood on the corner of his lips.
They all coughed up blood, which showed that they were seriously ill.
Gu Jiuqing didn't say much. He walked forward quickly and said seriously: "Your Majesty is ill. I will give you a diagnosis and treatment."
Cang Junming obediently stretched out his hand, his eyes still glued to her body, not daring to blink, as if he was afraid that she would disappear.
Gu Jiuqing sighed helplessly and said softly: "His Royal Highness, Prince Jin, since I am here, I will definitely not grow wings and fly away. I will not leave until this matter is resolved."
Hearing this, Cang Junming suddenly smiled, and a tear fell uncontrollably.
He wiped it off casually and said with a hoarse smile: "It doesn't matter. If you want to leave, you can leave. I won't stop you. Just be a good person!"
As he spoke, he almost choked.
Gu Jiuqing raised his eyes and looked at him. He rubbed his face in a somewhat concealed manner and said with a wry smile: "When people are sick, they are just weak. It's ridiculous."
Hearing this, Gu Jiuqing took back his hand, sighed, and said in a deep voice: "Prince Jin, can you take a step to speak?"
Cang Junming's face suddenly darkened, and the light in his eyes dimmed inch by inch.
