"What nonsense are you talking about?" The eldest lady's eyes flashed, and she was a little angry, "You think Prince Jing's Mansion is the Xiao family, can you give orders in Prince Jing's Mansion?"
"It's true! Madam, I have great courage, and I don't dare to talk nonsense about this matter."
"real?"
"The whole Prince Jing's Mansion has become weird, and I don't know what happened." Xiaolian frowned, suddenly thought of something, and quickly took out the drawing, "By the way, this is Lin Da's handwriting, right?"
The eldest lady took the hand and looked at it, nodded and said: "It is indeed the charcoal pen that Lin Da usually uses, but what is the object in this painting?"
"It looks like some kind of herbal medicine..." Xiaolian tried to ask.
The eldest lady frowned: "Lin Da is treating the princess in Prince Jing's Mansion, and he can't draw. Since it is a herbal medicine, it is necessary. Where did you get this?"
"It's right at the gate of the palace. It seems that a doctor threw it away casually."
"A doctor just threw it away?"
If it were anyone else, the eldest lady would never think too much about it.
But this thing was painted by Lin Da, and the eldest lady knew Lin Wanjie very well, so she made a quick decision: "Send someone to check and see if anyone in the Hangzhou drug store knows this thing?"
It was getting late, but Lin Da's business was the Xiao family's business.
This drawing was quickly copied and handed over to the servants of the Xiao family. More than a dozen people took the drawing and went to various drug stores to ask for it.
The result was as expected, no one recognized him in any of the large or small medical clinics and pharmacies in Hangzhou.
There is nothing special about the growth of Artemisia annua. It seems that many kinds of plants found in the mountains and forests are similar to it.
The servants of the Xiao family worked hard all night and gained nothing.
But in the security hall, the servant who came to ask questions with the drawings was stopped by the medicine boy.
No one in the security hall recognized Qinghao, but when he heard that he was a servant of the Xiao family, the medicine boy asked: "Where is Lin Da?"
"What do you ask our brother Lin for?"
"My husband is sick and I would like to invite Mrs. Lin to come and take a look."
"Isn't your husband a doctor? Why did you invite Brother Lin?"
"My husband's illness is very serious. No one except Lin Da can cure him."
In the medical clinic, in the living room, under the dim light, a serious coughing sound came from the back room: "Cough cough cough..."
Doctor Chen walked out step by step holding on to the wall. When he saw the Xiao family servant, he said: "This little brother, I am greedy for life and afraid of death...In fact, the matter is very important. More and more people in Hangzhou are getting sick. If there is no The consequences of the solution are disastrous. In Hangzhou, only Dr. Lin has the cure, so I must, definitely, ask Dr. Lin to come and take a look at it."
The servant's face changed slightly, and after thinking for a while, he honestly told Lin Wanjie that he had gone to the palace.
He also told Lin Wanjie to seal off the palace, that this painting was written by Lin Wanjie, etc...
"What? You said, you said this thing was made by Dr. Lin?"
"Exactly, the eldest lady ordered me to ask if anyone knows this thing?"
"Let...let me see."
Dr. Chen took the drawing and after looking at it, he kept shaking his head: "I haven't seen it before, but I seem to have seen it somewhere."
Dr. Chen was originally mentally weak, but he cheered up after learning many things.
Others don't know what Lin Wanjie means by sealing off the palace, but Doctor Chen knows it in his heart.
The palace was sealed off to prevent the disease from spreading, which shows that the disease is contagious!
Dr. Chen's expression suddenly changed, and two words instantly appeared in his mind - "plague".
"Quick! Send everyone out to look for this thing! Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you have to find this thing!"
Doctor Chen made a prompt decision, regardless of his illness, and wrote a letter overnight to be handed over to the prefect's Yamen.
If it is a plague, it cannot be solved by individuals.
The court must take the lead and organize a response.
Seeing Doctor Chen being so serious, the servant trembled in fright and asked in a low voice: "Doctor Chen, do you need anything from the Xiao family?"
"Let's look for this thing. This must be the instruction Dr. Lin left us."
Dr. Chen has tried every method he could think of, but to no avail.
Now I can only believe in Lin Wanjie, even if there is only a glimmer of hope, I have to give it a try.
…
Late at night.
The starry night was the same as before, and it didn't seem to be any different.
But coughing sounds were heard from many homes in Hangzhou.
The dots of lights are not for celebrating the festival, let alone a lantern festival.
There were more children crying in the silent night, and a heavy haze was quietly covering the entire Hangzhou.
In the palace, there was also a cough in the princess's room.
But it didn't come from the princess, nor from Lin Wanjie.
Zheng Yangsheng felt a little dizzy and couldn't help coughing.
Lin Wanjie was so worried that he couldn't sleep at all until he couldn't find Qinghao.
Hearing Zheng Yangsheng's cough, he woke up instantly, sat up and asked, "Brother Zheng, are you feeling unwell?"
"It's okay, just a normal cough...cough cough..."
Lin Wanjie got up and lit the lamp and went to Zheng Yangsheng's side: "Brother Zheng, let me show you."
"Hey!" Zheng Yangsheng sighed quietly, "Don't look at it, it's a trick."
Lin Wanjie frowned, surprised.
Zheng Yangsheng is not weak in Kung Fu, and after his internal strength, ordinary diseases are not difficult for him.
I didn't expect to be infected so quickly...
But think about it, malaria is pervasive regardless of whether you are a martial arts master or not.
Seeing Zheng Yang looking sick and sick, Lin Wanjie was also a little worried about himself.
Fortunately, I am still in good spirits and have no symptoms.
"Cold, cold...I'm so cold. Doctor Lin, Doctor Lin..."
The princess's cry came from the east room, sounding very painful.
"Go see Princess. I'm a man and I have internal strength to protect my body. I can hold on."
Lin Wanjie thought about it. From treating the head injury with the prince, it can be seen that ancient internal energy has indeed greatly enhanced the human body, otherwise it would be impossible to complete the craniotomy.
The princess was seriously ill and would die if she was not careful. Lin Wanjie hurried over.
"Princess, how are you?"
"Doctor Lin, I...I'm so cold, hug, hug me..."
The princess spoke tremblingly.
Lin Wanjie held up a lantern to shine a light on the side, and found that the princess's beautiful eyes were tightly closed, her head was covered with sweat, and her clothes were wet.
I stretched out my hand and touched my forehead. It was very hot.
It obviously needs to cool down, but it says it’s cold!
Things are not going well!
Lin Wanjie hurriedly shouted to the outside: "Come, come, get some hot water."
At this time, the confused princess followed her instinct and got into Lin Wanjie's arms, hugging his chest tightly.
Perhaps the man's heat really had a cooling effect. Nangong Ying breathed a sigh of relief, and her frown gradually relaxed.
But the short-term relief seemed not to satisfy the princess. After a while, her delicate body squirmed in Lin Wanjie's arms, and a pair of hot little hands slid in from Lin Wanjie's neckline against her chest.
The princess's heart trembled when she came into contact with the rough man's skin, and she couldn't help but let out a gasp.
But the sound was not sultry at all, but rather distressing.
The princess spoke with difficulty: "Is I going to die?"
