Gasp! She's a Time Traveler Using Modern Tech to Improve Ancient Life Chapter 41: The Right Medicine

Perhaps Lin Wanwan’s journey through ti had already altered history. This ti, her treatnt was a lucky guess; Xiao Chong indeed had the influenza, and the dicine she gave him worked wonders.

Moreover, Xiao Chong had practiced martial arts and had a foundation of inner strength, which gave him strong immunity. The dicine from a thousand years into the future had a significant effect on him; in less than an hour, his fever subsided, and he regained consciousness.

Upon learning from Shuqi that his illness had been treated by Lin Wanwan, he was quite surprised.

In truth, monts before, he had vaguely seen a woman’s silhouette, but he thought it was his dying imagination reuniting him with his deceased mother!

"I didn’t expect she would have dical skills," Xiao Chong said lightly.

After witnessing the yield of the rice field that day, he had investigated Lin Wanwan and had so questions about her identity.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t trace where she and her so-called master had lived in seclusion; she seed like a person who had appeared out of thin air in Wanghai Town.

Her wealth and everything about her were all too mysterious, including her current dical skills.

However, still in his weakness, Xiao Chong didn’t dwell on it much. Having just been to the brink of death, he only wanted to enjoy life; so things are better left in ambiguity, not delved into too deeply. "I’m hungry; have soone cook a bowl of vegetable porridge," he said.

"As you wish!" Shuqi, seeing that his lord had the energy to eat, grinned happily and gave a clumsy bow before exiting.

When Chen Liang and the others learned that Xiao Chong’s fever had subsided and the female doctor’s dicine was effective, they were astonished, eagerly coming by for a pulse check to believe it.

They wanted to inquire about how Lin Wanwan used the dicine, but in the end, did not go.

In ancient tis, any technology ca with a threshold. If you weren’t a true apprentice, it wasn’t appropriate to inquire about others’ prescriptions. Unless Lin Wanwan entered the Imperial dical Bureau to teach the physicians herself, they couldn’t justifiably ask.

Two hours later, Lin Wanwan arrived on ti. Xiao Chong’s study was lit with several palace lamps, and he was leisurely reading under the light.

When he heard Lin Wanwan’s voice outside the door, Xiao Chong was rather surprised, considering that n and won should avoid private eting, and it was already evening...

But the next mont, Xiao Chong chuckled self-deprecatingly, "Oh, Xiao Chong, despite reading nurous books, you’re not as open-minded as a single woman."

Lin Wanwan waited outside and heard a magnetic male voice ring out, "Is it Teacher Lin? Shuqi, bring the guest in."

"As you wish!"

The bedroom door was pushed open, and in a mont, Lin Wanwan ca through the screen to face Xiao Chong, kneeling properly and pretending to check his pulse.

Late at night, Lin Wanwan still wore a veil, and inside she had changed into a new white dical mask.

With the veil, others couldn’t clearly see what covered her mouth.

Lin Wanwan observed the picturesque man under the lamp, his languid and comfortable deanor, realizing the dicine worked, she sighed in relief, saying, "Xiao... Ming Mansion, you look much better. Do you still have a fever?"

Xiao Chong put down his book and replied, "No fever, had a bowl of porridge for supper, and feel quite energetic, many thanks to Teacher Lin."

Lin Wanwan nodded, took out a small porcelain cup from her dicine box, and said, "You don’t need the antipyretic anymore, just take this dicine. By the way, do you have any headaches?"

Xiao Chong replied, "Body aches all over, but the head is fine."

Lin Wanwan picked up the thermos she carried and brewed the dicine for Xiao Chong, handing it over, "Please drink this dicine, Xiao Mingfu. Take it twice a day, for five days should do."

Shuqi stepped forward to take the small porcelain cup and handed it to Xiao Chong, who drank it in one go and casually asked, "What’s the na of this dicine? I’ve never seen anything like it before."

Lin Wanwan casually replied, "Think of it as an elixir; it’s more or less the sa, all pre-concocted. Oh, and this bottle is for treating coughs, three tis a day, half a small cup each ti."

Shuqi stepped forward to take the small porcelain bottle containing the cough syrup, along with a matching small porcelain cup.

Xiao Chong nodded, then cast his gaze at the thermos beside Lin Wanwan, curiously asked, "And what is this for hot water? It seems there’s glass inside?"

Lin Wanwan smiled and replied, "This is a product from the Western Regions, it keeps water warm, much more efficient than a hot water bottle. This one, I’ll give it to Xiao Mingfu; it’s convenient for taking dicine."

Xiao Chong smiled faintly and, unfazed, thanked her and accepted it.

Just as Lin Wanwan was about to take her leave, Xiao Chong brought up another topic, "Teacher Lin, I heard that your maternal family is from the Imperial Uncle’s House, the Xiao clan of Southern Lanling? Your mother is the daughter of Uncle Xiao Yan?"

Lin Wanwan pondered for a mont before replying, "I heard from the clan leader uncle, but I don’t rember clearly myself."

Xiao Chong laughed, "That should be correct. It seems, we’re actually cousins. How about we address each other as cousins from now on, what do you think?"

Lin Wanwan’s eyelashes fluttered; she saved the County Magistrate’s life and gained a cousin status! That seed nice, so she imdiately smiled and said, "Sure, what a coincidence! But I wonder how old Xiao Mingfu is? I’m twenty-two this year, a widow, with a young daughter nad Qingyu."

Xiao Chong replied, "I’m the sa age as you, born in March, the eldest in the family. Being of a carefree nature, disliking constraints, I remain unmarried."

Lin Wanwan chuckled to herself, here was an ancient bachelor. Among Great Tang’s famous figures she knew, both Du Fu and Bai Juyi married after thirty, late marriages weren’t unheard of.

She laughed and said, "I was born in September, then please take care of in the future, cousin. The night is late, I won’t disturb you any longer, please rest early to avoid a relapse."

"Alright, thank you, cousin. Shuqi, see the guest out."

"As you wish!"

Xiao Chong’s illness improved day by day. Although the high fever occasionally relapsed, it could be subdued with antipyretics, which made Lin Wanwan quite confident.

Her biggest fear was that the antipyretics wouldn’t work, as severe influenza can be fatal even in modern tis, and fever reducers often fail.

Xiao Chong had been so ill initially, that he recovered so quickly after dication could only an his immune system was strong. With dicine from a millennium later aiding his white blood cells, he overca the influenza virus—this was quite fortunate.

Thus, Lin Wanwan stayed at the County Governnt with Hua Nong because Hua Nong had never received an influenza vaccine and she feared for her being infected, so she never let Hua Nong get close to Xiao Chong.

As for Lin Wanwan herself, she was relatively bolder, being equipped with a veil, a mask, and vaccinated against influenza, she interacted with Xiao Chong without any psychological burden.

She even suggested to Shuqi and the other servants attending to Xiao Chong, that they cover their faces with a cloth when they see him.

Tang Dynasty people had so understanding of infectious diseases, naturally accepting Lin Wanwan’s suggestion.