Among the patients numbered by Qin Liuxi at Qingping Temple, one person used the Five Spices Powder. Although not fully recovered, the high fever had subsided. Qin Liuxi returned to the foot of the mountain and imdiately checked the patient’s pulse, conducted a thorough examination, and even took so blood.
Next, she returned to the Daoist Temple, personally went to the pharmacy, and prepared a Gypsum and Turtle Shell Soup, adding an additional dose of Five Spices Powder, and brewed it into a decoction, first given to the Li Family.
After so thought, she also took so Plaster and Water Buffalo Horn, boiled the two ingredients before adding the Turtle Shell Soup, creating a thicker decoction to apply around the mouth, nose, and neck. The dicinal fragrance was mixed with a slight fishy sll, but it was very cool and opened all the senses.
"We’ll call it Blood Circulation and Nasal Congestion Soup," Qin Liuxi nodded at the decoction.
After cleaning up, she took it down the mountain and administered it one by one to the patients, also having those trapped there but not sick apply it. Of course, the application for prevention wasn’t just once—needed two to three tis a day. After everything was done, she collapsed onto the bed.
Whether this is an effective redy depends on fate.
At the sa ti, the Li Family Village also started using this miraculous formula of Gypsum and Turtle Shell Soup.
Zhang Zhuoliang watched as his grandfather sat, looking exhausted, seemingly with much on his mind. He said, "Grandpa, you’re not resting because you’re worried the formula won’t work?"
Doctor Zhang pulled at the corner of his mouth and said, "Although that temple master is young, her dical skills are quite good, and her magic is strong. If this formula doesn’t work, I’m afraid this entire village is beyond help."
After all, they are racing against ti. If it’s ineffective, the officials will likely take action and reduce everything in this village to dust.
"If so, what are you worried about, Grandpa?"
Doctor Zhang looked at his grandson and sighed, "dical skills, the learning never ends. There are mountains beyond mountains, and people beyond people. I’m wondering if I should not be confined to a single dical clinic. Maybe I should go out?"
Zhang Zhuoliang was taken aback, "Grandpa?"
Doctor Zhang patted his shoulder and said, "Go and rest while you can sleep. Although the prescription has been given, it’s still unknown if it will be entirely effective."
Zhang Zhuoliang nodded, left the room, feeling a bit uneasy, couldn’t help but look back, seeing his grandfather sitting by the low table, the dim candlelight illuminating his face, making him look very old.
Grandpa has grown old.
This realization made his heart jump suddenly.
On the other side, the Little Ginseng was also pestering Teng Zhao, asking what was peculiar about that Doctor Zhang?
"You’ve lived a thousand years and can’t see it. How can it be expected of , a re ten-year-old?" Teng Zhao said helplessly.
The Little Ginseng was taken aback, "Are you subtly implying I’m blind and that my cultivation isn’t high?"
"No."
"You are. Otherwise, why ntion I’ve lived a thousand years? Although I’m old, I’m just a Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure. I mostly absorb the essence of the sun and moon to enhance my Spiritual Energy, but when it cos to cultivation and power, I’m probably not even as formidable as those Ghost Cultivators who have cultivated for a hundred years," the Little Ginseng said sulkily.
Teng Zhao said, "Don’t belittle yourself. Maybe you’re good for nothing but bringing back the dead to life, but that alone is more powerful than many spirit monsters. In this world, whether mortal or evil spirits, who wouldn’t covet you?"
The Little Ginseng’s mouth twitched, "You’d be better off saying less. Being reticent makes you look sowhat like a master, but don’t even think of comforting people. Otherwise, you’ll just make them more despairing than comforted."
Listening to this, aside from being consumable, I’m good for nothing— Is this supposed to be comfort?
This is obviously a serious blow!
Teng Zhao closed his eyes in frustration.
"Aren’t you curious?" the Little Ginseng clicked his tongue.
Teng Zhao sat cross-legged, hands forming a Sealing gesture, said, "Even if curious, I’ll hold it in, since currently, there’s no way to resolve it." He paused and added, "Since Master can see what’s wrong at a glance, but we can’t, it ans our cultivation isn’t there yet, we need to strengthen ourselves."
He’s still lacking much Daoist Cultivation.
The Little Ginseng watched him ditate, pouted, Big one is a Great Demon King, small one is a cultivation fanatic, tsk.
...
There was an outbreak of plague in An Nan Prefecture, and it can no longer be concealed. It is not just one village affected now, but has spread to other places. The speed at which it infects people is fast, and the speed at which it causes death is equally fast.
In just seven days, over a hundred people have died from the mouse plague in An Nan Prefecture, causing everyone in An Nan Prefecture to be on high alert, afraid to move around freely.
Just as An Nan Prefecture was preparing to eliminate the most severely affected Li Family Village, Qingping Temple, due to a new prescription, has stopped seeing new cases, and those who are infected are getting better rather than dying.
Daoist Lin and the others were very pleased that the plague could be controlled so quickly, considering it a once-in-a-lifeti event that demonstrated Qin Liuxi’s mastery in dical skills, and they showered praises without reserve.
"It was a collective effort," Qin Liuxi did not claim credit but took the opportunity to experint by selecting a few patients with seemingly different symptoms for dicine testing, adjusting a few ingredients based on the Gypsum and Turtle Shell Soup to observe the effects.
dical skills require previous experiences to be docunted in dical cases so that later generations can learn from those valuable experiences. This way, when encountering similar diseases in the future, there will be solutions available.
"Planting trees for later generations to enjoy the shade," is applicable everywhere, and for dicine, it especially emphasizes striving for excellence.
Qin Liuxi went to Li Family Village because soone was courting death.
Two days after Magistrate Liu was frightened by soone covering him with a sack and his study being robbed, he started to calm down when seeing he was safe and began addressing the issue of Li Family Village, intending to burn the village. The reason given was that there were more sick people outside and they should be rounded up and dealt with along with Li Family Village.
At the sa ti, his brother-in-law Huang Huaihua accused Teng Zhao and the others of severing his family line, although he had no evidence. Because Magistrate Liu was afraid of his wife’s nagging and embarrassed by failing to recruit a son-in-law, he planned to charge Teng Zhao and the others with an unjust cri.
Wang Zheng, upon hearing this, was furious and strongly opposed it, saying regardless of whether Teng Zhao and the others indeed hard Huang Huaihua, given his atrocious behavior, oppressing the people, and even killing him would count as getting rid of evil for the people. Thus, if he’s hard, then he’s hard, but as they lack evidence, you can’t find the criminal.
Oh, you might say a Magistrate doesn’t need evidence to act, can rely on rank, or have soone above him. Sorry, but others have people above them too. His grandfather is the retired Pri Minister Wang, and his students in power are more than ten fingers can count.
Furthermore, Li Family Village has spread the mouse plague quickly, whereas those who’ve co here as volunteer doctors, including Teng Zhao, are only six people. Do you want to take two away, as if there are too many helpers here? If this reaches the top, just for this you’ll lose your official hat!
This doesn’t even consider that a miraculous prescription that treated the mouse plague was evident in patients recovering. Yet you still want to set the village on fire? Isn’t this disregarding human life?
Moreover, the miraculous prescription was developed by the teacher of the Teng Zhao you want to arrest, and rather than praising, you want to punish the disciple. Isn’t this publicizing private revenge and burning bridges after crossing? It’s unworthy of a person!
If this spreads, what doctor would dare to volunteer, fearing being frad for doing good?
Is Magistrate Liu foolish from a donkey’s kick or a water-infused brain?
"Sir, the mouse plague is gradually being controlled with the miraculous prescription, and Li Family Village has no new patients, showing its effectiveness. Burning the village is indeed inappropriate," Wang Zheng said seriously. "Moreover, Daoist Xuan Yi and others are Taoists of Qingping Temple, this good prescription was formulated by their teacher, Master Buqiu and Doctor Zhang, yet you’re targeting them for a baseless cri, which spreading would harm your reputation."
Magistrate Liu retorted coldly, "Wang Zheng, are you trying to instruct in doing my job? I only know that many have died in Li Family Village, yet none seem to improve, and more outside are getting sick. If this plague spreads across An Nan Prefecture, even Pri Minister Wang can’t protect you!"
Wang Zheng cursed his ancestors in his heart and said, "Sir, there is a process for everything. However miraculous the prescription, it can’t instantly cure. Patients improve slowly. My suggestion is to quickly distribute the prescription to all dical clinics, brew dicine soup, and let the people drink it to prevent and cure disease. Burning the village is not a sound strategy, please forgive , but I can’t agree!"
"Are you implying insubordination or trying to seize my position to issue orders?" Magistrate Liu’s face darkened.
"I dare not!"
Magistrate Liu chuckled coldly, "I see you are bold enough. Soone, escort Wang Zheng out and let the officials drive all the people from Li Family Village to Locust Tree Square, Mr. Wang. Historically, when plague couldn’t be treated, this is the simplest and quickest thod to treat it, also to avoid greater deaths. An official must sotis knowingly do what shouldn’t be done for the sake of the world, and I dare bear the bad na."
Locust Tree Square was the previous site for Li Family Village’s corpse dumping. This ans that people will be taken there for ’execution.’
Wang Zheng turned pale, his fists clenched tightly, "Sir, reconsider."
Magistrate Liu snorted, "If you’re afraid of infamy, Mr. Wang, better resign and go ho early. Why are you still standing around? Hurry and drive the Li Family Village people there. Arrest those two little Daoists and take them to the prison."
"Sir, have you thought this through? Those are Taoists from Qingping Temple."
Wang Zheng emphasized the word "Daoist," reminding him that so people, he, Liu Huai Zhong, dare not offend.
Magistrate Liu said, "Even if the Emperor violates the law, he shares the punishnt of commoners! Two people were witnessed beating the River and Lake Office’s Huang Suoguan, and I will indeed investigate it. You don’t need to worry about falsely accusing them. If there’s nothing, I’ll release them."
Wang Zheng was amused by the righteous words, thinking Magistrate Liu has beco possessed by ghosts, why suddenly lose wisdom?
He didn’t know Magistrate Liu was persistently courting death, slightly influenced, naturally, by Little Ginseng.
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