First Secret Agent in History

It turns out that this is Anning Pavilion, a separate garden yard.

As soon as he entered the yard, he smelled a strong smell of medicine.

After entering the Anning Pavilion, the smell became stronger, and there was also a rancid smell.

Meet Lord Hou.

Meet Lord Hou.

Seeing Marquis Ning An coming in, all the dozen or so people inside bowed to salute, all of them were doctors, the youngest was forty or fifty years old, and the oldest were seventy or eighty years old.

Apparently, in order to save his only son, Marquis Ning An invited almost all famous doctors within a radius of hundreds of miles.

How is the situation of the son? Ning Anhou asked tremblingly.

The oldest doctor said: Master Hou, what this son is infected with is called plum blossom poisoning. It is the most poisonous kind among flowers and willows. There is no cure for it. You should plan ahead.

Yes, there is no cure.

This is a terminal illness.

Master Hou made plans early.

Even though he had heard this kind of words countless times, Marquis Ning An still felt pain in his heart.

Excuse me, Lord Hou, who is this? The elderly doctor couldn't help asking when he found Yun Zhonghe.

Yun Zhonghe cupped his hands and said, I'm Xia Chu Liuxiang, who has learned magical techniques and can cure diseases of flowers and willows.

Nonsense. The elderly doctor said angrily, What I hate the most is charlatans like you, who not only deceive patients' families, but also tarnish the reputation of us doctors.

Yes, yes. I have been studying medicine for decades. Who would know that there is no cure for plum blossom disease? Death is certain.

Master Hou, when the liars are caught and sent to the government, they will be recruited for everything. The elderly doctor said, With us here, we will definitely not let such charlatans fool the Lord.

Then, the elderly doctor said: Qi Hou Ye, originally the son was infected with the plum blossom virus. Although he was terminally ill and would die, it would be at least a few months later. After the treatment of these charlatans, this The poison is added to the poison, the whole body of the son is festered, and he could live for a few months, but now he may not be able to live for half a month.

Yun Zhonghe stepped forward and took a look.

This son of the Marquis Mansion is really horrible.

The old doctor was right. The so many abscesses on this son's body are definitely not just syphilis sores. After many random treatments by quack doctors, his condition became more serious and his whole body festered.

If it continues like this, it will soon become sepsis, infecting the internal organs, and it is true that it will not survive ten days.

And at this time, the high fever was terrifying, and he was completely confused.

In modern society, even if infected with syphilis, the death rate is only tens of percent. But in ancient times, the mortality rate was extremely high, because it was impossible to resist various complications.

Father, I was wrong, I was wrong. The prince of the Marquis Mansion cried out in pain, I don't dare anymore...

Damn, even at this time, you still have such thoughts, you are really a filial son.

Marquis Ning An looked at Yun Zhonghe and said, Chu Liuxiang, seeing my son like this now, do you still dare to boast that he will be cured within ten days? How dare you say that within twelve hours, he will be cured. Do you see miracles?

This appearance is indeed miserable enough, much more tragic than Jing Wubian at that time.

Although both of them had a high fever, Jing Wubian did not fester and pus all over his body.

But what is festering and pus, isn't it just inflammation?

People in this world have not been baptized with antibiotics, and penicillin is more effective in reducing inflammation and suppuration after a while.

Therefore, the more tragic this son's appearance, the more magical Yun Zhonghe's medical skills will appear.

Yun Zhonghe bowed and said: All the doctors present can witness that within twelve hours, if the prince's fever does not subside, and if his condition does not improve significantly, you will take my head off.

Of course, Yun Zhonghe could only pray that the prince would not be allergic to penicillin.

Presumably there is no such thing as a back, such a small probability that he will hit it?

But Yunzhonghe has never lacked the courage to take risks. As the saying goes, if you gamble, you can turn a bicycle into a motorcycle.

Ridiculous, ridiculous.

It's ridiculous to talk nonsense.

Many doctors refuted and shouted sharply: Master Hou, lock him up and send him to the government office. Such charlatans will only ruin our reputation.

Ning Anhou said: Then you do it, I will give you twelve hours.

Yun Zhonghe said: Please use a screen to cover the hospital bed, I cannot show my wonderful medical skills to anyone.

As soon as these words came out, Ning Anhou's expression changed.

The doctor next to him scolded angrily: It's ridiculous, don't let us see, what if you do something bad to Shizi?

Yun Zhonghe said helplessly: The prince has already become like this, what else can I do to him?

It also makes sense.

So, soon a few screens were moved over and surrounded the entire hospital bed.

The whole treatment process is too simple.

Yun Zhonghe took out the needle tube made by the City Lord's Mansion. Although it was rough, it was still usable.

Take out a bottle of penicillin, dilute it with saline, and inject it into Shizi's femoral blood vessel.

At this time, the whole body of the son was festered, and he almost didn't feel anything. He only felt a little swollen, but he didn't feel much pain.

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Is this the end?

Ning Anhou and the doctors present were extremely astonished.

The treatment process of this beggar-like charlatan is so fast, he doesn't even have time to make a cup of tea.

In fact, it does not add up to more than two minutes.

Yun Zhonghe bowed and said, Yes, it's over here.

Immediately everyone felt that this was even more absurd, what a charlatan you are, even if you want to cheat, you should be decent, at least play tricks for half an hour.

Your fart work is over, and you still use a screen to prevent people from seeing it?

If you can cure terminal illness, I will jump down from this pavilion.

Ning Anhou said: There is no need for supplementary treatment anymore?

Yun Zhonghe said: In a short time, there will be no need.

Marquis Ning An said sharply: Come here, lock him up.

In the next second, several warriors stepped forward, directly grabbed Yun Zhonghe, took him to the underground secret room, and tied him up.

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This basement is not big, not even a secret room.

Yun Zhonghe's whole body was tied to the chair.

boom!

An hourglass was placed on the table, and the sand kept flowing.

When the sand flows out, if there is no new order, kill him. The housekeeper of the Marquis Mansion said.

yes!

Then, the butler also left.

The four warriors sat down and stared at Yun Zhonghe.

The entire basement was extremely quiet, only the slight sound of quicksand.

This hourglass is twelve hours.

After twelve hours, no new order is an order.

Anyway, killing a quack warlock is really easier than crushing an ant to the Marquis Mansion.

After twelve hours, Shizi's condition did not improve significantly, so he killed Yun Zhonghe.

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Marquis Ning An couldn't bear to see his son's miserable condition again, he sighed in pain, and left the Anning Pavilion.

He has not slept for days and nights.

After returning to the room, the madam immediately came up to meet her and asked in a trembling voice, Husband, how is it? What skills does that charlatan have? Can you save our son?

Ning Anhou said: How can there be any ability? Surround yourself with a screen so that no one can see it. The kung fu is over in less than half a stick of incense. I haven't seen any medicine or medical skills. How can there be such a quick cure in this world? Sick, let alone terminally ill, this is a charlatan, and an unbelievable lunatic.

The Marquise was also in despair immediately, and burst into tears.

My poor son, my miserable son.

Husband, the son is gone, and our An family is also gone. His Majesty the Emperor will definitely take this opportunity to depose our titles.

Marquis Ning'an was tearing down, and said in a trembling voice: My ancestors, my ancestors, I am not filial. The century-old title has come to my generation, and it will be considered broken.

The Marquise cried: Why does Your Majesty treat us like this? Our ancestors have made great contributions to the empire. If the heir is unworthy, the prince of the Nulanghou is stupid and fat, and is the number one waste in the empire, why does the royal family repeatedly order praises? ? Why not take away their family's title?

Ning Anhou sneered and said: My wife, can I compare with Nulanghou? He is a minister of the empire, and several princes are trying to curry favor with him. His son, let alone just stupid and fat, even a shit A trash who doesn’t know how to wipe his ass, yet some people praise him to the sky.”

The Marquis said: Then our Ning'an Hou Mansion must be finished?

It's over... Marquis Ning An said, When Tian'er dies, our title will be over. Or when the imperial envoy arrives and sees that Tian'er is infected with flowers and willows, our Ning'an Marquis residence will also be over. Not to mention that the title will not be preserved, You and I are afraid that we will spend the rest of our lives in prison, you are not ignorant of the domineering majesty of our emperor.

The war is imminent, and the emperor wants to rectify the atmosphere, and Marquis Ning'an is the best target to kill chickens and monkeys.

My wife, haven't you noticed? The hearts of the people in the house have been dispersed. Not only some people have stolen property, but some people have quietly taken refuge in other families. I just turned a blind eye.

Madam, our Ning'an Hou Mansion is finished!

After all, this Marquis of Ning'an burst into tears.

The husband and wife hugged each other and wept, their voices full of despair.

The couple who didn't sleep for several days and nights fell asleep crying and crying, and they didn't even have time to take off their clothes.

I don't know how long it has been.

Marquis Ning An was suddenly awakened, and someone was calling him in a daze.

Master Hou, Lord Hou, go and have a look, the son...

Ning Anhou suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.

Madam got up straight away, tremblingly said: What's wrong with him, my son? Is it going to die?

Marquis Ning An trembled in his heart, could it be that bad news is about to usher? Didn't you say there are still ten days left?

Could it be that he was about to die after being treated by that charlatan Chu Liuxiang?

Kill him, kill that charlatan Chu Liuxiang, and be buried with my son!

Ning Anhou's eyes were red, he drew his sword and rushed out.

Master Hou, my son's fever has subsided, the festering on his body has stopped, and the festering has improved a lot. All the doctors were stunned.

As soon as these words came out, Ning Anhou was also stunned.

The lady was also shocked.

Then, the two rushed out, grabbed the butler's arm and said, What did you say? What did you say?

The son's condition has obviously improved...

Immediately, Marquis Ning An couldn't bear it any longer, and rushed towards the Anning Pavilion.

His wife also held up her skirt and chased after him.

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After arriving at Anning Pavilion.

Ning Anhou looked at all this in disbelief.

First, his precious son's high fever subsided.

The high fever for the past few days and nights, no matter what medicine I took, has subsided and returned to normal body temperature.

Not only that.

Before, the abscess was bleeding pus and bleeding all the time.

Now it has disappeared a lot.

The malignant sores that were constantly popping up, not only did not continue to pop up, but decreased a little.

The elderly doctor trembled and said, Master Hou, Lord Hou, miracle, miracle...

Ning Anhou tremblingly said, My son is getting better?

The elderly doctor said: It's not just improvement, it's immediate. I've practiced medicine for decades and I've never seen such a situation. That Mr. Chu Liuxiang is simply amazing, amazing.

Marquis Ning'an was ecstatic, and shouted loudly: Quick, hurry up and invite Miracle Doctor Chu Liuxiang over.

No, no, no, I'll go in person, I'll go in person.

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Note: My lords, please also use your magical skills to heal the pain in my heart. A few recommendation tickets will do, benefactor!