Before confiscating the house, the medical concubine emptied the enemy's warehouse to flee fami

Jiang Wan looked over and saw a familiar face among the old men.

Dr. Quan, the one who treated Lin Tingyu with her earlier, it seems that the magistrate of Su County has found all the "miracle doctors" in a radius of tens of miles.

"Calm down first, listen to me, Mrs. Song's medical skills are very good."

Before Jiang Wan could speak, Doctor Quan excitedly praised her to other old men.

The others looked at Jiang Wan suspiciously, "Old Quan, don't tease us."

"That's right, how old is this little girl? Even if she started studying in the womb, she has only studied for more than ten years."

"What nonsense, what do you put a little girl in here for?"

"..."

Everyone looked suspicious, Jiang Wan moved out the sixth prince and Mr. Chu calmly.

"I was sent by Mr. Chu and the sixth prince."

"That's right." Pan Hongyan, who vomited all kinds of meat and vegetables, finally calmed down, "Doctor Jiang has treated my lord.

My adults sent such a miracle doctor to help everyone solve smallpox. "

"Divine Doctor?"

Another old man with white beard, Dr. Jiang, beside Dr. Quan sneered:

"Could it be that Doctor Jiang is from Medicine King Valley?"

Only the people from Medicine King Valley have the confidence.

"No."

There was some impatience in Jiang Wan's eyes, and she directly countered: "You guys have this time to discuss whether I am a miracle doctor.

It's better to spend more time on the patient, maybe you can find a cure. "

One sentence was so arrogant that Dr. Jiang's beard was about to stand up in anger, and he looked at Dr. Quan.

"Old Quan, is this the outstanding young man you mentioned?"

"Old Jiang, don't be angry, it's normal for capable people to be more tempered."

Doctor Quan didn't think there was anything wrong, especially when Jiang Wan went straight to a patient, his eyes lit up immediately.

"Old Jiang, you guys are busy first, I'll go and have a look."

Doctor Quan followed behind Jiang Wan excitedly, making the other doctors shake their heads.

"I'm afraid this old man is old and confused."

"Yeah, how powerful a little girl can be, let's study it quickly."

"I don't know if we can go out, alas!"

"..."

Song Jiuyuan stared dimly at those who didn't trust Jiang Wan, rubbing his fingertips lightly.

Then he set his eyes on Jiang Wan who was not far away, and there was a touch of warmth in his eyes.

At this time, Jiang Wan had already come to the patient with pustules, and the breath of the other party was already very weak.

Organ failure and varying degrees of bleeding on the body, even if Jiang Wan came over, he just opened his eyelids weakly, his lips trembled slightly, and there was no movement.

Jiang Wan frowned, and quickly put on disposable white gloves. As for the explanation, let's talk about it later.

This scene fell into the eyes of several old doctors, and they couldn't help frowning, and now they didn't even have the mood to persuade her.

"Doctor Jiang, is there anything I can do for you?"

Dr. Quan wisely did not expose Jiang Wan's identity as a person in exile, but actively helped on the side.

Jiang Wan glanced at the unprotected Doctor Quan, and reminded: "Doctor Quan, you'd better take some protection.

As a doctor, you should know that smallpox is transmitted through the respiratory tract and contact. "

Doctor Quan: ...

The words were not pleasant, but they were telling the truth. He looked at the square scarf Jiang Wan was wearing in front of him, feeling puzzled in his heart.

"Does that work?"

"Better than doing nothing."

Jiang Wan didn't look at him, flipped the silver needle on her fingertips, and quickly landed on the patient.

She had just observed that this person was the most serious patient in the yard, and smallpox usually only got worse three or four days after the symptoms of infection appeared.

The sixth prince ran fast. In fact, the smallpox was still in its early stages, and not many people died. Of course, the bodies had already been burned on the spot.

Doctor Quan was reluctant to leave, and his eyes landed on the place where Jiang Wan injected the needle without blinking.

Her technique was quick and precise, and the dying man, who had pustules all over his body just now, was breathing more steadily.

"Really relieved!"

Doctor Quan danced excitedly, and it was Pan Hongyan who handed him a newly made mask, and he put it on.

But his exclamation has already attracted those doctors who were researching, and several of them trotted over eagerly.

At a glance, he saw the man lying on the ground and sleeping with long breaths.

Jiang Wan's silver needle relieved his pain, and he actually fell asleep right now.

"Can it really be relieved?"

Doctor Jiang stood behind Jiang Wan and the others suspiciously, with puzzled eyes.

Apart from him, several other doctors also stared round, standing there in disbelief and studying.

"It's weird, it turns out that you can still give needles like this."

"Why didn't I think of that?"

"Could it be that you taught her, Lao Quan?"

"..."

The still questioning voice was completely ignored by Jiang Wan. She was currently feeling the pulse of the patient next to her.

Doctor Quan on the side spit and defended, "If I have this trick, can I still hide it until now?

I told you all, Dr. Jiang is very powerful, you don't believe it.

I think with her here, the smallpox will be resolved sooner or later, by the way, you have to protect yourself like me..."

Dr. Quan hadn't finished his bragging words, his eyelids twitched slightly, and he fell to the ground in a daze.

Fortunately, he didn't faint, but his breathing was very short and he couldn't finish his speech.

"Old Quan!"

"It's over, Lao Quan must have been recruited!"

"..."

"Step aside!"

Jiang Wan squeezed in quickly, put her fingertips on Dr. Quan's pulse through the scarf, and frowned slightly.

"Yes, he did have smallpox, too."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Pan Hongyan, who was at a loss, and said, "Master Pan, go get me a pen and paper."

"it is good."

Pan Hongyan's face turned slightly pale from fright, and he was not as calm as Song Jiuyuan who was sitting next to him.

Jiang Wan put down a silver needle, Doctor Quan's breathing became easier, and he was still in the mood to comfort everyone.

"Old Jiang, don't worry, I can't die with Dr. Jiang."

He was very confident in Jiang Wan, and the way everyone looked at Jiang Wan changed again and again.

There are doubts, disbelief and expectations.

"Doctor Jiang, here comes the pen and paper."

Pan Hongyan ran over with a pen and paper, but Jiang Wan didn't answer, but said to Song Jiuyuan who was beside him.

"I told you to remember."

"it is good."

Song Jiuyuan took the pen and paper and spread the paper on Pan Hongyan's back, while Jiang Wan had already started to read.

"Three qian of sand ginseng, two qian of Polygonatum odoratum, one qian of raw licorice, one qian of winter mulberry leaves...

Take this prescription to grab the medicine, boil five cups of water, make two cups, and serve it to everyone. "

"Sand ginseng and wheat winter soup?"

It can be seen that Dr. Jiang's medical skills are not bad, and Jiang Wan has no intention of hiding anything, so she said directly:

"You can drink this during the pustule period. As for those of you who are in the prodromal rash period, you can drink some Sangju drink to prevent it."

When she said this, Jiang Wan said to Song Jiuyuan again: "Mulberry leaves are two cents and five cents, forsythia is one cent and five cents... two cups of water boiled into one cup of water.

I would also like to trouble Mrs. Pan to work harder so that the brothers outside can each drink a bowl. "