The widowed sister-in-law is embarrassed, she criticizes the villain like he only wants to be a love

Jiang Ci understood Yan Shu's intention and asked the clerk: "If these fifty houses are equipped with floors, how many people can they accommodate in total?"

"If there are floors on the ground, a house can sleep about twenty people."

Yan Shu had an idea in his mind: "So all the houses combined can accommodate about a thousand people. Mr. Li, could you please send someone to inform everyone, and each household will send the sickest patient first."

Li Shojing felt that Yan Shu's method was good, so he immediately ordered more than 20 officials under his command, and asked the two petty officials to lead the officials to go to the town to inform the news.

The officials were worried about being infected with the plague before, but after learning that Yan Shu could cure the disease, they were no longer so afraid. Their mouths and noses were wrapped with thick strips of cloth for peace of mind.

After everyone was ordered to leave, Jiang Ci also took the opportunity to say goodbye to Li Shojing, and then left the inn with Yan Shu.

After Yan Shu sent Jiang Ci out, he saw that no one was around and handed Jiang Ci the mask he had put in a cloth bag in advance.

"Bring these over and distribute them to Huanying and the others. You should also protect yourself and change your masks every day. Many of the refugees outside have recently arrived from Nanwei. The epidemic situation there is also very serious. It’s serious, we can’t rule out that someone in the team has been infected.”

Jiang Ci reached out and took it, nodding in agreement.

"I'll come and pick you up tomorrow."

"Okay, be careful on the road."

Jiang Ci took a deep look at Yan Shu and suddenly reached out to hug her into his arms.

"When I meet my second uncle and my second aunt, shouldn't I tell them about our relationship?"

He wanted everyone in the Yan family to know about their relationship. With Uncle Yan and Aunt Yan watching, it would be difficult for the little fox to go back on his word.

Yan Shu's eyes rolled smartly: "Um...the snow is getting heavier and heavier. You should leave quickly. It's more important to do business now."

Jiang Ci lowered his head and glanced at her: "It seems that my sister-in-law is shy, so let me take care of this."

Yan Shu wailed in his heart, I'm so shy, I don't want to let the third person know about this, okay?

Seeing the anger in the little fox's eyes, Jiang Ci stopped teasing her and reached out to pinch her smooth and delicate cheeks.

"Wait for me to pick you up." After saying this, he grabbed the reins with one hand and flew lightly onto the horse.

The brown horse stepped on the white snow and left hoof prints on the ground, just like a white plum blooming on the white snow curtain.

Yan Shu stood in the howling cold wind, staring at the figure moving away and away until it disappeared from sight, then she turned around and returned to the inn.

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"Cough cough cough..."

As soon as Yan Shu walked to the main hall of the inn, he heard a rapid cough.

Li Shojing was out of breath, his face was red from holding back, and he kept coughing while holding his chest. When he saw Yan Shu walking in, he endured the discomfort and took a sip of the tea in front of him.

"Master Jiang is gone?"

"Ah."

Yan Shu glanced at Li Shoujing's face and walked over pretending to be concerned.

"Master Li, are you feeling unwell?"

Li Shoujing's eyes flashed with nervousness, and he glanced at the sky outside.

"Perhaps it was due to the sudden drop in temperature today. I felt weak when I woke up this morning, and now I have a cough." He was worried that he had been infected.

Yan Shu said bluntly: "Sir, are you infected with the plague?"

Doctor Qin and Doctor Heng, who were sitting next to Li Shojing, immediately became wary in their eyes.

Li Shoujing panicked. If his usual problem was that of a cold, he would most likely have contracted the cold. But the current environment was different. He had had close contact with patients infected with the plague last night, so it would not be true. Infected?

Doctor Heng said: "Mr. Li, for the sake of safety, let Mrs. Jiang check your pulse."

Li Shojing looked at Yan Shu as if asking for help.

"Then please trouble Miss Jiang to check my pulse."

Yan Shu walked to the table and sat down: "Master Li, stretch out your hand and I will take your pulse."

Li Shojing hurriedly put his hand on the table in cooperation. Yan Shu pressed her fingers on his wrist. After feeling for his pulse, she took a deep look at Li Shojing.

"It's not a plague."

Hearing this, the three people in the room breathed a sigh of relief.

Yan Shu followed up and asked, "Have you often had difficulty breathing, chest pain, and inexplicable fever in the past six months?"

Li Shojing's pupils dilated and he nodded in surprise.

"Mrs. Jiang is truly a divine person. I have indeed experienced the situation you mentioned in the past six months. I once asked a doctor to diagnose her pulse and said it was caused by ordinary wind-cold asthma."

"Have you taken medicine to recover?"

"I was given a prescription and my symptoms were relieved after taking the medicine, but I would get sick again soon after, and it lasted for half a year."

Yan Shu shook his head: "You are not suffering from ordinary asthma, but from consumption."

As soon as he heard the word "consumption", Li Shojing's face turned pale in fright.

In ancient times, tuberculosis was an incurable disease, and death was almost inevitable if you contracted it.

Li Shoujing is only in his forties this year and is in his prime. He is a seventh-grade imperial official, surrounded by wives and concubines. He has made countless fortunes over the years. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a winner in life.

Yan Shu knew exactly this about him. Such a person is most afraid of death.

"If it's tuberculosis, the disease is really difficult." Doctor Qin shook his head and said it was difficult to treat.

Dr. Heng also nodded and said: "Currently there is no prescription that can completely eradicate this disease."

Li Shoujing froze on the spot like a dumbfounded chicken. After a long while, he suddenly thought of Yan Shu beside him.

"Mrs. Jiang, your medical skills are so good that you can even cure the plague. Can you cure my disease? I have money. If you can cure my disease, I can afford any money."

Yan Shu lowered his eyes slightly, pretending to be deep in thought, but in fact, a sly smile flashed across his eyes.

"Mr. Li, you have also heard what Doctors Qin and Heng said. Tuberculosis is an incurable disease. It is much more difficult to treat than the plague. However, I happen to have medicine to treat this disease, but this is The medicine contains extremely rare medicinal materials, and the price is really not cheap.”

Li Shoujing only heard Yan Shu say that there was a way, no matter how cheap he was, if his life was gone, all the wealth he had worked so hard to save for half his life would not be his, and those lovely wives and concubines had brought him countless gifts. A cuckold.

Now as long as he can cure his disease, he is willing to spend any amount of money.

"Mrs. Jiang makes a price, I'm willing to pay any amount."

"Let's do this. We are already friends. I will sell the medicine to you at the cost price. One course of treatment is three thousand taels. Each course of treatment takes one month. Three courses of treatment constitute one cycle. If you meet me today, your life will be at risk. It’s a must, this disease was discovered in time, and it should be cured after taking medicine for three months.”

She really didn't deceive Li Shojing. She originally wanted to cheat him out of money yesterday, but she didn't expect to find something strange about his body today.

I just checked his pulse and discovered that he is indeed infected with tuberculosis. His symptoms are still in the first stage and there are no obvious symptoms in his body. Generally, doctors will treat him as ordinary asthma when diagnosing his pulse.

If it is delayed for another six months, it will reach the third stage. At that time, the entire chest will be infected, and hemoptysis will occur. By then, ordinary doctors can diagnose the disease by taking a pulse, but there is no cure.

Modern Western medicine mainly focuses on bactericidal treatment. The related drugs are very mature and the cure rate can reach 99%. However, this drug is extremely harmful to the liver and kidneys, so the best treatment is based on Western medicine. Traditional Chinese medicine protects the liver and kidneys.