Medical Doctor Travels Through Time to Train the Prince to Become a Wife-Controlled

After receiving the things left by his senior brother, Meng Zhenzhen went into the space to conduct experiments.

I found that the groundwater was indeed polluted. Fortunately, all the medicine I took today was dripped with spiritual spring water, which should be able to alleviate some of the symptoms.

Meng Zhenzhen shouted to the outside of the door, "Tian Er, Meng Yan, both of you come in."

When the two men entered the room, they saw the young lady frowning and taking out a few bottles of water from her bag.

"The potion in here is the key to curing the plague. The red bottle is for pouring into the water source in Jiaocheng, the blue bottle is for pouring into several major wells, and the white one is for pouring into the water for our inn."

Then he pointed to a packet of detoxifying powder next to him and said, "This is the detoxifying powder I developed before. You need to sprinkle it all into the water source channel. This way you can solve the problem at the root."

The two of them went out the window to do their business. Meng Zhenzhen looked out the window, hoping that everything would go well. She wanted to see who was behind this.

next day

There were more patients at the door of the inn, many of them were seriously ill and were almost out of breath.

A child knelt at Meng Zhenzhen's feet, but was pushed away by the yamen runner and fell to the ground. Meng Zhenzhen kicked the child aside, stared at him and questioned, "What are you doing? He is a child, not an object."

Meng Zhenzhen helped the child up and asked in a low voice, "Were you looking for me just now?"

The child cried loudly, kneeling on the ground and not getting up, just kowtowed, "Sister, please save my mother, she has been ill for more than 20 days, she is almost dying."

Meng Zhenzhen was shocked. More than 20 days, wasn't this when the epidemic just started? Then the child's mother was probably one of the first batch of people.

He picked up the medicine box, dragged the child and ran towards home, "Come on, take me to find your mother quickly, it's too late to save her."

Seeing that the child was having trouble keeping up, she said, "Pingwan, take the child with you."

The three men ran for a quarter of an hour before they found the patient in a small courtyard. After taking his pulse, Meng Zhenzhen found that the patient could still be saved. He was really lucky.

He quickly gave her a drop of spiritual spring water and started to boil medicine on the spot, "Little friend, is it just you and your mother at home?"

The child pointed to the room next to him and said, "Father and others live over there, but they haven't come out for a long time. Mother won't let me get close to them."

Meng Zhenzhen walked over and found that it was already smelly. No wonder the yard smelled so strong.

She turned the child away, fearing that he would see such a cruel scene. "Go and make medicine for mother. I'll be there in a moment."

Meng Zhenzhen discovered that these people were different from the others. Their skin did not ulcerate when they died, but there was a strong stench and there was something in their blood.

But now she is not suitable for investigation, so she can only melt the body, otherwise the epidemic will be aggravated. She opens the window of the room and gets some fresh air.

After the woman on the bed drank the medicine, her complexion improved a little. She opened her eyes and found a stranger in her house. She nervously wanted to find her child, "Xiaobao, where are you?"

Xiaobao ran in from outside, looking very surprised, "Mom, you finally woke up. It was this sister who saved you. She is a very good doctor."

The woman on the bed's face flickered for a few times, revealing an awkward smile, "Girl, please leave quickly. Don't stay in Ancheng. You can't save the people here."

Meng Zhenzhen felt that she knew something, and asked, "Sister, do you know something? Can you tell us?"

Xiaobao's mother hugged Xiaobao and shrank back into the bed. She didn't know if she was scared or something, but she kept shaking her head and couldn't help murmuring.

"I really don't know how to put it. It's such a sin!"

“That person gave me 100 taels of silver and asked me to give candies to several children. I thought it was a great idea, so I agreed.

But those children became ill and died a few days after eating the candy. I was very nervous and didn’t dare to tell anyone, but I didn’t expect that my family members were also infected. In the end, I became like this. This is retribution.”

After listening to it, Meng Zhenzhen understood the whole story. It seemed that there was really someone manipulating all this behind the scenes.

"Then you remember the person's appearance, or what kind of clothes, shoes, accessories, the smell of the person, and the accent."

Xiao Bao's mother pondered for a long time before she remembered something, her eyes widened, "Oh, I remember the Buddhist beads on his wrist. His accent was a bit like the one in Shengjing City, very strong, and the fabric of his clothes was very rare. I haven't seen it in the whole Jiaocheng."

"How do you know the fabric is rare?"

The woman on the bed lowered her head in embarrassment. "I usually make a living by embroidery. I can tell from the patterns on it that they are not from ordinary people's homes."

Such a result made Meng Zhenzhen's scalp tingle. Could it be that some bad guy in the palace came up with this bad idea?

She didn't dare to think any further. If the situation got out of control, not only Jiaocheng, but all the surrounding towns would fall into panic.

"Let Xiaobao take you to the inn to get medicine three times a day, and you will be able to survive. Don't be greedy for money in the future. Poverty and wealth are all determined by fate."

Xiaobao's mother knelt on the bed and cried loudly, pulling Xiaobao to kowtow, "Thank you, my dear. If it weren't for you, I would really die with regrets. Xiaobao would not have survived alone."

On the way back, Meng Zhenzhen kept wondering who was in the palace?

Ping Wan saw that the young lady had not spoken and thought she was angry, "Young lady, what's wrong with you?"

She shook her head. "It's okay. I was just wondering who the murderer could be."

Ping Wan thought about the current situation in Shengjing City and counted on her fingers, "The Eighth Prince is in Jiaocheng, the Second Prince is imprisoned, the Third Prince and the Crown Prince are in Shengjing City, and the Fifth Prince has been traveling outside and didn't even come back for the Queen Mother's birthday."

Meng Zhenzhen seemed to remember something, but also seemed to have forgotten it. "Ping Wan, do you think there is really a prince who doesn't love power?"

Ping Wan thought about it and gave her answer with a hint of sarcasm on her lips.

"It's true that I love you. In the past, I have seen several princes frame you today, assassinate you tomorrow, and even plant people in the military camp just for a little power. I have seen it a lot.

If he really doesn't love power, then it can only be said that he must have a bigger plan."

Meng Zhenzhen seemed to have grasped something, and held Ping Wan's hand tightly, "What was your last sentence?"

Ping Wan was shocked and repeated, "If he really doesn't love power, then he must have a bigger plan."

Meng Zhenzhen ran back to the inn and took out the map given to her by the county government. A terrible guess formed in her mind.