Time-traveling Famous Doctors Are Hard to Find

Xiao Yuchun seemed to have just been fished out of the water, Song Mingzhe pushed him away from him with a little disgust, frowning.

"You ran here in the rain?" Xiao Yuchun couldn't hold back the smile on his lips, and said to his heart that you don't think I'm embarrassed, you are all over the floor with chopsticks looking for earthworms to suck up noodles, if I didn't stop you I ate a pot.

As soon as his eyes touched Song Mingzhe's peach blossom eyes, Xiao Yuchun's heart softened, "Well, it's raining a little bit harder, I didn't notice it, does your head still hurt?"

"Oops," Song Mingzhe whimpered softly, before he realized that he had a splitting headache, "Am I drunk for a thousand days? Yesterday was early autumn, and today is late autumn?"

Xiao Yuchun saw that he spoke clearly and thought clearly, and was overjoyed in his heart. Then he thought about it, and when he remembered the tragedy of the Song family, he changed the subject, "Isn't it you and Master Lu who are close friends when they drink a thousand cups of wine? There are too many things, there are many things these days, you can stay in the mansion and help me first." With a few words, Song Mingzhe's plan to go home was postponed.

All along, it was Song Mingzhe who sought Xiao Yuchun's help. The little prince seldom entrusted Song Mingzhe with serious matters. Song Mingzhe had already been as big as a drum under the thought education of how the little prince took 24 filial piety to take care of himself.Hearing that the little prince wanted to lend a helping hand to him, he immediately nodded and agreed as if smashing garlic.

"Cheng Chengcheng, please speak up if you have something to do." Song Mingzhe put on a long-lost dogleg look, thinking in his heart, just don't ask me to pay back this huge amount of accommodation fees, let's open a small broken hospital. It takes seventy or eighty years without shaking hands to pay off the money.

Xiao Yuchun's face that had been stiff for the past few days suddenly softened a lot, he winked at the servant, and sat on the side of the bed holding Song Mingzhe's hand, "You don't know how terrible it is for you to become drunk, and Xifeng's hand I have been gnawed by you as a pig's trotter many times, and even Wen Yuan dare not approach you."

"Is it so scary?" Song Mingzhe suddenly felt guilty. He had always regarded himself as the type who was gentle and not drunk, and was worried about his gaffe, but he didn't know that Xiao Yuchun's few words made Song Mingzhe's stupid state lighten up. Take it lightly.

Sending off Xiao Yuchun who intends to stay overnight, Song Mingzhe heaved a sigh of relief, took out a small ball of paper from his sweaty palm, and unfolded it under the light. The crossed place is probably where there are guards. The weirdest part is not this picture, but the note next to it, "I am a red scarf!"

Could it be that there are other traversers?Song Mingzhe's pupils tightened suddenly, and he pondered for a while. According to Xiao Yuchun's current strength, even if he fled to the ends of the earth, he would be able to dig him out, so he should find another way. I don't know if I haven't gone back for so many days. Are you worried?

Xiao Yuchun didn't stay in the golden room to spend time with each other, but worked overtime on business. Really something big happened.Originally, autumn and winter alternated, and typhoid fever was often prevalent. It is also a tradition that rich and official households in the city often open medicine shops and porridge shops.But something is not quite right this year. First, a large number of residents in the west of the city were knocked down by typhoid fever, and even the soldiers who went to inquire were caught.Hao Fuqi is now in charge of law and order in Beijing, so he jumped up and down in a hurry, and almost kidnapped Shao Wenyuan to help him take the blame.

Fortunately, auspicious people have their own celestial features, and Hao Fuqi's luck has always been good. Before he could lay his hands on Shao Wenyuan in the future, a scholar risked his life to speak out.

This person's surname is Chen Mingyan, because his family is poor, so he lives in the suburbs, helping people look after the cemetery, and exchange a bowl of rice for food.He said that there were too many unnamed corpses thrown out of the city this autumn, and it was too late to restrain them. Some of them might have been thrown into the moat. The river had soared due to the rain a few days ago, and the dirty things from the riverbed might have come up. The typhoid fever in the west of the city was probably caused by Epidemic!

When Hao Fuqi heard this, he was shocked. The epidemic has always been an important matter that needs to be treated with caution.There are many examples of a city being destroyed by the epidemic, and many cities and villages have been sealed off to avoid greater casualties. Now that such a big thing has happened at the feet of the emperor, it can no longer be concealed and delayed.

Without further ado, Hao Fuqi thought that if he didn't use his brain, he would have someone else do it for him, so he dragged the scholar surnamed Chen to Duanwang's mansion, and explained the reason of the matter clearly.Xiao Yuchun's face was livid, the Holy Lord had just been enthroned, and he encountered a epidemic. If this tail was caught by the officials, the sons of the official family were still in the capital and hadn't left the capital yet.

Xiao Yuchun immediately called Hao Fu to clean up the moat outside the city first, and then sent people to mark out the areas infected with the epidemic, and the city's nighttime curfew was brought forward by one hour.

"Curfew?" Song Mingzhe, who wanted to go out and walk home to find someone with two sets of winter clothes, was stopped outside Duanwang's mansion, wrinkled his nose in discomfort, "Hasn't the city been cleaned up, is there anything else that needs to be done?" curfew?"

The servant is also a person with eyes. Knowing that someone Song entered and exited the Duan Palace as if he was in no one's land, he immediately poured out all the words he knew, "I heard that there is a epidemic in the west of the city. It has been surrounded, and now every household can’t go out without going out.”

Before he could react, Song Mingzhe ran while holding his hat, ahem, of course heading west, and met Hao Fuqi who was going to block the road halfway.

"Fu Qi, Fu Qi, take me all the way, and I'll go to the west of the city too!" Song Mingzhe regretted making demands on a heartless person.Hao Fu didn't stop on his horse. With a flick of his whip, he wrapped Song Mingzhe around his waist, hung on the horse's buttocks, and bumped all the way to the west of the city.When he put Song Mingzhe down, half of Song Mingzhe's life was about to die.

"Why, didn't you go to see the patient together? Why do you look so bad?" Hao Fuqi was also very concerned about Song Mingzhe.

Song Mingzhe forced himself to roll his eyes, and with the help of Hao Fuqi's arm, he barely stood up straight, "Take me to see the patient."

"The symptoms were similar to those of typhoid fever at first, with fatigue all over the body, gradually swollen head and face, difficulty opening eyes, inflamed throat, and weak breathing. If it progresses to this point, it is basically close to death." The doctor in the isolation area and Hao Fuqi explained the condition. , "It's not that we didn't pay attention, but this disease has never been seen before in ancient books. Everyone says it's big head plague. There is no cure. We can only wait for death. We have nothing to do!"

Song Mingzhe leaned next to Hao Fuqi, his face was more serious than ever, 30 years ago was also a plague, which claimed countless lives, and his grandfather would cry when talking about that disaster after so many years.At present, there is an epidemic in the capital, and if the foundation of the main beam is not handled properly, more than half of it will collapse.

"I have reported the epidemic to the Holy Majesty, and it will not be controlled within three days. Most of the west of the city will not be able to escape a fire." Xiao Yuchun thought about the innocent people, and his tone was a bit unbearable, and his eyes were dim.

Xifeng pursed his lips, "Master, Mr. Song seems to have followed General Hao to the epidemic area..."

"What!" Xiao Yuchun jumped up on the spot, "Nonsense! It's a matter of life and death, how can it be such a joke, I didn't pull him back from the gate of hell again and again, it wasn't up to him to toss about it!"

Regardless of Hao Fuqi's obstruction, Song Mingzhe came to the patient's room to take the pulse himself, "If even the doctor dare not approach, what hope do these people have." Song Mingzhe's attitude was firm, and Hao Fuqi had nothing to say.

What Song Mingzhe was thinking about was a massacre, how many medical staff fell in their posts, they were also other people's parents, husbands, wives, and children, and when they signed up to participate in the treatment of *patients, everyone rushed to be the first.

"Heaven and man are one, qi and qi are interlinked, the upper body has the weather, the lower body has the earth's qi, the evil enters the heart and lungs, the evil poison attacks upward, and the diarrhea can only relieve the stomach heat. How can the upper body's evil poison be solved?"

Song Mingzhe, along with several other doctors in charge, held the ancient books and thought hard. For the strange diseases not recorded in the books, he could only prescribe the medicine himself.

"Young Master Song, my lord invites you back to the mansion." Xifeng led a large group of people and surrounded the hut for treatment.Song Mingzhe looked up at the densely raised torches in the team behind Xifeng, "I know how you plan to deal with it. There is a catastrophe in heaven, and I will not leave here."

"Then don't blame me for being rude." Xifeng raised Song Mingzhe without even moving his eyebrows, and was about to take him away.

"Let me try again. With so many lives lost, I want to try again." Song Mingzhe pleaded softly in a low voice, Xifeng's arm suddenly tightened, and the tentacles Song Mingzhe's ribs were clearly defined, and his whole body didn't have much weight .

"Okay, just one night, we'll wait outside." Xifeng turned around and led his people to guard outside.

Song Mingzhe acted as if no one was there, and read half of the medical books, "Let's take a look again, do you have any ideas?" Several doctors around him who had heard that the defenders were going to burn the city and were about to run away moved their feet, and finally sat down. went back.Song Mingzhe stayed up all night, holding the book in his arms in a daze. He got a prescription while half asleep and half awake. When he was about to wake up in the morning, he suddenly woke up and quickly copied it down.

"The prescription uses Coptis chinensis bitter cold, purging the evil heat of the heart meridian, using Scutellaria baicalensis bitter cold, purging the evil heat of the lung meridian, and half of each of the two medicines is the monarch medicine, using orange red bitter flat, scrophulariaceae bitter cold, raw licorice sweet cold, and the three flavors each two qian Purging fire and invigorating qi as ministerial medicine, forsythia, rat sticky seed, mint leaves are bitter and pungent, isatis root is bitter and cold, puffball, white stiff silkworm are bitter and flat, the upper six flavors are used for swelling and disinfection, Dingchuan is an adjuvant medicine, and the first five flavors are [-] qian each Afterwards, we need to stir-fry white silkworm for [-]%; use Cimicifuga for [-]% to enhance the Qi of Yangming Stomach Meridian; down."

After getting this prescription, Song Mingzhe unfolded the wet paper and let out a long sigh.The doctors around whispered, "Try it, if it doesn't work..." Everyone understood the unfinished meaning of the words, and immediately prepared to grab the medicine and decoct it quickly.

Song Mingzhe forced himself to look at Xifeng, "It's already dawn, why don't you wait another day?" He salivated and bargained with Xifeng, Xifeng asked someone to inform Duanwang's mansion separately with a gloomy face, and stood opposite Song Mingzhe in a daze Practice eye contact skills.

A buzzing mosquito danced lazily in the last warm autumn sun, and finally landed on the tip of Song Mingzhe's nose.Song Mingzhe pursed his mouth and exhaled, trying to blow the mosquito away.

"It works! The medicine works! The patient is awake!" His colleagues stumbled forward to report the good news. Song Mingzhe sat down on the ground, and finally he didn't have to fight Xifeng to death.Xifeng also breathed a sigh of relief, he finally didn't need to be a knife for murder and arson.

It is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice. Now that she has a prescription, it is like having rice in a pot. The whole epidemic treatment work is in order. Song Mingzhe has helped others before and after. From time to time, people can hear others pointing to him and introducing, "This is our miracle doctor here. It was he who saved the west of our city, and the prescription he prescribed cured the big head plague."

Song Mingzhe touched his feverish cheeks. Although it is every doctor's ultimate dream to be called a genius doctor, this day has really come, why is his old face a little embarrassed.

After getting busy for more than a month, at least the epidemic was brought under control. Basically, a few seriously ill patients recovered. The epidemic area distributed some preventive medicines, engraved the prescriptions on stone tablets for people to copy, and the last batch of packaged medicines. Xiao Yuchun, a busy man, came hand in hand with all kinds of medicinal materials.

"Tonight, the golden body of the Buddha statue was erected in Famen Temple, and there is just a Dharma meeting. You can go with me, and it can be regarded as a ritual ceremony for the people who died of the plague before." The reason given by Xiao Yuchun will always make you embarrassed to refuse, Just like every time he brought out delicious food, Song Mingzhe was reluctant to let it go.

"It's snowing." Song Mingzhe stretched out his hand to catch a few snowflakes falling from the sky.

"You're not in good health, so keep warm." Xiao Yuchun took off his snow fox fur-trimmed cloak and put it on for Song Mingzhe. The two stood on the hillside covered with thin snow, looking down at the brightly lit Famen Temple.

"Half a month ago, I asked someone to go home to bring me some things. They said that the Song family mansion had not been lived in for several months." Song Mingzhe suddenly chose a topic that Xiao Yuchun didn't want to mention the most. silence.

"I was thinking, I didn't have a hangover before, but a serious illness. I don't remember much about the illness. Every time I try to think about it, my brain hurts more and more. meeting,"

"Could it be that when I got sick, my family members..."

"It's not like this!" Xiao Yuchun pulled Song Mingzhe's body forcefully, and met his eyes. Song Mingzhe's face full of tears fell into Xiao Yuchun's eyes without warning. "I'll explain the things here to you slowly, trust me." He wanted to say the last three words loudly, but facing Song Mingzhe's haggard face, he lacked confidence.

"Let's go down to see the excitement, and ask for a lottery too." Xiao Yuchun took the palace lantern handed over by Xifeng, and walked across the snow first. Song Mingzhe wiped the cold tears from his face, and followed with red and swollen eyes.

"What's the explanation for this sign?" Xiao Yuchun took the sign and seriously asked a monk in front of him. The monk's nose was like a gall, his eyebrows were long, and his eyes were like stars with precious light. He knew that he was not an ordinary person.I saw the monk yawning, patting his round belly, and casually perfunctory the little prince, "There is no hindrance in the north, south, east, and west, and you can go straight to the sky. This is a lottery. You are a person with profound blessings," the scarlet monk said. While spitting out lotus flowers, he was bursting with joy at what Xiao Yuchun said, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Song Mingzhe with a pale face behind Xiao Yuchun, and stopped talking.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity—" he sighed twice, Xiao Yuchun answered when he saw this, "I don't know why the master said that?"

The head monk shook his head and said a few words incomprehensibly, "Come from everywhere, go everywhere, kill people and set fire to the golden belt, build bridges and build roads without bones."

Song Mingzhe's heart moved when he heard this, and he was about to pull the expert to ask a few more questions, but he didn't expect the expert to look unwilling to say more, seeing Xiao Yuchun's intention to leave, he hurriedly cleaned up the stall and left.

Song Mingzhe could only chew two sentences carefully, the more he thought about it, the more profound it became.

"Why don't we go through the main entrance?" Panting, Song Mingzhe followed Xiao Yuchun from the back mountain to the temple.

"The snow scene on the mountain behind Famen Temple is amazing. If the snow is heavier tonight, we can just enjoy the scenery." The enthusiastic Xiao Yuchun pulled Song Mingzhe up the mountain, and the grass and trees on both sides were gradually covered by snow, making it impossible to see clearly Some shapes.

Xiao Yuchun took Song Mingzhe's hand, and was about to give him some pointers, when suddenly figures appeared in the snowdrifts on both sides, and rushed towards them, the knife in his hand reflected the snow, shining brightly.

"Western Wind! West Wind!" Xiao Yuchun shouted loudly, the one in the lead stabbed him directly, and a big blood flower bloomed in the snow.

Xiao Yuchun encountered assassination attacks many times, but this time he was really afraid and his heart trembled.Song Mingzhe opened his arms to block himself, blood splashed on his chest, staining the pure white cloak he put on him red.

The guards and assassins of Xifeng who caught up with him were inseparable from each other, and Xiao Yuchun dragged Song Mingzhe out of the battle circle.

Song Mingzhe's originally pale face became even paler after losing too much blood. He struggled to say something, but he couldn't make a sound as he wriggled his lips.Xiao Yuchun tremblingly pressed Song Mingzhe's wound with his hands, and kept saying, "It's okay, it will be fine, I'll take you to the temple, blessed by the Buddha, you will be fine."

"Master, be careful!" Xifeng shouted loudly again, Xiao Yuchun saw that the situation was not good, picked up Song Mingzhe and carried it on his back, and staggered down the path towards Famen Temple.

"Song Mingzhe, you must not fall asleep, we will be there soon."

"Song Xi, wake up, let's talk."

Xiao Yuchun's face was icy cold, he couldn't tell whether it was the melting snow or his own tears, Song Mingzhe's voice became lower and lower behind him, there was only one or two very low squeaks, the place where the wound touched his back, the place where the wound touched his back, was completely covered with heat and humidity. It starts to cool down.

"Song Mingzhe, you dare to kill you in your sleep!" Xiao Yuchun was not far from Famen Temple, he could hear the sound of Buddha and smell the incense, but he couldn't feel any movement behind him.

Xiao Yuchun yelled loudly, something splashed out of his eye sockets, he turned Song Mingzhe over and put him on the ground, his frozen hands touched Song Mingzhe's neck, his hands were stained red with blood, reflecting the ground Silver and white, like a flower blooming in the snow.

Xiao Yuchun touched it repeatedly, holding his breath in his hand, and then touched it again, but he couldn't feel even a weak pulse.He froze, stopped where he was, and burst out laughing.

"Golden belt for murder and fire, no bones for building bridges and roads! Golden belt for killing and setting fire, no bones for building bridges and roads—" The laughter and the sound of fighting on the hillside were engulfed by the north wind and snow.

The vast expanse of white land is so quiet.