Magical Medicine in ancient times

The night sky shrouded the earth in darkness, as if everything had returned to chaos, silent.

The closed vermilion door creaked and was gently pushed open by the attendants. The imperial guards walked steadily and quickly, entered the hall without looking sideways, and held the secret letter high above their heads.

De'an stepped forward to receive the letter, bowed and presented it to the emperor.

Cang Zhao's face sank like water, he took the letter and tore off the ink pad, unfolding the letter.The downcast eyes only looked at a few lines, the black pupils suddenly constricted, and the veins on the forehead bulged.

He quickly read the entire letter, only to feel a wave of anger rushing straight into his heart, followed by a trace of imperceptible panic!

It turned out to be pimple plague!

This plague is appalling, and no one knows it.

In the last years of the previous dynasty, Emperor Xuanmo was fatuous and immoral, which caused the sky to be angry and the people to complain.After three years of severe drought, the pimple plague was rampant, the river was full of corpses, the fields were covered with bones, and there was a lot of mourning.

Afterwards, although Emperor Xuanmo issued an edict of sin against himself and prayed to God, the plague did not stop, the dead continued to follow, and the mourning was everywhere.

The ancestors of the Meiji era marched into Beijing. There was no one in the city during the day, and weeping at night.When the ancestors broke into the palace, Emperor Xuanmo had already died of illness, and his death was miserable and terrible.

Everyone said that this was the loss of the Son of Heaven's virtue, and God was furious and punished him.

But why?

The pimple plague, which had disappeared for hundreds of years, reappeared in the world.

Since he took the throne, he has worked hard and never let up for a moment.Now that the country is peaceful and the people are peaceful, and the people live and work in peace and contentment, why did God suddenly send such a punishment?

Could it be that the centuries-old foundation of the Yong Dynasty is about to be ruined in his hands?

No, he would never allow it!

He will never become a king of subjugation like the notorious Emperor Xuanmo!

The emperor's complexion became more and more ugly, and he felt a splitting headache, as if countless hands were tearing his nerves.

"Bastards! You bastards! These bastards!"

Cang Zhao, in excruciating pain, swept all the things on the table, and the memorials on the table fell to the ground with crackling crackles.

The cups smashed to pieces on the ground, and the sound of porcelain shattering was sharp and piercing, like a sharp sword cutting the heartstrings of everyone in the hall.

"Your Majesty calm down..."

De'an and his attendants knelt down in horror and prostrated themselves on the ground, and the hall was eerily quiet for a moment.

They didn't know what was said in the secret letter, but they knew that the situation must be extremely serious, otherwise why would His Majesty be so furious!

Cang Zhao vented his anger, and quickly calmed down again.

He put one hand on his forehead and massaged it, his eyes were closed tightly, and a crease in the middle of his brow was deeply raised.

Then, he slowly opened a pair of deep eyes.

"Come here, let the Prime Minister Qi Wen, Shang Shuling Du Hai, and Feng Hui, the head of the Supreme Hospital!"

The emperor's icy voice broke the silence.

The candlelight in the hall hit his resolute face, and the straight bridge of the nose cast a shadow, making his face even more gloomy, and he dared not look directly.

"Yes!"

The guards took the order and quickly withdrew, and the hall once again returned to tranquility.

De'an was still kneeling on the ground, cold sweat sliding down his neckline along his gray temples.

"De'an, what do you think of me as the emperor?"

De'an didn't dare to show his anger, and knocked his head three times.Douyin said: "Your Majesty is trying to rule the country at night, and loving the people like a child, is really the most holy and brightest!"

The emperor stared at him for a long time, his eyes were like a bottomless pool of water, and there was an indistinct look in his eyes.

That's right!He is the rightful emperor!It is the Ninth Five-Year Supreme of the Great Yong Dynasty!

Even if it is a plague, it can't be helped!

He must not let the plague spread and ruin his country.

Cang Zhao said slowly: "Get up!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" De'an heaved a sigh of relief. He stood up on his legs that were as soft as noodles, and stepped aside.

Dark night enveloped the entire capital city. The night was very deep and quiet, and the criss-crossing streets of Kyoto were completely silent.

At a dark street corner, a vigorous wild cat passed quickly, leaving only a fleeting black shadow.

Under the hazy moonlight, there was only the figure of the eunuch passing by in a hurry, and the sound of hurried footsteps resounded in the deserted street.

The night wind was blowing, and the high cold moon disappeared into the clouds at some point.Only bits and pieces of stars shimmering.

Before the wide-open palace gate, two exquisite and luxurious carriages stopped one after another.

Qi Wen, Du Hai and the two of them jumped out of the carriage with the help of the servants while holding their official caps, their gazes were facing each other, and they both saw surprise in each other's eyes!

Then the two felt tense, in the middle of the night, His Majesty suddenly summoned them at the same time, what's the matter?

Could it be Frontier Express?

But there are generals guarding the frontier!Cangsu has a great reputation, and the barbarians on the frontier are deeply afraid. Although there are occasional small moves in recent years, they are not serious.

The hearts of both of them couldn't help but lift up, full of worries.

Could it be that something happened to General Zhen Guo?

Then, another carriage came quickly from a distance and stopped firmly in front of the palace gate.

The curtain of the car was lifted, and Feng Hui, the head of the Imperial Hospital, came down from the inside.

This?

Why is the head of the Imperial Hospital here?

Qi Wen and Du Hai were even more puzzled. The three of them looked solemn and didn't say much. They just hurried to the Xuanshi Hall hand in hand.

The Xuanshi Hall was brightly lit, and it stayed on all night. The eunuch guarding the door straightened his back, kept his eyes straight, and did not dare to be distracted at all.

Until the rooster crowed, a ray of morning light tore through the darkness and awakened the palaces and palaces that had slept all night.

The door of Xuanshi Hall, which had been closed for a whole night, was slowly opened. Qi Wen, Du Hai and the two came out from inside with tired faces.

The two pairs of bloodshot eyes looked at each other, and they couldn't help sighing heavily, this world is going to be chaotic!

The sun is rising, and the glazed tiles are shining brightly and dazzlingly under the dazzling sunlight.

In the early morning, the capital city is bustling with people, and the golden sunlight flows between the green tiles and red walls.

They don't know how anxious the emperor is inside the high red wall.

The sun was scorching, the sky was blue without a cloud, and the hot air steamed the trees and grass on both sides.

Rows of carriages loaded with medicinal herbs came out of the capital and staggered along the hot official road.

This is the medicinal material that the emperor ordered the Imperial Medical Bureau to send to Yongning Mansion to treat the plague.

Escorted by [-] armored soldiers, ten imperial physicians from the Imperial Medical Bureau went together to fight the plague and treat the people with all their strength.

The plague must not be allowed to spread!

In Ganjiu Town, the patients in Jiminfang have recovered and returned home one after another. Only a few patients with serious illnesses are still there, being taken care of by Dr. Gong and the others.

Zhou Jin went over to treat them again, and they all recovered well. I believe they will all recover in a day or two.

Zhou Jin felt completely relieved, the plague was finally over, but luckily the people did not suffer too much loss.

Everything is slowly getting better.

The osmanthus trees still stand out in the yard, and the huge canopy is like a canopy covering the sky above the yard, keeping the hot sun out, and the faint fragrance lingers in the air, making people feel refreshed.

He suddenly remembered the silver zhicao that he had planted in the yard before. He was so busy during this period that he almost forgot about this important matter.

He immediately went to the place where the silver fungus grass was planted before, and his eyes lit up, and it actually grew!

Inside a circle of rough fences, an umbrella cover the size of a baby's fist stood there quietly. The whole body was silver and white, exquisite and exquisite, as beautiful as an elf in a fantasy dream.

Zhou Jin couldn't help but gasp in admiration, as expected of a rare species at the 3S level of the system, this appearance alone is absolutely extraordinary, not to mention its medicinal value!

He cautiously stretched out his fingers and touched them lightly, the tentacles were smooth and warm.

Zhou Jin loved it so much, he squatted there and watched it carefully for a while, but soon, it became more and more awkward.

He frowned, and shifted his gaze to the circle of branches.

This is the temporary fence he randomly built on the ground with dead branches to protect the seeds. It is very rough and rough.

Looking at his masterpiece, Zhou Jin felt shy. At the time, he thought it didn't matter, but now it is unsightly compared with the jade-like Silver Zhicao.

No, he has to get a more refined fence!

No. 01 was speechless, "The host, isn't it just a dispensable fence, why bother! Isn't this all right?"

Zhou Jin pursed his lips, "What do you know? What a hot eye! These few branches inserted here have destroyed the beauty of the silver fungus grass! It's too disharmonious!"

At least not so sloppy!

Zhou Jin glanced at the crooked branches again with disgust.

number 01:……

All right, as long as you are happy!

Then he seemed to suddenly think of something again, worried: "Tongtong, you said that the osmanthus tree grows so big, will it affect the silver lucidum grass? You see, the sun has been completely blocked by him."

"Host, don't worry, Silver Zhicao likes shade and water, and this laurel tree here is just right for the growth of Silver Zhicao!"

Once Zhou Jin heard it, he didn't worry about it anymore!

He got up, intending to weave a more delicate fence again.

"Master, Master Lin is here!"

Gouzi ran to the gate of the courtyard, looked at Zhou Jin and shouted.

"Okay! I'm coming!"

Zhou Jin responded and followed to the lobby.

A row of tall and straight soldiers stood outside the gate.

A gallant horse is waiting by the side.

Lin Ke stood at the door, looking at something.

"Master Lin, what is this?"

Lin Ke turned around, "Doctor Zhou, I'm here to say goodbye to you. Now that the plague in the town is over, I should go too!"

Zhou Jin was a little surprised. This Master Lin has always had a stern face, and he was only a nod acquaintance with him. He didn't expect to come here to bid him farewell?

Zhou Jin clasped his hands and said, "Master Lin! Thank you so much for coming so far to help me this time! Please forgive me for sending me so far away."

Lin Ke nodded, said nothing to Zhou Jin's indifference, turned around and walked out the door.

He got on his horse and took a deep look at Zhou Jin against the glaring sunlight.

In the past few days, he has been watching silently from the sidelines. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that a plague had passed away so quietly.

But the fact is so, even if it is unbelievable, you have to believe it!

Dr. Zhou's wonderful medical skills are shocking!

When he returns to Beijing this time, he must report this matter to His Majesty. A talent like Dr. Zhou cannot be buried in this remote place.

"Doctor Zhou! Is Doctor Zhou there?"

Suddenly, a figure rushed over in a hurry, full of heat.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Jin reached out to support him.

"Doctor Zhou, go to the Liu Mansion quickly! My wife is dying of the plague!" The servants of the Liu Mansion were sweating profusely, panting like a cow, and yelled when they saw Zhou Jin.

As soon as these words came out, everyone present turned pale with shock.

Isn't the plague over?

Lin Ke looked over suddenly, his hand holding the rein tightened, and his sharp eyebrows were pressed down fiercely.

Zhou Jin was startled, "How is it possible?"

"It's true, Dr. Zhou! Ma'am, she drank your medicine, but she hasn't recovered yet! It's almost gone now! Go and have a look!"

Zhou Jin frowned, and he suddenly remembered that Mrs. Liu did not seem to be injected with antigenic factors when he was in Liu's mansion.

Could it be that Mrs. Liu is only relying on Baidu powder these days?

This is not good, I'm afraid that the effect of Baidu powder has passed, and the bacillus plague will come back, her body will definitely collapse!

Zhou Jin's face was ugly, why did she miss her!