Zhu Hongyu and Li Guangyuan followed, and the three of them walked towards another shack not far away.
The shack is not big, but it is not too small either. It can sleep at least ten people.
However, when Zhu Hongyu and the others opened the curtain and entered the shack, they found that the shack was empty.
Only in the corner, a young boy was lying curled up on a pile of hay, breathing weakly.
The young man looked to be at most sixteen or seventeen years old, even younger than Zhu Hongyu.
His skin was also tanned by the sun, and his complexion showed an abnormal blue-gray color due to the pain.
The air in the shack was foul, with a sour smell mixed with the smell of sweat, smelly feet, and excrement.
The smell is much more pungent than that in Zhu Hongyu's shack.
Zhu Hongyu frowned subconsciously, covered his mouth and nose with his hands, and asked Master Shi next to him.
"Why is there only one person in the shack?"
Master Shi's thoughts were all focused on his son, and he answered with his eyes full of love.
"My son is infected with dysentery. My brothers are afraid that they will be infected by the disease, so they have not returned to the shack in the past few days."
Zhu Hongyu nodded.
Just by looking at it from a distance, he could be sure that Mr. Shi didn't lie to him.
Because this kind of sick appearance cannot be faked!
After hearing what Mr. Shi said, Li Guangyuan's expression suddenly changed, and he pulled Zhu Hongyu to leave.
"Brother Yu, let's go quickly, dysentery will be contagious."
Zhu Hongyu was pulled outside the shack by Li Guangyuan.
But the two of them did not leave. Instead, they stood outside the shack and said to Master Shi inside the shack.
"Come out and talk, I have something to ask you!"
Master Shi looked back at his son, then walked out of the shack, came to Zhu Hongyu, and asked.
"Little brother, if you need anything, just ask me."
"Keep your word. Spare me once. I, Shi Yongxin, will not be a villain who breaks my promise."
But to Master Shi's expectation, Zhu Hongyu shook his head, looked directly at Master Shi and asked.
"Want to save your son?"
Shi Yongxin looked ugly when he heard this, and asked with some expectation.
"Little brother, can you save my son?"
His son had dysentery, which was not strictly a serious illness, but in Manila, dysentery was a terminal illness!
Because the doctors in Manila are all Western medicine, and the level of Western medicine in this era is still at the stage where whether a disease can be cured or not depends entirely on God's face.
If you expect Western medicine to cure your disease, you might as well just wait to die. At least you can die happily that way!
Therefore, in Manila, if Shi Yongxin wants to save his son, the possibility is almost impossible.
Zhu Hongyu nodded and said.
"I can save your son, but I can't save him in the mine."
Zhu Hongyu knows how to treat dysentery.
The method is very simple, that is allicin.
The preparation of allicin is not complicated, but it has miraculous effects on dysentery. As long as we can leave the mine, saving Shi Yongxin's son will not be a problem!
When Shi Yongxin heard this, the expression on his face seemed to be one of hope mixed with fear.
"But...but we can't live without the mine! Even at night, there are overseers watching over us."
Zhu Hongyu stared directly at Shi Yongxin and said.
"If the supervisor doesn't let you save your son, why don't you do it?"
"Are you going to watch your son die without daring to stand up and resist for your son's sake?"
"You are such a good father! Ah!"
Zhu Hongyu's words were sarcastic, and he deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the word "good father".
Shi Yong clenched his fist with strength, as if he had made up his mind, and spoke firmly.
"Isn't it just to start an uprising and kill the supervisor? If I can really save my son, I will give up my life and follow you, little brother!"
"My life is worthless. Apart from my son, I have nothing I can't bear to part with!"
Zhu Hongyu chuckled.
"Believe me, your son still has a chance to survive. If you don't believe me, your son will die!"
"Besides trusting me, do you have any other choice?"
Then, he spoke firmly, pointing to his head.
"Of course, I don't need to lie to you. The way to save your son is in my head!"
"As long as you leave the mine, I can rescue your son!"
"My surname is Zhu, the name of Zhu Yuanzhang, Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty!"
"My ancestors are from the royal family of the King of Chu. This method was obtained by my father from the imperial physician in the King of Chu's palace when he was in Wuchang. It is a prescription for treating dysentery in the palace. It is absolutely effective."
Zhu Hongyu wanted to use his status as a member of the Ming Dynasty clan to add a halo to himself and add credibility to his words.
Li Guangyuan saw Zhu Hongyu say this, and also spoke to help.
"When I was a kid, I saw Brother Yu's clan jade plaque and genealogy!"
The two families have been neighbors for many years, and Li Guangyuan has seen the genealogy and jade tablets of the Ming Dynasty clan at Zhu Hongyu's home several times.