Chapter 174 Worried about her plotting against Yu Yang?
Chapter 174 Are you worried that she is plotting against Yu Yang?
Author: Mu Yan Hua Lou
After half a month, Zhang Xiaoying and Pei Zhaolin visited the affected areas.
While the plague was under control, the fame of Zhang Xiaoying and Pei Zhaolin also spread. Many people knew that there was a miraculous doctor named Zhang Xiaoying in Guangxing County who was extremely skilled in medicine.
Admittedly, not every doctor and common people Zhang Xiaoying met were as reasonable as those in the first town.
It's just that Zhang Xiaoying doesn't have the same experience as them.
If it was really excessive, Zhang Xiaoying would ignore it.
If they like it, treat them; if they don't, they will be punished and let the government isolate them.
When Zhang Xiaoying controlled the epidemic in the first town, the local government knew of her existence. Later, they fully supported Zhang Xiaoying.
After all, when natural disasters are accompanied by plagues, unrest is easy to occur. It will be the local officials who will be held accountable, and they will definitely not act foolishly when someone is helping them.
Thanks to the fact that most doctors and people believed in Zhang Xiaoying and were willing to cooperate with her, everything went smoothly.
However, both Zhang Xiaoying and Pei Zhaolin lost weight.
The two of them hadn't had a good night's sleep in the past half month, and they often couldn't even take care of food.
Pei Zhaolin also learned many valuable experiences during this period.
However, Pei Zhaolin was also a little jealous.
"Master, tell me how many more students you have? Am I still your favorite disciple? Do you always stay awake to teach those people? But some people have looked down on you from the beginning!"
Zhang Xiaoying smiled and said: "I don't want to teach him, but in my opinion, medical skills should be carried forward, just like I accepted you as my disciple. Ah Lin, I don't want you to learn medicine from me.
After the operation, these medical skills will belong to your Pei family in the future!"
Pei Zhaolin subconsciously wanted to say no, but Zhang Xiaoying didn't give him a chance.
"You were born in a big family since you were a child. Even if you are studying medicine, I am afraid you have truly understood how difficult it is for poor people to get sick. You will not be the only disciples I accept, and there will be more in the future."
"Master, my thoughts are the same as yours. I don't like the Pei family's family rules either. I know you won't just accept us as disciples. I also promised Master that one day when I can become Master's patron, I will definitely make Master gain success."
Get what you want!"
"Alin, this plague is actually within a controllable range. If you had really seen a plague with corpses everywhere, you would know how insignificant our medical skills are."
"Have you seen Master?"
"No, but I've heard of it."
Throughout history, countless humans have died from plagues.
Humans in the last days have evolved, but viruses will also evolve with them. Humans and viruses have always coexisted.
However, it is also possible that one day in the future, humans will completely defeat the virus, or the virus will completely defeat humans, but she will not be able to see it.
"I will work hard. The ideal that Master cannot fulfill, as well as apprentices, disciples, and many others who come after me, will one day achieve what Master wishes." Pei Zhaolin assured Zhang Xiaoying.
Pei Zhaolin also followed Zhang Xiaoying, and was influenced by Zhang Xiaoying. He increasingly felt that the Pei family's family rules were too rigid and a bit unhuman.
"Then you have to work harder. Your master's medical skills cannot be learned in a short time." Zhang Xiaoying patted his shoulder, "After so many days of work, it's time to take a rest. The court has already arranged for the victims.
The plague has finally calmed down, so have a good sleep!"
Zhang Xiaoying is also tired.
Even if he is a person with super powers, he has not had a good rest for more than half a month. It is strange that he can be energetic.
Now she just wants to find a quiet place and sleep in the dark!
"Then I won't disturb Master. Let's wait until Master wakes up and check my homework!" Pei Zhaolin backed out of Zhang Xiaoying's room and closed the door for her.
Zhang Xiaoying glanced at the thick manuscript on the table, shook her head with a chuckle, and picked it up to read.
This was the homework assigned by Zhang Xiaoying to Pei Zhaolin before departure, asking Pei Zhaolin to make a good summary of the plague.
Zhang Xiaoying never taught him how to write, but he wrote in great detail how to deal with the plague starting from its origin.
Zhang Xiaoying circled some errors and omissions.
In fact, it is not a mistake for Pei Zhaolin, because those involve the scope of modern medicine of later generations, and Pei Zhaolin has not been exposed to it. It is correct based on the dialectical theory of this era.
After reviewing and revising, Zhang Xiaoying was finally able to lie down and have a good rest.
Zhang Xiaoying slept the whole day.
When I woke up, I felt refreshed and rejuvenated.
Zhang Xiaoying got up and found someone talking outside the door. After listening carefully, she realized that it was the imperial envoy who had also come this time and wanted to see Zhang Xiaoying.
Pei Zhaolin stood guard outside the door and did not allow anyone to disturb Zhang Xiaoying, not even the imperial envoy.
He had a very good relationship with Yu Yang, and the imperial envoy did not dare to offend him easily. He sent people back and forth three times to invite Zhang Xiaoying, but Pei Zhaolin stopped him every time.
"Alin, I've woken up. Just ask them to wait for a moment. I'll wash up and come out." Zhang Xiaoying said to the outside in a loud voice.
"Okay Master!" Pei Zhaolin agreed immediately.
Zhang Xiaoying organized herself as quickly as possible and came out.
"Master, are you hungry? I've prepared dinner, shall we go and eat first?" After a pause, Pei Zhaolin looked at the officer, "It's not too late, right?"
"Yes, yes, yes, Doctor Zhang, you have your meal first," the official said hurriedly.
"Well, I'll do it as soon as possible." After saying that, Zhang Xiaoying went to have dinner with Pei Zhaolin.
A quarter of an hour later, Zhang Xiaoying got on the carriage and headed to the post house.
The person sent by the imperial court to provide relief this time was Qiu Shiyong, the Minister of Rites.
It was already late at night, and Qiu Shiyong had not rested yet and was still dealing with official duties.
His subordinate informed Zhang Xiaoying that he was here, and Qiu Shiyong put down his official duties and came out to see Zhang Xiaoying.
"A civilian woman has met Qiu Shangshu."
"Doctor Zhang and Mr. Pei don't need to be polite. Thanks to their superb medical skills during this flood, the people were saved from the plague. Qiu thanked them both for their generosity."
After being polite, Qiu Shiyong got straight to the point.
"To be honest, I invited Dr. Zhang here this time because of the entrustment of Mr. Yu. Mr. Yu is very grateful to Dr. Zhang for saving Miss A Qian, but Mr. Yu hopes that Dr. Zhang can persuade Mr. Yu to go back. Mr. Yu misses his son very much. I believe
Dr. Zhang can also understand Mr. Yu’s love for his son."
Zhang Xiaoying had guessed before that Qiu Shiyong invited her here because of Yu Yang's father.
Sure enough.
That person is probably worried that she is plotting against Yu Yang!
"Ayang is just learning medicine from the women. As for other things, the women can't teach them much. Mr. Yu is a smart man. When he feels that there is nothing worth learning from the women, he will naturally leave."
"Master Yu can satisfy you whatever you want. There is only one thing you need to do, let Mr. Yu return to Beijing."
Pei Zhaolin frowned slightly and stepped forward to speak, but was stopped by Zhang Xiaoying.
Zhang Xiaoying chuckled and said: "Why does Master Shangshu think that a civilian woman has the ability to persuade Ayang? Mr. Yu should know Ayang's temperament better than a civilian woman. What a civilian woman wants is nothing more than to let her children have food and clothing, be safe and happy.
