What does this have to do with me! Why bother with me!
This Lady Cheng!
Doctor Li snorted.
"Then what kind of medicine did Madam Cheng give?" He thought of something curious and asked hurriedly.
Mrs. Tong hurriedly waved her hand, and the concubine carefully held up a porcelain jar.
When I was called into the house today, apart from Tong Neihan on the door panel, there was only a jar of medicine, but Mrs. Cheng was already behind the tent.
After a few words were exchanged through the curtain, there was no sound.
They thanked them endlessly, but they were kicked out by the maid. It was said that Mrs. Cheng was exhausted.
"My lady's instructions are to take a pill every morning, mix it with warm wine, feed it, and then eat it," she said.
"Can you eat like this?" Doctor Li glared.
"When you can't eat, use warm water." Tong Jiaerlang added.
Doctor Li nodded and opened the porcelain jar. He saw a thick black paste inside that smelled slightly fishy. He stretched out his hand to pick up a little bit and put it into his mouth.
"Ucommia ulmoides?" He murmured, thought for a moment, and reached out again to dig some.
Mrs. Tong was a little reluctant to take it first.
"Sir, I'm afraid these medicines are rationed," she said.
And it’s also very expensive…
Doctor Li curled his lips, put what was left of his fingers into his mouth, ate and said goodbye. Before leaving the house, he looked back at Tong Neihan, who was sleeping on the couch.
Although it still seems very heavy at the moment, he will wake up in three days.
It’s really…
"Is it possible that there really is a magic formula?" He couldn't help but said to himself.
Just as the beautiful concubine of the Tong family said, although Dr. Li concluded twice recently that it was wrong to die, his ability to say that people's lives are safe has not been destroyed, so he accompanied Dr. Li out of the Tong family.
It was completely confirmed that his life was saved.
Suddenly, people turned to their backs in front of Zhou's house again.
But this time, it's not as easy to get in as before.
"No one in our family can come just by anyone's wishes." Mrs. Zhou stopped coughing and wheezing. She leaned on her desk and said, "Go and tell them that we are tired. If we want to see a doctor, we should go to another hospital."
Come again tomorrow."
When the maid spread the word, the people outside the door immediately dispersed, which made Mrs. Zhou stunned.
"Everyone is gone?" she asked as she sat up.
The servant girl nodded.
"You didn't say anything?" Mrs. Zhou asked in disbelief.
No one came to ask for her? Say a few nice words or something? If you say no, it means she is really gone? Please see her, ask for a diagnosis, please! What are you asking for?
"The Cheng family has a lot of rules. I dare not disobey them."
"Since we say that people who are not destined to die will not be treated, then we must not care about carrying others in..."
"Let's go, let's wait and ask Mrs. Cheng directly then."
"Look at the Tong family who brought it in. They didn't even say a word of nonsense. They just said it would be cured. The Zhou family was still blocking it at that time."
The people in front of the door just dispersed.
After hearing the servant woman's description, Mrs. Zhou's face turned green with anger.
"That's our home too." She finally said, "If you don't take me seriously, you can never see me!"
The news spread wider and wider, and soon spread from the homes of powerful officials to the common people.
After all, every family has servants, and the servants of any family will inevitably have relatives or something, but the rumors among the people in the market are much more vulgar, confusing, and ridiculous than those in high-ranking families.
".. When someone brought it in, the wife of the Zhou family only asked one question: Do you have ten thousand guan? If so, bring it. If not, someone will carry it away."
"..Ten thousand guan? So expensive?"
"What's expensive? I have to communicate with the Lord of Hell. Can it be cheap?"
"With Lord Yama?"
"Haven't you heard? That lady is a disciple of Zhenren Li, who communicates with Yin and Yang. Otherwise, why would she be destined to die? How can she go and ask for someone from the Lord of Hell?"
"...Yes, that's right, I've also heard that this lady always goes to see a doctor at night, avoiding people, and she also orders wine and meat dishes. Everyone in the yard saw it at that time. There was a strong evil wind. It must be the Lord of Hell.
Here we come…”
"Let this lady have a meal and drink with the Lord of Hell, and then the deal is settled?"
In the tea shop, several scholars at the table next to me really couldn't stand listening anymore.
"That's ridiculous." They shook their heads and said, slamming their teacups on the table.
This movement caused a few people who were chatting and laughing to pause.
They looked over and saw that they were several talented people. They didn't take it seriously, but they lowered their voices and continued chattering and joking.
"I didn't expect that even the officials in Beijing would dare to boast that they have gods and goddesses." A scholar shook his head and said.
"They didn't say he was a divine man, they said he was a doctor." Another laughed.
"Doctor, how can there be a doctor who can treat diseases like that! He is so mysterious!" someone else said.
"However, Brother Wencai, you can't just call someone ignorant because you don't know." A young man who was quietly watching the tea doctor grinding the tea group suddenly said, "I have seen a miraculous cure like this once."
This statement immediately made other people at the table look over.
"Have you seen the Yuan Dynasty?" they asked.
Han Yuanchao took the tea soup from Dr. Tea and smiled slightly.
"Speaking of which, my aunt was also in danger." He said with some reminiscence. Not only was her life in danger, but she was also buried. In the eyes of the world, she was more powerful than a dying person like Tong Neihan. Those were all
Someone who is already dead.
"Later, someone cured him," he said.
Everyone who thought they could hear some magical and rugged description suddenly booed.
"Speak carefully, speak carefully," they urged, "How to cure it?"
Han Yuanchao laughed.
"When I went there, my aunt had already recovered, but I didn't see how to cure her." He smiled.
The crowd booed again.
"Then who cured Tong Neihan?" Han Yuan asked suddenly.
But everyone doesn’t know this, so they all watch Dr. Tea.
"They are from the Zhou family of General Guide Lang." Dr. Tea was happy to share the news he had just heard.
If your surname is Zhou, then that's not the case.
"What's it not?" Someone heard him talking to himself and asked.
"Nothing." Han Yuanchao smiled and drank tea.
The person who treated my aunt must be named Cheng.
While he was talking, several scholars walked in outside the door.
"You are here, hurry up, hurry up, good news." They shouted, "Mr. Jiangzhou has opened his classroom to teach."
As soon as these words came out, the scholars sitting in the group stood up hurriedly.
"It's in Qedang Temple, and Qedang Temple has donated several rooms for Mr. Jiangzhou's teaching."
"Then go quickly, then go quickly, the number of people is limited, everyone go quickly."
Accompanied by this bustling sound, all the scholars in the tea shop rushed out, and in an instant it was half empty.
"These scholars don't show off their behavior one by one. Look at the panic at this time. It really loses the face of the saint." The man at the table next to him who had just been despised by the scholars immediately seized the opportunity to come back and said with contempt.
"Your Majesty, I don't know." Dr. Cha said with a smile, "When I hear Mr. Jiangzhou's lecture, there is really no student who doesn't panic. Even if he is so panicked, he doesn't know if he will be lucky enough to get in."
"That's it, that's it, Mr. Jiangzhou. It's from the stars in the sky and down to earth. How can anyone be able to teach it personally?"
"Then that lady from the Zhou family is naturally a descendant of the stars in the sky. Otherwise, how could she have been enlightened by Master Li and accepted as a disciple?"
"Of course, then whoever wants to have a relationship with Prince Yama can get involved?"
Compared with the elegant and talented Mr. Jiangzhou, the miraculous doctor with the miraculous ability to bring the dead back to life is more interesting to the people.
Seeing that the topic turned back to this lady of the Zhou family, Dr. Tea smiled knowingly, grinding tea and adding water. (To be continued)
