Chapter 51 Malaria

Chu Ci: It seems that he came prepared.

Qian Chuanzi felt a little embarrassed when he saw Chu Ci's knowing expression. He quickly explained awkwardly, "The Fifth Prince's illness cannot be delayed."

What else could Chu Ci do? He could only resort to the method of spiritual victory and vent his anger in his heart before he could force out a smile.

"This..." However, the old doctor had no time to care about Chu Ci. He asked, "Where is the patient?"

"In the carriage." Chu Ci answered, and the old doctor turned and walked towards the carriage where the fifth prince was. This made Qian Chuanzi very anxious.

"Wait, wait. Doctor, the patient has malaria, you can't just leave like that." Qian Chuanzi had experience in this area and knew that malaria was contagious.

But he didn't know how malaria was transmitted, so he could only take strict precautions.

The old doctor paused when he heard this. Others might not have known, but Chu Ci knew clearly, so he hurriedly explained: "It's okay, malaria is transmitted through mosquito bites. As long as you take proper precautions, you won't be infected."

"Young lady, are you knowledgeable in medicine?" The old doctor had a peculiar temperament, but he was extremely rigorous in his approach to medicine. He had never imagined that in order to earn a few more cents, he would meet a young lady who knew medicine, so his expression was no longer as grim as before.

"I didn't study medicine professionally. I just liked reading some miscellaneous books when I was young." Chu Ci's answer reduced the old doctor's interest a little, but he became more interested in the unknown medical book.

However, medical skills are a secret passed down by each family, so the old doctor would naturally not ask for it rudely.

"Since it's not contagious, please come with me. Also, my last name is Yang, so you can call me Doctor Yang."

Chu Ci nodded, "Doctor Yang, please."

The Fifth Prince in the carriage was suffering from a headache and a low-grade fever, coupled with the pain he had sustained during the previous hunt. He seemed to be in a worse condition than the others.

Doctor Yang took one look and frowned. "How long has he been like this?"

"I have had intermittent fever and chills since this morning, accompanied by headaches and fatigue." This time, it was not Qian Chuanzi who answered Doctor Yang, but Fan Jingrui, who had always been with the Fifth Prince.

Doctor Yang's expression softened slightly upon hearing this. After washing his hands, he took the Fifth Prince's wrist and said after a long pause, "It's malaria, not serious. The problem is, this young master must have suffered severe internal injuries before. Even with the effective medicine, it only slightly alleviated the symptoms. Combined with these two factors, the young master's illness..."

Although the old doctor's words were unspoken, everyone present knew what was happening. Doctor Yang was powerless to treat the Fifth Prince's illness. But everyone remained unwilling to give up, and asked in unison, "So, is there a cure?"

Doctor Yang shook his head, and Chu Ci hurriedly asked, "What if we treat the malaria first?"

At this moment, she was extremely grateful that the Purple Envoy had left a carrier pigeon.

As expected, Doctor Yang still shook his head. Chu Ci and the others had no choice but to ask Doctor Yang to prescribe some heat-clearing and detoxifying drugs, hoping that the condition would not continue to worsen.

Doctor Yang was a mountain dweller from nearby. His medical skills were not particularly advanced, but malaria was a common disease among people in this place. Over time, he had accumulated some experience.

Therefore, under the care of Doctor Yang, the people from the Chu and Liu families who were suffering from malaria gradually recovered, except for the fifth prince who became delirious with fever within just two days.

In desperation, Qian Chuanzi had to bribe the local postman with a large sum of money and finally settled down in a post station in a small town called Xianning.

Previously, they had been rushing on the road, and Mr. Fan could still comfort himself by saying that the road conditions were not good for recuperation. But now that the Fifth Prince's condition was still worsening, the usually calm Mr. Fan could no longer remain calm. "Rui Ge'er, what's the news from the capital? Where are the Purple Envoys? When will they arrive?"

"When the Emperor heard the news, Imperial Physicians Zhang and Wang from the Imperial Hospital set out immediately. However, the distance between the capital and Jiangyou is long, and it would take more than a day to reach there. I'm afraid the treatment of the Fifth Prince's condition will still depend on the Purple-robed Envoy."

An Qi carefully considered and told the news he had received.

"Go get the doctor, go get the doctor again." Although he knew that there was little hope for Mr. Fan's action, he could only give such an order.

"We've already sent for them, but the mother of the wealthy landlord Qian in the city has also fallen ill with malaria, and they've sent for all the doctors in town. Although the young mistress paid a large sum of money to hire several doctors, they only took a quick glance and left."

Qian Chuanzi cursed his bad luck in his heart, but did not show it on his face. He told the truth respectfully.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Fan almost lost his balance. Fortunately, Fan Jingrui was there to support him.

But as if it weren't for the bad news, Yan, who had followed Doctor Yang out to buy medicine, came trotting in. "Oh no! Oh no! Doctor Yang has been kidnapped by Landlord Qian."

"What? Is it God's will to destroy my Fan family?" The last time Grandpa Fan said this was when he learned that he was going to be exiled to Yazhou.

Chu Ci was full of confidence at that time, but this time, Chu Ci was helpless.

She had already replaced the Fifth Prince's daily drinking water with spiritual spring water, but it had no effect. The Fifth Prince's condition continued to worsen.

"There must be a way, there must be a way." Chu Ci flipped through almost every Chinese medicine book in the space. But when people get sick, how many of them get cured by following medical books?

In desperation, Chu Ci took two medical books that recorded malaria to Fan Jingrui. "My dear, try using these two books to see if you can bring the doctor back."

"Okay." Fan Jingrui took the medical book and found that the paper was completely different from the existing papers. Fan Jingrui's eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't have time to pay attention. He responded and walked out.

As they reached the door, the purple-robed envoy, accompanied by an embroidered-robed law enforcement officer skilled in medicine, and several other doctors carrying medicine boxes, rushed in. "Where is the Fifth Young Master? Take me there quickly."

"Follow me." Fan Jingrui subconsciously wanted to hide the medical book in his hand.

But the purple-robed envoy's eyes were so sharp, "What is that Master Fan holding in his hand?"

Fan Jingrui was about to try to conceal it, but Chu Ci had already heard the voice and came out. "It's just two books on malaria. The local Qian family has detained the only doctor, so we have no choice but to use the medical books to exchange for him. Fortunately, the purple-robed envoy has arrived."

"The Qian family? I've got that in mind. But the most pressing matter right now is the Fifth Prince's condition." The purple-robed envoy was furious, but he also knew what was more important. If anything happened to the Fifth Prince, everyone present would be buried with him.

The group arrived at the fifth prince's room, and the fifth prince was already feverish and kept calling for his mother.

"Take the young master's pulse and remember what I say. I will ensure you prosperity and wealth." As soon as the purple-robed envoy opened his mouth, he painted a big picture for everyone.