"Mom, what delicious food have you made?" An Jingxia smelled the fragrance in the air as soon as he returned home.

"Jingzhi, come here." After hearing this, An's mother called An Jingzhi into the kitchen and cooked a special meal for him in the kitchen, just like before.

"These meatballs are delicious. Your cooking skills have improved."

The conditions nowadays are incomparable to those in the past. There are more seasonings to use and we dare to add oil. How can it not taste good?

Mother An still knew that her cooking skills were still the same, but she liked Jingzhi praising her. Feeling her son's dependence, Mother An smiled with her eyes narrowed.

"Here, take this bowl out and eat it first. Mom will be ready soon."

An Jingzhi unceremoniously grabbed a meatball with his hands. Mm, pure meat! "You are still the best cook, Mom. My sister-in-law hasn't learned the essence of your cooking skills yet."

Jingzhi went to work in the county government office. He has become more and more capable over the past six months. Mother An is both pleased that her son has grown up, and disappointed that he is not as dependent on her as before. Now it seems that Jingzhi still likes the dishes she cooks. Zhao is now responsible for most of the cooking in the kitchen. She only cooks a few dishes to help during the Chinese New Year. Since her son likes her cooking so much, it seems that she still cannot leave it to Zhao.

"I want milk too! I want to eat it too!" Goudan and Jinbao were chattering beside them. Damen had been squatting in the kitchen since early morning and no longer went out to play. They didn't dare to ask for it at first, but now that their uncle was eating it, they wanted to eat it too.

As for the An family's only granddaughter, Daya, she watched quietly at the side and did not dare to ask for it. The An family was relatively not as patriarchal as some other families, but they did not take as much care of their daughters as they did of their sons.

Mother An filled another bowl of meatballs and handed it to Jinbao, "Go away, don't worry about your uncle's. Take this bowl and divide it among the three of you."

After getting the benefits, the three little ones ran out without looking back.

"Jinbao, wait for us."

"Don't run so fast! You won't be allowed to eat today if your bowl falls on the ground." Zhao was washing vegetables outside and yelled at a few naughty kids running around with meatballs in their hands.

If I can’t eat all the delicious food today, I’ll be at a loss! Jinbao stopped and thought about it.

Father An sat at the top, looking at the happy family, and couldn't help but feel emotional.

The eldest son is a captain in the county government office, managing several people. The second son has opened a shop and is now well-known in Lan County. The youngest son, Jingzhi, is even more capable and is in charge of Lan County. If he had a position, wouldn't that be equivalent to the county magistrate?

Tonight, except for An Jingzhi and my younger brother, the whole family drank too much. It felt like a dream.

Time flies, and spring is here in the blink of an eye.

An Jingzhi sat high in the county government office, looking at the official documents in his hand. Zhu Kang had already captured three cities in a row during the siege. Before leaving, he entrusted the county to An Jingzhi. Because of Zhu Kang's land distribution policy, some scholars also joined in later, but he still trusted An Jingzhi the most.

Zhu Kang considered An Jingzhi talented and family-loving, but somewhat unmotivated, leaving at a set time each day and not seeking power. It wasn't until a colleague accidentally discovered An Muqing's identity as his older brother that it became known. He felt confident employing such a person.

Except for the fact that the people felt a little uneasy when they first learned that a war was going to break out, the city returned to normal after An Jingzhi issued a notice to reassure the people and the news of Commander Zhu's great victory came.

Hong Tao's eyes were red and his face was ferocious. He grabbed the doctor's collar and said, "You quack!"

"General, it's not that I'm incompetent. The commander's wound has become inflamed, and there's still some evil gold left in the wound. I can't do anything about it."

Hong Tao's ears buzzed. After the fall of Yunzhou City, the commander was injured and escorted back to Lan County with several doctors for treatment. The news was suppressed and all the doctors in the city were invited. He didn't dare to think about who could lead the group to overthrow the court without the commander.

The commander's son was only three years old and had no prestige, so he couldn't control the fierce generals in the army. He suddenly thought of someone, Mr. An. Although he had prestige, he was only good at governing the government. He was probably powerless in governing the army, and the veterans in the army would not be convinced. At this moment, he felt a chill all over his body.

He let go and took two steps back. "I'm sorry, I was anxious. You are all famous doctors. If anything happens to my leader..."

"Hong Tao, please don't be rude. We will definitely do our best. What will Lan County be like without my husband? Those of you who have lived to this age must understand that entry and exit of the city is now prohibited. If you can cure him, I will not hesitate to reward you." After hearing the bad news, Mrs. Zhu forced herself to cheer up and take care of Zhu Kang, and handed her youngest son to her most trusted personal maid.

It seemed like he was blaming General Hong, but he was actually using both soft and hard tactics to tie everyone up in the same boat. No one was allowed to enter or leave the city, and these doctors and their families were all inside. If something happened, no one could escape.

The other doctors had no choice but to come forward one after another to observe the situation. After taking a look at the wound, they understood what was happening and remained silent.

"I have been practicing medicine for decades and have never made a misdiagnosis. Commander Zhu's wound has worsened seriously and no medicine can cure it." The doctor sighed.

"Madam! You can't fall down! The young master still needs you." Madam Zhu almost fell down.

"But..." The old doctor hesitated.

"But what? Sir, do you have a solution?!"

Mrs. Zhu was excited, as if she had grabbed the last straw.

"Go ahead, old sir. Don't worry."

"I know someone who might be able to give it a try, but I'm not sure he can be cured." Doctor Bai remembered the hygiene regulations that An Jingzhi had told him. The source of the wound infection should be the bacteria he mentioned.

An Jingzhi remembered whether Doctor Bai had died during a plague, or even after it ended. He had entered the plague-stricken area, a hell on earth, alone, and worked tirelessly to resolve the horrific plague, saving countless lives and bringing happiness to thousands of families.

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