"Let's go." Zhu Jin was also used to this rhythm, so she immediately put down the needle and thread in her hand and stood up.

"The child had been living with his father in another city. He started to get sick and have a fever a few days ago. He was treated in a local hospital for a few days, but the fever kept coming back. When Guard Zhu heard that the child was still not well, he asked for leave and went over there. After staying for a day, he was discharged from the hospital and took the child back, asking you to help with the treatment..." Guard Qiu explained the whole story along the way.

When Zhu Jin arrived at her temporary clinic next to the visiting room, Prison Guard Qiu had just finished speaking.

"Doctor Zhu." Prison guard Zhu, who was holding the child, stood up immediately when he saw Zhu Jin.

"Don't worry, sit down quickly." Zhu Jin did not change his pace, put on gloves and a mask, and said, "Let me see the child."

"How many days has it been? Has the fever persisted?" Zhu Jin touched the child's forehead.

"Today is the fifth day. He hasn't been in a good spirits for the past few days. Five days ago, we found him with a fever when we woke up. He has been in the hospital for treatment. His temperature went down after an IV drip in the morning, but he started to have a fever again the next day, and it has been recurring." Now everyone in the prison, whether they are serving sentences or prison guards, knows Zhu Jin's way of seeing a doctor, and they immediately answered carefully.

"Well, what's your name, baby? Are you thirsty?" Zhu Jin nodded, looked at the skinny little child with an impatient face, touched the child's dry and burning skin, and asked him in a low voice. She was used to calling these children baby now, anyway, nine out of ten children called them baby.

"Yeah, I'm thirsty." The child's eyes lit up, he licked his dry lips and nodded, "My name is Xiao Zhuzi." His voice was childish, but his articulation was very clear.

"He kept drinking water, and it was a bit scary... I didn't let him drink water." Zhu, the prison guard, looked distressed. Zhu's father, who had been standing by, explained that in the first two days, he wanted to drink water, so he let him drink it. In the end, his stomach was bloated, but he kept drinking. The doctor at the hospital noticed it and told him not to let the child drink too much water, saying it was not good for the child.

"Xiao Zhuzi has been wanting to drink water and has been urinating frequently, right?" Zhu Jin nodded and began to take his pulse.

"Yes, he kept saying he was thirsty and wanted to drink." Guard Zhu nodded hurriedly, "He also urinated very frequently, sometimes no less than ten times a night, and the amount was large, he could excrete a lot at a time..."

"What color is the urine? Does the urine have a foul smell?"

"It's a little bit yellow in color, and doesn't have any foul smell."

"It's summer fever. It's July now, which is the peak period for seasonal diseases such as summer fever. Many children will get it." Zhu Jin let go of Xiao Zhuzi's hand and said to the Zhu prison guard couple.

"Summer fever? Can it be cured completely?" Prison guard Zhu asked immediately. There are basically no patients in their prison, especially those serving sentences. If they are sick, they will go to Zhu Jin for a check-up. Many diseases can be completely cured by taking some bitter medicine. So when she saw her son's condition, she thought of Zhu Jin first.

"Yes, this is heat damage to the lungs and stomach, and it can be cured by clearing away the heat and replenishing the Qi." Zhu Jin nodded, "If the method is right, the treatment will be simple." Zhu Jin also understood the hospital's treatment. If there is a fever, the temperature should be reduced. Continuous reduction of temperature will definitely not cure the disease.

"Okay." Prison guard Zhu breathed a sigh of relief. During this period of time, there were several people who came to the prison for medical treatment. They were all cancer patients or terminally ill patients who needed surgery and special medicines. After seeing them, Zhu Jin directly said that she couldn't cure them and asked them to go to the hospital for treatment. When she said that she couldn't cure them, they said they would not go for treatment no matter what. In contrast, she said that there were no uncured ones.

"I'll go get the 'medicine'." Zhu Jin had already thought of the good stuff she had collected at the district hospital when she went for the test.

"Oh..." Prison Guard Zhu's expression became tense again. The medicine cabinet took up half of the space in Zhu Jin's small treatment room. Usually, Zhu Jin would get the medicine directly here after seeing the doctor.

"Don't be nervous, it's good stuff." Zhu Jin comforted him and turned to walk towards the big pharmacy next to the medicinal materials room.

"This is dried kapok petals. I've packed them. Take a pack each time and soak it in boiling water. Add a little sugar. Let little Zhuzi drink water when he wants. Drink it once a day..." Zhu Jin handed the kapok petals to Zhu's father and explained the precautions in detail, "...the fever and thirst will get better."

"Will this... work?" Zhu's father took the phone hesitantly and asked with a look of doubt on his face. He knew that kapok was a very beautiful flower, but being beautiful didn't mean that eating it could cure diseases... He now had serious doubts about his wife leaving the hospital without hesitation and bringing little Zhuzi back to the prison to be treated by the princess doctor.

"If Doctor Zhu says it works, then it works!" Before Zhu Jin could say anything, prison guard Zhu had already nervously replied, glaring at her husband fiercely, and was too embarrassed to look at Zhu Jin to explain, "He only knows how to bury his head in work..."

"It's okay, it's okay. You can still see the efficacy." Zhu Jin smiled and shook her head to indicate that she didn't need to be nervous. She looked at Zhu Dad and then at the medicine bag in his hand and explained a few words, "This kapok flower is a treasure all over. The roots, stems, bark and thorns of the kapok flower all have medicinal value. Not to mention the kapok flowers. In addition to their medicinal value, they can be used to make tea and soup. It is said that in the past... the ancients had a habit. Whenever the kapok flowers bloomed, the old people and children would pick up the fallen kapok flowers and take them home to dry them for tea and soup." She had picked up a lot of them in her previous life.

"Really?" Father Zhu looked at the medicine bag in his hand with a strange look. He never thought that the beautiful kapok flowers in his eyes could have such a use.

"Of course it's true!" Prison guard Zhu glared at her husband again and picked up the child. "Doctor Zhu, although I can't thank you enough for your kindness, I still thank you very much."

"Go home quickly and take good care of the children. Come back if anything happens." Zhu Jin nodded.

"Doctor Zhu, are you still going to do the embroidery? When will it be finished?" After Doctor Zhu and his family of three left, prison guard Qiu, who had been standing by and watching, asked Zhu Jin. Now they were all used to calling Zhu Jin Doctor Zhu.

In just two months, everyone in the prison has formed the habit of going to Zhu Jin for treatment when they are sick, including bringing their own family members and relatives. Because Zhu Jin has rejected some terminally ill patients and Fang Fang's condition is not clear yet, fewer outsiders come to Zhu Jin for treatment, but the number of their internal staff is increasing infinitely.

Relatives of relatives, relatives of relatives of relatives... friends of prison guards, friends of friends... this kind of existence is constantly increasing.

In just two months, the inmates who were planting and managing the Zhujin medicinal fields were very enthusiastic. They all took the opportunity of seeing the doctor to ask some questions about Zhujin and communicated about the medicinal value of these flowers and plants. Even Mr. Huang became interested.

Of course, this is not the only thing that has changed.

"Just embroider for a while longer. According to the current progress, it should be finished in a month." Zhu Jin thought for a moment and answered Prison Guard Qiu's question. Because she had a lot to do every day and didn't have much time to embroider, she would embroider for a while longer if she had time.

This embroidery was commissioned by the Royal Museum. The royal family bears the responsibility of spreading civilization and values ​​traditional culture more than anyone else. The royal museum focuses on culture and craftsmanship, and was moved when it saw Zhu Jin's previous double-sided embroidery, but had to hold back because Zhu Jin was busy at the time.

It was not until Zhu Jin's prison life gradually stabilized that the person in charge of the museum contacted the prison to make a request and also found Helian Lan to ask her to help. The Royal Museum belongs to the royal family and is familiar with the royal family. The respect for Zhu Jin, the former princess, has not been neglected because of her loss of princess status, but has remained the same. Helian Lan was not easy to refuse, so she later brought it up during a visit to Zhu Jin.

Zhu Jin naturally agreed. Her life gradually calmed down with the departure of Helian Zhen and Shang Lu, and the treatment of Fang Fang. Because there was no need to consider the season when planting herbs in the flower fields, the first herbs planted in the field specially planted by the prison for her to plant herbs were thriving. She also continued to learn about this world, adapt to this world, and become familiar with the people in the prison.

Of course, everyone in the prison was also getting familiar with and accustomed to Zhu Jin, her temperament, her treatment, her medicine, and her lifestyle. And then, starting half a month ago, they began to like some things about her.

For example, scented sachets, five-color silk…

The calendar of 3700 also has a lunar calendar, but people basically don't know what the special calendar method is used for, nor do they know the specific meaning of the festivals that occurred during that time. Zhu Jin noticed the lunar calendar after learning to read the calendar.

The fifth day of May is the Dragon Boat Festival, which is also Huang Lao’s birthday.

Although Zhu Jin knew that no one celebrated this traditional festival now, after learning that it was Mr. Huang's birthday, he still prepared a gift for Mr. Huang according to the festival customs and did his best.

Wearing sachets on the fifth day of the fifth lunar month is a traditional custom of the Dragon Boat Festival. Sachets can not only repel mosquitoes but also strengthen the body. Knowing that Mr. Huang liked lotus, Zhu Jin embroidered a sachet with a lotus pattern for Mr. Huang and filled it with medicinal materials. Wearing it is also good for Mr. Huang's health.

When it was Mr. Huang’s birthday, Zhu Jin gave him her gift early in the morning.

"Hey? There's a gift? Did you embroider this? What's it called?" Mr. Huang looked at the gift and couldn't let it go. He smelled it and said, "It smells good too."

"This is a sachet with herbs in it. You can replace it after a while. Wearing it on your body or placing it next to your pillow is good for your health." Zhu Jin smiled and leaned over. "Zhu Jin wishes you good health and happiness."

"Haha..." Old Huang laughed and hung the sachet directly around his neck, "Thank you very much." She didn't expect Zhu Jin would remember her birthday and give her a gift he made himself.

Mr. Huang looked at Zhu Jin with an increasingly gentle gaze. This gift was extremely precious.

"This is what I should do as a junior." Zhu Jin was also happy that Mr. Huang liked the gift. Until he saw Mr. Huang hanging it up proudly and showing off in front of everyone, the smile on his face became strange.

Later, Huang's son, daughter-in-law, and granddaughter all came to visit her. The little granddaughter fell in love with the beautiful sachet, and Huang realized how powerful it was and asked Zhu Jin for help. After Zhu Jin learned the news, he hurriedly made a longevity thread with red, yellow, blue, white, and black silk threads, and applied for it in the visiting room for Huang's little granddaughter to wear.

"This is five-color silk, also called the longevity thread. The five-color silk symbolizes the five-color dragon. Tie it on your hand on the fifth day of the fifth lunar month. It can prevent plague and make people healthy and long-lived. We won't get sick if we wear it." Zhu Jin said as he put it on. "Wait for the first rainy day, cut the five-color silk and throw it in the rain. It will bring you good luck for the whole year."

"Haha, that's well said." Old Huang let go of the sachet with lingering fear when he saw his granddaughter smile. He laughed out loud and breathed a sigh of relief. Later, he found an opportunity to hide the sachet.

It was just because of her previous commotion that Zhu Jin's gift became the focus of attention.

Who wouldn't love a beautiful and exquisite sachet? It was embroidered by Zhu Jin herself. On that day, many inmates in the prison were sick, with stomachaches, fevers and all kinds of illnesses. Even the prison guards came to Zhu Jin with many things to say. They tacitly expressed their pitiful love and yearning for the sachet in front of Zhu Jin, and kept emphasizing when their birthdays were.

Zhu Jin was silent for a whole day. After listening to the nagging and weaving countless colorful silk threads, she sent the group of people away.

Then, everyone paid special attention to Zhu Jin's embroidery in the studio. Prison guard Qiu's birthday was next month. When he heard Zhu Jin say that the embroidery would be completed in a month, his face changed immediately and he hurriedly advised, "Don't worry, don't worry. They didn't set a time limit. Doctor Zhu can embroider slowly. If you get tired of embroidering, you can do other things..."

After spending more time together, everyone respected Zhu Jin more, but the distance between them did not widen. I don’t know if it’s because she is a doctor, but everyone likes to be close to her.

"Yeah, I get it." Zhu Jin replied with a smile. She had never thought that a sachet would lead to such a thing. This was the first time she had seen someone trying so hard to be shy about asking for a birthday gift.