Hearing this, several people looked relieved.
"It seems that Brother Tianxia's hundred-year-old ginseng is not working either." Ji Xuanyuan smiled lightly, ignoring Xiao Tianxia's embarrassed look, and looked at Qin Linglong: "Linglong, do you want to go first?"
"Then I'm welcome."
Qin Linglong stepped forward and handed a letter to the messenger. Like the other two, she gave him a few coins as a fee.
This time, the few people did not ask what Qin Linglong's letter said, but after a long time, the three of them were shocked. They summoned a messenger and notified Qin Linglong to come in.
"Oh my god, Qin Linglong is in, pills."
"Is Linglong Pavilion going to take Zhang Zhongjing into its fold?"
"She has clues about Zhang Zhongjing."
“…”
There was a frantic discussion going on outside. Lin Han was just behind the crowd and had no intention of showing up.
This time, Zhang Zhongjing's fight for the throne was quite fierce.
A quarter of an hour later, Qin Linglong came out with a smile on her face.
"How?" Ji Xuanyuan asked.
"I haven't conquered him yet. It's your turn. Please come in." Qin Linglong made way for Ji Xuanyuan.
Ji Xuanyuan didn't hesitate. He paid the messenger a fee, handed him a wooden box, and waited quietly. Before long, Ji Xuanyuan, led by the messenger, successfully entered the county government.
They all came prepared.
Myth Blood Song was quite depressed.
As a guild operating in the Jingzhou area, they didn't even think of this, which was a big mistake.
"President Qin, what benefits did you get after you went in?" Shen Hua Xue Ge saw that there was no disappointment on Qin Linglong's face, and it was obvious that she did not return empty-handed.
"Just one prescription."
"To treat the plague?" Shen Hua Xue Ge's eyes lit up.
"No, it can only alleviate the symptoms." Qin Linglong shook her head and said, "Doctor Zhang doesn't have a prescription to cure the plague either."
"Trouble is, I don't know how long this plague will last."
Myth Blood Song sighed and waited quietly for Ji Xuanyuan to come out.
Not long after, Ji Xuanyuan came out under everyone's attention, also with a smile on his face, obviously he had gained something.
"Brother Ji, what did you gain?" Shenhua Xuege asked leisurely.
"There's just a prescription for relieving the symptoms of the plague, and a recipe for a medicinal bath to strengthen the body." Ji Xuanyuan smiled bitterly, "It's a pity there's no single prescription to cure the plague."
"What did you give?"
"An ancient medical book." Ji Xuanyuan said without any concealment.
“…”
Everyone was silent. Zhang Zhongjing didn't even have a prescription to treat the plague, which was a problem.
"Everyone, please make way."
Lin Han led the horse and walked through the crowd of onlookers.
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