Chapter 112 Is the person still alive?
Xian Pingyan was immediately ashamed and quickly lowered his head.
"Master, Hirahiko knows he was wrong!"
He was born into a family of doctors, whose members included three judges of the Imperial Medical Academy.
I have never had to worry about food or clothing since I was a child, and I have never known what human suffering is.
Of all the fellow disciples in Medicine King Valley, Pei Jishi chose to bring him down the mountain.
It was to show him what suffering really is.
If he remains the same after all this, Pei Jishi will have no choice but to send him down the mountain.
"Has the letter I asked you to write to your senior brother been sent out?"
Pei Jishi did not continue the topic, but instead asked him about sending the letter.
"Master, rest assured, the letter has been sent out. However, our clinic has never stockpiled medicinal herbs in the past. Will doing so now break the rules?"
"Do you know why so many of my fellow disciples from Medicine King Valley used to open clinics outside, but never a pharmacy?"
Pei Jishi did not speak directly, but instead guided Xian Pingyan to think about it.
"Because my master believed that a physician is a physician for all under heaven, and cannot act alone or make decisions arbitrarily."
If Medicine King Valley monopolizes medical clinics and pharmacies, it will be difficult for other sects to emerge in the world, which will hinder the progress of medical skills.
"So now you see, if this situation were to occur again, with merchants disregarding the lives of ordinary people for the sake of money,..."
Medicine King Valley possesses exceptional medical skills and abundant precious medicinal herbs, yet it cannot even save ordinary people. Isn't that ironic?
Xian Pingyan suddenly realized.
Master is afraid.
Plagues are natural disasters, but now they have become man-made disasters.
After this experience, Medicine King Valley should also change.
"Master's foresight is truly admirable!"
The next day.
When Yun Zhao and his family went to Wangjiang Tower for a banquet, the woman next to Yang Biao knelt down with a thud upon seeing Yun Zhao.
"Thank you so much, little miracle doctor, for saving my life! Zilan is deeply grateful!"
"As a medical student, I should do my best. Madam Yang, you need not be so polite."
Yun Zhao's precocious words made Xu Qingyi laugh.
She stepped forward and helped Liang Zilan up, smiling as she said, "Madam Yang, please rise quickly."
"Madam Yun is so blessed to have such an outstanding daughter!"
Liang Zilan's praise made Xu Qingyi beam with joy.
The two families sat down and chatted for a while before Yang Biao's men arrived in a hurry.
"Master, a letter has arrived from Jiangnan!"
In a flash, the Yun family mother and daughter, and the three Xu brothers all turned their gazes in that direction.
Yang Biao waved for his men to leave, and then, in full view of everyone, he opened the envelope.
Seeing his face grow increasingly grim, Yun Zhao's heart leaped into his throat.
"Oh my, you've been reading this letter for so long! You almost scared the little miracle doctor to death!"
Liang Zilan slapped Yang Biao, signaling him to speak his mind.
Yang Biao looked up at Yun Zhao and the others, but the words he was about to say suddenly caught in his throat.
Seeing his expression, the hearts of the Yun family mother and daughter, as well as the three Xu brothers, sank.
After a long while, Yun Zhao finally found his voice.
"Uncle Yang, is my father's condition not good?"
Yang Biao nodded with difficulty.
"Jiangnan had already suffered from floods, lack of food and clothing, and people were displaced. As for the prisons..."
Then no one was even concerned about food. When our men arrived in Jiangnan, they spent some grain before they could even get in to see the King and Young Master Yun.
Xu Qingyi clenched her fists and asked nervously, "Is he still alive?"
"Ah, Madam Yun, don't worry, he's still alive, but his condition isn't good."
Yang Biao was a rough man who spoke too bluntly, which made Liang Zilan roll her eyes.
"Can't you speak properly! Give it to me!"
She snatched the letter from his hand, glanced at it quickly, and found that it contained no secrets about the security company.
She immediately handed the letter over.
"Madam Yun, please take a look!"
Xu Qingyi hurriedly took the letter and read it eagerly.
Yun Zhao disregarded manners and climbed onto the chair, craning his neck to look.
The letter stated that many prisoners in the prison were sick, with no medical care or medicine available, and even their food consisted of moldy food.
Yunxuan was locked in the innermost cell, so someone must have been looking after him; his cell was relatively clean.
The food placed in front of Yunxuan was also dark-colored steamed buns, but the water in the bowl was not clean.
When they went in, Yunxuan was lying on the wooden board. His clothes had been changed, but bloodstains were seeping out, indicating that he was injured and no one was treating him.
What's worrying is that the people from the escort agency have no medical knowledge whatsoever.
He wanted to find a doctor to treat him, but the officials refused no matter what.
Having no other option, they hurriedly sent the letter back to Yangguan County, asking them to come up with a solution.
Yun Zhao knew very well that fifty strokes of the military rod would cripple him, even if he didn't die.
If he doesn't receive treatment soon, even if he isn't killed on the spot, the infection from the wound could be fatal!
Xu Qingyi's hands trembled uncontrollably as she held the letter, and Yun Zhao quickly grasped her hands.
To my surprise, the surface of my hand was ice-cold.
"Mommy, your hands are so cold!"
"Mother is alright, Mother is alright!"
Xu Qingyi withdrew her hand and turned her head away to wipe the tears from her face.
"Don't worry, Zhao Zhao, once we get to Jiangnan, we will definitely find a way to save Father!"
As she spoke, she could no longer hold back her tears.
They had to follow the officials and travel to Jiangnan.
Even if they went to Jiangnan, the officials would organize them to rescue people.
If the plague continues to rage and they cannot leave immediately, and the officials will not allow them to see Yunxuan, then Yunxuan will only have to wait to die.
Yun Zhao remained silent for a moment, then suddenly jumped off the chair.
"Thank you for your hospitality, Uncle Yang. Zhao Zhao has other important matters to attend to, so I'll be leaving now!"
After saying that, Yun Zhao turned and ran out.
She was so fast that by the time everyone reacted, Yun Zhao had already dashed away.
"Zhaozhao, where are you going?"
"Don't worry, sister, I'll go after Zhaozhao!"
As he spoke, Xu Yifei quickly caught up with him.
No matter how fast Yun Zhao runs, he is still only a five-year-old.
Xu Yifei was tall and had long legs, so he quickly caught up with her, taking two steps at a time.
He pulled his niece into his arms and asked, "Where is Zhaozhao going?"
"Find my master!"
"Okay, your uncle will take you!"
At this time, Pei Jishi usually had lunch in his camp at the city gate.
Xu Yifei carried Yun Zhao and ran very fast, arriving at the city gate in no time.
Sure enough, from afar they could see Pei Jishi sitting there, taking the pulse of the people.
"Master! Master!"
As Xu Yifei ran, Yun Zhao shouted.
His anxious appearance frightened Pei Jishi, who thought something terrible had happened.
He reassured the people and hurried forward to greet them.
"What happened?"
"Master, please save my father! Waaaaah, my father is dying!"
As soon as she opened her mouth, Yun Zhao couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Your father?"
Since the matter involved the Prince of Jin, Pei Jishi quickly took the uncle and nephew aside.
"Have you received news from Jiangnan?"
"Uncle Yang from the escort agency brought back news that my father was given fifty strokes of the cane and is now seriously injured."
But those officials wouldn't let them call a doctor for my father! Master, please, please save my father!
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