With the introduction of 'Qinghao San', the epidemic in Liangzhou City was gradually brought under control.
The once lifeless streets have begun to come alive again.
The people were no longer as fearful as before. They came out of their homes, called their friends and relatives, and lined up to receive the medicine at the government office.
Lu Jingze personally led the distribution of medicinal herbs, while Old Chen examined the patients' pulses and adjusted the prescriptions.
Although Old Chen was sharp-tongued, he was never ambiguous in his actions.
He sat in the clinic in Liangzhou City every day, carefully recording the changes in each patient's symptoms, and adjusting the proportion and dosage of 'Qinghao Powder' many times according to the actual situation.
Sometimes, in order to verify the efficacy of a drug, they even go so far as to personally test the drug.
One late night, Lu Jingze passed by the clinic and saw Old Chen still reading medical books under the lamp. He went up to him and advised, "Old Chen, it's getting late. You should get some rest."
Old Chen didn't even look up, just waved his hand, "I'm not so old that I need you to worry about me! Although this 'Qinghao Powder' is effective, the epidemic in Liangzhou is different from that in Qingzhou. If the dosage isn't adjusted, I'm afraid it will be difficult to eradicate. If you're free, why don't you go and help me brew the medicine!"
Upon hearing this, Lu Jingze was not angry at all. Instead, he smiled and turned to help Old Chen prepare the medicine.
He knew that this eccentric old man actually cared more about the people of Liangzhou than anyone else.
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Several months later, the epidemic in Liangzhou finally subsided completely.
Although the city streets have not returned to their former bustling and lively state, the alleys are no longer desolate.
People emerged from their homes in twos and threes, their faces showing the weariness of surviving a disaster, but also long-lost smiles.
Lu Jingze stood on the city wall, gazing into the distance.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the blue bricks and gray tiles of Liangzhou City, giving this weathered city a warm golden hue.
Recalling the devastation of the pandemic months ago feels like a nightmare.
Now, the nightmare has finally ended, and Liangzhou has been reborn.
What are you thinking about?
Lu Jingze turned around, and Old Chen, with his hands behind his back, slowly walked over and stood beside him.
The old man was still wearing a drab gray robe, his beard was neatly combed, and although he still looked impatient, there was a rare hint of ease in his eyes.
"I was thinking that if it weren't for Elder Chen, Liangzhou would probably not have survived this calamity," Lu Jingze said sincerely.
Old Chen snorted and stroked his beard. "You've got a conscience, kid! But this old man has to ask for a reward for that silly girl in Qingzhou City! She's really put herself through a lot for your Liangzhou."
Upon hearing this, Lu Jingze couldn't help but laugh out loud.
He naturally knew who the "silly girl" Old Chen was talking about was.
"Okay! I definitely won't forget!" Lu Jingze nodded solemnly, his eyes full of tenderness.
Old Chen glanced at him, seemingly noticing something, but didn't point it out. He simply waved his hand and said, "Alright, I won't waste any more words with you. Although the epidemic in Liangzhou has subsided, we still need to pay attention to the follow-up care. I will set off home tomorrow, and I'll leave the rest to you."
Lu Jingze was slightly taken aback. "Why is Elder Chen in such a hurry? Why not stay a few more days?"
Old Chen shook his head, "I still have a lot of things to deal with at home in Qingzhou, how can I have time to stay here with you! Besides, I don't trust anyone else to take care of my old patients."
Upon hearing this, Lu Jingze's heart stirred. He was about to say something when he saw that Old Chen had already turned and walked down the city wall.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on his thin figure, casting a warm glow.
The long shadow appeared exceptionally aloof.
Lu Jingze stared at Old Chen's retreating figure for a long time.
As I turned to look at the distant sunset again, I took a deep breath.
The wind in Liangzhou no longer carries a chill, but instead carries the scent of spring.
In a flash, he seemed to see Liangzhou not long after it began—the streets were bustling with people, the markets were teeming with activity, children were running and laughing, and the elderly were leisurely drinking tea and chatting.
And Wang Xiuxiu, perhaps, will be standing in some corner, watching all of this with a smile.
Thinking of this, a smile unconsciously appeared on Lu Jingze's lips.
Spring has truly arrived in Liangzhou.
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