Chapter 138 The Beloved Little Divine Doctor
"Wait, you really don't care whether he lives or dies, just arrest me instead."
As Jiang Nuanzhi spoke, she simply shrugged, looking like she was at someone's mercy.
"What are you afraid of? Charge! Capture them first!" Sanqi gritted his teeth and said, "Even if I die today, I will bring them back to the capital. I, Sanqi, am a true man, worthy of my country and my master!"
Upon hearing this, the man in black approached Jiang Nuanzhi with a wary expression.
Before they could get close, they saw Jiang Nuanzhi stand up and were so frightened that they retreated repeatedly.
Jiang Nuanzhi raised an eyebrow: "I was just stretching, what are you afraid of?"
After saying that, she looked at Sanqi and said, "How could you do this to anyone? Did you heal the person or take me back?"
Sanqi clenched his fist: "If I really die, they will take you back!"
Jiang Nuanzhi couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"How can you be so naive? Do you really think I'll obediently treat patients if I go back with you? Aren't you afraid I'll just poison them to death?"
Seeing the shock in Sanqi's eyes, Jiang Nuanzhi smiled and said, "Or, I might have injured my wrist on the way and be unable to use acupuncture needles to treat the illness. Or, all of you might die from poisoning, in which case I wouldn't need to go to the capital."
Sanqi's face turned pale, but he still said, "Who are you trying to scare? Anyway, I'm not afraid of death. At worst, I'll arrest you and torture you to find out how tough you really are."
Jiang Nuanzhi raised an eyebrow: "Fine, then arrest me. I've been itching to come to the capital for a while now. I'm just here to treat a patient. As for you, I don't know if you'll even have a life left."
Jiang Nuanzhi calmly observed Sanqi. She remained completely unperturbed; she was certain that as long as the person the Divine Physician Que couldn't cure remained ill, no one would lay a finger on her before she entered the capital.
Sanqi gritted his teeth: "If I don't show some skill, do you really think I'm made of clay?"
Fifteen minutes later.
"Dr. Jiang, please be careful. The road is a bit uneven, so don't fall."
"Want to try this snack? I just bought it on my way here, it's delicious."
"Wait a minute, I'm getting you some herbal tea."
As soon as they entered the city, Sanqi immediately followed Jiang Nuanzhi around busily, her smile exceptionally sincere.
Jiang Nuanzhi liked people who knew when to back down, so she stopped her wicked ways and refrained from tormenting him for the time being.
His gaze swept towards the city's guards. He had spotted a group of them outside the city gates earlier, but he didn't know which one was their leader.
I wonder if the city guard leader needs to take turns on duty.
Just as she was about to ask someone for advice, she realized something was wrong.
Why were people around them staring at them with such strange looks?
"It's so similar, it's really too similar."
"That's exactly what I meant."
"Could it be that person?"
The people around them were talking amongst themselves.
Jiang Nuanzhi became secretly wary. What did it resemble?
I have a feeling it's not a good thing.
"Dr. Jiang, what do they mean by this?" Sanqi couldn't help but swallow hard.
Jiang Nuanzhi shook her head: "Let's walk faster."
The two wanted to find an inn to stay in as soon as possible.
They hadn't gone far when they saw several men dressed as yamen runners escorting a plump, middle-aged man towards them.
Jiang Nuanzhi became secretly wary; these people seemed to be government officials.
Unexpectedly, the group of people rushed up in a swarm.
The next second, they surrounded Sanqi completely.
Jiang Nuanzhi was directly pushed out. She was thus far removed from the eye of the storm, and for a moment, she was stunned.
"Little Divine Doctor! It's Little Divine Doctor! Has it been you who came to Canglin City?"
One second Sanqi was carefully handing the herbal tea bag to Jiang Nuanzhi, her ingratiating smile still on her face, when the next second she was surrounded by a swarm of people, leaving her completely bewildered.
The chubby man at the head of the group held a portrait in his hand, comparing it repeatedly with Sanqi. Then, he excitedly put the portrait away and grabbed Sanqi's hand tightly: "He really is a little miracle doctor! He looks exactly like the person in the portrait!"
This caused an uproar, and the crowd that was initially some distance away immediately surged forward. The noise was deafening.
"My goodness, he really is a little miracle doctor!"
"Excuse me, let me see what the little miracle doctor looks like!"
"Oh, so this is the little miracle doctor who saved us. He's really handsome."
"Huh? It really looks exactly like the portrait!"
"Thank you, little miracle doctor. My daughter only got better after taking your prescription."
Amidst the murmurs, Jiang Nuanzhi finally managed to slip out of the encirclement and breathed a sigh of relief.
However, upon looking up, a clue was discovered.
But surprisingly, the walls in the city were also adorned with portraits.
The portrait bears a striking resemblance to Sanqi, indicating the artist was quite skilled. Next to the portrait is a line of small print detailing his background.
It reads "Miracle Doctor," and that a single prescription saved the entire city and averted the plague.
"Wait! I have something to do! Let me out!"
Sanqi was sweating profusely from being squeezed in the crowd. She stood on tiptoe to look outside, and kept shouting, "Dr. Jiang! Dr. Jiang! Where are you? Help me!"
He had been away from Dr. Jiang for quite some time. What if he died? He looked around anxiously.
However, before he could find the person, his hand was grabbed by the fat man.
The man was very excited: "Little Divine Doctor, it was your prescription that saved the lives of all the people in our city. Today, I will host a banquet at my residence. I hope you will do me the honor of joining me."
After saying that, she tried to pull him away.
Sanqi shook him off and finally spotted Jiang Nuanzhi in the crowd. She squeezed out and grabbed Jiang Nuanzhi's sleeve tightly, looking like she was about to cry.
Jiang Nuanzhi: "."
Everyone's watching, what's he up to?
However, fearing that directly calling this fool a fool would provoke public outrage, he smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to be so popular in Canglin. Now I'm benefiting from your popularity too."
Sanqi looked bewildered: "I don't know what happened either."
"What are you talking about? I don't understand at all!" Sanqi said, frowning at the fat man.
The man smiled and said, "Little miracle doctor, please don't joke. It was your prescription that saved the lives of our entire city. Have you forgotten?"
"The prescription?"
"Yes," the chubby man said, "Look, that recipe is still hanging on the city wall."
Jiang Nuanzhi and Sanqi exchanged a glance and then walked towards the city wall.
Upon closer inspection of the prescription, both men wore somewhat strange expressions.
Sanqi: "Huh? This isn't my prescription. I did keep the prescription, but I didn't write it." Her eyes brightened slightly. "However, this prescription is excellent. Could it be that this prescription cured the plague in Canglin? Tell me quickly, who wrote this prescription?"
The man beside her still wore a refined smile: "Little Divine Doctor, please don't joke around. Isn't this the prescription you left in the army? We all know about it." As he spoke, as if he suddenly thought of something, he leaned closer to Sanqi and whispered, "Could it be that the Little Divine Doctor is trying to hide his identity?"
Sanqi said inexplicably, "What? I'm asking whose prescription this is! This isn't my prescription at all. Don't put my portrait and prescription together. You can all leave now. I didn't write this prescription. You've thanked the wrong person."
The moment those words were spoken, the surroundings fell silent.
Jiang Nuanzhi silently withdrew her gaze, her expression somewhat complicated. Wasn't this the prescription she had given Shen Wenshu before?
(End of this chapter)
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