If she could still say as arrogantly as before that there was no problem and she could cure it, things would be easier.

She said that there were too many patients and she needed everyone to help out. If that happened, many people would be tempted to go, either because of her previous guidance or because they wanted to take the opportunity to gain some fame. No matter what the reason was, they would have the courage to follow her.

But if everyone loses their courage due to fear, then no matter what the reason is, as long as we are alive, nothing else will matter.

He endured it again and again and followed the girl in saying such things. To put it bluntly, he was teaching the girl to deceive other doctors.

This is really mean.

Doing this kind of thing is like sending people into a fire pit.

Old Doctor Feng's face flushed and he lowered his head, wishing he could crawl into the ground.

I heard Miss Jun's laughter.

"Thank you." She bowed to him, her expression sincere and somewhat grateful.

She understood, and Doctor Feng's heart sank. He didn't know whether he was happy or unhappy, and his expression was very complicated.

It was like he wanted her to do that, but he would be disappointed if she did.

It's really incomprehensible. He was the one who came up with this idea first, so how could he blame the girl?

He didn't want to stay here, so he bowed hurriedly and turned around.

"But I can't do that." Miss Jun's voice came next.

Can't I?

Old Doctor Feng paused and raised his head.

"I want to ask for your help this time, and I have to explain it clearly." Miss Jun said, "Only when you know what to do can we do it well."

In fact, this is also a kind of arrogance.

I'll tell you how dangerous and unreliable this is, but I'm still asking you to help. Do you dare to come and help?

That's how young people are. Old Doctor Feng has a complicated expression and is sometimes a little naive.

"But there's something wrong with you doing this." He still whispered.

"I have no problem saying this. For things like this, everyone must think it through and make their own decisions." Miss Jun said, "I do need help with this disease. This is not something I can do alone, but that doesn't mean I'm unsure. I'm just trying it randomly. I have a theory in mind, but I just need to put it into practice."

Old Doctor Feng looked at her.

"But isn't it the hardest thing to do?" He smiled bitterly.

"So we can just stop doing it?" Miss Jun smiled. "Every prescription and every symptom we use today were created from scratch by our ancestors through trial and error. In ancient times, there was Shennong and then the legendary doctor Bian Que. They all improved their medical skills and prescriptions through trial and error. If it weren't for their trial and error, how would we know that poisonous aconite can be used and arsenic can save lives?"

Old Doctor Feng looked at her and moved his lips as if to say something but nothing came out.

Miss Jun smiled at him again, her expression gentle and her eyes sincere.

"I know this is a risky business, and I am very grateful to you, Dr. Feng, for coming to persuade me and telling me these words," she said, kneeling down.

Old Doctor Feng sighed and waved his hand to refuse the gift.

"But I have to do this." Miss Jun said, turning her head to look outside the city. "The smallpox poison has killed countless people. It's like looking northwest, the enemy is like a wolf. We have already arrived at the battlefront. Do we have to retreat? Even if we can't kill a way out, it's okay to kill as many as we can. It can leave some for future generations to explore, so it won't be in vain."

After saying this, he bowed to Doctor Feng, turned around and walked away.

"My young lady's work will not be in vain." Liu'er said to old doctor Feng, hugged the medicine box tightly, raised her head and hummed, striding after him.

Old Doctor Feng stood there with a complicated expression and did not move.

…

Dusk gradually fell, the door curtains rang, and seeing Miss Jun walk in, Shopkeeper Liu and Fang Jinxiu hurriedly stood up.

"Chen Qi and his men have almost finished their arrangements outside the city. They will not be coming back today and will be set up overnight." Fang Jinxiu said.

"Those medicinal materials have already been loaded onto trucks and sent to Guanghua Temple overnight," said Shopkeeper Liu.

No one asked her what she was doing or how she was doing.

Miss Jun nodded.

"Then I'll go tomorrow," she said, without mentioning what she had done or what the result was.

"Then let's eat." Fang Jinxiu said, and looked at the shopkeeper Liu again.

Shopkeeper Liu waved his hands hurriedly.

"I'm going to go back first. I have some things to do in the shop, so I won't eat here." He said, "I've also prepared some food for the people who will go with me tomorrow. I'll send it here tomorrow morning."

Miss Jun nodded and smiled at him.

Shopkeeper Liu also smiled and turned to go out. When he walked out of Jiuling Hall, his smile disappeared, replaced by a gloomy expression.

I went all over the city, but in the end I couldn't find a doctor.

Those imperial doctors have a grudge against Miss Jun and are determined to make fun of her. Maybe they were the ones who spread the news that Miss Jun cured Prince Huai's smallpox to these patients. They will definitely not come to help.

Although these doctors in the city had conflicts with Miss Jun in the beginning, they were resolved later and all of them received some favor from Miss Jun. Everyone also respected Jiulingtang very much when they talked about him in daily life.

But respect alone is not enough. When it comes to matters of interest, everyone still chooses to protect themselves.

There is nothing to blame about this; it is human nature.

Shopkeeper Liu let out a breath. The night wind in the first month of the lunar year was still chilly and cold, making him put his hands in his pockets.

What is there to be afraid of? Even if I fail in the end, I can just take out the imperial edict, shut down Jiulingtang, and leave the capital. My life will be saved at least.

Our ancestors built up the family fortune only for their descendants to lose it, so that they can start over again after losing it.

Shopkeeper Liu pulled his hat down, got into the car and left.

The night enveloped the capital city, and the lights gradually became brighter.

The lights were still on in Baicao Hall. A young man was dozing off behind the counter. Old Doctor Feng was still sitting at the desk with a medical book in front of him, but he hadn't turned a page since that morning.

The oil lamp flickered a few times, illuminating his gloomy face. Suddenly he slapped the table and stood up.

The sound woke the boy up.

"Master, are we going back?" he said, rubbing his eyes.

Old Doctor Feng hummed, did not answer, took a lantern and walked out.

The young man closed the door happily, but he didn't notice that Dr. Feng didn't go home, but walked towards the street with a lamp in his hand, which was already silent at night.

Soon after, a knock on the door broke the silence of the street, and the door creaked open.

"Doctor Feng? It's so late and you..." The person inside was a little surprised to see who was knocking on the door.

"Doctor Liu, let's go inside and talk." said Doctor Feng as he turned off the light.

The door fell into darkness again.

The night was getting darker, the light in the house had been on for a long time, and the tea on the small table had turned cold.

The two people sitting opposite each other looked solemn, but they did not look tired at all.

"Mr. Feng, this is really too risky." The man opposite finally said with a sigh.

Old Doctor Feng looked at him and nodded.

"Yeah, I know," he said.

"She has a backer. If something happens to her, the emperor won't do anything to her as long as the Fang family of Deshengchang obtains the imperial edict. She is also a girl. When the time comes, she can return to the inner house, get married, and have no worries about food and drink. What about us?" the man said, "We can't stay in the capital anymore. We can't open this clinic. Our whole family will be ruined."

"I know, I know." Doctor Feng nodded again.

"Since you know all this, why do you still have to lobby for her?" the man said helplessly.

Old Doctor Feng picked up the tea that had already gone cold in front of him and took a sip.

"Because I find her trustworthy," he said.