"Good news, good news."

A clerk ran in hurriedly, and Shopkeeper Liu frowned.

"Be careful, don't get startled." He said unhappily.

The young man stood up hurriedly and awkwardly.

"You don't need to be so nervous when Miss Jun comes. Whether a man comes to get medicine or to consult a doctor, he should be more focused." Shopkeeper Liu gave a lecture, picked up the teapot and poured tea before asking, "What's the matter?"

"Boss, the Imperial Hospital has asked Miss Jun to treat Prince Huai." The waiter said hurriedly.

Shopkeeper Liu's hand trembled, and the hot water in the teapot spilled out, splashing all over him.

"Shopkeeper." The clerk hurried forward to help.

Fortunately, he was wearing thick clothes in winter, so he didn't get burned. He was just a little bruised. But Shopkeeper Liu couldn't care less about that now.

"What did you say?" he asked hastily, "Who are you treating?"

"Boss, do you still remember? Doctor Jiang from the Imperial Hospital once told Miss Jun that he would let Miss Jun treat the diseases she couldn't cure. Now he really..." the young man said with a beaming smile.

Before he could finish his words, Shopkeeper Liu pushed him away in annoyance.

"Go away, you haven't explained anything for such a long time." He shouted, and before the young man could say anything else, he rushed out quickly.

"You're making such a big surprise. I haven't said anything yet." The young man murmured in confusion.

When Shopkeeper Liu rushed to Jiulingtang, the shop was busy packing the things that Miss Jun was going to take.

"Miss, I really can't go with you?" Liu'er said with regret.

"Liu'er has acne, but it can be transmitted." Chen Qi said from the side.

"My young lady is not afraid, so of course I am not afraid either." Liu'er glared at him.

"Your young lady is amazing." Chen Qi laughed and looked at Miss Jun again, "She will be even more amazing after this trip."

What's even more amazing is that you can come back after you go there.

"Miss Jun, that's smallpox," said Shopkeeper Liu. "This disease is not easy to cure."

Miss Jun nodded.

"But I can cure it," she said.

That's acne, how can you be so sure? Shopkeeper Liu didn't know what to say.

"Miss Jun, do you know that is Prince Huai..." he could only say.

He was interrupted by Miss Jun before he could finish his words.

"I know." She said, "It's not about who is sick. The hospital can't cure it. I said I can cure what they can't. We are targeting the disease, not the person."

What a childish thing to say! Shopkeeper Liu gave a wry smile.

If this person cannot be cured, someone will target you.

Although Prince Huai's illness was a coincidence, the Imperial Medical Office's recommendation of Miss Jun for treatment was definitely intentional, so the old saying that you can't eat a meal without making excuses is true.

Who would have thought that such a dangerous disease would emerge, and the person who suffers from it is such a dangerous person.

"Miss, the car from the Imperial Hospital is here." said the shop assistant.

Miss Jun nodded and reached out to pick up the medicine box. Liu'er was reluctant to leave, and Fang Jinxiu was a little worried.

"Don't worry, it's okay." Miss Jun said with a smile.

That was her younger brother, and she came to the capital just to keep him safe.

Watching Miss Jun leave in the carriage, Shopkeeper Liu sighed again.

"Don't worry, Manager Liu. It's a good thing that he's cured." Chen Qi said.

"What if it can't be cured?" Shopkeeper Liu said unhappily.

Chen Qi chuckled.

"It's pox, so it's no wonder that it can't be cured." He said, "This is a gamble. If you cure it, you'll get fame and fortune. If you lose, it's nothing. There's nothing shameful about not being able to cure pox."

Shopkeeper Liu snorted.

"If you win, you gain fame and fortune, but if you lose, it's not just as simple as losing face," he said.

Chen Qi still smiled.

"But it's that simple for us because we have the imperial edict," he said.

Shopkeeper Liu's expression eased a little. Yes, there is also the imperial edict. If there is a noble in the palace who wants to cry and make trouble and refuse to reason, we can take it out and use it.

But this imperial edict would probably be withdrawn, and he felt a little distressed when he thought about it.

The stakes are high.

"Don't look at it anymore. We can't do anything else to help now, so let's just build momentum." Chen Qi said.

Shopkeeper Liu glanced at him. What was he doing?

"Pimples, how terrible it is," Chen Qi said, "and how difficult it is to treat."

…

"The sores appear on the head, face and body, and soon spread all over the body, resembling sores from fire. They are all covered with white pulp, and they are regenerated as they break. Those who are seriously ill often die."

Ning Yunzhao recited this, put down the book in his hand and sighed.

"This is really difficult for the doctors."

Ning Yan, wearing a casual Taoist robe, frowned.

"Smallpox is not easy to cure, and we can't make it difficult for the imperial doctors." He said, looking at the scrolls and books that Ning Yunzhao had piled on the desk.

These are the records about smallpox that Ning Yunzhao had spent an entire afternoon looking for in his study.

Ning Yunzhao picked up another volume and read it.

"In the fourth year of Yonghui, this sore spread from the west to the east and spread throughout the sea. There is no cure for it," he read.

Ning Yan nodded.

"It's an incurable and contagious disease, a plague," he said. "Some people in the capital are already panicking. Fortunately, Prince Huai has not left the house, so the disease can still be controlled in Prince Huai's mansion."

As he spoke, he looked at Ning Shiyi who was sitting nearby.

"Has the Wucheng Bingmasi already begun to sprinkle the whole city with white ash?"

Ning nodded.

"It has already started." He said, and took out a book to look at it. "Brother Shi, why are you suddenly interested in this? Aren't you staying at home to study and not going out before the New Year?"

Ning Yan also looked over.

Ning Yunzhao put down the book in his hand.

"I just feel a little sad," he said. "Prince Huai has suffered so much."

Ning Yan looked somewhat dejected, and Ning Shiyi coughed lightly.

"Brother Shi, you are not right," he said, "How can a disciple of a saint sigh like this?"

"It's fate, it's not a bad fate." Ning Yan said, "There are countless children who have lost their parents, and there are people with incurable diseases everywhere. How can you feel sad and sigh just because he is the King of Huai?"

Ning Yunzhao stood up and listened, bowing and answering yes.

Ning Shiyi also stood up and listened with his hands down.

"Illness is just an illness. How can we lament about it?" Ning Yan said, "If you are sick, you should treat it. Doctors will do their best to treat you. There are so many people in this world who are sick but even doctors look down on them. What is there to lament about?"

Ning Yunzhao and Ning Shiyi answered yes again.

Ning Yan glanced at them.

"Okay, all of you go down. There are so many things that can benefit the country and the people. Don't act like little children," he said.

Ning Yunzhao and Ning Shiyi answered yes, bowed and left.

Ning Shiyi walked out, let out a breath, raised his hand and punched Ning Yunzhao.

"It's all your fault," he said. "You just sighed for nothing and got scolded."

Ning Yunzhao smiled and waved his hands.

"I'm bored of studying, so I just think about it," he said.

Ning Shiyi raised his foot and kicked him.

"When I feel bored, I can sing, play the piano and drink." he said.

The two of them left chatting and laughing. Madam Ning Er came to the study with tea and looked at Ning Yan who was packing up books.

"Why are you scolding them for no reason?" she scolded.

Ning Yan shook his head.

"Because of a smallpox, you are so sad and depressed, just like that ignorant woman," he said.

Madam Ning smiled.

"Prince Huai is still a child after all. We can't help but feel sorry for him when he gets this disease. The doctors say he can't be cured," she said, and then she laughed again. "However, we have a new doctor, who may be able to cure him."

Ning Yan heard that she was hesitant to speak and looked up at her.

"It's the young lady from the Jun family." Madam Ning said.

Ning Yan frowned.

"Ridiculous," he said.

"What's so ridiculous? She was obviously tricked by the imperial doctors." Madam Ning covered her mouth and laughed, "Just wait until she can't be cured, and the emperor will punish her."

Ning Yan put the scroll back on the table.

"Why should doctors punish smallpox if they can't cure it?" he said. "Has the emperor become a tool for them to overthrow him? This is really outrageous. I will never allow such a thing to damage your Majesty's reputation."

He paused here.

How...

"What's wrong?" asked Mrs. Ning.

Is Yun Zhao grateful to the prince or to Miss Jun? Ning Yan frowned. Perhaps he was overthinking.

"It's okay." Ning Yan said, taking the tea and taking a sip.

…

Ning Yunzhao walked out of the Ning family and let out a light breath. He looked in the direction of Prince Huai's Mansion for a moment, then retracted his gaze and walked slowly along the street.

At this time, Miss Jun's carriage stopped in front of Prince Huai's Mansion.

The gate of Prince Huai's mansion was tightly closed, and the strong smell of medicine filled the air. The street was deserted and dead silent.

An imperial physician covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief and knocked on the door. The doorman, who had already received the news, opened the door.

"Miss Jun, please." The doctor did not come in, but stood outside the door and said, "Do you want me to give you..."

Before he could finish his words, Miss Jun had already walked past him and entered.

She looked at the straight white jade path and walked slowly.

Jiuqi, here I come, I’m back.