Chapter 606: Incognito Visit

"You probably don't know, if it weren't for the little doctor's pills, not only in Chang'an Town and Baishui Town, but also in several other counties, many people would have died. Moreover, in the neighboring Yingnan Prefecture, I heard that the prefect didn't send the prescription.

In one county alone, hundreds of bodies are burned every day. It's scary. Look at our town. We have a little miracle doctor here, but only one person died. It was because that person refused to take the pills and committed suicide. It had nothing to do with the little miracle doctor."

"......"

There were many people on the street and the carriages were moving very slowly.

Ming Shenghuang managed to listen to it from beginning to end.

As the two of them got further and further away from the carriage, the sound gradually faded away.

Ming Shenghuang lowered the curtain of the carriage and turned to look at Meng Zhili beside him.

"Who is this female, little miracle doctor?" Ming Shenghuang didn't know how to address her. Calling her a female doctor didn't seem right.

The female doctors in the palace could only treat his concubines, unlike this little miracle doctor who could treat both men and women.

He simply followed the two people chatting outside and called Jiang Fubao "little miracle doctor".

Meng Zhili was so frightened that he almost knelt down in the carriage.

"Your Majesty, I am not worthy of the title of Little Miracle Doctor. My daughter's name is Fubao, and her surname is Jiang. She is my adopted daughter a few years ago. I treat her like my own daughter."

As he spoke, his forehead almost bent to his knees.

I didn't dare to look directly at Emperor Mingsheng.

"Your goddaughter? Why didn't you mention it before you came here? Did she really come up with the recipe for the plague herself?"

Emperor Mingsheng was somewhat unconvinced.

There are many smart women in the world, and he has met many of them.

But there is really no one who is so smart.

Since ancient times, countless dynasties have changed, and the plague has been a major concern for many emperors.

Most of the cities in Tianling Kingdom are near water, and floods occur frequently. Once a flood occurs, there is a possibility of plague, which will kill hundreds of thousands of people every time.

So many doctors, including the imperial physician, were unable to cure the plague.

In Emperor Mingsheng's subconscious, the plague was an incurable disease that could not be cured by medicine.

Suddenly someone came and told him that the plague could be cured and that there was a prescription. As long as he took the medicine according to the prescription, he would be guaranteed to be cured, and if he took the medicine early, there would be no sequelae after he recovered. It was like a dream.

Especially since this miracle doctor is a girl who hasn't even reached marriage age yet.

Along the way, Mingsheng Huangdu felt his feet were light, just like in a dream.

"Your Majesty, my daughter's medical skills are well-known not only in Lianshan Town, but also in the surrounding counties. Some people even come from Jiangnan to see my daughter. There is no doctor in the town whose medical skills can compare with my daughter. Even when I was sick, it was my daughter who treated me.

She has been smart since she was young, has a photographic memory, and was familiar with the sutras at the age of five. If she were not too young, I would not have waited until she was nine to allow her to open a clinic because I was afraid that she would be bullied...."

As he spoke, Meng Zhili began to show off.

Jiang Fubao was praised to the highest level in the world, as if she were a goddess who had come down to earth to save the people from danger.

"How long will it take? I can't wait to see her."

The more Meng Zhili spoke, the more anxious Ming Shenghuang became.

He got off the carriage immediately after it stopped at the door of Yaoxiangshan Pavilion.

The scene he saw made his eyes widen.

There was a long queue outside the clinic, with no end in sight.

Emperor Mingsheng had visited the clinic in disguise seven or eight times, but this was the first time he saw a long queue outside the clinic.

"Hey, bro, when will it be my turn? I came all the way here and have been waiting in line for an hour."

The man who had been waiting at the door for a long time walked up to Ohmae and spoke loudly.

"Yeah, I've been waiting all morning, when will it be my turn?"

"Oh, I'm so tired from standing."

"Ahem, I feel really bad, let me take a look first."

"Doctor Jiang is giving injections to other patients. There are other doctors in the clinic. If you are in a hurry, you can go in now and let the other doctors check your pulse."

Daqian pointed at several of Jiang Fubao's disciples.

Two more tables were added to the lobby of the clinic.

Hu Lushou and his fellow apprentice Tao Yunzhi sat there, the two old men like two giant Buddhas, not moving at all.

The medical skills of these two are the best among Jiang Fubao's disciples, and they have already semi-closed the clinic, only opening it occasionally. They have basically settled down here. Jiang Fubao simply let them treat patients together, and she would help them when they encountered difficult cases.

"No, no, I just want the little miracle doctor. Forget it, I'll just wait." The man glanced at the two of them and quickly waved his hand.

"Yeah, I don't trust others. I'll just wait."

"Little doctor, please hurry up, my son is in great pain."

"Ahem, we've waited till now, there's no need to waste any more time."

"......"

Several people refused.

"My apprentice is a good doctor. After all, you have me, your master, here. You can go without worry. I see that you look normal. Even if you are not feeling well, it is not a big problem. My apprentice can definitely treat you. Come in."

Without waiting for Ohzen to answer, Jiang Fubao, who had just finished an injection, walked over from behind the screen on the left.

She heard what these people said.

Seeing his disciple looking at the people outside with resentment on his face, Jiang Fubao rarely said anything.

It's not only for the disciple's good, but also for her own good.

Since the city gates were opened, the clinic's business has been booming. She is simply overwhelmed and if she doesn't let her apprentice help her share the burden, she will die of exhaustion in the clinic sooner or later.

"Well, since the little doctor said so, I believe you, doctor, please help me, I always get up at night, why is this?"

"My son woke up with a stomachache one night. Doctor, please check his pulse."

"......"

Seeing that Jiang Fubao said so, the few people had no choice but to go in. Two of them moved quickly and occupied the seats, and the rest of the people simply went back to the door and continued to line up.

"Father, why are you here?" When Jiang Fubao turned around, she saw someone outside the door out of the corner of her eye, so she turned back.

"Let's go. There are too many people here and it's hard to see. Let's go to the backyard to talk." The door was full of people. For fear of disturbing the emperor, Meng Zhili took Emperor Mingsheng and several officials and guards to the backyard of the clinic.

The yard, which was not very big to begin with, was filled with people.

Jiang Ruyi, who was preparing medicinal food in the kitchen, stuck her head out and watched quietly.

She did not forget to instruct the cook to continue cooking.

"What's wrong, father? Who are these people?" Jiang Fubao frowned slightly. She looked at the middle-aged man with extraordinary temperament in front of her with confusion, and suddenly felt inexplicably confused in her heart.

My godfather just nodded and bowed to him. Could it be that this was the prefect? ​​Or was it the inspector?

Why would such a person come to see her?

Jiang Fubao was guessing wildly in his heart.

All kinds of conspiracy theories emerged.