Zhang Miao exclaimed in surprise, "What kind of medicine takes so long to make? Sir, do you need my help?"
Lu Tu shook his head: "Dr. Zhang, I understand how you feel right now, but this can't be rushed. The medicine still needs to be cultivated. Do you know how to cultivate it?"
"Um...I've grown medicinal herbs before, is that the same as these?"
"It's different. To be precise, I cultivated the smallpox virus!"
"Virus?" Upon hearing these two words, Zhang Miao, though hearing them for the first time, quickly grasped their meaning from the literal words and was greatly alarmed.
"Sir, what are you doing cultivating this virus? If things go wrong, it could be an even bigger disaster!"
After pacing back and forth for a while with his hands behind his back, Lü Tu asked Zhang Miao with a serious expression, "Doctor Zhang, have you ever heard of fighting poison with poison?"
Zhang Miao felt as if he were hearing a fairy tale. Lü Tu was clearly a general who led troops into battle, but when it came to medical principles, he was even more professional than Zhang Miao, who had been immersed in the medical field for decades.
Chong Lü Tu bowed slightly and said, "Lord Lü, please forgive my lack of knowledge. I don't quite understand how to fight smallpox with poison. Where did you get this conclusion?"
Lu Tu sighed softly. Zhang Miao's personality was very similar to Hu Delu's in some ways; both of them were eager to learn in their respective professional fields.
However, this is also a good thing. Only with such persistent and inquisitive people can progress be made in various industries. Moreover, his medical ethics are impeccable, so Lu Tu naturally respects him.
"Dr. Zhang, please wait a moment. I'll go and say hello to Miss Wang, and then I'll take you to see her."
Zhang Miao nodded repeatedly, excitedly rubbing his hands together.
Lu Tu arrived at Wang Miaoling's small house and knocked on the door. Wang Miaoling's melodious voice came from inside: "Lord Lu, please come in."
Seeing that Wang Miaoling's complexion was much rosier than a few days ago, Lü Tu smiled and asked, "Miss Wang, are you feeling better?"
Wang Miaoling got up from the edge of the bed, bowed to Lü Tu Yingying and said, "Thank you for your concern, sir. Miaoling is much better and has been able to eat these past few days."
Lu Tu nodded and said, "That's good. My advice is that you should go out less. After all, your resistance is not strong during this period. If you get infected again, you can only wait to die."
Hearing Lü Tu's blunt and tactless words, Wang Miaoling wanted to get angry but then burst out laughing. She knew that Lü Tu was speaking on purpose to keep his distance from her, which was naturally due to what she had said to Nangong Huiyu a few days ago.
Thinking about how she had tricked Lü Tu, Wang Miaoling felt a faint sense of joy.
"Miaoling is with Lord Lü. Even if the Black and White Impermanence wanted to take me away, they would have to ask you first, Lord Lü!"
Seeing that Wang Miaoling had neutralized his moves again, Lü Tu felt a headache coming on. Could it be that this woman really liked him?
But for so long, I have been very harsh and sarcastic towards her, deliberately kept my distance, and even made her cry a few times. Why is this happening?
Lu Tu couldn't understand it. He cupped his hands and said, "In that case, Miss Wang, please rest well. I'll go and talk to Doctor Zhang about something."
"Please take care, sir. Let me see you off for me!"
As soon as Lü Tu stepped out, Zhang Miao pulled him forward, saying, "My lord, let's hurry up. Can we talk about personal matters after the medicine is made?"
Lu Tu laughed and said, "What romantic feelings? Wang Miaoling and I are innocent!"
Zhang Miao said irritably, "I'm 42 years old this year, do you think you can fool me? What innocent man would willingly go into a woman's boudoir?"
"Isn't this for treating an illness?"
"Lord Lü, let's be frank. Haven't you noticed that Miss Wang's smallpox has healed, but she's developed a heart ailment?"
Lu Tu took a step back in astonishment: "Old Zhang, don't tell me that your heartache is because of me!"
“Who else could it be but you? I heard it all outside the door. Before you went in, Miss Wang was sighing from time to time, but as soon as you went in, she was all smiles.”
Lu Tu said dejectedly, "Old Zhang, can't you focus your attention on important matters? You're always thinking about other young women's little schemes, aren't you ashamed?"
Zhang Miao snorted, "You can play it for real, but I can't even say a word?"
Lu Tu was speechless. This was the first time he had seen Zhang Miao so venomous. It seemed that doctors were not to be trifled with. He could only shut his mouth in frustration and lead Zhang Miao toward the warehouse.
As soon as Zhang Miao entered the smallpox vaccination room, he noticed something unusual: "Huh? Why is it so warm here?"
Ban Yingying, who was standing nearby, explained, "I've been keeping the stove warm the whole time!"
Zhang Miao immediately connected the temperature with the virus cultivated by Lü Tu: "Sir, should the temperature for cultivating this also be suitable?"
Lu Tu nodded: "Temperature is very crucial. You can think of the virus as an egg. Only when it is incubated at the appropriate temperature can a chick hatch."
Zhang Miao exclaimed in surprise, "Wonderful, wonderful! Lord Lü's knowledge is truly unparalleled throughout history. You can explain such profound knowledge so clearly with just a simple sentence. You truly deserve to be called a master of medicine in our time!"
Lu Tu waved his hand helplessly: "Alright, stop flattering me. Since I brought you here, I will naturally explain all the details to you."
When Zhang Miao saw that Lü Tu was so generous and wanted to explain the prescription to him, his eyes immediately welled up with tears, and he knelt down on the ground.
Lu Tu couldn't stop him: "Old Zhang, what are you doing?"
"Lord Lü's magnanimity is as vast as the ocean. For the sake of the safety of the common people, he actually passed on such a prescription to me, Zhang Miao. I am truly unworthy of such a gift. Please accept my bow, Lord Lü!"
Zhang Miao's moral character is really too high, but after he said that, Lü Tu also felt that he was indeed quite great.
He would never have given Zhang Miao the prescription for cultivating the virus if he hadn't tested Zhang Miao's medical ethics and character.
After all, if vaccines can be developed, viruses can also be developed. Killing and saving lives are just a matter of a person's decision.
Moreover, if this thing were handed over, it would be an achievement that would go down in history. It is normal for Zhang Miao to react this way since Lü Tu taught him the cultivation method so casually.
Since he praised Lü Tu so highly, Lü Tu couldn't refuse. He helped him up and said, "Doctor Zhang, your medical ethics and benevolence are rare in this world, which is why I am willing to teach you. After all, my abilities are limited. You need to carry forward this prescription and method so that the common people will no longer suffer from smallpox."
"Your Excellency is a wise and benevolent ruler who will save the world!"
Lu Tu was startled. How did things get so off-topic? He couldn't help but yell, "Old Zhang! I'm trying to teach you out of kindness, do you want to see my whole family executed?"
Zhang Miao then realized he had said the wrong thing. In this era of absolute imperial power, if these words were to get out, not only would he be killed, but Lu Tu's entire family might also be killed by him.
He stood up dejectedly and said, "Sir, I'm sorry."
"Stop talking nonsense, let me explain the principle behind it to you."
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