Seeing that Hua Manyuan spoke with such sincerity, and even cried with emotion at the end, the crowd's doubts lessened slightly.
Could it be that what these two are saying is true?
Xie Guangbai stepped forward with a smile and said, "If you don't believe me, you have your own way of verifying it. Just let me treat a patient infected with the plague."
"That's a good idea. We have to put it to the test to see what it's really made of!"
"But where are we going to find patients infected with the plague? I don't want to go west right now."
"Yes, it would be great if there was a patient who wasn't in the slums, so we could know whether he was capable or not."
Upon hearing this, the constable Lao Li immediately thought of his colleague Lao Zhao. He cleared his throat and said, "Ahem, I think I know such a person."
Upon hearing this, everyone instinctively moved away from the constable, Old Li, fearing that he might have also been infected with the plague.
Old Li, the yamen runner, didn't have time to pay attention to these things. He continued, "He's also a yamen runner in the county government, but he's off today. I know where he lives. Is anyone willing to come along?"
Upon hearing this, the group exchanged glances, hesitant because they wanted to see if the fair-skinned young man was telling the truth, but they also didn't want to get themselves involved.
Xie Guangbai naturally noticed everyone's little thoughts, and he said with a smile, "If you are not at ease, I can prescribe a general medicine first and let the patient take it to try."
Although the medication may not be as effective as that diagnosed through observation, auscultation, inquiry, and palpation, it will definitely alleviate the patient's symptoms. This way, with everyone out and about, it's easier for me to treat more people.
"Alright, we'll do it your way. If it really works, I will definitely keep my promise of one hundred taels of silver," Manager Yang decided.
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