Shen Mingzhuang was amused by her reaction. "I'd rather believe that the enemy is at the gates of the city tomorrow than believe that you, Shen Mingrong, would be frightened by anything."
After exchanging a few jokes, Shen Mingzhuang took a sip of tea and his expression turned serious.
"But I really have something important to tell you."
Shen Mingrong nodded, and the smile on his face quietly disappeared.
"Jiang Wang is ill and may not live more than three months. I need to find a way to save him within three months, otherwise things will get out of control after three months."
Shen Mingrong listened, and couldn't help but frown.
What kind of illness is it?
Shen Mingzhuang shook his head, "To be precise, it's not an illness, but because the heart's blood was taken, which greatly damaged his vital energy. In addition, the mental and physical labor of the past five years has worn down his body."
"When the oil runs out, the lamp goes out. To make the lamp burn again, you have to add more oil."
Shen Mingrong looked at Shen Mingzhuang with bright eyes, and Shen Mingzhuang was slightly taken aback, his eyes also lighting up involuntarily.
"Add more lamp oil..." Shen Mingzhuang murmured, "The lamp went out because the oil ran out, so we should add more oil. That seems to make sense. But if the lamp's energy is greatly depleted, we should find a way to replenish it?"
Shen Mingzhuang muttered to himself, then suddenly nodded as if he had discovered something new, "Yes, that idea is right!"
Shen Mingzhuang was also in a great mood. She didn't expect that just talking to Shen Mingrong would lead to a new idea.
"Coming to see you was definitely a wise decision!"
Shen Mingzhuang smiled and remarked, then picked up his teacup and took a sip, "This tea is excellent, and everything here is of high quality!"
This was the first time Shen Mingrong had seen Shen Mingzhuang so happy about something, and he couldn't help but be infected by her emotions. "You're just worried and confused. I don't believe that if it were someone else's problem, you would be able to come up with this solution if you thought about it calmly."
Shen Mingzhuang nodded. She was really too worried to think clearly. She was only thinking about how to keep Jiang Wang alive and whether there was any way to change the negative impact caused by taking his heart's blood. She forgot that the root cause of this matter was the severe damage to his vital energy.
"Then I need to think of something that can replenish a person's vital energy."
Speaking of this, Shen Mingzhuang thought of the several immortal herbs in his space.
She didn't know what the effects of those magical herbs were, so she had to find someone who knew about these things to ask, and that person had to be reliable.
"Do you know if there are any famous healers or similar figures in the martial arts world?"
Shen Mingzhuang looked at Shen Mingrong once again as if he were looking at a treasure chest.
"I'm not really sure about that. I don't go out much, as you know. I used to just stay home and read books..."
At this point, Shen Mingrong suddenly paused, "Yes, reading books, I seem to have seen some things about martial arts legends in books."
Under Shen Mingzhuang's excited gaze, Shen Mingrong thought for a moment, sorted out his thoughts, and said, "It is said that there are many extraordinary people in the southern border of Tianzhong, and some even have the ability to bring the dead back to life. It is written in a very magical way. I don't know if those stories are fabricated, but the southern border has always been very mysterious. It is possible that there are such extraordinary people. However, you only have three months."
As Shen Mingrong spoke, he sighed softly, "Three months isn't even enough time for you to reach the Southern Frontier. If you want to find such a person in the Southern Frontier in three months and then return, I'm afraid you can afford to wait, but His Majesty can't!"
Upon hearing this, Shen Mingzhuang's heart sank. Yes, the time was too short. Even if they could find out where there were talented people, the time and distance might prevent them from arriving in time.
Therefore, there is only one way to solve this problem: choose the nearest solution.
"Any skilled healers within a hundred miles around?"
By this time, Shen Mingzhuang deeply felt the limitations imposed on non-native residents. She knew nothing, not even what was available in the capital or which doctors were skilled.
Upon hearing this, Shen Mingrong thought about it carefully, but then shook his head.
"If we're talking about skilled doctors in the capital, apart from those in the Imperial Medical Academy, no one else would dare to claim to be a skilled doctor."
Shen Mingzhuang nodded. That made sense. Most of the skilled doctors were recruited by the Imperial Hospital, and those who weren't skilled couldn't get in either.
"However, I've heard that the more powerful families in the capital all have things they never show to others. Some families may possess extraordinary martial arts manuals, while others may have priceless treasures hidden away. These treasures are the most eye-catching."
It's quite possible that powerful families would possess these things, but currently, they don't seem to have much use for Jiang Wang.
"I have everything, from Tian Shan snow lotus to Ganoderma lucidum, but I just have no clue where to start."
This is indeed a big problem.
Shen Mingrong nodded, thought for a moment, and then pondered, "Besides the prominent families in the capital, I wonder if you've ever heard of the He Wen family?"
Shen Mingzhuang shook his head, and Shen Mingrong continued, "The He Wen family has been practicing medicine for generations. I heard that the old master of the He Wen family was a master, but I haven't heard of him for many years. I don't know if he's still alive. I saw him in the Records of the Previous Dynasty. It was said that he could bring the dead back to life. In terms of medical skills, he could be called a medical immortal. But considering that the old master of the He Wen family should be ninety years old, I'm afraid he's..."
It is rare for someone to live to seventy, let alone ninety. Such a person would be hailed as a centenarian.
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