Xie Guangbai took out a package of medicinal herbs from his sleeve and handed it to the yamen runner Lao Li.
"According to the reminder of the God of Goodness Jin Huan, I have already prepared the medicine. I would like to trouble this official to take me to the patient's home. I also need to tell him something."
So a group of people went to the home of the yamen runner Lao Zhao.
"Knock knock knock"
Old Li knocked hard on Old Zhao's door.
"Who is it?" a woman's voice came from the yard.
"Sister-in-law, it's me, Lao Li. I know a doctor with excellent medical skills. After listening to Brother Zhao's symptoms, he helped prescribe some medicine. You can give it to Brother Zhao and try it." Lao Li said loudly.
The woman in the courtyard replied gratefully, "Thank you, Brother Li, just leave the medicine at the door and I'll open the door and get it later.
My husband has been taking a lot of medicines but nothing has helped. Now he has trouble even getting out of bed. The doctor who treated him before was unwilling to come to our house after hearing my description.
Don't get in touch with us too much, it would be troublesome if you get infected with the disease."
After hearing this, Old Li was stunned and felt deeply moved. Old Zhao's family are all good people.
"Okay, sister-in-law, I'll leave the medicine at the door for you, and I'll be waiting not far away.
Sister-in-law, please prepare the medicine for Brother Zhao first. If Brother Zhao gets better, I will immediately ask the doctor to prescribe more medicine."
After saying that, Lao Li placed the medicine given by Xie Guangbai on the flat ground in front of the door.
He walked quickly to another corner with those who wanted to see the result.
When the woman in the yard heard the footsteps gradually fading away, she quietly opened the door a crack, picked up the medicine bag on the ground, and quickly closed the door.
It was as if he was afraid that if he hesitated for a moment, he would infect others with the disease.
"There are still a lot of good people..." the woman murmured as she looked at the medicine bag, then began to light a fire to prepare the medicine.
"Ahem, ahem, who is that lady?" Old Zhao, pale-faced, walked out weakly and slowly, leaning on a cane.
As the woman was lighting a fire to prepare the medicine, she replied, "Old Li is here and brought a packet of medicine. I heard it was prescribed by a highly skilled doctor. Your medicine has just run out, so try this."
The woman's movements were very quick and the herbs were soon put into the earthenware jar used specifically for cooking medicine.
After hearing this, a slight smile appeared on Old Zhao's pale face. He cursed with a smile, "This kid still has a conscience."
"The weather is getting a little cold now. Do you want to go back inside and rest?" the woman looked at Lao Zhao worriedly.
Lao Zhao shook his head. "It's nice to get some fresh air outside. I feel suffocated in the house."
After hearing this, the woman stopped trying to persuade them, and the couple just sat in the yard watching the fire flicker. The unique fragrance of Chinese medicine gradually filled the entire yard.
"Boss, I think this medicine might work. When I made medicine for you before, I never thought the smell of medicine was good. But this one, although it still has a bitter taste, I still want to smell it."
After the woman finished speaking, she carefully opened the earthenware jar and poured the cooked medicine into a bowl, exactly one bowl.
"Boss, just drink it and try it." The woman said expectantly.
Although Lao Zhao also felt that the medicine this time was different from the previous ones, he did not hold out too much hope. After all, anyone who has treated an illness knows that it takes time to adjust the condition.
It would be a fantasy to expect the treatment to be effective within ten days or half a month, but his family is not well-off, so how could they afford the treatment for that long?
Although he thought so in his heart, Lao Zhao still picked up the bowl of medicine. After drinking it down, he quickly wiped his mouth.
"How is it?" the woman asked expectantly.
Old Zhao said helplessly: "I just drank it, even if it is a medicine given by the gods, it can't work so quickly."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards a sunny place in the yard, intending to sit for a while and bask in the sun to get rid of the bad smell of the past few days.
The woman looked at Lao Zhao's back in surprise and stammered.
"Boss, your legs..."
Old Zhao turned around in bewilderment. "My leg? What's wrong with my leg? I'm just holding a crutch..."
Having said this, Lao Zhao paused, looked at his hands, and then looked at his legs.
Wait, he kidnapped?
Old Zhao looked around in confusion and soon found the crutches that he had placed against the wall because he was going to take medicine.
Afterwards, I couldn't come back to my senses for a long time.
The woman ran to Lao Zhao happily and said excitedly.
"Boss, it works, this medicine works!"
Old Zhao, who was originally weak and frail, actually regained his strength and his complexion became a little rosier than before. If this is not considered useful, then there is probably no good medicine in the world.
After the woman finished speaking, she immediately ran to the door excitedly and shouted outside through the door.
"Brother Li, Brother Li, are you still there?"
Old Li was feeling a little drowsy from the sun, and when he suddenly heard the woman's voice, he immediately trotted out.
"Yes, sister-in-law, I'm here. How is Brother Zhao after taking the medicine?"
The woman said excitedly, "It works. The medicine really works. Brother Li, I'd like to trouble you to buy more medicine for my husband. I'll give you the price of a dose."
The woman's voice was so loud due to her excitement that everyone who wanted to know the result could hear it. They looked at each other in surprise, not expecting that the young man in white was really a miracle doctor.
Doesn't that mean that everything he said before was true? Are there really gods in this world? !
Everyone immediately felt respect for Xie Guangbai, and kept thinking in their hearts whether they had done anything wrong to this great doctor.
Xie Guangbai walked to the door at this time and said in a gentle tone.
"That medicine is just a general medicine I made. If you want your husband to recover faster, I need to take his pulse and confirm his symptoms myself."
Without waiting for the people in the yard to reply, the people behind Lao Li immediately spoke anxiously.
"Master Divine Doctor, how can you treat these patients yourself? What if you are accidentally infected? It is said that doctors cannot treat themselves. Wouldn't the whole county be in chaos then?"
"Yes, since this medicine has worked for Lao Zhao, you must not put yourself in danger!"
Xie Guangbai turned around and glanced at the people who were talking. These people seemed to be concerned about his safety.
In fact, their thoughts were obvious. They were not worried about him, but they were worried that after Xie Guangbai treated people infected with the plague, he would not be able to come to see a doctor with peace of mind.
Everyone was swept by that indifferent gaze, and for some reason they felt as if they were seen through, and subconsciously they slowly lowered their heads.
Xie Guangbai said in a gentle but powerful voice: "You don't have to be like this. Since I dare to treat patients, I have the confidence that I will not be infected.
Besides, the reason I came here is because the good god wanted to treat the people here, not to become a court doctor for one or a few people."
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