Jiang Sheng listened to their conversation, his expression becoming increasingly complicated. He pursed his lips and said, "My dear doctors, I presented the booklet to you before, but you...didn't read it."
Everyone was stunned, and when they came to their senses, they were surprised and said, "Uh, I didn't pay much attention. Do you have a way to control the disease?"
"It's not about control, it's about cure. The first one will recover in one day. The most serious one can get out of bed and will be fine in a few days."
With a loud bang, someone lost their grip and the teacup fell to the ground, breaking into pieces.
Jiang Sheng felt helpless. He thought his treatment plan was rejected. It turned out that these people didn't even look at it and actually thought Liu An was dead.
Bai He was stunned for a moment, and hurried into the study to find the booklet. After reading it carefully, he trotted out and stood in front of him.
"Young man, you treated the three patients in three different ways, with different prescriptions."
"Well, the first one was mild. Actually, as long as the fever can be reduced, even a strong person will not die. I just wanted him to get better quickly, so I used some medicine."
"The second time, the medicine was slow to work, so I prescribed a medicinal bath and had him soak in it directly. After about three times, the swelling disappeared and the middle stage turned into the early stage."
"The third one is the most difficult to treat, but it's not impossible to save. It's just a bit troublesome. After the medicinal bath, you have to strip naked and clean the abscesses bit by bit and apply the medicine..."
What Jiang Sheng didn't say was that this was when the spiritual spring water was not used. It would basically take five days. If the spiritual spring water was used, the recovery speed would be even faster.
Everyone looked at each other in silence, still feeling that it was not real.
Bai He glanced at the calm man and said tentatively, "Young man, why don't you take us there to see it, so we can compare it and use your method directly."
"Okay, I'll take you there."
After one stick of incense, everyone's eyes were a little dazed.
Liu An's face was wrapped in gauze, revealing only his eyes, nose, and mouth. He waved his hands and greeted, "Doctor Bai, Doctor Yan, hello..."
Everyone nodded, looking at Jiang Sheng with burning eyes, and asked anxiously: "Doctor Yang, why do you have so many prescriptions? Have you not finished testing them?"
Jiang Sheng shook his head: "No, the plague has spread over a wide area. If we use good medicinal materials, the supply will be insufficient to meet the demand, which will easily delay the patient's condition."
"There are prescriptions with cheaper herbs that take longer to work, but ordinary people can afford them. There are also prescriptions for the wealthy, and then there are more expensive ones that work faster."
"The prescription has been tested and is recorded in detail in the booklet. Once all three of them have recovered, this treatment method can be made public."
Everyone became excited and rushed to grab the booklet.
Jiang Sheng watched them walk away, and heard a noisy sound. He shook his head helplessly. Next time, he should take the initiative to talk to someone, otherwise this kind of mistake would cost lives.
He followed and everyone went into the study to discuss.
Half an hour later, the door was opened and the prescription was adjusted. The news quickly reached Lin Chenghe's ears, and even he was a little surprised.
The housekeeper didn't dare get too close and whispered, "Sir, this is what I heard. Doctor Yang is really capable. He actually achieved results so quickly."
"As things stand, the patients at the farm will be cured within ten days. If you present this prescription for curing the plague to us, you will have accomplished a great deed."
"Returning to the capital is just around the corner. There's no need to keep living in Qiandeng Town. It's really too unfair."
Lin Chenghe gave a bitter laugh and whispered, "I used to think this place was too barren, but now it seems quite nice. The capital is too chaotic. I, a bastard, won't have a good life if I go back."
"I will submit this memorial, but I don't want the credit. I'd rather exchange it with father for another condition."
The housekeeper looked at him and said softly, "Sir, do you want to replace your aunt here?"
"Well, I have my eldest brother in the capital. If I go back and something goes wrong, the only thing I'll be worried about is my mother. If I can take him in, I can live a peaceful life here in the future."
Lin Chenghe had a plan in mind, so he naturally started to take action. After all, Qiandeng Town was still quite a distance away from the capital.
Correspondence also takes time. He can't wait until Zhuangzi recovers before taking action. This is his only chance, the chance for him to get his mother over.
"Uncle Fu, are you sure that the patient in Zhuangzi is getting better?"
"This old servant is certain that there will be no mistakes in this matter. Doctor Bai has always been cautious. If he says it's okay, then there must be no problem."
Lin Chenghe nodded, stood up and went to the study to write a letter home, and asked someone to send it to the capital as soon as possible.
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Jiang Sheng began to classify and group people together to improve treatment efficiency. Those in the early stages were put together, those in the middle stages were put together, and those in the late stages were gathered together for unified treatment.
Yang Er followed him and saw that he hadn't slept for two or three days. He was a little worried: "Master, you should go and have a good rest, otherwise you will exhaust yourself and what will happen."
"...It's okay. Wait until I make arrangements so as not to delay the patient's treatment before you go and rest. They can't wait."
"Well, if you have anything to say, just tell me what you want."
"Um"
Liu An was wrapped up like a rice dumpling. Since his health improved day by day, the first thing he did when he could get out of bed was to stick to Jiang Sheng, for fear that he would run away if he was not careful.
He is very diligent and will do whatever you ask him to do. The only thing you need to do is not to chase him away.
Jiang Sheng looked at him helplessly and said, "I know you want to treat your face. This is not something to rush. Wait until the pus on your face is completely gone. The treatment will be more effective then."
"Also, you're a patient, so you need to rest and take medicine for treatment. Don't follow me around all the time. It's... not good."
Recently, some people have been spreading rumors that he is a homosexual. That's too much. He has never had that kind of habit.
Upon hearing this, Liu An looked at him with tears in his eyes, like a little puppy that was about to be abandoned. He lowered his head and looked at him timidly from time to time, without saying a word and refusing to go back obediently.
Jiang Sheng stared at him in silence for a while before speaking: "Okay, you win. Come with me to the pharmacy to work. I'll make ointment for you after I'm done."
"Really? Thank you, Doctor Yang."
Reaching out to grab the person, Jiang Sheng took two steps back: "Wait, keep some distance. Although the plague can be cured, it doesn't mean I want to get sick."
Liu An nodded repeatedly, his eyes dancing with joy: "I am sorry for being rude. I apologize to you."
In the dead of night
Jiang Sheng handed over a letter and lowered his voice: "Give it to the spy and send it to my eldest brother as soon as possible. Ask him to arrange a doctor as soon as possible and treat the plague according to the instructions above."
"The main thing is to take precautions, with prevention as the main focus and treatment as the secondary. Be careful not to get caught."
Yang Er nodded: "Don't worry, sir, I understand."
Watching his figure disappear, Jiang Sheng closed the door, lay on the bed, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
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