Chapter 176 The prescription

"Brother Shaoyang, why are you here?"

Facing him, Yang Yanzhao was a little surprised, while Xu Shaoyang, as before, with a gentle smile on the corners of his mouth, stopped the carriage slowly. "Ha ha, when I received the news from Brother Hede that day, I came. I just picked up an iron arrow and knew that the little brother needed help, so I followed Miss Luo."

On the carriage, the curtain was lifted, but it was Luo's female detective. When she saw Yang Yanzhao, the trace of worry on her face dissipated.

Behind Luo's daughter, Lin Mo Niang, who was still changeable, helped an old man come down. "It's okay if you have nothing to do. Sister Luo has been worried for a long time."

Seeing the old man, Zhu Yan, who was still stunned by Xu Shaoyang's cultivation, hurried forward a few steps and shouted loudly in the Minnan language.

"The old man is fine. Speak Chinese, otherwise Lord Yang and others can't understand."

The old man is Zhu Yan's father, the former patriarch of Zhu Jiazhai, Zhu Rong.

nodded, Zhu Yan looked back and forth at Zhu Rong, "Father, have those dog officials in Xinghua City ever bullied you?"

staring at him, Zhu Rong scolded, "The old man is not old. How could they bully me? If they hadn't used some dirty tricks, they wouldn't have been deeply imprisoned.

Don't say so much. Everything is fine in the village. How's your sister's body?

Zhu Yan opened his mouth and his words were condensed. After a while, he continued to say, "The child invited Aunt Hua, but it's still..."

Hearing this, Zhu Rong stamped his foot, and suddenly a rift appeared on the rock, "Huagu? Who asked you to find them..."

He was angrily scolded, and the rest could only sigh, and then saluted Yang Yanzhao, "Let Lord Yang laugh. All the children of the children expect the elders to save him."

Looking at the pit that was stamped out with straw shoes, how could Yang Yanzhao not know that the other party was a hermit master? He hurriedly shouted that there was no need to be polite. Later, he told the truth, "Old patriarch, to be honest, the disease suffered by the Zhujiazhai people is 'leprosy', which is easy to spread to others, and it is also difficult to cure."

"leprosy!"

Luo's girl exclaimed. Although Yang Yanzhao had already said in the letter that there were medicinal herbs she bought based on her experience in the car, she was still a little surprised to hear the word 'leprosy'.

The carriage went on the road lightly. Even if it was a mountain road, Xu Shaoyang was driving smoothly. Zhu Rong and his son were walking under the car. In the carriage, Yang Yanzhao hesitated for a long time and asked softly, "Qing'er, do you have a cure?"

Shaking her head, Luo's daughter said, "Liulang, 'leprosy' has been an appalling disease since the previous dynasty. There is little cure. Even in the medical book, no cure has been found. Therefore, once it appears, it must be the spread of the plague and the loss of life."

A little apologetic, Yang Yanzhao grabbed Luo's daughter's jade hand, "If it weren't for me, Qing'er would not be in this danger."

Quickly pulled her hand away, and Luo's woman's cheeks suddenly stained Chaoxia. "The slave family has been studying medicine with their father since childhood, remembering the hanging pot to save the world. Even if there is no Liulang, he will come to help.

But then again, compared with Mo Niang, the slave family is ashamed of itself..."

"Sister Luo, don't make fun of Mo Niang. I heard that Zhu Jiazhai suffered this misfortune. Mo Niang has long been anxious and extremely worried. Although she is not good at medical pharmacopoeia, at least she can help Sister Luo and give less pain to those infected people."

Since ancient times, those who worry about the people and the people are all great sages. After listening to this sentence, Yang Yanzhao can't help but think of the previous conversation with Lin Mo Niang. She seems to be really dedicated to relieving Li Min.

Suddenly, an absurd idea flashed in my mind. In southern Fujian, isn't the god who is extremely trusted the mother of his daughter's body?

Will Lin Mo Niang be the Mazu respected by later generations?

Thinking of this, I also shook my head and shook my head amusedly. Then, I couldn't help but feel a headache for the smallpox in Zhujiazhai again.

With a soft cry, the carriage stopped at the foot of the mountain, and Yang Yanzhao's uneasy thoughts also dispersed. He got out of the car, unloaded the carriage with Xu Shaoyang, carried medicinal herbs with a horse, and walked towards Zhujiazhai.

"This stockade is picturesque."

In front of the village gate, Xu Shaoyang sighed in a low voice. He was like him by nature, and he liked the beautiful scenery of the mountains, and this Zhujiazhai was hidden in the deep mountains, and the trees were green, so he couldn't help sighing.

"The old man's ancestors have lived here for generations. At present, I hope you can give more help."

Zhu Rong sighed and said that for Xu Shaoyang, he had long found that his realm was profound. Now, the people are in great trouble, and they really hope that Xu Shaoyang can help.

"Your father-in-law, you are so polite. Since you are here, you must do your best."

Back to the stockade, when the people in Zhujiazhai saw Zhu Rong, they all looked respectful. It seems that the status of the old patriarch among the clan cannot be replaced by ordinary people.

"Rokuro, let the slave family go to see the sick..."

Before taking a break, Luo's daughter said anxiously. Although she also avoided 'leprosy', saving people is like fighting a fire, and it can't be delayed at all.

"Okay, but Qinger, you have to be careful."

Yang Yanzhao was a little worried, but Xu Shaoyang took out a white jade bottle of mutton fat from his arms and poured out two vermilion elixir from it. "This is still a poison avoidance pill from the little uncle, which can resist the poison for more than ten days. If the two girls eat it, it may have some effect."

Hearing the words, Yang Yanzhao was overjoyed, and Luo's daughter and Lin Moniang obeyed the words, and then, under the leadership of Zhu Yan, they walked to the place where the infected people were temporarily placed.

As he was walking, he saw Zhu Xing coming towards him with an empty bamboo basket in his arms. When he saw Yang Yanzhao and others, the little girl stood aside timidly. When he saw her, Xu Shaoyang couldn't help but look more, and then he followed the people who were about to leave.

When it comes to the simple wooden house, most of the patients are weakly leaning on the table, and even more, they are already in a coma. Among them, the sister, who is seriously ill, has begun to talk nonsense.

Seeing the painful appearance of the little girl, Zhu Rong and his son all looked unbearable. Luo's daughter took the medicine box from Lin Mo Niang's hand and walked straight forward.

Looking at the news and asking, the four skills of the doctor were carried out in an orderly manner, while Yang Yanzhao's scalp was tight, and his heart was unconsciously raised in mid-air.

It took more than half an hour for the Luo woman to check all the sick villagers, took the silver needle in her hand, and returned to the stockade with Yang Yanzhao and others.

Zhu Yan asked someone to cook hot water. Without talking, several people washed it, and all the clothes were burned. Since there were no protective equipment, the clothes he wore could only be used as disposable.

Wearing Zhu Yan, he looked a little broad and short gossip. Even Xu Shaoyang couldn't stand Yang Yanzhao's hard grinding and changed the long shirt.

"How about it, Qinger, do you have a good recipe?"

In the big room, Yang Yanzhao asked Luo's daughter, who was a little frowned. Zhu Rong and his son's eyes were full of expectations, and Zhu Li stood up, as if he could hear it more clearly.

The latter meditated for a long time, and then slowly said, "Just now, the slave family checked that the 'emp' disease has reached the time of plaster. If you want to cure it, I'm afraid it's a little..."

"Wo..."

When the words fell, Zhu Li fell on the wooden chair, and the wooden chair also collapsed. The pieces of wood were scattered all over the ground, and the wood chips flew around him.

A trace of sadness spread in the room. At this time, Xu Shaoyang got up and said to Yang Yanzhao, "Maybe there is a way to try it, but the first thing is to confirm."

"Sir, please speak."

There was a little urgency in Zhu Rong's words. Seeing that he was so eager, Xu Shaoyang did not delay and continued to say, "Is everyone in contact with the patient in the stockade infected with leprosy?"

Although he didn't want to admit it, Zhu Yan nodded, "It's really like what you said."

"Wait..."

Yang Yanzhao stretched out his hand and interrupted Zhu Yan, "Brother Shaoyang, there is one person who is not infected with leprosy."

"Yes, Zhu Xing didn't..."

At this time, Zhu Li, who was sitting on the ground, also said loudly. Zhu Yan was afraid that Xu Shaoyang would still not know, so he explained, "It was the girl I met when I went to investigate her condition before. Her parents died and she had been with her sister since childhood. After her sister fell ill, Zhu Xing was also taking care of her around. The gentleman's question is indeed In this way, in the past two months, there have been many infected people, but Zhu Xing is safe.

"That's good," Xu Shaoyang said, but then he became silent again. When everyone was anxious, he said the reason. "I also heard this method from my uncle. If it is displayed, it will be despised by others, and it will also hurt the world."

Hearing this, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help but think of the scene where he opened up his veins. Maybe this is also witchcraft in the north? If so, according to Xu Shaoyang's temperament, as a decent disciple of a famous family, it is also reasonable to hesitate.

"Sir, saving a person's life is an unscrupulous merit. How can it be a harmful thing? Please save my life for the old and young people in the village.

Zhu Rong bent to the ground. On the one hand, Zhu Yan and Zhu Li were the same. Seeing this scene, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help sighing, "Brother Shaoyang, the old patriarch is right. The sword can kill people and cut off thorns. It just depends on whose hand it is in. At present, we are saving lives. If you want to come to Shanmen, you won't be blame."

Finally, Xu Shaoyang breathed a sigh of relief, "Since Brother Yan Zhao said this, I think the teacher will agree, but if you want to use this method, there is still one thing left."

Seeing Xu Shaoyang nodding, Zhu Rong suddenly had hope in his heart and hurriedly asked, "I don't know what you mean?"

His face was a little hesitant. For a while, he said something that shocked everyone in the room, "What's missing is the little girl's blood."

"Brother Shaoyang, this..."

Seeing Yang Yanzhao's words, Xu Shaoyang nodded slightly painfully, "Yes, Brother Yanzhao, this method requires the innate spirit of Taoism to integrate the essence and blood of 'leprosy' into the patient's body, so as to help them produce a source of resistance."

No wonder Xu Shaoyang does not want to use it. Based on human blood, he has been regarded as evil in all dynasties, but at present, I have to admit that this is the only feasible way, just to suffer the little girl Zhu Xing.

With a sigh, Yang Yanzhao turned his head and looked at Zhu Rong, "Old patriarch?"

Obviously, Zhu Rong's eyes were struggling, "Sir, will this take Zhu Xing Xiao Nizi's life?"

"The disease of 'leprosy' cannot be delayed. If you want to cure it, you must act quickly, so you have to take at least half of the blood in her body..."