Sang Luo was stunned for a moment and looked at Yue Jian with some surprise. Yue Jian took the initiative to speak? She also took the initiative to ask questions. The key was that she could connect Xiaobao's father's symptoms with this medicinal material.

A bit of a talent for studying medicine!

"Yes! This medicinal material is suitable for Xiaobao. Yue Jian, you are very smart!"

Yue Jian showed a rare smile, and then asked: "What other medicinal materials have similar effects to it?"

"There are too many similarities, including Panax notoginseng, safflower, Ligusticum chuanxiong, Salvia miltiorrhiza, frankincense, myrrh, etc., but it is impossible to have exactly the same effect as Xuegui. I will explain it to you in detail later." Sang Luo said emotionally. Very good, Yue Jian is eager to learn, so his apprentice should be able to teach him.

Not long after, Shen Tunan came over with several government officials and sent the medicinal materials in the warehouse to various medical points.

"These medicinal materials came in time. They should last for a while. It's getting dark, so I'll send you back to rest!" Shen Tunan was really grateful to Mrs. Sang.

If she hadn't come up with the idea of ​​searching empty rooms, and he was still thinking about where to get the medicinal materials, those patients would probably stop taking medicine tomorrow. Sure enough, what's the point in the face of human life?

Sang Luo returned to the inn and gave Zhang Daqiang acupuncture after dinner.

Zhang Daqiang and Li Xiaoshu were much more polite to Sang Luo because their health had indeed improved significantly.

After acupuncture, Sang Luo stretched out his hand: "Give me money!"

Zhang Daqiang had no choice but to hand her a tael of silver and said, "Mrs. Sang, I have indeed gotten better in the past two days. Can I stop acupuncture?"

Sang Luo couldn't help laughing: "What? Too expensive?"

"No, the needle hurts." Zhang Daqiang replied with a smile.

Sang Luo put away the silver needle, with a hint of ridicule in his eyes, and said, "Is it more painful than when you were sick?"

"That's not true!"

"Oh! I don't want to give up the money! If you had told me earlier, I wouldn't be here tomorrow because my joints would hurt!" Sang Luo smiled nonchalantly, turned around and left.

"Mrs. Sang..." Zhang Daqiang shouted, but Sang Luo walked away without looking back, pretending that he didn't hear him.

Li Xiaoshu said: "Brother Zhang, why are you doing this? Save those two dollars?"

"What do you know? You don't have a wife and children to support, and your parents and brothers still support you from time to time." Zhang Daqiang sighed, "When you are my age, you know how stressful it is! Parents need money for medical treatment, and children need money for education. Money is needed everywhere!”

"Then you can't be so economical about treating illnesses!" Li Xiaoshu really couldn't understand.

Zhang Daqiang turned over and lay down on his back, sighing with emotion: "Mrs. Sang is a person, she can really cure diseases, but she is also really expensive!"

Li Xiaoshu stopped mentioning the treatment, lay down on the bed, and changed the topic: "According to the original plan, we could go home tomorrow. But we have been stuck here for so many days. I don't know that my mother will not see me go back tomorrow. , are you worried?"

"Yes! Why did we encounter the plague? I won't go back tomorrow, and my wife must be worried too. Now I can't even write a letter to tell my family that I'm safe."

Both of them became depressed and silent, silently missing home.

"Why don't you go find Mr. Shen and see if there is any way to send a message back?" Li Xiaoshu suddenly stood up.

"The city is closed, who can get out! Who can send you a message?" Zhang Daqiang sighed again.

"Let's try, maybe there is a way? My mother loves me the most when she is a child. If she doesn't get my letter, she will definitely be anxious, thinking that something has happened to me." Li Xiaoshu thought of his mother and thought in her heart. There is this pantothenic acid.

Zhang Daqiang didn't have any hope, so he responded: "Okay! I'll look for Mr. Shen tomorrow!"

The next day, Zhang Daqiang got up very early, endured the discomfort, and waited at the door of the inn.

Shen Tunan arrived with a carriage as usual, and Zhang Daqiang hurried over to greet him.

"Master Shen, are you here? Have you eaten?" Zhang Daqiang said with a smile on his face.

Shen Tunan looked him up and down and nodded: "Have eaten. Is your waist and leg pain gone? Can you stand up?"

"Much better, much better. Mrs. Sang has excellent medical skills!" Zhang Daqiang said a few polite words and then explained his purpose, "Mr. Shen, I was originally able to go home today, but due to the plague, the city was closed and I couldn't go back."

Shen Tunan comforted him: "Don't worry, the number of patients in the city is slowly decreasing. It won't take long before the city gates will be opened."

"Yes! With Master Shen and Mrs. Sang here, the plague in this city will pass sooner or later. But the city gates were sealed at that time, so I didn't have time to send a message to my family. I was afraid that they would be worried if they didn't see me go back!" Zhang Daqiang There was a bit of pleading in his eyes.

Shen Tunan quickly blocked his words and said, "I can understand your mood, but the city gate must never be opened."

"Master Shen, you misunderstood! I don't want to go out of town, I just want to ask if there is any way to send a message to my family to report that they are safe." Zhang Daqiang quickly explained his request.

Shen Tunan breathed a sigh of relief and laughed: "What's so difficult about this? There are carrier pigeons at the post station that can deliver letters to the capital post station. Then let the postmen over there bring the letters to your family!"

Zhang Daqiang quickly raised his hands and saluted and thanked: "Thank you, sir!"

Seeing that Mr. Zhang was polite and courteous, Shen Tunan took the initiative to tell Yi Cheng about using carrier pigeons to report that Zhang Daqiang and Li Xiaoshu were safe at home.

Although Yi Cheng didn't like these two people in his heart, he still used a carrier pigeon to send the peace letter for them.

The pigeon flew very fast, 280 miles away, and arrived in almost an hour. The postman took the letter from the pigeon's leg and handed it to the postmaster.

"Sir, this letter is from Xianhe Station. Please read it!"

Yi Cheng opened it and read it, and couldn't help being surprised: "Xianhe County has been closed down due to a plague? How come we don't have any news about such a big thing?" He directly ignored the main content of reporting the safety of discharged soldiers.

The postman couldn't help being surprised. He quickly looked around to make sure there was no one else. Then he lowered his voice and said, "Sir, is it possible that the magistrate of Xianhe County did not report it and wanted to handle this matter himself?"

Yi Cheng pondered for a while: "It is really possible, this matter..."

"Sir, you have to report it quickly! It is very possible that this letter is obviously to report the safety of the stranded discharged soldiers, but in fact it is Xianhe Yicheng asking for help from you!"

"Hurry up and reply to the letter and ask what is the current plague situation in Qingxianhe? Let them reply immediately!"

The carrier pigeons on both sides flew back and forth twice, and by Youshi, he had a rough idea of ​​the current situation in Xianhe.

The postmaster sorted out the contents and said to the postman: "I will go to the Ministry of Household Affairs right away! You go and report to the families of the two discharged soldiers that they are safe. It is best for their families to report to the Ministry of War as well."

"Yes!" The postman quickly accepted the order.

Yi Cheng hurriedly took the letter sent by the Xianhe carrier pigeon to the Ministry of Finance. Because the matter was so important, he met directly with the Minister of the Ministry of Finance.

He handed over the letter and explained the situation.

Huan Qingzhou, the Minister of Household Affairs, couldn't help but frowned when he read the content of the letter, and his face suddenly darkened: "This county, Hezhi County, is so audacious. A plague broke out there, with more than a thousand people infected, and nearly 200 people died. How dare you conceal it and not report the closure of the city? What happened?"


Chapter completed!