You are asked to marry in place of the tyrant, and you allow the tyrant to send you to marry?

"If I don't come again, I'm afraid someone will bully me, right?"

When Wanyan Hongze said this, he glanced at Du Zhirou and Wanyan Hongwei with ulterior motives, and a hint of murderous intent quickly flashed in his bottomless eyes.

Wanyan Hongwei couldn't help but feel flustered, his face turned extremely pale, and his heart was about to jump out.

"Brother, you may have misunderstood! We were just joking with the Empress Dowager, and we didn't mean to offend you..."

Worried that Wanyan Hongze would bear a grudge and that the two would have trouble in the future, Wanyan Hongwei quickly explained with a smile.

But Wanyan Hongze didn't seem to appreciate it at all, and asked back unhappily:

"Misunderstanding?! You have been having an affair with your sister-in-law's younger sister, and you have been criticized by everyone.

Now you are thinking about your sister-in-law again, you call this a [misunderstanding]?"

Wanyan Hongze finished his words in a cold voice, turned around, took Du Qingwan's hand, and prepared to leave the scene.

But Du Zhirou seemed very unconvinced and immediately blocked their way, saying arrogantly:

"Du Qingwan, you caused such a big disaster yourself, and you just leave like that?

Look at these refugees, they drank your medicine and there is no sign of improvement at all!"

"I seriously suspect that these medicines of yours are poisonous. Not only can they not cure the plague, they may even kill people!"

Du Qingwan never dreamed that Du Zhirou and Wanyan Hongwei would appear together, and it turned out that they came for this matter.

As everyone knows, the fact that the decoction has not been very effective has spread throughout the imperial city.

"Sister, so this is why you came here? Of course!

Do you have any good ideas for curing these refugees infected with the plague?"

Du Qingwan originally wanted to leave with Wanyan Hongze, but suddenly she became interested, raised her eyebrows, and suddenly decided not to leave.

Upon hearing this, Wanyan Hongze also looked very interested.

"I am also very curious. My Third Brother and Concubine Rou are now also concerned about the refugee issue. This is really rare!"

Wanyan Hongze's words were full of sarcasm and his face was full of disdain.

Wanyan Hongwei was immediately furious, but for the sake of his dignity, he still tried to control himself and said with a smile:

"No, brother, that's not what we meant..."

But before Wanyan Hongwei could finish his words, Wanyan Hongze glared at him fiercely and said in a cold voice:

"Then what do you mean, Third Brother? Didn't Concubine Rou just say that you are here for the plague treatment medicine?"

"It seems that the Third Prince and Concubine Rou really want to help the Queen solve her problems!"

"That's great! Take out your prescription for curing the plague. These refugees are waiting for your help!"

Wanyan Hongze spoke calmly, but every word he said was forcing Du Zhirou and Wanyan Hongwei to come up with a prescription to cure the plague.

The two of them were surprisingly calm when they heard this and couldn't help but smile at each other.

"If my royal brother insists on saying so, then I will respectfully obey your command!

I heard that the Empress's sister-in-law's family has some knowledge of medicine, and Rou'er has also learned a little bit in private.

As for curing the plague, Rou'er is confident that she is slightly better than the Emperor's sister-in-law..."

What shocked Du Qingwan completely was that Wanyan Hongwei had no idea where he got the confidence from to say such words so brazenly, which really refreshed her perception of Du Zhirou.

"Hey, sister, when did you learn medical skills? How come I didn't know?

This plague can’t be cured just because you want to. If it’s not cured properly, people will die!”

Du Qingwan still couldn't believe it. She looked at Du Zhirou with ulterior motives and subconsciously curled the corners of her lips.

In fact, it would be a lie to say she wasn't nervous.

She was really worried that Du Zhirou would randomly come up with some folk remedy and accidentally kill those infected with the plague.

"Sister, there are many things you don't know. You can do it, I may not be incapable of doing it, but I understand that sister, I'm afraid you have to admit defeat."

Du Zhirou was not modest at all. While she was talking casually, she took out a prescription from her bosom with a proud look on her face.

Seeing this, driven by strong curiosity, Du Qingwan couldn't help but snatch the prescription and examine it carefully.

The next second, she was stunned: "This..."

"What's wrong? Are you shocked, sister? Can this prescription of my sister cure the plague?"

Seeing Du Qingwan's silly look, Du Zhirou instantly became overjoyed, with a look of waiting to see a good show between her brows.

Wanyan Hongwei, who was standing by, was also restless and immediately followed suit, subconsciously curling the corners of his lips:

"Sister-in-law, please tell me whether this prescription can cure the plague!

I have ordered people to boil the medicine, and it will be sent to the quarantine camp soon and distributed to the refugees."

"According to Rou'er, within three days, all these refugees infected with the plague will recover."

Wanyan Hongwei spoke calmly and seemed very confident.

When he looked into Du Zhirou's eyes, there was nothing but admiration and he loved her even more in his heart.

Du Zhirou was not modest either. She smiled at Wanyan Hongwei and pretended to be shy:

"Third Prince, there is really no need to discourage my sister like this. My sister will be very embarrassed if she loses."

Hearing Du Zhirou say this, Du Qingwan almost choked to death on her own saliva and couldn't help coughing a few times.

Upon seeing this, Zhao'er hurried forward to support her and pat her on the back.

"Miss, are you all right? You just got the plague, and your condition is already very serious. You can't be in any more trouble."

Zhao'er really felt sorry for Du Qingwan, but she couldn't persuade her.

Du Qingwan is a doctor. Even though she was infected with the plague, she still insisted on coming out to treat the refugees. She continued to research prescriptions and cook decoctions for the refugees to drink.

Even though Wanyan Hongze was infected with the plague, he was unable to stop Du Qingwan from coming out to treat the refugees.

Who would have thought that just as Zhao'er finished speaking, Du Qingwan had not had time to respond, but Du Zhirou suddenly took over the conversation:

"Yes, sister. Zhao'er is right. You said you are the last disciple of the genius doctor Fang Baicao, known as the [Genius Doctor Soul Hand].

But look at yourself. You have the plague and you can't even cure yourself. How can you cure others? Haha..."

I have to say, Du Zhirou really speaks in a very different way.

Her ability to make people angry to death is really extraordinary.

But Du Qingwan was not a pushover. The moment she saw her prescription just now, she almost couldn't help but expose Du Zhirou.

On second thought, Du Zhirou and Wanyan Hongwei were in a hurry to die, so there was really no need for him to save them.

"Sister, I advise you not to be happy too soon.

Others may not know where this recipe came from, but don’t you and I know it too?”

"If you can really save these refugees with this prescription, I will no longer use the four words [Divine Doctor Soul Hand]!"

What was incomprehensible to everyone present was that in the face of Du Zhirou's endless provocations and humiliations, Du Qingwan was not angry at all.

She was even willing to give up the title of "Divine Doctor Soul Hand".

When Du Zhirou heard this, she was naturally more than happy to do so!

"Okay! Then sister, just wait and see!

Come here! Bring up the medicine I asked you to cook!"

Before Du Qingwan could react, Du Zhirou clapped her hands and ordered the servants to bring the medicine.

Du Qingwan couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat when she saw this...