Surprise! I emptied the emperor's private treasury before exile

Chu Ci: It turns out that you came prepared.

Qian Chuanzi felt embarrassed when he saw Chu Ci's knowing expression. He quickly explained awkwardly, "The Fifth Prince's illness cannot be delayed."

What else could Chu Ci do? He could only resort to the method of spiritual victory and vent his anger in his heart before he could force out a smile.

"This..." However, the old doctor had no time to care about Chu Ci. He asked, "Where is the patient?"

"In the carriage." Chu Ci answered, and the old doctor turned around and walked towards the carriage where the fifth prince was. This made Qian Chuanzi very anxious.

"Wait, wait. Doctor, the patient has malaria, you can't just leave like that." Qian Chuanzi had experience in this area and knew that malaria was contagious.

But he didn't know how malaria was transmitted, so he could only take strict precautions.

The old doctor paused when he heard this. Others might not know, but Chu Ci knew clearly, so he hurriedly explained: "It doesn't matter. Malaria is transmitted through mosquito bites. As long as you take proper precautions, you won't be infected."

"Young lady, do you know medicine?" The old doctor had a strange temperament, but he was very serious about medicine. He never thought that in order to earn a few more cents, he would meet a young lady who knew medicine, so his face was not as bad as before.

"I didn't study medicine professionally. I just liked reading some miscellaneous books when I was young." Chu Ci's answer reduced the old doctor's interest a little, but he became more interested in the unknown medical book.

However, medical skills are a secret passed down by each family, so the old doctor would naturally not ask for it rudely.

"Since it's not contagious, just follow me. Also, my last name is Yang, so you can call me Doctor Yang."

Chu Ci nodded, "Doctor Yang, please."

The fifth prince in the carriage had a headache and a low fever, and the pain from the previous hunt had also come back at the same time. He looked more seriously ill than the others.

Doctor Yang took a quick glance and frowned. "How long has he been like this?"

"I have had intermittent fever and chills since this morning, accompanied by headaches and fatigue." This time, it was not Qian Chuanzi who answered Doctor Yang, but Fan Jingrui, who had always been with the Fifth Prince.

Doctor Yang's expression eased slightly after hearing this. After washing his hands, he took the Fifth Prince's wrist and said after a long while, "It's malaria, not serious. The tricky thing is that this young master must have suffered a serious internal injury before. Although he has taken good medicine, it only slightly alleviated the symptoms. The combination of the two makes the young master's illness..."

Although the old doctor did not say it, everyone present knew it. Doctor Yang was powerless to treat the fifth prince's illness. But everyone was still unwilling to give up and asked in unison: "Then, is there a cure?"

Doctor Yang shook his head, and Chu Ci hurriedly asked, "What if we treat malaria first?"

At this moment, she was extremely grateful that the Purple Envoy had left a carrier pigeon.

As expected, Doctor Yang still shook his head. Chu Ci and the others had no choice but to ask Doctor Yang to prescribe some heat-clearing and detoxifying drugs, hoping that the condition would not continue to worsen.

Doctor Yang was a mountain dweller nearby. His medical skills were not very advanced, but malaria was a common disease among people in this place. Over time, he had accumulated some experience.

Therefore, under the care of Doctor Yang, the people from the Chu and Liu families who were suffering from malaria gradually recovered, except for the fifth prince, who became delirious with fever within just two days.

In desperation, Qian Chuanzi had to bribe the local postmaster with a large sum of money and finally settled down in a post station in a small town called Xianning.

Previously, when they were on the road, Mr. Fan could still comfort himself by saying that the road conditions were not good and not conducive to recuperation. But now the Fifth Prince's condition was still worsening, and Mr. Fan, who was always calm, could no longer remain calm. "Rui Ge'er, what's the news from the capital? Where are the Purple Envoys? When will they arrive?"

"When the emperor heard the news, the two doctors Zhang and Wang from the Imperial Hospital set out immediately. However, the distance between the capital and Jiangyou is far, and it will take more than one day to reach there. I'm afraid we still have to rely on the purple-robed envoy to treat the fifth prince's condition."

An Qi carefully told the news he had received.

"Go get the doctor, go get the doctor again." Although he knew that there was little hope for Mr. Fan's action, he could only give such orders.

"We have already sent someone to invite them. However, the mother of the wealthy landlord Qian in the city also suffered from malaria, so they invited all the doctors in the town to come. Although the young mistress paid a large sum of money to hire several doctors, they only took a quick glance and left."

Qian Chuanzi cursed his bad luck in his heart but showed no sign of it on his face. He told the truth respectfully.

Hearing this, Mr. Fan almost lost his balance. Fortunately, Fan Jingrui supported him.

However, when it rains, it pours. When Dr. Yang went out to buy medicine, Yan came running in in a hurry. "It's bad, it's bad. Dr. Yang was kidnapped by the landlord Qian."

"What? Is it God's will to destroy my Fan family?" The last time Grandpa Fan said this was when he learned that he was going to be exiled to Yazhou.

Chu Ci was full of confidence at that time, but this time, Chu Ci was helpless.

She had replaced all the Fifth Prince's daily water with spiritual spring water, but it didn't work. The Fifth Prince's condition continued to worsen.

"There must be a way, there must be a way." Chu Ci almost flipped through all the Chinese medicine books in the space. But when people get sick, how many people get sick by following the medical books?

Helpless, Chu Ci took two medical books that recorded malaria to Fan Jingrui. "My husband, try these two books and see if you can bring the doctor back."

"Okay." Fan Jingrui took the medical book and found that the paper was completely different from the existing paper. Fan Jingrui's eyes flickered slightly, but he had no time to care. He responded and walked out.

As soon as they reached the door, the purple-robed envoy, accompanied by an embroidered-robed law enforcement officer who was good at medicine, and several other doctors carrying medicine boxes came rushing in. "Where is the fifth young master? Take me there quickly."

"Follow me." Fan Jingrui subconsciously wanted to hide the medical book in his hand.

But the purple-robed envoy's eyes were so sharp, "What is Master Fan holding in his hand?"

Fan Jingrui wanted to hide it, but Chu Ci heard the voice and came out. "It's just two books about malaria. The local Qian family detained the only doctor, so we had no choice but to use the medical books to exchange for him. Fortunately, you, the purple-robed envoy, are here."

"Qian family? I've remembered that. But the most urgent thing right now is the Fifth Prince's condition." The purple-robed envoy was angry, but he also knew what was more important. If anything happened to the Fifth Prince, everyone present would be buried with him.

The group arrived at the Fifth Prince's room, where he was already feverish and kept calling for his mother.

"Take the young master's pulse and remember what I say. I guarantee you wealth and glory." As soon as the purple-robed envoy opened his mouth, he painted a big picture for everyone.