Transmigrated into a female county magistrate during a famine, leading her country to prosperity

In her confusion, she heard the two people's screams intermittently, but she couldn't open her eyes. She felt that if she dared to make even the slightest movement, her stomach would make her vomit all over the floor.

Shen Zheng directly regarded this experience as the most serious motion sickness she had ever experienced in her two lifetimes. If she had not experienced it herself today, she would never have believed that motion sickness could be so uncomfortable.

After feeling better, she took several deep breaths, and the fragrant smell of medicine spread in her throat and nose.

"I just started to feel dizzy without realizing it. I'm sorry to have made you worried."

Shen Zheng looked at the small porcelain bottle in Feng Qianzhi's hand and praised: "Is this the medicine pill made by Qianzhi herself? It's very effective. Qianzhi is really amazing."

Feng Qianzhi's face turned red, and she stretched out her hand and put the porcelain bottle into Shen Zheng's arms.

"This bottle of pills is for my sister."

She was afraid that Shen Zheng would not accept it, so she quickly said:

"I used to feel sick every time I took a car, just like my sister. This is the medicine that Master developed, but... I made the pills with herbs I found. Whenever you feel sick, just take them and you'll feel better. After taking them a few times, the sickness will be alleviated. Sister, every time you take a car in the future, remember to take one pill beforehand."

The more Shen Zheng looked at the little girl, the more she liked her and she praised her a lot.

"Are the medicinal ingredients for making these pills... hard to find?"

Feng Qianzhi quickly shook her head, "It can be seen everywhere, on the roadside, in the fields, and in the woods."

She smiled brightly at Shen Zheng and said proudly, "Master has another purpose in developing the prescription, which is to use the least amount of money to make the most effective prescription. Master said... this is his lifelong wish."

After these words were spoken, Shen Zheng fell silent.

Another microcosm.

In this world, how many people are working hard for the people and for world peace?

She held the porcelain bottle in her hand, feeling a little troubled.

Logically speaking, as a county magistrate, she would naturally want to win over such a capable person when she met him.

If he and his disciple could settle down in Tongan County, she, Shen Zheng, would be willing to help them open a clinic out of her own pocket.

But she clearly understood that the old man had lofty ambitions, and that even the provincial capital might not be able to keep him, let alone a small county town.

How to keep him...

While Shen Zheng was thinking, the quiet surroundings suddenly became noisy.

Fang Ziyan lifted the curtain and looked, "Sister Shen, we are almost at the city gate!"

Xiao Yuan stopped chasing the wind, got out of the car and led the dog away.

Shen Zheng looked at the old man, only to see that his face was even darker than before...

It seems that today, she will have to use her authority to do something convenient.

She took out the county magistrate's token from her bosom and handed it out through the curtain, "Xiao Yuan, tell the soldiers guarding the city to let us in first and tell the truth."

"Yes!"

Feng Qianzhi, who inadvertently glanced at the token, opened his mouth slightly.

She must have seen it right... What her sister handed over seemed to be an official token? Is her sister an official? Or is her family an official?

But if my family is an official, how could he be willing to hand over the official order to my sister?

As for the female official...she had heard about her when she and her master first arrived in Liuyang Prefecture. That female official was very powerful. All the people under her rule praised her. Even many people from other counties wanted to move to that county.

Isn't it such a coincidence?!

Feng Qianzhi opened his mouth and thought for a long time, but he couldn't remember the name of the female county magistrate, so he hit his head in frustration.

"Oh - Miss, there is a clinic here."

Xiao Yuan asked for directions as they walked and found the nearest clinic for Master Feng Qianzhi and his apprentice.

Shen Zheng led them out of the car. Xiao Yuan skillfully carried the old man into the clinic and shouted at the top of his voice:

"Doctor! Doctor! Help!"

The old doctor had gray hair and was moving towards this side step by step, leaning on a crutch.

Fang Ziyan was anxious, so he stepped forward, held the doctor's arm and led him forward.

"Please hurry up, the patient's face has turned black!"

"!"

The old doctor's beard twitched, and he still took big steps, but his frequency was much faster.

Feng Qianzhi wanted to stop him when she saw this. Every time she brought her poisoned master to get medicine, she didn't need to see a doctor. She just needed to prepare the medicine and use the stove in the clinic to boil it.

——You have to pay a consultation fee when you see a doctor, and some doctors charge very high fees.

But seeing that the old doctor had already started taking her pulse, she had no choice but to go to the front hall to get medicine.

If she can't afford the consultation fee later, the worst that can happen is that she will stay in the clinic for a while to learn medicine.

"Doctor, how is it?" Xiao Yuan asked.

The old doctor who was taking the patient's pulse looked solemn. He signaled Xiao Yuan to keep quiet, then stepped forward and lifted the old man's eyelids to take a look.

His face suddenly darkened.

"I am incompetent and cannot tell what kind of poison this patient has been poisoned by, but judging from his pulse, he is already beyond help. You, the younger generation, should prepare for his funeral."

"impossible!"

Fang Ziyan glared and retorted: "Feng Qianzhi said she has the antidote! Feng Qianzhi! Feng Qianzhi!"

He looked around for Feng Qianzhi, but couldn't find her.

"Antidote?"

The old doctor became less confident after hearing what he said, so he changed his hand to take the old man's pulse carefully. Then he took out a small bamboo piece, put it into the old man's mouth, and carefully examined his tongue coating.

He sighed and frowned.

"The poison is severe and there is no cure. You should leave quickly and take him home."

He was not afraid of people dying in the clinic, but many elderly people had obsessions in their hearts.

——If you don’t die at home, you may not be able to return home on the seventh day, and you won’t be able to send dreams to your family to comfort them in the future.

Fang Ziyan became anxious when he heard this. What would happen to Feng Qianzhi if the old man died?

"I told you there is an antidote! Why don't you believe it, old doctor? Wait a moment, I'll go get the person."

Shen Zheng took out a small piece of silver and said, "Doctor, my sister should go to get medicine. Let me borrow your land so we can wait. Don't worry, if something happens, we won't rely on your clinic."

The old doctor pushed the silver back to Shen Zheng and sighed. He had seen this kind of thing many times, and it was normal for family members to not let go.

"I have advised you all, please do not regret it. It is better for the old man to die at home."

He looked at the old man on the couch with pity, then walked away tremblingly.

"The medicine is here! The medicine is here!"

Just as he was leaving, Feng Qianzhi came running over with a small bowl in her hand. She ran so fast that the medicine in her hand did not spill at all.

"Xiao Yuan, give me a hand." Shen Zheng called.

The old doctor looked at their desperate attitude and didn't leave.

He wanted to see what kind of trouble these youngsters would cause to his old friend in the end.

Xiao Yuan helped the old man up, and Feng Qianzhi pinched his nose skillfully and poured the medicine into the old man's mouth without spilling a drop.

After drinking, she hurriedly took out a small booklet and a bristled brush from her bosom, dipped it in some saliva and began to write and draw.

Having completed his mission, Feng Qianzhi collapsed to the ground exhausted.

"At least I caught up."

Shen Zheng stepped forward to help her up and asked her, "How long will it take for the old man to wake up?"

Feng Qianzhi flipped the booklet forward, pointed to a stick on it, and answered in a circle, "Xu Shi."

Shen Zheng nodded. It was not too late at dusk today.

The old doctor standing by showed a strange look on his face when he saw how sure they were.