The Emperor was kissed by the Regent and cried again

"You don't have to be so defensive. I'm not lying."

"Who knows?"

"you…!"

Seeing the two of them were on edge, Shen Jingli quickly eased the atmosphere: "Xiaojuzi, I believe you. Songzhu didn't mean to doubt me. He just had an occupational disease."

Shen Jingli whispered in Song Zhu's ear: "This child is very sensitive, don't show it too obviously, just observe the embankment secretly."

Ding Yuanji brought Shen Jingli and Song Zhu to Li's house, and Ding Yuanji pushed open the wooden door.

The huge living room was covered with linen and had a curtain in the middle. Men and women were on each side. The villagers were lying on the ground, with sunken eye sockets, dark circles under their eyes, and no trace of blood on their lips. When they saw movement at the door, they all looked at the person who came in.

"Xiao Ji, who are they?" a fragile female voice sounded.

Ding Yuanji hurried forward to support the haggard pregnant woman, "Godmother, you should lie down."

Zhou Yuzhi was five months pregnant, and Ding Yuanji would become extremely nervous whenever he saw her stand up.

Ding Yuanji looked at Shen Jingli and explained his purpose to Zhou Yunzhi, "He knows some medical skills, maybe he can help us."

Zhou Yuzhi shook her head, her eyes as helpless as dry grass: "This is clearly a little kid, send him out of the village quickly to prevent him from getting infected. Don't alarm those soldiers when you go out, otherwise you won't be able to leave."

When they heard that the visitor had medical skills, some villagers stood up and walked towards Shen Jingli.

Some villagers who were seriously injured could only use their arms to slowly crawl towards Shen Jingli due to lack of physical strength.

"Doctor, please help me take a look."

"God...save me..."

"I feel so uncomfortable, doctor, please help me first!"

"Please, save me, I don't want to die yet."

……

Seeing this, Songzhu immediately stood in front of Shen Jingli. At this time, a mellow voice sounded not far away: "Stop yelling, do you want to attract the soldiers?"

The villagers kept silent...

Looking towards the source of the sound, I saw an old man in coarse linen clothes walking slowly towards me, stroking his beard. "Little kid, do you know medical skills?"

"Why are you helping us? Why are you here?"

Ever since the plague broke out, the government has been letting it do nothing, not caring about the lives of the villagers, and not allowing doctors to come and treat them. This little kid rashly comes here for treatment. Is he going against the government?

"A doctor is like a parent, that's why I come here."

The old man shook his head and smiled: "I don't believe that someone would risk his life to go against the imperial court. Little kid, have you thought it through? This is not just about saving lives and healing the wounded. You are clearly going against the government."

"If I can cure you, the government will reward me greatly."

The old man just sighed and said nothing...

The government was simply afraid that the plague would spread to people outside. This plague must be very difficult to treat, so they didn't want to spend money or effort and wanted to let the villagers infected with the plague fend for themselves.

If this young master cures everyone, wouldn't that be a slap in the face of the officials?

It's good enough that you are not executed, but you still want a reward.

"I guess you are the village chief. You can't bear to see the villagers suffer so much. Why don't you let me try?"

Village chief Li Xingchang hesitated for a moment, looked down at the villagers' eager and helpless eyes, and was moved.

"Just think it over, young master. Thank you for your help. If you can't cure it, it would be good to alleviate the pain."

Shen Jingli took the lead and walked towards Ding Yuanji's godmother. She had been pregnant for more than five months and looked so haggard, it was feared that she was in great danger.

He squatted down to feel the woman's pulse, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then disappeared in an instant: "Xiao Ji, write down the prescription for treating the plague, five cents of licorice, one cent of scutellaria, one cent of peony, two cents of platycodon, one cent of anemarrhena, and one cent of scutellaria."

"Boil for eight minutes and drink warm in the afternoon. The dosage is the same for both men and women."

He turned to look at the village chief: "Do you have any silver needles? The villagers are weak in Qi and blood, I can help them with acupuncture and activate their tendons and bones."

The village chief nodded quickly: "Yes... yes, yes, I'll get it right away."

Shen Jingli looked at the pregnant woman and asked: "Do you often have nightmares, loss of appetite, dizziness, and slight back pain?"

"Yes, my head has been hurting more and more in the past two days."

Ding Yuanji's eyes were red, "Big brother, please save my godmother."

Shen Jingli: "Your mother should take one more dose of medicine. Use five cents of ginseng, one ounce of white poria, dodder, twelve grams of white atractylodes, and fifteen grams of astragalus. Boil each dose twice and take it on an empty stomach in the morning and evening."

Ding Yuanji comforted Zhou Yuzhi's worried expression, "Don't be afraid, godmother. Xiaoji will go get the medicine right away."

Just as he stood up and prepared to leave, Zhou Yuzhi stopped him: "Xiao Ji, it's getting late, let's go tomorrow."

"Don't worry, godmother. Xiaoji will return to the village soon." After saying that, he trotted away...

"Xiaoji is a little reckless, but he's a good kid. He didn't cause any trouble for the little doctor along the way, did he?"

Shen Jingli refused to talk about how he met Ding Yuanji: "That's right. When he heard that I knew medical skills, he begged me to come and see him. He was so difficult to deal with."

Zhou Yuzhi's eyes were filled with tears: "I'm sorry...Xiaoji...he..."

"I'm just kidding. Don't cry. I came here on my own initiative."

"Really?"

Shen Jingli nodded heavily, and the pregnant woman was no longer so excited.

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The village chief brought silver needles, and Shen Jingli gave Zhou Yuzhi acupuncture first: "I will force all the moisture out of your body first. If you feel that there is a foreign object in your throat and feel nauseous, you must spit it out in time, don't hold it in."

"Lie on your side first." Shen Jingli found the acupuncture point and acted accurately. Zhou Yuzhi felt some movement in her stomach. She gently touched her belly and said to herself, "Don't be afraid, baby."

"Ugh..." Zhou Yuzhi felt a cavity of hot blood in her throat and vomited uncontrollably, with a pool of black blood spit out on the ground.

"Okay, take a break first, you'll feel better soon."

"next."

Looking at Zhou Yuzhi's painful expression, the villagers looked at each other and hesitated to step forward.

Zhou Yuzhi spat out the blood clots and felt much more relaxed. Her head was no longer so dizzy and she stood up. She had been lying down and had not exercised for the past few days.

"The young master's medical skills are very good. I feel much better now."

Seeing that Zhou Yuzhi was in good condition, the villagers rushed forward and said, "I, I'll take a look first."

"I first..."

"Acai, why are you cutting in line? Do you know the rules?"

"Old Wang, run behind me."

……

Everyone was talking at once, and the whole hall was noisy again. The chattering sound gave Shen Jingli a headache, so he scolded: "Everyone, please be patient. If you keep making such a fuss, I will not treat you anymore."

Seeing that Shen Jingli was a little angry, the villagers didn't dare to say anything. Shen Jingli started with the oldest villagers and gave them acupuncture one by one.

Song Zhu looked at Shen Jingli's pretty face, which was calm and confident, with endless questions in his heart.

I really can't figure out the reason, I can only sigh that that fall was a great one.

……

At this time, Ding Yuanji had already got all the medicine according to Shen Jingli's prescription, but... he used Shen Jingli's money.

Seeing that Shen Jingli had helped the villagers to drain the blood clots one after another, Ding Yuanji blushed and hesitated: "Um... Big brother, I have something to tell you, can we go outside to talk?"