Divorce at the beginning, the rough general is very clingy

The people at the next table also wiped their tears after hearing this, "Our family was also funded by Mr. Zhao."

"Oh!" Mi Yao understood in her heart. It seemed that Mr. Zhao was really a good man who was dedicated to serving the people.

"Where does he live?" Mi Yao asked.

"It's just inside the east gate. The biggest gatehouse over there is their house. Young lady, are you a doctor?" asked the waiter.

"I know a little bit." Mi Yao said modestly.

"My dear, if you can cure Mr. Zhao, I am willing to eat vegetarian food on the first and fifteenth days of every lunar month and pray for you and Mr. Zhao." The waiter knelt down on his knees.

Several diners around also put down their chopsticks and bowed 90 degrees to Mi Yao to express their gratitude.

"Okay, I'll do my best." Mi Yao pulled the child away.

"Mother, this Mr. Zhao is very popular among the people." Zichen said with his little face raised.

"Well, people should have a kind heart, but they should also act within their means, understand?" Mi Yao touched his head and walked towards the east gate.

Mr. Zhao’s house is easy to find. There are only three or four houses here, all of which are wealthy and powerful. The two large gold-plated characters “Zhao Mansion” are particularly eye-catching.

There were two servants at the gate of Zhao's house.

"Please inform the master and tell him that I want to see you." Mi Yao bowed slightly.

When the two servants saw such a beautiful woman being so polite, they returned the greeting.

"Young lady, the master is not very convenient right now. He is worried about the old master's affairs. If you have nothing important to do, please come another day." said the tall servant.

"I'm here to help the Zhao family solve their urgent problem, so just report to me without worry." Mi Yao said with a smile.

"This...are you a doctor?" The servant's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Yeah." Mi Yao nodded.

The tall man hurried into the house to report to his master.

The servant at the door sighed and said, "It is said that good people do not live long. Alas, our old master was kind and generous. He saved countless people throughout his life and was very kind to us servants. Such a good person should not die like this." The servant said with red eyes.

Mi Yao could see that Mr. Zhao was a really good person, so she decided to save him.

Uncle Zhao came out in a hurry, his steps were a little messy, and he was obviously very anxious.

"Master, this is the young lady." The servant hurriedly introduced her.

"Young lady, this is my master."

Mi Yao bowed slightly, "Hello, Master!"

"The young lady is a doctor?" Zhao Jing cupped his hands.

"Yes."

"My father is going to die soon." Zhao Jing choked.

"Everyone has to die. Some people die lighter than a feather, some die heavier than Mount Tai. But if Mr. Zhao is just suffering from illness, I, a humble woman, can help him a little." Mi Yao said softly, "Take me to see the patient first."

"Okay, please come in, young madam." Zhao Jing led the way.

The two children followed their mother and were very polite.

In Mr. Zhao's yard, almost all the owners of the Zhao family were there. When they saw Mi Yao coming, they all looked happy.

"Master Zhao, please help me take care of the child. I'm going to go see Mr. Zhao." Mi Yao knew that time is life.

"Okay." Zhao Jing immediately asked his wife to look after the two children. The two children were very obedient and sat there quietly without saying a word.

Mr. Zhao's wife and two maids were guarding in the house. Old Mrs. Zhao shed silent tears, holding Mr. Zhao's hand tightly with one hand, silently accompanying Mr. Zhao through the last journey of his life.

"Jing'er!" The old lady looked at Mi Yao.

"Mom, this is Doctor Mi. Let him take a look at Dad." Zhao Jing said respectfully.

The old lady waved her hands, knowing that her son was filial.

Mi Yao sat on the edge of the bed, took the hand that Mrs. Zhao was holding tightly, and gently placed it on her wrist.

In just a moment, Mi Yao frowned.

Zhao Jing stared at Mi Yao's face, and when he saw her frown, his heart tightened as well.

"Doctor Mi, how is my father? Is there still hope?" Zhao Jing asked nervously.

"Don't worry, Master Zhao. Mr. Zhao has been poisoned by a chronic poison. He inhales trace amounts of toxins every day. Once the toxins accumulate over time, all his internal organs will begin to fail. After the onset of the disease, he will naturally decline. If the toxins cannot be detoxified, no good medicine will be of any use." Mi Yao said simply.

"Poisoned? Who poisoned him?" Zhao Jing had never thought that such a good man like his father would be poisoned, and it started three years ago.

"I'll detoxify Mr. Zhao first. As for the rest, I'll talk about it later." Mi Yao took out a pen and paper and wrote down a prescription.

"Send someone to get the medicine, quickly. When you bring it back, let me see it first before boiling it."

"Oh, ok." Zhao Jing quickly asked someone to get the medicine.

"Ma'am, please help me take off Mr. Zhao's clothes." Mi Mo saw that the old man was about to throw the rope. She couldn't just wait here foolishly for the medicine man to come back. In fact, she had an antidote in her space, but she couldn't take it out immediately, otherwise the Zhao family would think that she was the one who poisoned him, and then come to detoxify him and defraud the medical fee.

"This..." The nanny hesitated.

"The old man is about to die, what else should he care about?" The old lady was quite open-minded.

He took action himself and took off his wife's clothes.

Mi Yao took out a needle bag from her sleeve and gave Mr. Zhao eighteen needles on his chest and abdomen. This way, even if the treatment was delayed, it could be delayed for three days.

The Zhao family's servant came back very quickly. Mi Yao checked and confirmed that everything was correct, then took me to boil the medicine.

Only if you make the medicine yourself can you put something in it.

Someone took Mi Yao to boil medicine. These things were always prepared at home, so the medicine was boiled quickly. Mi Yao also put the antidote in to boil together.

An hour later, the medicine was ready. It was placed in cold water to quickly cool down the temperature, and then Zhao Jing was asked to feed the medicine to Zhao Yuanwai.

But Mr. Zhao had lost the ability to swallow, so Mi Yao had someone gently support Mr. Zhao and touch his throat with her hand, so that he could swallow the medicine in his mouth. This was repeated more than thirty times before he finally finished the whole bowl.

Mi Yao put away the needle and sat there quietly.

"Doctor Mi, is my father okay now?" Zhao Jing was a well-known figure in Yongning County, so he spoke very cautiously at this moment.

"Yes, Mr. Zhao will wake up soon and recover slowly. This process requires your careful care. The damage to the internal organs cannot be repaired in a day or two."

"Now let's talk about Mr. Zhao being poisoned. Mr. Zhao was poisoned by a kind of poison also called the Thousand Days Sin. The Thousand Days means about three years, and this poison will be ingested in food every day. The person who can do this must be someone close to Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Jing and Old Lady Zhao looked at each other.

“The purpose of administering this poison is simply to make Mr. Zhao suffer for a hundred days after he falls ill, and then die of organ failure. It is difficult for ordinary doctors to find out whether it is poisoning, and they will all think that it is caused by overwork. And the so-called hundred days of torture also needs an inducement, which can be incense, a kind of vegetable, a kind of tea, or a pot of flowers. All things are interdependent and mutually exclusive, and some people will take advantage of these small loopholes to harm others.” Mi Yao glanced at the incense in the incense burner.

"Some things have no effect on us normal people, but for Mr. Zhao who has been poisoned, it makes things worse." Mi Mo could already smell the faint scent of Concubine Yu in the air.

Zhao Jing was so smart that he understood it immediately.