The wife of two taels of silver

All roads led to a dead end. Neither Lin Haitang nor the old gentlemen from the temporary Imperial Medical Bureau could think of a way to completely cure the febrile disease. Seeing that Afeng was getting dumber day by day, Lin Haitang began to feed Afeng spiritual spring water.

Not only Afeng, but everyone in Linzhang County, mainly those whom Lin Haitang can contact, will be fed with spiritual spring water by Lin Haitang. The amount is not much, just a small cup for each person.

Relying on the spiritual spring water to delay the disease, Lin Haitang fought wits and courage with the febrile disease every day, and tried no less than ten prescriptions.

Winter came in the blink of an eye. Thanks to Lin Haitang's spiritual spring water, no one died or became stupid anymore, but the sores on their bodies did not heal and their infectiousness remained unchanged. Zhanglin County was still in a completely closed state.

The heavy snow came quietly. Zhanglin County was so deserted that you could hear the sound of snow falling.

Lin Haitang's hair was messy, her face was pale, her lips were chapped, her hands were dry and rough, and her face was full of bitterness and hatred.

Even after such a long time, someone was still infected. The newly infected person was a yamen runner named Liu Bengen.

Lin Haitang was taking Liu Bengen's pulse with an expressionless face. Her lips were too dry, so she unconsciously licked them with the tip of her tongue. She felt the dry skin on her lower lip, pushed her lower lip inward, and bit off the dry skin with an indifferent look. Blood instantly appeared on her lower lip.

"Drink the medicine." Lin Haitang felt a pain in her lower lip, but she didn't even frown. She felt the wetness on her lips, and licked the blood with the tip of her tongue expressionlessly.

The bright red blood acted as rouge on the pale lips, and Lin Haitang's lips instantly became bright red, which was quite stunning. She would be even more beautiful if she could tidy up her messy hair.

Lin Haitang stood up with her medicine box on her shoulder and walked out with a numb look on her face.

During these days, Lin Haitang was gradually worn down by the febrile disease and became the same as the old gentlemen. However, Lin Haitang herself did not notice any changes in herself. She became more and more numb day by day, wishing there were 72 hours in a day. She had no time to observe what she had become.

Gu An saw all of this, but he did not make a sound to disturb Lin Haitang, and helped Lin Haitang do everything he could.

After Lin Haitang returned, she went straight into the room and immersed herself in looking at medicinal materials and checking information, hoping to find a new way to treat febrile diseases as soon as possible. It was at this time that Gu An quietly entered.

He gently placed the hot tea next to Lin Haitang's hand and carefully put away the things that Lin Haitang had messed up. After he finished everything, he stood beside Lin Haitang and watched over her silently, his eyes fixed on Lin Haitang with infinite tenderness.

I just wrote a word, but it was erased by Lin Haitang's expressionless face.

Lin Haitang had a headache and didn't know what to do, so she had to flip through the medical books again.

During this period, Lin Haitang could no longer remember how many times she had read the medical books in the space. She only knew that she had read the books to pieces, and the edges of the books had begun to become hairy and curled from rubbing them.

Even so, Lin Haitang still hasn't found a way to cure the hundreds of patients in Zhanglin County.

Lin Haitang flipped through the book she got from Yang Zhiwen, reading it word by word, fearing that she would miss any medicinal herbs that could cure febrile diseases.

Lin Haitang turned the pages with one hand and rubbed his temple slowly with the other.

The hand that was rubbing her temple was suddenly covered by a warm hand. Lin Haitang knew who it was. She looked up and then lowered her head to read again.

Gu An's strength was just right, and Lin Haitang felt that her temples were being rubbed very comfortably, so comfortable that she wanted to close her eyes and fall asleep.

After rubbing for a quarter of an hour, Gu An put down his hand and left quietly. Lin Haitang still ignored him.

But in a moment, Gu An returned to Lin Haitang, but with a comb in his hand.

Gently untying Lin Haitang's bun, her messy hair hung down behind her, and Gu An began to comb it smooth little by little.

Gu An combed his hair very softly, and Lin Haitang seemed to be used to it. She didn't even look back and continued to do her own thing.

This kind of situation has been going on for a month, and Lin Haitang has naturally gotten used to it.

Gu An watched Lin Haitang drink a sip of tea and then began to look through the medical records. The paper recorded the condition of each patient. The records were extremely detailed, even recording how many times the patient went to the toilet.

After a while, Gu An had combed Lin Haitang's hair. It was still as black and straight as before, making Lin Haitang's little face look even more delicate.

Without Gu An, Lin Haitang's hair would probably be even messier than those five old gentlemen.

Gu An sat next to Lin Haitang, guarding her silently.

"Gu An." After a long moment, Lin Haitang sighed deeply, then laid down on the table. A muffled voice came out: "I may not be able to do it. I can't find a way to save them."

From autumn to winter, Lin Haitang lost countless strands of her hair in these few months. She had not slept well every day, and she would have nightmares when she fell asleep. She dreamed that everyone in Zhanglin County died of illness, and they became covered with sores. They came in groups to strangle Lin Haitang's neck, asking her why she didn't save them.

Lin Haitang would always break out in cold sweats, but fortunately Gu An was always by her side.

A rustling sound was heard. Gu An raised his hand and gently tucked Lin Haitang's hair behind her ears. His voice was light but firm: "I believe you can do it. You will definitely find a way."

Gu An is always like this, blindly believing in himself.

Lin Haitang stared at Gu An for a while without blinking.

The two people looked at each other silently. Lin Haitang looked into Gu An's deep and gentle eyes and felt the silent comfort and tolerance.

After a long time, Lin Haitang cheered up, stood up, and began to discuss with the five old gentlemen what to do next.

Yang Zhiwen saw Lin Haitang and quickly stood up to greet her: "Girl, have you come up with a new recipe?"

Lin Haitang shook his head and said with a pale face: "Mr. Yang, I don't have any. I just don't know what to do, so I wanted to ask you."

In fact, after such a long time, the five people in the temporary Imperial Medical Bureau have long looked up to Lin Haitang, if for no other reason than Lin Haitang's medical skills.

Yang Zhiwen and his team arrived more than a month earlier than Lin Haitang, but not only did they fail to curb the spread of the febrile disease, but only five of them were left in the entire temporary Imperial Medical Bureau. To put it bluntly, Yang Zhiwen and his team were ready to die.

As a result, everything changed since Lin Haitang came here. Although the febrile disease was not cured, Lin Haitang successfully saved the lives of the remaining people.

As long as you are alive, there is no need to worry about not being able to cure these diseases.

"Girl," Yang Zhiwen said, his hands behind his back, "Just do whatever you want. We old men are here to take care of you. Don't be afraid."

"We're old, and our medical skills aren't as good as yours, but we can still help," Yang Zhiwen continued. "Don't worry about anyone trying to stop you. The higher-ups have already spoken. Our priority is curing the disease."

If this disease cannot be cured, then the entire Kang Dynasty will be in danger. Everyone knows this, and everyone is keeping an eye on Zhanglin County.