Li Shimin faked his death? Then I will be powerful enough to conquer the world!

When the imperial court issued the decree that those who provided disaster relief could receive promotions, it was like dropping a huge rock into a calm lake, causing a thousand waves.

In the traditional four-class division of "scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans", merchants have always been at the bottom of society, suffering from cold eyes and humiliation.

They are regarded as profit-seeking people and are despised and excluded in social life.

Politically, merchants were subject to many restrictions. They were prohibited from participating in political activities and holding official positions. Their children also found it difficult to enter official careers through the imperial examinations. The basic national policy of emphasizing agriculture and suppressing commerce was like a mountain that weighed on them for a long time.

But this time, the imperial court's decree was like a ray of light, illuminating the dark world of the merchants.

This is a great opportunity to change one's destiny, to leap from the bottom of society to the top of the "scholar" in one step. The temptation is so great that no businessman can remain calm.

The news spread rapidly around Chang'an like a hurricane and slowly expanded.

The security in Chang'an has been lifted! People can come and go freely as before!

And they are the first group of merchants to get the news! This means that their chances are the greatest!

In Chang'an, this prosperous city, the eyes of the merchants suddenly became fanatical.

The originally quiet pharmacy was sold out of Coptis chinensis within a day.

But the craze did not stop there. Within two days, all the Coptis chinensis in Shaanxi Province was sold out.

The merchants drove their carriages and rushed towards farther places. They searched everywhere for Coptis chinensis and did not miss any possible source of supply.

As merchants rushed to buy it, the price of Coptis chinensis soared like a runaway horse.

The market fell into chaos, and Coptis chinensis, which originally cost five cents per ounce, instantly became a rare treasure.

Even if you bid fifty coins, it would be difficult to buy one or two taels.

This frenzy was not limited to Coptis chinensis. The prices of other medicinal materials and various prescriptions also skyrocketed, and the entire medicinal materials market fell into a state of near madness.

In Guzhou, the people were struggling with illness and fear of death, and they were looking forward to the court's assistance.

Every family has a loved one suffering from illness, and the streets and alleys are filled with painful groans and desperate cries.

Many families lost their livelihoods because someone fell ill. Farmland was abandoned, shops were closed, and the entire Guzhou seemed to have become a dead city.

Sun Simiao ran around among the patients day and night, his eyes were bloodshot and his body became increasingly haggard.

He used his superb medical skills to relieve patients' pain as much as possible and save one life after another.

However, facing such a fierce epidemic, he also felt powerless. There was a shortage of medicinal materials and insufficient manpower. It was just a drop in the bucket!

Sun Simiao thought of the letter he had written to Prime Minister Fang, describing in detail the disaster in Guzhou and the urgent need for assistance.

I don't know if the court has received my message yet. If His Majesty has received the message, then it should be here soon in the next few days.

The people of Guzhou outside suddenly cheered!

"Here they come! The imperial court has sent people to rescue us!"

"I knew it! The imperial court won't ignore us!"

The people who had originally lost hope now felt some hope ignited in their hearts.

When Sun Simiao heard the news that the court had sent people to treat the patient, a big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

At the same time, there was deep shock.

The speed of the imperial court was too fast, beyond his imagination. Sun Simiao originally estimated that it would take another ten days.

I didn't expect the court to come so quickly!

He knew that Guzhou was saved.

The medical team sent by the court brought a large amount of Coptis chinensis and a group of imperial physicians from the Imperial Medical Bureau, and rushed to Guzhou in a mighty manner.

Also accompanying them were the Jinyiwei and soldiers who escorted them along the way.

They rushed all the way, not daring to delay for even a moment. If their delay caused Guzhou to become a dead city, then they would not have to go back to report.

When the medical team arrived in Guzhou, Lu Qinghou couldn't contain his anxiety and jumped off the carriage.

I haven't seen my master these days and I don't know how his health is.

A doctor should not treat himself. The teacher’s physical condition cannot withstand such a state!

He hurriedly took the imperial physicians to the medical room to see Sun Simiao.

Doctor Chen was in a complicated mood. As soon as the carriage stopped, he hurriedly got off with the help of his apprentice.

He saw Sun Simiao's haggard face at a glance, and felt a surge of emotion in his heart.

"Old Sun, long time no see! How did you get yourself into this state?" Doctor Chen's eyes were full of worry.

Sun Simiao waved his hand and smiled weakly, "Just looking haggard, nothing to worry about. So it's you, Old Chen!"

"That's great. Dysentery is raging. No need to say anything more. Just follow me to the clinic to prescribe medicine to save people!" As he said that, Sun Simiao pulled Doctor Chen and walked towards the clinic, his steps hurried and firm.

Doctor Chen looked helpless: "Old Sun, it still has to be you! You don't even give me time to rest!"

"Human life is at stake, why take a rest!" Sun Simiao said without turning his head.

At this time, Sun Simiao noticed the young man behind Doctor Chen and asked, "Is that your apprentice?"

Doctor Chen nodded: "That's exactly what I'm doing, my inferior disciple."

Doctor Li hurried forward, saluted Sun Simiao, and respectfully called out, "Mr. Sun."

Sun Simiao nodded: "Okay, okay, he's quite a handsome man, much better than my naughty disciple!"

"Enough pleasantries! Let's get the medicine ready! We need to get the dysentery in Guzhou under control!"

Everyone quickly came to the clinic and began to prepare medicine nervously.

The doctor's room was filled with the strong aroma of medicine.

Sun Simiao commanded everyone. His voice was hoarse but full of power.

"The dosage of Coptis chinensis must be precise. This is the key to controlling dysentery. There can't be any mistakes in the preparation of these medicines either."

"If there's a mistake, the medicinal properties will change. If the prescription isn't enough, just use Huang Lin alone!"

As Sun Simiao spoke, he personally weighed the herbs.

Fortunately, all the doctors who came were imperial physicians, so they didn’t have any hand tremors.

The speed of dispensing medicine has also increased a lot.

Doctor Chen and other imperial doctors were also concentrating on carefully processing the medicinal materials brought by the court.

Although Doctor Li was young, he did not dare to slack off at all. He learned seriously from Sun Simiao and Doctor Chen and helped with his nimble hands and feet.

After the medicine is prepared, the tense process of boiling it begins.

Large pots were set up in the yard, with flames burning fiercely, reflecting the anxious and determined faces of the people.

The medicinal soup was boiling in the pot, emitting heat and medicinal fragrance.

The Jinyiwei and soldiers took the prepared medicine and delivered it to the patients door to door.

Wherever we go, sparks of hope ignite in the eyes of patients and their families.

They took the medicine with gratitude in their eyes, as if they had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"After taking this medicine, the condition should be relieved." Sun Simiao comforted the patients while feeding them medicine.

"Drink it for seven days straight and you should be cured!"

Some patients are so seriously ill that they have fallen into a coma, making it extremely difficult to feed them medicine.

Some families have lost confidence in treatment and even refuse to take medicine because they have suffered from illness for a long time.

Faced with this situation, the Jinyiwei and soldiers did not try to persuade them too much. Their mission was urgent, so they could only let them go.

At the same time, in order to prevent the further spread of the epidemic, they also organized some healthy people to clean up the city, properly dispose of the patients' excrement, and inspect and purify the water sources.

As time went on, more and more patients began to improve with drug treatment.

Their abdominal pain was relieved and their diarrhea episodes were reduced.

The people of Guzhou saw more and more living people on the streets.

They were full of gratitude to the court, Sun Simiao and the imperial physicians, and many of them had already built shrines to Sun Simiao in their homes.