Poison Doctor Roaming the Martial World

The entire lunch took only the time it takes for an incense stick to burn before Yang Jianwu resumed her free medical consultations for the people. In the afternoon, almost everyone there was not poisoned, so the consultations were much faster.

"Hey, is it you?"

A male voice came from behind him. Mo Ye looked up and saw the man who had asked for directions yesterday. He smiled and replied, "Yes, hello, sir."

The man suddenly knelt down, saying, "This humble one greets Your Highness Prince Ning. Your Highness, please do not be so disrespectful. How could I possibly deserve to be called 'Brother'?"

As if remembering something, the man pulled the three people beside him down to kneel as well, saying, "I did not know you were Prince Ning yesterday. Please forgive me if I have offended you."

Mo Ye gently helped the man up. "Get up, all of you. Yesterday's chance encounter was something I deliberately concealed. Besides, you didn't offend us at all. In fact, we should thank you for showing us the way."

The man was extremely excited. He was able to give directions to Prince Ning, exchange a few words with him, and even be addressed as "Brother Ning." It was truly a blessing he had accumulated over several lifetimes. Moreover, the girl beside Prince Ning had given him pills yesterday, saving the lives of his entire family.

Unaware that Yang Jianwu was impersonating the Ghost Doctor and not seeing her, the man asked Mo Ye, "Your Highness Prince Ning, is the girl who was with you yesterday still here?"

Mo Ye frowned slightly. The woman kneeling beside him must be his wife. What could he possibly want with his wife looking for Xiao Wu'er? He was somewhat displeased, but he didn't show it on his face. "She went out of town on business. What do you want with her?"

The man chuckled and said, “It’s like this, Your Highness Prince Ning. Yesterday, the girl beside you gave me two antidote pills. After I got home, my parents both developed high fevers. Including my wife, there are three of us in total. I thought two pills wouldn’t be enough, so I dissolved them in water so that everyone could take them. The antidote pills were so effective that my family recovered in less than half an hour.”

The man's eyes welled up with tears as he spoke, "If it weren't for the antidote pills, my mother might have passed away last night. She was already weak, and when I got home she was barely breathing... She only slowly recovered after taking the medicine."

The man wiped away his tears and pointed to the three people beside him, "These two are my parents, and this is my wife. I want to bring my family to thank that young woman in person. If it weren't for her, our family would be..."

Yang Jianwu suddenly spoke up, deliberately raising her voice, "She is my disciple, and saving lives is what she should do. The fact that Lucheng was able to escape danger this time is thanks to His Highness Prince Ning. He insisted on inviting me here, and Prince Ning also paid for all the medicine. If you want to thank someone, thank Prince Ning."

The man and his family knelt solemnly before Prince Ning, saying, "Thank you, Prince Ning, for saving my family's lives. Your Highness's kindness is immense; we will repay you in our next life, even as your servants!"

The prefect also came forward to apologize, "Your Highness, you arrived yesterday, why didn't you inform me?"

“Yesterday, Prince Ning and I went together to investigate the source of the illness. At that time, we did not determine the cause. In addition, I heard that the Prefect had arranged for the patients to be treated in a centralized manner in the northern suburbs of the city. This arrangement is very good! So I did not disturb the Prefect.”

Mo Ye agreed, "That's right. Prefect Feng, please don't blame yourself anymore. The well-being of the people is the most important thing."

Prefect Feng was deeply moved and grateful to Mo Ye, saying, "On behalf of the people of Lucheng, I thank Your Highness Prince Ning for your great kindness!"

The surrounding people were in an uproar. Prince Ning had secretly visited Lucheng yesterday and had already provided assistance to the people. Zhu Zi's family had already recovered after taking the Ghost Doctor's medicine, and they would soon be fully recovered as well. In an instant, the people of Lucheng expressed their gratitude to Prince Ning once again.

Yang Jianwu secretly made a victory (V) sign to Mo Ye. Although Mo Ye didn't understand what it meant, he could tell from Yang Jianwu's expression that the girl was in a good mood.

The hearts of the people of Lucheng are now in their own hands.

After all the diagnoses were completed, it was already evening. Yang Jianwu suggested that a bonfire party be held at the North Gate, which could be attended by all the people in the city. A long row of tables would be set up, and people could bring dishes they had prepared at home to share. For each dish, whether meat or vegetables, Prince Ning would provide a subsidy of 100 coins.

The news brought joy to the people of Lucheng. Due to the recent epidemic, many families have been unable to go out to work, but people still need to eat and drink, and expenses still exist.

100 coins is equivalent to a day's wages for the men in the family who go out to work. Moreover, it's just one dish. If three or four dishes are made, the household expenses for the next few days can be balanced.

Seeing the people's enthusiasm, the prefect worried that some people might deliberately prepare many cheap dishes in order to earn the 100 coins subsidy. He limited each family to only one dish. Yang Jianwu, hoping that families who were truly in need of money could receive the subsidy without hurting their self-esteem, changed the number of dishes from one to three.

Because there were too many dishes at the bonfire banquet, two more rows of long tables had to be added to accommodate them. The people were grateful to Prince Ning for their recovery and the financial assistance they received.

Yang Jianwu was happy to see the people dancing around the bonfire. It was a pity that they were dressed as the Ghost Doctor, otherwise he would have been allowed to jump around on them.

Mo Ye also humbled himself tonight, sitting among the people and enjoying themselves with them. Some of the bolder people even came to offer him a toast.

Yang Jianwu was still haunted by her previous drunken experience, but not wanting to lose face, she secretly poured the wine into the space recycling station.

Mo Ye also had a deep impression of Yang Jianwu's drunkenness. He and Mo Yu, two grown men, simply couldn't control the situation without using their internal energy... The most embarrassing thing was that they were both knocked down by Xiao Wu'er alone...

Later, whenever someone offered Yang Jianwu a toast, he refused, claiming that the "Ghost Doctor" couldn't hold his liquor.

Yang Jianwu was overjoyed, finally free from drinking and able to eat in peace. The taste varied, but each dish was very generous in portion, representing a heartfelt gesture.

The performances at the banquet were all impromptu acts by the locals, lacking any artistic merit. They won people's hearts with their laughter and banter. At Yang Jianwu's urging, some unmarried men and women also boldly got up and started dancing around the bonfire.

The firelight reflected on everyone's faces, illuminating sincere smiles, like a gentle breeze soothing the restless.

The fire, though invisible during the day, serves only to produce effective medicine. But at night, it shines brightly, bringing hope to people. With hope, people are filled with confidence in life, view the world with a beautiful heart, and face life with optimism. All of this was brought to them by His Highness Prince Ning.