Chapter 33 is a mule and a horse comes out and walks around

From Imperial Physician Yang's disdainful tone, it was not difficult for Zhang Yang to notice that he looked down on Wang Langzhong very much, and there was probably some festivity between the two.

This is a little difficult to do, Wang Langzhong can't even look down on him, how can he believe Zhang Yang's words.

Zhang Yang was in his heart and decided to throw out some genuine goods, "No, it's a recipe created by the young general." ”

"Oh?" Imperial Physician Yang smiled even colder, and said in a weird manner: "The commander still has such a ability? ”

Look down on people, right, he is also the second son of the Duke of England, although he will not be able to inherit the title of Duke of the country in the future, but the British Duke is loyal to the emperor's favor, and Emperor Jiajing specially sealed him a command in the west of the city after he ascended the throne.

You are a hospital envoy of the Tai Hospital, and you are one level higher than me, what are you dragging?

Zhang Yang was not polite, he imitated the other party, pulled his face long, and said with a smile: "It's a mule or a horse that comes out and walks around." If Imperial Physician Yang doesn't believe it, it will be clear if you try it. ”

Imperial Physician Yang was so excited by him that the green tendons on his forehead jumped, and he snorted coldly from his nose, and said coldly: "Who knows if your medicine will poison people." ”

Good medicine, he said it was like poison.

"Imperial Physician Yang can ask Princess Rongxiang if she has taken the medicine given by the young general. Whether it is poisonous or not, you can find out as soon as you ask. Zhang Yang directly carried the big Buddha of Princess Rongxiang out of the town.

At the mention of Princess Rongxiang, Imperial Physician Yang's face changed and changed.

Some time ago, the emperor's favorite sister, Princess Rongxiang, was sick, and he personally went to see a doctor. I never thought that Princess Rongxiang would recover her voice within ten days, and when she inquired, she took the medicine sent from outside the palace.

Because of this, Imperial Physician Yang held back the fire in his belly, but he didn't expect that it was the medicine sent by Zhang Yang, and his eyes suddenly burst into flames, and he wanted to burn Zhang Yang to death.

Just wanted to open his mouth to scold, but his mind turned, and when he heard Zhang Yang's tone, he seemed to be quite familiar with Princess Rongxiang, could it be that Princess Rongxiang was interested in him? With Emperor Jiajing's eagerness to envelop Jiangmen, it is not impossible to marry Princess Rongxiang to the British Mansion in the future.

After thinking about it, Imperial Physician Yang felt that he didn't need to worry too much about Zhang Yang, especially since the other party might fly to the branches and be a colt in the future.

"Since the commander is full of confidence in his prescription." A light flashed in Imperial Physician Yang's mind, and he stared at Zhang Yang with a smile, "The old student can rest assured that some of the patients will be in charge of the commander." ”

The commander-in-chief of epidemic prevention heeded Zhang Yang's advice and treated the mildly ill patients separately from the seriously ill patients, and the seriously ill patients were still sent to the relocation center in the northern suburbs, while the mild patients remained in the capital and were taken care of by their families.

Huguo Temple was requisitioned and concentrated on treating patients with mild symptoms for isolation and treatment. Zhang Yang was appointed as the head of the ward.

With such a big stall spread in front of him, Zhang Yang had two big heads, so he quickly found Wu Yong and served as his deputy. Wu Yong did not shirk it, handed over the work of the Jingxi Defense Battalion to Li Chenglong, and followed Zhang Yang to Huguo Temple.

The group of monks in Huguo Temple watched Wu Yong enter Huguo Temple with a large number of patients and live in their meditation rooms, their faces were gloomy, and they wanted to say something but didn't know what to say.

Originally, he arranged for the monks of Huguo Temple to go to other temples to borrow for a while, but when Zhang Yang saw that the monks met the sick and hid far away, he changed his mind with a look of disgust.

"Master Mingjing, your temple held an epidemic expulsion ceremony a few days ago, and the commander was also at the scene, and he was moved by the determination of the monks to purify all sentient beings on the spot. Now there is a shortage of manpower in the temple, and I hope that the monks of your temple will uphold compassion and stay and help. ”

Master Mingjing's original red face instantly lost its blood, became pale, paused, and said with a smile: "Our group of monks have chanted Buddha scriptures, what can we help with." It's better than-"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhang Yang waving his hand, "Simple, you will help clean the courtyard, wash clothes, and cook." It would be nice to have a show for the patients in your free time. ”

"Show?" Master Mingjing was dumbfounded.

"The dancing gods performed during the epidemic festival are very interesting, and it can also boost everyone's morale when they are empty and shown to the patients." He really thought it was fun to dance the big song and dance drama of the great gods.

The solemn and solemn ceremony of exorcising evil spirits and slaying demons was said by him to be a dancing god!

Master Mingjing's face turned blue at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he cursed Zhang Yang thousands of times in his heart to get sick and die early.

After half a day, Master Mingjing came to Zhang Yang with a shy face again, and his little face smiled into a chrysanthemum, "Master Zhang, can you share some of the masks on your faces?" ”

Zhang Yang issued a clear decree early in the morning: face shields can isolate the virus and save lives, and everyone in the Huguo Temple must wear masks, even if they sleep. Wu Yong and others distributed masks to all patients and their families, but not to the monks.

The monks of Huguo Temple waited left and right and waited for the mask, so they had to ask Zhang Yang by Master Mingjing.

Zhang Yang pretended to glance at him in surprise and said, "Your senior monks of Huguo Temple are blessed by the Buddha, are you still afraid of these?" ”

Master Mingjing sneered and said, "The Buddha is busy saving the common people every day, and he can't control it. ”

Zhang Yangpi smiled and said, "The Buddha can't control it? It must be that your heart is not sincere, you have to stay awake and pray to the Buddha sincerely, and the Buddha will definitely appear when he hears it. By the way, don't you know how to draw talismans? Draw more, burn it to ashes, and it will definitely have an effect. ”

The words that were neither soft nor hard choked the master of Mingjing's face reddened, but it was not easy to attack.

Zhang Yang sighed and said in embarrassment: "Master Mingjing, I'm not afraid to give you an explanation, this mask is made of high-quality double-layer gauze, it looks simple, in fact, the process of high-temperature disinfection is particularly complicated, and the cost of a mask is 50 Wen." The expenses issued to me by the imperial court are limited, and it is really stretched to manage hundreds of people to eat and drink, and to buy medicinal materials. ”

After saying the bitterness, he said sincerely: "I can only work hard for all the monks, recite the scriptures several times a day, and ask the Buddha to bless me." ”

Master Mingjing is a personal elf, how could he not understand the meaning of Zhang Yang, so he immediately gritted his teeth and said: "Master Zhang, we have money in Huguo Temple, and we can buy masks at our own expense." ”

"That's for the best." Zhang Yang laughed extraordinarily wantonly.

Master Mingjing laughed, but thought in his heart: Boy, you'd better pray to God and worship Buddha, and don't fall into my hands for the rest of your life.

Sending away Master Mingjing, Zhang Yang remembered a matter on his mind, and reached out to find Wangcai, "Have you seen Zhaocai and Yingniang?" ”

Wangcai shook his head, "No." I saw Lu Wen and his little daughter. ”

Zhang Yang had an ominous premonition in his heart, and urged, "You hurry back and see how Yingniang is doing." ”

Not long after, Wangcai brought back bad news: Yingniang's condition worsened and she was sent to a relocation center in the northern suburbs. Fortune followed.