Chapter Twenty-Three: Taoist Immortal Medicine

The first reported case of plague came from Wuyang, and on the road from Nanyang to Wuyang, people who fled appeared one after another, and these people were all concentrated in the quarantine workshop on the border of Wuyang. Pen Γ— fun Γ— Pavilion www. biquge。 info The case came from the quarantine room!

"Can Kunyang and Father City report?" He Xian asked.

"No news!" The clerk replied.

"Order Jiaxian, Xiangcheng, and Dingling counties to stop all people from the south! Including the people of Wuyang, Kunyang and Father City! The rest of the counties are strictly forbidden to move in and out of their own borders and the people in the smelters. He Xian wanted to use space for time through the layers of resistance between counties, and delay the spread of the plague as much as possible. He Jin finally gave the death order.

Although the order is dead, only God knows how far it can be carried out in the end.

There has been no news of the men and horses sent to Jingzhou to search for the medical saint Zhang Zhongjing. The existing medical conditions simply did not allow for the exact identification of the causative agent of the plague, and the only doctors in the Han Dynasty who could prescribe medicine were probably only two: the divine physician Hua Tuo and the medical saint Zhang Zhongjing.

Hua Tuo came and went without a trace, and there was no way to find out, He Xian had to pin his only hope on Zhang Zhongjing, who was born in Jingzhou. It is rumored that Zhang Zhongjing was also an official in Jingzhou, so it should not be so difficult to track down.

If you can't find Zhang Zhongjing, you can't find a medicine that can treat the plague, and the only thing He Xian can hope for is that he has his own God!

Snow! Right! Without effective medicines, we can only hope that the low temperature will kill the plague virus. Even if it doesn't kill the virus, it's good to reduce the infectivity of the virus.

But when will it fall?

Xun Shuang left, and after hearing the news of the first case of plague infection in Wuyang, he was ready to leave. Xun Shu is old, and Yingyin needs him to go back to the town. Also accompanied by Xun Yu and Xun Yu. They walked in such a hurry that they hardly spared any other time.

He Xian and Guo Jia only saw their backs far out of the city gate.

"Are you sure you can keep the plague out of Yangzhai City?"

"Nope! The plague came too fast, and the isolation measures on the front line of Wuyang, Kunyang and Father City were not done. Especially Kunyang and Father City, I suspect that they have fallen. ”

"Have you ever found a cure for it?"

"Some doctors say that Zhang Zhongjing in Jingzhou has a treatise on typhoid fever and miscellaneous diseases, which records several prescriptions for treating the plague, but no one has this treatise on typhoid fever and miscellaneous diseases."

"I have an elixir here, which cannot be treated, but it can strengthen the body and play a preventive role. I'll ask the boy in the house to send you a copy. ”

"Pills?" He Xian frowned, he had never heard of any elixir that could improve his ability to resist the plague? Is it another kind of goods like banlangen? Specializing in harming innocent people?

"Taoist Immortal Medicine! Five stone scattered! There is a disease to get rid of the disease, and there is no disease to strengthen the body! But it's quite difficult to refine, and the raw materials are relatively expensive, so if you want to promote it, you'll have to die. ”

It turned out to be the famous Goshisan! Known as the first miracle medicine in ancient China! It is the first kind of pill that can have hallucinogenic effects after being used in recorded history in China, which contains drugs that stimulate the blood veins, which can make the user feel strong and strong in a short period of time, but long-term use is addictive, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a soft drug. At the same time, because of the high content of heavy metal components in raw materials, long-term use will destroy the skills of human organs and reduce the life span of the user. According to legend, Guo Jia's death at the age of 36 has a great relationship with the long-term use of Wushisan.

He Xian naturally didn't have a good impression of it, and he wouldn't believe that it could improve immunity against the plague, so he took the risk of taking it.

"No, I'm not afraid of the plague." He Xian refused.

"Oh? Is it because after you've experienced it, you can resist it? Guo Jia said curiously.

He Xian thought about Guo Jia's words for a while, and felt that something was wrong, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"In the summer of the first year of Xiping (172 AD), Wancheng was plagued, and the He family was full of infections, women and children, the old and weak, and only Xian was the only one left."

"You're going to find out what I'm going to do?"

"It's not a thorough investigation, I'm just interested in you. Naturally, this information will be searched by the people below. Each family has a dedicated person who is responsible for collecting, analysing and collating this information. I'll check yours, you check mine, so that you can balance, otherwise wouldn't it be easy to be blackmailed? Guo Jiafeng said lightly.

He Xian admitted that what Guo Jia said was very reasonable, isn't it the balance between the families after monitoring each other and coercing each other?

Compared with these families, the He family is still too shallow and too weak. In the final analysis, it is another question of talent. Collecting intelligence requires manpower, sorting out and analyzing intelligence requires manpower, and presiding over these tasks requires manpower.

"There are many kinds of plagues, and some plagues will not be reinfected after infection, and they will be immune for life. I'm not sure that this plague is the same kind of plague as the Wancheng plague. ”

"Then why did you refuse to take Wushi San?"

"Do you feel energetic and strong after taking Wushi San, but after a while you feel sleepy?"

"How do you know?" Guo Jia was a little surprised.

"Don't take it anymore! It's best to quit if you can quit! Folded longevity! β€œ

Guo Jia didn't quite understand, since He Xian had never been in contact with Wushisan, how could he be sure that Wushisan would lose his life?

The words of the gods will not be believed by wise people like Guo Jia. It can only be said that there should be a huge sect behind He Xian, otherwise it is impossible to explain He Xian's unexpected behaviors and thoughts. The knowledge He Xian has now is not at all what a seven-year-old child can have, even a seven-year-old genius can't be. A person's knowledge and literacy need to be accumulated, and being able to cultivate He Xian to such a level at the age of seven can only be understood by Guo Jia as the result of the Hidden World Sect. What kind of sect is this? What was the purpose of their cultivation of Ho Xian? Guo Jia has called all his authority to investigate this matter, but still found nothing. He Xian's wisdom appeared like something out of thin air, and there was no trace of it. Guo Jia felt more and more interesting.

"If one day, the world is in turmoil, will you help me?" After a brief silence, He Xian asked.

Guo Jia looked at He Xian playfully.

He Xian knew that this question was really naΓ―ve, and the children of a family like Guo Jia often had no choice, and they would choose what was beneficial to the family. Camaraderie? Promise? They are all vulnerable in the face of family interests.

"If you and I are hostile, I will kill you as soon as possible!" I don't know if it was stimulated by Guo Jia's contempt, He Xian said a little provocatively.

"Each other, each other!" When Guo Jia heard this, he laughed and said.