"Originally, I just wanted to have a good relationship with Zhang Ji and get a prescription for plague treatment as much as possible. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info didn't expect that being stirred up by Lai Eryi, Zhang Ji actually came up with the idea of abandoning the official to concentrate on writing a book! Let his cheap father ask Zhang Ji for an official position in Wancheng, and he can justifiably be by his side. What a blessing in disguise! He Xian thought happily.

After Lai Er's trouble, some people who were afraid of causing trouble also dispersed, and the remaining patients also left satisfied under Zhang Ji's diagnosis. I packed up the table, and there was still some distance before dinner time.

He Xian ordered Xiao Yu'er to spread out the tea set and boil water to make tea. The tip of the fine yang envy hair, under the hot boiling water, exudes the fragrance of the spleen.

"Good tea set! Good tea! Good tea ceremony! Zhang Ji sighed sincerely.

Xiao Yu'er thanked him and handed Zhang Ji and He Xian a cup. One old and one young, the two of them drank tea and bathed in the sunset, like confidants and friends for many years.

"He Xian, Wancheng He's family, was stupid when he was a child, he had to meet the gods and ignite, and he knew what people didn't know. In the third year of Guanghe, the Yingchuan epidemic, eight strategies for epidemic prevention, countless people were alive! ”

"The boss already knows the identity of the kid?" He Xian didn't swallow a sip of tea, almost choked, and said in some surprise.

This old doctor doesn't look so honest as he seems!

"Brother He, don't get me wrong! If the temptation before the decay is offended, please Haihan! ”

The words of an old man in his sixties have all been said about this, where does He Xian have reason to investigate.

"Little Brother He, an immortal disciple, has long been famous. But what really interests the old man is your eight strategies for epidemic prevention, little brother! In the last Yingchuan epidemic, the effect was outstanding, and the effect of living people was even above the prescription of decay! ”

"The boss praises it falsely! The boy's eight strategies can only reduce the scope of the epidemic and keep the uninfected patients away from the threat, but they cannot treat the patients who have been infected with the epidemic itself. I heard that the boss has been studying the epidemic for many years and has a prescription for treating the epidemic, so he has been inquiring about the whereabouts of the boss in many ways! It's a pleasure to meet you today! ”

"Don't speak dark words in front of the Mingren! It is a shame to say that the prescription of decay is not actually aimed at the epidemic itself, but by stimulating and enhancing the body's own qi and blood, reducing the number of deaths and increasing the chance of recovery. I'm afraid it's thousands of miles away from the remedies that the little brother imagined could cure the epidemic! Zhang Ji shook his head and said lonely.

He Xian was a little stunned for an instant, he couldn't imagine that the prescription that had been lost for thousands of years to cure the plague was just a legend after all, and the psychological gap could be imagined. But looking back and thinking about it, two thousand years later, medicine is so advanced, even the heart can be replaced, but there is still nothing to do about SARS and other epidemics, why did He Xian ask that there was such an invincible prescription in the Han Dynasty two thousand years ago that could cure the plague? In this era when even bacteria and methamphetamine are unknown, doctors can stimulate the body's functions through traditional Chinese medicine and resist the invasion of plague by strengthening their own resistance, isn't this the best treatment that can be carried out in this era?

After relieving himself, He Xian was more and more able to understand the reason and helplessness why the old man in front of him was so lonely now.

"Why should the old man be guilty! The epidemic is a difficult disease, and our generation cannot solve it, so we will leave it to the next generation to overcome it. In any case, the master's prescription and the boy's eight strategies have a certain effect on the treatment and control of the plague after all, and here we have made efforts! What's more, the old man has now entered the realm of supernatural medical books, and if he concentrates on studying epidemics, it is not impossible to break through this problem in his lifetime! He Xian comforted Zhang Ji in turn.

"The ,......? of the Plague"

"Now that the boss has talked about the origin of the epidemic, some of the words on the kid's side may be a bit shocking, but they may be helpful for the boss to study the epidemic." The spread of the plague has been confirmed in the future after 2,000 years due to the spread of unknown viruses or bacteria. But this concept was put forward on the basis of hundreds of years of development of modern medicine. He Xian has always been hesitant to bring such a concept to this world, whether he will be regarded as an anomaly, or be caught by a mysterious organization that is obsessed with immortality to study the theory of immortals. But when he saw the legendary god-like doctor saint showing a deep helpless look in front of his ten-year-old child, He Xian still decided to speak out. As for whether Zhang Ji believes it or not, how Chinese medicine will develop in the future, He Xian can't care so much.

"The boy once had a dream in which the gods told me that the plague was actually caused by a small bug called a virus. This small bug is a thousand times smaller than a flea and can spread through our breath and water, so it is difficult to prevent. The eight anti-epidemic strategies proposed by the kid are mainly through the perspective of hygiene and isolation, controlling contaminated water sources and people who have been infected for defense. ”

"Is the disease caused by a small bug? If it's as you say, how can we see such tiny bugs? After a short period of shock, Zhang Ji did not immediately reject He Xian's theory of small insects, but deduced it on this basis. Perhaps this is the reason why Zhang Ji was able to become a medical saint, and when faced with unknown diseases and unknown prescriptions, he was able to explore in the spirit of tracing back to the source.

"Microscope, viruses have to be seen through a microscope."

"But what is this microscope?"

"A microscope is something that can magnify tiny things countless times."

"Like a fairy baby?" There was a rare hint of ridicule in Doctor Zhang's eyes.

"Maybe! That's all I've been exposed to in my dreams! The kid has now arranged for his subordinates to study, and I believe that there will be results soon! When the time comes, the divine doctor will be the first to observe. There is no end to this explanation, He Xian can only say that the source of everything comes down to the dream he had, that is, the theory of immortal enlightenment that is prevalent in the outside world.

"Oh~" Zhang Ji stretched his voice like a child, and did not study He Xian's dream in detail.

"I really hope that in my lifetime, I can see with my own eyes the kind of little worm that my brother said that causes people's diseases!" Facing the sunset, Zhang Ji let out a deep sigh.

Listening to the emotion, He Xian also secretly clenched his fists. Without Zhang Zhongjing's miraculous prescription, his once fantasized plan to stop the chaos of the late Han Dynasty by controlling the epidemic of the plague had been shattered. The development of glass should be intensified, and while Zhang Ji had not yet passed away, vigorously improving the medical level of the Han Dynasty was the fundamental way to treat the plague. And the chaos at the end of the Han Dynasty, I'm afraid we have to find a way to stop it again.

One old and one young, the two have their own thoughts.

Calm, but interrupted by the sound of a fast horse. Wen Ping came from outside with a dusty face.

"Childe, the head of the family is in a hurry for eight hundred miles! Heluo plague! ”

"Pap~" The purple sand cup in He Xian and Zhang Ji's hands landed at the same time.