Seeing the pale and sad expression of the Zhang family, Ji Ping was a human being, so he naturally understood Zhang's mood at this time, nodded and said: "Everything is greater than people, everything should come before relatives, and Brother Zhen's illness is the most important." ”

Zhang has been taking care of family affairs for several years, and she is full of experience and good at reading people, she can see at a glance that the gentle young man in front of her is indeed true in words, and thinking of his identity as a prince, she also adds a little gratitude to her sadness.

Even the frustration, Li Ru and Zhang He behind Ji Ping couldn't help but look at his side, silently reciting the sentence "Everything is greater than people, everything should come before relatives", feeling the difference of this young man.

Especially Fu Zhu and Zhang He.

Fu Zhu has always been extremely surprised that Ji Ping was able to borrow two million stone grain from Han Fu, and he talked several times along the way, Ji Ping's approachability made him feel like a spring breeze, and his unique thinking and style of doing things made him admire from the bottom of his heart.

And Zhang He is even more so, he was originally from Hejian, Zhongping joined the army in the first year to crusade against the Yellow Turban, and later stayed in Han Fu's army, because of his young age and low background, although he has a talent but has not been reused, this time he was transferred by Ji Ping to transport grain, he was very surprised, he thought it was Han Fu's arrangement, but walked with Ji Ping all the way, and really felt that Ji Ping attached great importance to him, this kind of respect and knowledge, so that this young man who was still unknown at this time respected Ji Ping very much.

Zhang instructed her second son Zhen Yan to settle Ji Ping and his party to rest, and she was going to rush to see her eldest son, who was seriously ill, and she was desperate for her son's condition at this time, and just wanted to accompany her son in the last period of time.

At this moment, Ji Ping hesitated and said, "Mrs. Zhen." I have learned some Qihuang techniques with my master and mother, so I wonder if it is convenient to visit Brother Zhen together? ”

He didn't say anything. In fact, he has no bottom in his heart, after all, this is in ancient times. Even though he knew a lot of medical skills and was also proficient in the wonderful art of acupuncture, many incurable diseases could not be treated at all under the current conditions, so he could only go and see them first.

Zhang was stunned when he heard this, looked at Ji Ping, squeezed out a smile on his pale face, and bowed: "Thank you, Your Highness, old man." ”

The most important thing in medical skills is accumulation, and the status of practitioners is low, Zhang did not believe that the young prince in front of him would have any excellent medical skills. From the bottom of her heart, she thought that Ji Ping was eager to ask for food, and wanted to take the opportunity to win the favor of her as the acting head of the family, and she felt a little disgusted in her heart, and her impression of this gentle young man was much worse, but because of Ji Ping's identity and face, she did not refuse.

Li Ru behind Ji Ping also shook his head secretly, he guessed her thoughts from Zhang's expression, and secretly sighed that Ji Ping's move was a snake and counterproductive, although this young man was like an old fox many times. Thoughtful, but after all, it will be a hundred secrets. Even Fu Zhu and Liu Zihui sighed slightly.

They didn't know that Ji Ping didn't think much about it at this time, just thinking about saving people. So much for. If there is kindness, there will be revenge, and there will be help, this is his creed, even though he has been in the torrent of history. But the heart remains the same. People have big ambitions, but they also have small persistence. Even if you are determined to help the world, you still have to be yourself. There is really no conflict between the two.

Ji Ping and his entourage followed Zhang's all the way inward, and when they arrived at Zhenyu Courtyard, Dian Wei, Fu Zhu, Li Ru and others stayed outside the courtyard, and only Ji Ping followed Zhang's into the inner room.

The room was filled with the smell of medicine, and there was a table on the side, with incense burners, candles, and paper ashes on it, Ji Ping recognized this as a set of witch doctors' practices, similar to the dancing gods of the shaman inheritance in later generations.

In the room, an old doctor was sitting on the side of the couch to take the pulse of the unconscious Zhen Yu.

Ji Ping also saw the five Zhen sisters again, as well as Zhen Yu's wife, a group of women saluted him, and Ji Ping hurriedly asked them to get up.

At this time, the old doctor finished taking the pulse, and Zhang asked nervously: "Doctor Li, ......how is my son's condition?"

The old doctor shook his head again and again: "Ling Lang's illness is not due to cold, but congenital weakness, and there is nothing that can be done about old decay. ”

"Huh......" As soon as he heard the old doctor's words, Zhang's body stumbled in disappointment again, and the women in the room couldn't help but cry, but the eight-year-old Zhen Mi was also as calm as a little adult, although she didn't mourn and cry, but Ji Ping saw her teeth biting her lip, oozing blood. This is a strong girl.

Zhang endured his grief and sent out the old Chinese medicine doctor, and as soon as he came back, he burst into tears, and ignored Ji Ping, just lying on the couch and holding his unconscious son and crying.

Ji Ping sighed secretly, walked lightly to the couch, and looked at Zhen Yu on the couch.

At this time, Zhen Yu was already in shape, his eyes were deep-set, his face was thin, and there was no trace of blood, Ji Ping stared at the dying man for a while, but his eyes couldn't help showing a hint of joy.

"Mrs. Zhen, let me take a look at Brother Zhen's pulse." Ji Ping didn't say much, pulled Zhang aside, sat on the side of the couch, and pressed his two fingers on the pulse of Zhen Yu's wrist.

Zhang's was originally sad and desperate for his beloved son, but he was recklessly pulled away by Ji Ping, he was very angry in his heart, and he looked up and was about to scold, but he saw that Ji Ping was closing his eyes and checking his son's pulse, with a serious and solemn expression, inviolable.

Zhang was stunned, took a deep breath, bit his lips, and said in his heart, if this young man is really pretending to delay his last time with his son, he will definitely not have a grain with him, even if he is the king of Hedong and the king of Shenwu.

Among the women below who were also in a daze, eight-year-old Zhen Mi looked at Ji Ping, who was seriously checking her brother's pulse, but her black and white eyes showed a little expectation. Although Zhen Mi is young, she is the one who likes to read the most among the sisters, and the women don't believe in Ji Ping's medical skills, but she understands the truth that people can't look good.

In addition, Zhen Jiang, the eldest daughter of the Zhen family, also showed a bit of expectation, just because his husband wrote many times to describe the extraordinary life of Ji Ping, the king of Hedong.

Ji Ping took Zhen Yu's pulse for a moment, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, he opened his eyes, looked at Zhang's changing expression, his solemn expression was suddenly soothed, and he smiled: "Mrs. Zhen, Brother Zhen's disease can still be treated." ”

The seven or eight women in the room, including the maids who served on the side, all opened their mouths wide and their eyes were full of disbelief.

Thump! Zhang slumped to the ground, looking at Ji Ping, his lips moved frequently, and he couldn't say a word.

Instead, the young Zhen Mi knelt on the ground to Ji Ping first, and said crisply: "Your Highness, please save my eldest brother." ”

Ji Ping hurriedly picked up the little girl, and said with a smile: "I came here to save people, and I will go all out." ”

Zhen Mi nodded again and again, but she never shed tears, but her tears fell like rain at this time.

Only then did Zhang speak, his voice trembling and hoarse: "Your Highness, can my son's illness really be cured?" ”

Ji Ping nodded, he didn't expect that this Zhen Yu's illness was exactly the same as the disease born by Xun Yu's eldest son Xun Ji, it was similar to a congenital deficiency disease, and he couldn't say what kind of disease it was, but he personally participated in the treatment of Xun Ji by his adoptive mother Li, and his bone needle played a big role.

He took out a small box from his arms, took out a few bone needles neatly, turned his head and ordered: "Boil a pot of boiling water, and then take a charcoal fire." "The infection in this era is very strict, so Ji Ping attaches great importance to disinfection, which is also highly praised by the Li family, who is proficient in medical skills.

When Zhang saw Ji Ping take out a box of bone needles, he didn't seem to be a layman, and suddenly he had a little more confidence in Ji Ping, and said in a trembling voice: "Your Highness, if you can cure my son's illness, Zhen is willing to use all his family resources to supply grain and grass for His Highness." ”

Zhen Yu's wife on the side also nodded again and again.

Ji Ping said with a smile: "Everything is one thing, food is food, saving people is saving people, Mrs. can rest assured, it is a great merit to save people's lives, why not make me happy." ”

Zhang and the women in the room looked at this gentle and smiling young man, and only felt that he had a supreme demeanor at this time, and their hearts all swelled with gratitude and respect.

Under the busyness of the Zhang family and the women, the charcoal fire and boiling water were soon taken, and Ji Ping eliminated the poison for the bone needle, so he concentrated on administering the needle to Zhen Yu.

The Zhang family and all the women in the room stared at him with bated breath, and they didn't dare to take a breath.

Under Ji Ping's acupuncture, Zhen Yu's complexion lying on the couch gradually soothed, adding a little blood, and his mouth moved slightly, which was obviously much better than the previous dying, which made the Zhang family and the other women cry with joy.

After about half an hour, Ji Ping breathed a sigh of relief, took the bone needle on Zhen Yu's body, and put it in the box.

Xiao Zhen Mi on the side didn't know when she had already taken the silk handkerchief, and came over on tiptoe to wipe the sweat on Ji Ping's forehead, but she couldn't reach it, and her snow-white little face was slightly red.

Ji Ping smiled, bent down, let this well-behaved and sensible little girl wipe her sweat for herself, looked at the Zhang family lying in front of the couch, and said, "In less than half a month, Brother Zhen will be able to stay, but he still needs to prescribe some medicine." ”

At this time, the Zhang family was already extremely convinced of Ji Ping, and when he heard that Ji Ping was going to prescribe medicine, he hurriedly instructed Zhen Jiang on the side: "Quickly get a pen and paper for His Highness." ”

Unexpectedly, Zhen Mi didn't know when he had already prepared a pen and paper, and immediately sent it to Ji Ping, Ji Ping looked at this smart little girl, touched her forehead, couldn't help but praise again and again, groaned, and wrote out the recipe, this recipe was opened by the Li family for Xun Xun, and Ji Ping also wrote it down.

The prescription was quickly written, and Zhang hurriedly asked people to grab the medicine, and almost at the same time, Zhen Yu, who had been unconscious on the couch for a long time, opened his eyes, and all the women in the room cried.

Ji Ping quietly went out of the house, outside the house Zhen Yan and his younger brother Zhen Yao also rushed over, heard the women in the house crying, and thought that the elder brother had passed away, so he couldn't help but turn pale, ignored Ji Ping, and hurriedly rushed into the house.

Li Ru, who was waiting outside the house, looked at the smiling Ji Ping in surprise, and couldn't help but say curiously: "Could it be that His Royal Highness really healed the son of the Zhen family?" (To be continued......)