The trembling voice made Song Shuwan look over, and found that it was an old woman who was speaking, her body was slumped, and her eyes had become cloudy because of the years, but even so, she struggled to open her eyes wide, as if she wanted to see people clearly, and seemed to see something that did not exist.

Song Shuwan softened her expression: "Of course we are here for the plague, old man, the situation in Syracuse has already spread, if it weren't for saving people, no one would have come to Syracuse at this time." ”

The old woman nodded, "Let's just assume that you are here for the plague." ”

Song Shuwan: "......"

Don't you believe this old man?

Without much explanation, she turned and walked over to the patient who was coughing up blood.

While she was talking to the old woman, Han Sanzhen had already taken the pulse of the patient who was coughing up blood.

Song Shuwan asked in a low voice, "Han Langzhong, what is his situation?" ”

Han Sanzhen frowned and thought: "I can't say it, you can take a look." ”

Song Shuwan put on her wrist neatly, and took out the golden needle after a while: "I'll protect his heart first, and I'll talk about the rest later." ”

As the golden needle fell, the patient who was coughing up blood gradually calmed down, and even the coughing sound became smaller.

"Does this really work?"

"They're capable of Langzhong, right? Can they really save us? ”

In the midst of all kinds of small sounds, Song Shuwan motioned to the soldiers next to her to send people into the tent: "This patient has to live in the nearest place to me recently. ”

The soldier hadn't recovered from his surprise yet, and when Song Shuwan saw this, she raised her hand and patted him on the shoulder: "I need him to live near me, no problem, right?" ”

"No problem, of course!"

The soldier was excited, and immediately led the group to the side after reacting, and his words were flattering.

On that day, Song Shuwan and the others only stayed in the camp, and at night, she and Han Sanzhen pondered the patient's situation during the day.

"He should be in a more serious condition, although it is a plague, you can see the pulse, but it is like an ordinary wind chill, Han Langzhong, this kind of disease, you have seen it before?"

When the words fell, Song Shuwan didn't get a response, and couldn't help but turn her head sideways, and saw Han Sanzhen touching her chin, looking at the patient on the bed with a thoughtful expression, her heart suddenly moved, and she repeated the inquiry at the end of the sentence.

"Han Langzhong, have you seen similar symptoms before?"

Han Sanzhen came back to his senses and said uncertainly: "I've seen similar ones, but that time it wasn't a plague, and it wasn't difficult to treat." ”

"Not refractory?"

Song Shuwan repeated the four words in his words, and said thoughtfully: "Is it that the disease has changed, so it has caused the appearance it is now?" ”

Han Sanzhen shook his head: "I'm not sure either, but you can try the previous recipe." ”

After that, Han Sanzhen wrote down a prescription.

Song Shuwan looked at it for a moment and found that the medicinal materials in the recipe were very common, and they were basically used to treat wind and cold.

"Han Langzhong, isn't this prescription too ...... Apply? ”

If it was just an ordinary wind chill, Lang Zhong who came before would have solved it a long time ago.

Han Sanzhen nodded on the table: "This recipe is really not applicable, but I think that since this recipe is useful for ordinary wind and cold, it means that it also has some effect on this plague, the only difference is how we have to adjust it." ”

Song Shuwan showed a thoughtful look on her face, if she needed to adjust, she could give it a try, the question was, where to start adjusting?

Han Sanzhen kept looking at Song Shuwan, and when he saw her falling into deep thought, he couldn't help but smile: "The current situation is indeed a little difficult to adjust, although it is very important to involve human life, it is inevitable to figure out the situation, don't worry, we still have one day tomorrow, and we will ponder it tomorrow night." ”

A quiet night passed.

The next day, Song Shuwan and Han Sanzhen took the pulse of the entire camp and checked the condition of each patient with different conditions.

Approaching noon, Song Shuwan had some ideas in her heart: "Han Langzhong, you say, how about such an adjustment?" ”

She wrote down the new recipe, held it in both hands and handed it to Han Sanzhen.

"Your new recipe is not bad, let's give it to those people first, and see if we can stabilize their situation."

"Okay."

Song Shuwan summoned the people who managed the medicinal materials in the camp and handed over the new prescription: "From tonight, all patients will drink the medicine on this prescription, drink it for two days, and I will see the situation again." ”

"Okay, I'll arrange it."

The prescription was taken away, and that night, the sick people in the camp drank it.

In the middle of the night, Song Shuwan was still asleep when she was woken up by a noise.

"What's wrong? What's going on out there? Why is it so noisy? ”

Song Shuwan asked, and put on the robe next to her.

In the next moment, Qin Xue walked in from outside the tent: "It's the patient in front of me who is making trouble, it seems to be related to tonight's medicine." ”

Song Shuwan's face changed, she strode out, and saw a group of people surrounding Han Sanzhen from a distance, I don't know what to say, all of them looked indignant, and even worse, they directly reached out to push Han Sanzhen.

Seeing that Han Sanzhen was about to fall to the ground, Song Shuwan couldn't hold it back, so she rushed over in three steps and two steps, supporting Han Sanpin, who was about to fall.

"What do you want to do? For no reason, why push people? ”

"For no reason? He changed our medicine as soon as he came, and it was still useless, how can it be said that it was for no reason? ”

"Yes, it's not for nothing, we have to give an explanation, you have to give us an explanation."

Facing the shouting voices around her, Song Shuwan frowned, and the hand holding Han Sanzhen slowly tightened.

In the next moment, Han Sanzhen patted her hand: "Don't be angry. ”

Song Shuwan lowered her eyes: "I'm not angry." ”

Han Sanzhen smiled, Song Shu Wansheng was not angry, he knew very well, but the people in front of him were not malicious, and they didn't need to care.

At this moment, a group of soldiers hurried over.

"What to do, what to do? If you don't sleep at night, what's going on here? Spread them all out for me! ”

The people were dispersed, but when everyone left, their expressions were angry, and even their eyes were full of resentment.

Song Shuwan clenched her fingers, and anger swelled in her heart, but soon, she suppressed her emotions, said a few words to the soldiers who came forward to apologize, and then returned to the camp with Han Sanzhen.

"Han Langzhong, what's going on? Why do those people say useless? ”

Han Sanzhen sighed: "I don't know who poked out the matter of Fang Zi's exchange, those people were afraid of death, so they shouted that it was useless, and it turned out to be a big trouble." ”

Song Shuwan couldn't believe her ears, just because of this, she was making noise, and those patients were too stupid.

Rubbing her eyebrows, Song Shuwan said, "That recipe should have some effect, it can't be useless." ”

"I know, but those people don't believe it."

Han Sanzhen got up slowly: "Don't worry too much, this matter is not to the end, no one can be sure of the situation." ”

Song Shuwan sneered: "As far as they look, they want to be sure and can ......."

Before she could finish speaking, there was a sudden shouting and scolding outside.

"Waste Lang Zhong who cares about human life, get out of here!"