"Please stand back and stand in a ventilated area."

"My lord, if we are wrong, you can go in again, at this time, you will not be able to diagnose or take care of you when you go in, it is better to stand in the distance."

The kindness of the two Langzhong, the prefect of Weizhou did not dare not accept it.

None of them.

The elder Li Langzhong said.

He suspected that King Jin was suffering from dysentery.

And another Sun Langzhong is also the same judgment.

Dysentery!

Half of the people who get this disease will die.

If it is just because of a bad stomach, it will cause personal illness, and if it is contagious, then the entire Weizhou government will have to be shut down.

In the worst-case scenario, even the entire city of Weizhou will be sealed off because of the patient King Jin!

At this time, the prefect of Weizhou regretted it very much, and began to recall that when the king of Jin came to the palace just now, he contacted the king of Jin several times.

However, once I thought that when King Jin first came, in order to show his loyalty, he specially helped King Jin take the stinky spittoon, and the prefect of Weizhou was sick to his stomach again, feeling sweating all over his body, and he was uncomfortable anywhere.

The prefect of Weizhou saw the two Lang Zhong walking in with solemn faces, and almost stopped one of them in public, and first showed him if he was also infected with dysentery.

Dysentery is an incurable disease!

He was only thirty-five years old, and he became the prefect when he was fighting, and he still wanted to hug the thigh of King Jin, and one day he would be promoted to the capital and rank among the top three ranks.

never thought that he would die halfway to success with King Jin.

"Please bless the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, King Jin is not dysentery, but the two Lang Zhong have lost their eyes."

"I am willing to accept a bribe of a penny next year in exchange for King Jin's good health."

The private conversation between the prefect of Huazhou and Lang Zhong was not heard by Jia Chu.

But when he saw the exaggerated prayer of the prefect of Weizhou, his heart sank suddenly, and he had a faint bad premonition.

If memory serves.

On the last night of staying in the backyard of the county government, the official lady who was in the room of the prince lived in prison for a while.

The prison is not clean, perhaps because the official lady has transitioned the sickness in the prison to the prince.

If that's the case, that official lady shouldn't think about having a spring and autumn dream of climbing the dragon and attaching the phoenix.

If you don't condemn her to death, you have to let her fend for herself!

in order to offset the sin of making the prince so sick!

This way.

After the two Lang Zhong finished the pulse of King Jin and checked the excrement in the Gong bucket and the spittoon, their faces became even more solemn.

But they still didn't rush to make a decision, and took the lead in asking the guards inside and outside the house: "Who is serving the prince of Jin in the past two days?" ”

"It's me."

As soon as Jia Chu spoke, the two Lang Zhong were startled.

It's no wonder that the two Lang have no eyes, but they didn't find it, deliberately lowered their sense of existence, and lived in the early part of the first day with a low sense.

When they saw Jia Chu wearing a face scarf, the two asked Jia Chu again: "Besides you, who has been in contact with the King of Jin the longest?" ”

"Coachman."

"How is he doing these two days?"

"Occasionally, I felt a cold, and I drank a bowl of ginger soup the night before, and when I drove later, there was nothing unusual."

When the two Lang Zhong heard his reply, they breathed a sigh of relief, and their mouths were full of words.

Jia Chu listened carefully, as if he was saying something like "God of Medicine blesses".

When Jia Chu saw this, he was also relieved.

Judging by their performance, the prince's condition should not be as serious as he imagined.

"Lord Jin is suffering from dysentery."

“……”

Jia Chu was so surprised that his mouth was wide enough to fit a duck egg, and the black scarf covering his face also fell off.

"Cover it up, cover it quickly."

The elder Lang Zhong hurriedly covered Jia Chu.

"Although according to our judgment, there is no sign of contagion in the dysentery of the prince of Jin for the time being, it should be a physical illness, plus gastrointestinal dysentery caused by infection with external evils, but we have to guard against the possibility of infection, from today on, except for you to stay and serve the prince, the rest of the people in this room had better not come in."

"Our net worth and life are all entrusted to the prince himself, if the prince dies, we will not be able to survive, we are not afraid!"

The statements of the guards standing in the distance gave the two Lang Zhong a headache.

This is something that is not to be feared.

But...... If dysentery is infected, one more person gets sick, and several more people may be infected.

Originally, it was just a few people's illness, and it might be possible to get better if they were medicated because of the illness, but if they got too sick, the matter was big, and it caused panic, I was afraid that even the entire Weizhou Mansion would be sealed.

At that time, the prince of Jin will only suffer more and be more dangerous.

The elder Li Langzhong analyzed the pros and cons to the guards, and after they listened, they were all silent, looking at Jia Chu, waiting for Jia Chu to come up with an idea.

"Listen to the words of the Langzhong, there are two Langzhong, please do your best to heal the prince's condition, as long as the prince recovers, there will be a lot of rewards!"

Jia's heart was panicked, and on the surface, he was still trying to calm down.

But when the prefect of Weizhou confirmed that King Jin was indeed suffering from dysentery, he only felt that the whole sky was about to fall.

"The prince is really dysentery, will you diagnose it wrong, or the official will invite a few more Lang Zhong to come, and you will study and study it again, is there any other possibility?"

The prefect's questioning made the two Langzhong very speechless.

When the flood was rampant, dysentery caused and countless people died.

And the two older Langzhong, who have already experienced several floods in their lives, as well as refugees from other places who have poured into Kannai Province due to floods, can only judge at a glance that King Jin is suffering from dysentery.

They have some experience in treating dysentery.

At this time, when I heard the words of the prefect, even if I had a grudge in my heart, I still stopped it in time.

"Adults should not go to other Langzhong to come for diagnosis and treatment, so as not to spread dysentery, so that there will be no Langzhong in the entire Weizhou City to consult with Langzhong."

"We are old, if we can't cure the prince of Jin, it's a big deal to give this life here, Lord Wanwang will focus on the people of Weizhou and report this matter to the court first."

Li Langzhong's self-awareness is limited.

If dysentery is treated in time at the beginning of the disease, it is very likely to be cured.

However, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be sequelae such as gastrointestinal diseases in the future.

And the King of Jin has been pulled to prostration, and even the bile is spit out, according to their usual treatment, they are afraid of saving people back, and the King of Jin will also lose five to ten years of life due to physical wear and tear, and his body will collapse from then on.

Don't say anything else.

It is impossible to regain the vigor of the wind, and in the following days, you can only rely on decoction to hang.

But if the imperial doctor in the capital has another strange prescription, it may give the King of Jin a new life.

"This ......"

The prefect of Weizhou panicked for a while.

He couldn't do the matter of King Jin, so he could only look at Jia Chu.

He knew that Jia Chu was the secret guard of the Jin Palace, and he was a close confidant of the King of Jin.

Whether or not to report this matter to His Majesty has to be decided by Jia Chu.

"I will immediately send someone to send a letter to the capital, asking Your Majesty to send a doctor to come and heal."

A Chu expressed his attitude, and Li Langzhong and Sun Langzhong suddenly had new hope in their eyes.

Especially Sun Langzhong, hurriedly reminded Jia Chu.

"This little brother, if I'm not mistaken, Master Hua is also in the capital, two years ago there was a dysentery in Guannei Dao, I was fortunate to have boiled a medicinal soup under Master Hua, he has a unique view on the treatment of dysentery, you might as well invite Master Hua to come with you, you will be able to ensure that the King of Jin is safe!"

When Li Langzhong heard this, he also nodded hurriedly and agreed.

"Lao Sun is right, as long as Master Hua comes, the prince of Jin will be saved!"