"Thank you for your help!"

In the traditional Chinese medicine hospital, after receiving the news that the imperial court agreed to prepare for the Ministry of Commerce, Fan Sanming was very excited and thanked Fan Zheng again and again.

"Don't be too happy, you should know the purpose of the imperial court agreeing to form the Ministry of Commerce." Fan Zheng said calmly.

Fan Sanming said clearly: "The owner can rest assured, from now on, the businessman will definitely pay taxes in full, so that the commercial tax will reach a new high." ”

Fan Zheng shook his head and said: "Commercial tax is only one of them, the most important thing is to solve the harm of merchants, once the merchants have violated the law and discipline again, the court will definitely punish them severely." ”

Fan Sanming's heart trembled, and then he gritted his teeth and said: "Shang Jia violated the law and discipline, and he deserves it." ”

"At the same time, in order to prevent the disadvantages of businessmen from becoming bigger, the industry related to the national economy and people's livelihood must be state-owned. Fan Zhengdao.

"Thank you for your support!" Fan Sanming was overjoyed and said that Fan Zhengzhi's policy was no less than giving him a great credit, and as soon as this policy came out, he would definitely be able to have a place in the Ministry of Commerce.

"Remember, don't forget the philosophy of Song Shang, otherwise Shang Jia will definitely repeat the mistakes of the past." Fan Zheng handed Fan Sanming a note and reminded.

Fan Sanming said solemnly: "Don't worry! ”

After Fan Zheng left, Fan Sanming couldn't help crying with joy when he looked at the confession in his hand, although this confession did not have an official rank, but it was enough to make his identity change dramatically.

After solving the matter of the Ministry of Commerce, Fan Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, he had just come to the Imperial Medical Office, and suddenly Qian Yi came in a hurry, and said with a solemn face: "Fan Taicheng, something is wrong!" There is a plague in the disaster area of the Yellow River! ”

Fan Zheng's heart sank, and he hurriedly said, "What kind of plague is it?" ”

He had already ordered the doctor to take more precautions in the epidemic area, but he did not expect that he still failed to prevent the outbreak of the plague.

"It's malaria!" Qian Yi said with a sad face.

"Malaria?"

Fan Zheng frowned, he didn't expect that there was still a problem.

Qian Yi nodded and said: "The front-line doctors have already reminded the victims in the epidemic area that they should not drink polluted water, but according to the front-line doctors, malaria is transmitted by insect vectors, and it is infected through mosquito and fly bites or transfusion of blood with a pathogenic source. ”

The current flooding of the Yellow River is a time when mosquitoes are overflowing, and the victims have lost their houses and can only sleep in simple rooms or even in the open air, and there is no means to prevent mosquitoes.

"With the current medical technology, there is no cure for malaria, and we can only rely on immunity to resist it!" Fan Zheng said helplessly.

"And according to the front-line doctors, it is very likely that Fan Xianggong has been infected with malaria!" Qian Yi said another sad news.

"What!"

Fan Zheng was shocked, he didn't expect that his father would go to the disaster area to preside over the disaster relief.

"No! I'm going to the disaster area right away! Fan Zheng took the opportunity to assert.

Neither his father nor the people in the disaster area could not be delayed, and Fan Zheng decided to go to the disaster area immediately to seek treatment.

At that moment, Fan Zheng immediately returned to Fan's Mansion, and the entire Fan's Mansion was already in a panic.

Fan Chunli has just become a scholar and now goes to the Yellow River to relieve the disaster, but now he is infected with malaria, as we all know, the mortality rate of malaria is full of 30%, which is as terrible as smallpox.

Moreover, Fan Chunli is old, and I am afraid that he will not be able to fight malaria at all.

"Mother rest assured, the child will definitely heal his father and the victims when he goes to Yuncheng!" Fan Zheng solemnly promised.

"Please also bring the curtain with you, be careful when you go?" Li Qingzhao held up his growing belly, although his eyes were worried, but he did not stop it.

"Yes, your father is sick, in case you ......." Ma was also worried.

Fan Zheng waved his hand and said: "Mother rest assured, the first thing to do before practicing medicine as a doctor is to protect yourself, and the child will definitely do enough protection." ”

Fan Zheng appeased Ma and Li Qingzhao, and immediately hurried to the Yuncheng disaster area.

Yuncheng is now in chaos, first of all, people are everywhere, and malaria broke out, and Fan Chunli, as the minister of the Qincha, is also infected with malaria, and the whole Yuncheng is even more panicked.

"Drive!"

Fan Zheng took a group of doctors and hurried to Yuncheng immediately.

"Come, stop! Ahead is an epidemic area, and no one is allowed to enter Yuncheng. ”

Just when Fan Zheng's fast horse arrived in Yuncheng, Song Jiang led a group of small officials to immediately step forward to block the road, and now the most critical thing in Yuncheng is to stop the spread of malaria, and Song Jiang was ordered to deploy defenses in this area.

"This is Doctor Fan Taicheng, who is here specifically for the plague in Yuncheng." A healer stepped forward and said loudly.

"Ahh Evil...... Fan Taicheng? Song Jiang couldn't help but widen his eyes, and the evil doctor's nickname blurted out, and he immediately changed his words.

"Evil Doctor Fan Zheng!"

The little official on the side didn't have such eyes, and blurted out.

"Don't hurry up and ask Fan Taicheng for the guilt!" Song Jiang was like rain in time, and hurriedly played the round field.

"Yes! Be! The villain made a mistake and asked Mrs. Fan to forgive her sins. The little official hurriedly pleaded guilty.

You must know that the evil doctor Fan Zheng is not a little imperial doctor, but also the only son of Fan Xianggong, the minister of the Qin Mission, and he is also a celebrity around the official family.

Fan Zheng waved his hand and said: "The evil doctor is a nickname given by the government and the opposition, and there is nothing, and the most important thing for Fan to come now is the plague in Yuncheng." ”

Song Jiang complimented: "Fan Taicheng is noble! I'm waiting to admire! ”

Song Jiang immediately gave way to the barricades and cleared the road.

Fan Zheng waved his hand and said: "Immediately change into protective clothing, bring a mask to enter the epidemic area, by the way, give them some protective clothing and masks!" ”

Even if malaria is transmitted by mosquitoes, not droplets, Fan Zheng still does not dare to be careless, the doctor's protective clothing and masks are enough to cover the whole body, and spray some toilet water, which is enough to prevent mosquito bites as much as possible.

"Thank you Fan Taicheng!"

Song Jiang and a group of small officials took the protective clothing gratefully, the people in the epidemic area were panicked, and they were naturally frightened, and the number of protective clothing in the epidemic area was effective, and the priority doctors could not take their turn at all.

Fan Zheng did not continue to stay, but immediately got on his horse and went straight to Yuncheng County.

"I've seen Fan Taicheng!"

The Yuncheng County Commander came with a group of officials to greet him.

Fan Zheng directly skipped these complicated etiquettes and said, "Where is my father now?" ”

Yuncheng County Ling said with a panicked face: "Fan Xianggong is recuperating in the back hall!" ”

Fan Zheng asked people to lead the way, and immediately came to the back hall, and sure enough, he saw his father lying weakly on the bed, even if he was covered with a thick quilt in the summer, he was still cold.

"Father?"

Fan Zheng shouted.

Fan Chunli saw Fan Zheng, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Zheng'er, don't come over, my father has been infected with malaria, don't infect you again." ”

Fan Zheng shook his head and said, "Father, don't worry, malaria is transmitted by mosquitoes, as long as it is not bitten by mosquitoes, it will not be infected." ”

At that moment, Fan Zheng personally diagnosed Fan Chunli, and finally confirmed that Fan Chunli was indeed infected with malaria.

"Father rest in peace, and the child will surely do his best to heal you." Fan Zheng said solemnly.

Fan Chunli sighed: "The old man doesn't care, just let malaria abuse him, I'm afraid it will cause a catastrophe in Yuncheng." ”

"Rest assured, father, child knows." Fan Zheng promised.

Fan Zheng settled his father and came to the yamen, and the Yuncheng County Commander said with a look of hope: "Fan Taicheng has a cure for malaria?" ”

Fan Zheng shook his head and said, "Malaria is a plague since ancient times, and at present, there is no cure at all. ”

The Yuncheng County Commander was suddenly disappointed, malaria occurred in Yuncheng, and he would definitely not escape his responsibility as the Yuncheng County Commander, but who knew that the evil doctor Fan Zheng had come in person, and there was still no way to treat malaria, which made him very disappointed.

And he believed that the evil doctor Fan Zheng was not lying, after all, his father Fan Xianggong had also contracted malaria. If there is a good prescription, the evil doctor Fan Zheng will not hide it at all.

"But don't worry, Fan will definitely let the doctor immediately study the method of malaria, and according to the imperial court's method of preventing and controlling the plague, Yuncheng will officially be taken over by the doctor!" Fan Zheng said solemnly.

"Yes!" Yuncheng County Ling received the order with a bitter face.

"Now your first task is to immediately clear the filth around Yuncheng, so as not to allow mosquitoes to overflow and reduce the spread of the plague." Fan Zheng arranged.

"Xia Guan understands!" The Yuncheng County Commander immediately ordered to leave.

Seeing the Yuncheng County Order leaving, Fan Zheng waved his hand and said, "Come on, invite Doctor Yang to discuss malaria." ”

Today's Yang Jie is in the prime of life, and is responsible for compiling the medical book "Compendium of Materia Medica", and the plague in the Yellow River disaster area is naturally the first to preside over the fight against the epidemic.

"Yes!"

An official left in a hurry, and soon, Yang Jie led a group of doctors to hurry over.

"Fan Zheng, the situation is quite bad, not only Uncle Fan is infected, but now more and more people are infected with malaria, and mosquitoes are rampant, I am afraid it will become a prairie fire." Yang Jie hurriedly came and warned with a serious expression.

Fan Zheng smiled bitterly: "Now it's not time to come to Brother Yang to discuss and see if you can find a cure for malaria." ”

Yang Jie's face darkened and said: "Now I have used the good prescription that has been passed down from generation to generation, and it does not have much effect on malaria. ”

"Malaria!"

Fan Zheng couldn't help but sigh, this is a stubborn disease since ancient times, and countless people lose their lives every year.

Yang Jie and Fan Zheng glanced at each other, and couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness, many people

"No, I remember that medical books once recorded that there were doctors who were cured of malaria!" Fan Zheng suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"You're talking about Taoist Ge Hong's "Emergency Preparation Prescription Behind the Elbow", which does have a medical prescription that can treat malaria." Yang Jie is now an encyclopedia of doctors, and when Fan Zheng casually mentioned it, Yang Jie accurately found the prescription and explained its source.

Fan Zhengxia said eagerly: "Since there is a successful prescription, then I will hurry up and grab the medicine according to the prescription!" ”

Yang Jie didn't make the slightest move, and said, "Do you think I didn't test this method?" This recipe is to use Artemisia annua to treat malaria, but it has no effect, this recipe is a wrong prescription! ”

Yang Jie's compilation of the Compendium of Materia Medica, a big task is to screen the prescriptions of the predecessors, after all, after the generations of doctors have passed down by word of mouth, and the language recorded is unknown and unclear! Mistakes in such prescriptions abound.

Fan Zheng's rising hope was suddenly shattered, and he couldn't help frowning.

"That's not right!"

Fan Zheng's heart moved, and he suddenly said.

"Brother Fan, what's wrong!" Yang Jie was puzzled.

Fan Zheng paced a few steps and said: "If this prescription is an accidental prescription, it may be the wrong prescription, but this prescription is a good prescription for the Taoist divine doctor Ge Hong, and it is recorded that he used this prescription to save many malaria patients, so it can't be the wrong prescription?" ”

Yang Jie was puzzled: "But since Ge Hong, no one has ever used this prescription to cure malaria. ”

Fan Zheng took a deep breath and made a bold guess: "If there is nothing wrong with this party, then there is only one possibility that it is wrong, and that is the wrong medicine." ”

Yang Jie shook his head and said: "But Ge Hong's "Emergency Preparation Prescription after the Elbow" clearly records that it is Artemisia annua, which is a well-known medicinal material, bitter, pungent, slightly cold, and returns to the spleen, stomach, liver, and gallbladder meridians, and has the effect of clearing dampness and heat, and reducing yellowing of gallbladder and yellow. ”

For medical books, Yang Jie came as soon as he opened his mouth, and soon blurted out the medicinal records of Artemisia annua.

Fan Zhengdao: "The miracle doctor Ge Hong has a history of 700 years ago, and it is inevitable that there will be mistakes, not to mention that he has experienced the dark ages of the Five Hu Chaohua, and it is inevitable that there will be mistakes. ”

Yang Jie nodded, it was precisely because of this that he suspected that Ge Hong's prescription was wrong.

Fan Zheng continued: "Since Artemisia has always been a medicinal material, and there are many branches, such as Artemisia annua in the far north, and many Artemisia species look very similar, Fan believes that it is not that Ge Hong's medical prescription is wrong, but that later generations have mistaken the medicinal materials in the medical prescription. ”

"Is it really possible?" Yang Jie's eyes lit up.

Fan Zheng stood up proudly and said loudly: "Come on, immediately collect all kinds of Artemisia and boil it into medicine." ”

"Obey!"

With Fan Zheng's order, the doctor began a large-scale operation to collect artemisia, and even the roundworm used to treat roundworms was not spared.

Today's doctors have a proven method of testing drugs by grouping different artemisinas to different patients.

Just as Fan Zheng and Yang Jie were anxiously expecting, a doctor excitedly reported: "Qi Fan Taicheng, I found Artemisia for the treatment of malaria." ”

"It's Artemisia." Yang Jie hurriedly asked.

The healer excitedly said: "It's Artemisia bitter, and it has a miraculous effect on malaria!" ”

"Artemisia!" Yang Jie couldn't help but be stunned, he didn't expect that the yellow artemisia in the medical prescription turned out to be the most unsuitable medicinal herb and the bitter artemisia that people could not avoid.

"Quick, bring the bitter artemisia immediately."

Fan Zheng couldn't wait to instruct that now his father is suffering from malaria, and now that he has found a doctor, he naturally needs to be treated as soon as possible.

"Pass the order, immediately buy artemisia at a high price, and make every effort to cure malaria." Yang Jie ordered at the same time.

"Yes!"

The healer immediately took the order and left.

Now it is the junction of summer and autumn, all kinds of artemisia are everywhere, and under the huge manpower and material resources of doctors, a large number of artemisia annua was soon transported to the epidemic area.

With the manufacture of Artemisia annua into medicine, the epidemic that was about to get out of control was suddenly brought under control, and the crisis in Yuncheng was greatly lifted.

However, when everyone learned that Fan Zheng had cracked Ge Hong's wrong prescription for treating malaria, they couldn't help but secretly rejoice, who would have thought that it was not the doctor's fault, but the confusion of the medicine, so that for hundreds of years, Ge Hong's divine prescription was ineffective, and countless people died for it.

"It's worthy of the evil doctor Fan Zheng!" More people are glad that such an unexpected mistake can be discovered by the evil doctor Fan Zheng, otherwise malaria may have ravaged for thousands of years, and more people will die for it.

(End of chapter)