What is this Dao Master...."

Qian Bao stepped forward, only to realize that something was wrong.

Those god-chattering bald heads are completely bald, without half a strand of hair, but this person in front of him is not like this, up close, although it is small, but there is still hair.

The bald young man saluted and said: "In the lower division of the Heavenly Prison for ten thousand years, His Majesty's edict was ordered to walk in all directions, and it coincided with the plague in southern Xinjiang, so I specially came here to find a cure." ”

Years?

Qian Bao was surprised, even if he was far away in Sanshanguan, he had heard of the name of 10,000 years, the rice and wheat in Chentangguan were all promoted by 10,000 years, and the home-brewed fruit wine was also created by 10,000 years, not to mention, there was also the 10,000-year calendar that was used all over the world.

But he still had doubts: "In the lower three mountains to pass Qianbao, why did Brother Wan come to the bottom of the cliff?"

Wan Nian sighed: "I read the ancient books, and found that Bupleurum can cure the plague, and the bottom of this mountain cliff is full of Bupleurum, which is dug in spring and autumn, and the stems, leaves and sediment can be used to treat the plague." ”

Qian Bao was puzzled: "Isn't it a good thing that I found medicinal herbs?

Wan Nian replied: "Although I can identify medicinal materials, I don't know how to make medicines and what proportions should be used to dispense them. ”

Qian Bao patted his head: "This is simple, just like this....."

In fact, he didn't know it at first, but after a sleep, he understood.

Although the pharmaceutical techniques recorded in the Neijing are incredible, according to his decades of medical experience, it is indeed possible to achieve it, but the predecessors have never thought about it this way, and there is a certain risk.

Wan Nian and Qian Bao picked firewood together, and returned home to prepare medicine.

The two came to the Deng Mansion and found Deng Xiu, saying that they had prepared medicine to treat the plague.

Seeing Qian Bao return to normal, Deng Xiu was very happy, but when he heard Qian Bao say that the medicine was dispensed, he looked embarrassed again.

Seeing Deng Xiu's complexion, a drop of cold sweat slowly slipped down Qian Bao's forehead.

He thought everything was too simple.

Why do the people of Sanshanguan prefer to believe in bald Taoist priests, knowing that they can't be cured, just to eliminate the pain, and are willing to offer their family wealth and ancestral things?

Because the healer of the Eight Classics can't cure it.

At the beginning, many people looked for money to protect treatment, but money insurance was not good for treatment, and today, the money insurance is still in their minds for the pleading again and again.

But at that time, he really couldn't be cured, so he couldn't just treat him in order to keep his name as a doctor, regardless of life or death, right?

He had proposed that several patients with the plague should be left to observe and find a cure, but in the end none of them were spared.

With the experience of the previous car, more people don't believe him anymore.

Instead of watching the last glimmer of hope disappear and die of illness in despair, it is better to find those Taoist priests and leave with peace of mind.

So, even if he now prescribes a cure for the plague, who will believe him?

Can you guarantee that it can really be cured? Qian Bao has no bottom in his heart.

After all, there is really no precedent for curing the plague, and the dream medicine technique is a bit difficult to explain.

Who will base the last shred of hope on this unheard-of prescription?

Everyone's eyes stopped on Qian Bao, Wan Nian patted him on the shoulder, as if encouraging: "Brother Qian has prepared medicine to treat the plague, but it is a great achievement!"

Qian Bao smiled bitterly and shook his head, he didn't understand the heart of a patient for ten thousand years!

"Why don't you find someone to test the medicine?" Deng Xiu proposed, and he preferred to cure the patient through medicine rather than relying on the willpower of the bald Taoist.

If it is cured, it can really live a life, and the soil can only be spared from pain.

"Who wants to?"

Qian Bao was helpless.

"I do. ”

At this time, a woman with a red Luo phoenix bun walked into the house and said resolutely.

Deng Xiu hurriedly got up and said, "Sister, didn't your father want you to go to the court?"

Deng Chanyu clenched her hands: "My father and brother are in the Sanshan Pass, how can I leave? It's not just right now, since someone needs to test the medicine, then it's up to me, with my identity, as long as it is cured, the people will definitely believe it." ”

Deng Xiu said: "But you're not sick...."

Deng Chanyu was speechless for a while.

Deng Xiu saw Deng Chanyu's military uniform, and had an idea: "Why don't we go to the barracks, the officers and soldiers in the army may be willing." ”

"It's fine. ”

A few people came to the barracks, there were a few people guarding the door, and when they saw Deng Xiu and Deng Chanyu, they arched their hands and said: "The general has an order, the barracks are isolated, and no trespassers are allowed." ”

Deng Chanyu said: "We have medicine to treat the plague, let us in." ”

"This..."

"I'll go and inform the general first. ”

After a while, one person returned: "The general said that you are not allowed to enter, and Your Majesty has also issued an order, the patient must be isolated, and the plague must not be allowed to spread." ”

Deng Chanyu hurriedly said: "What about you?

The man's face was miserable: "We have long held the will to die, we died in the camp, only we died, if we die outside, the plague spreads, how many people will die?"

Deng Xiu, who was standing on the side, was so anxious that he stomped his feet and said, "Follow me!"

"No, you can't enter the camp, the young general, Sanshan Pass still needs to be guarded!"

Deng Xiu patted his head, patronizing this side, Sanshanguan still has to be managed, he said to Deng Chanyu: "Sister, you go back to Sanshanguan first." ”

"This..."Deng Chanyu hesitated, got up and walked back, brother and sister connected, she knew what Deng Xiu wanted to do, at this time, only herself could stabilize Sanshan Pass.

After watching Deng Chanyu leave, Deng Xiu's eyes were slightly red, and she turned to look at the few people guarding the camp gate and bowed to them.

They know that they will die and still do not leave, and they deserve a salute.

"I'm sorry. ”

Deng Xiu directly attacked, and knocked down several people with three punches and two kicks.

"Let's go, we have to see our father, bring the medicine to the soldiers, heal them, and the people will believe that the medicine really works. ”

Deng Xiu touched his eyes, and dragged the stunned Qian Bao and Wan Nian to the big tent of the Chinese army.

There is no Deng Jiugong in the big tent of the Chinese army, only Tailuan.

"General Tai, where is my father?"

When Tailuan saw Deng Xiu, he was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Since you are here.... The chief soldier is already seriously ill and cannot support ....."

"In accordance with His Majesty's instructions, I have taken measures such as isolation, hot water, and mosquito repellent, and the number of soldiers infected with the plague has decreased, but the soldiers who have been infected with the plague cannot be cured...."

Qian Bao yelled: "There is medicine, I have medicine!"

Tailuan shook his head: "The imperial doctor in the palace also said that there is medicine, but they are all lying in the isolation tent now, and there is no cure for the plague, General Qian, I know that you are a good doctor, but at least keep the last glimmer of hope for the soldiers, okay?"

Deng Xiu was silent, he originally thought that it would be easy for the soldiers to drink medicine and receive treatment, but when he heard that his father was seriously ill, he hesitated.

What if it can't be cured?

He knew his father's thoughts, and his father would never want to dash this last glimmer of hope, and he had repeatedly sent military orders to recruit folk doctors to treat the plague, didn't he just want to give people hope?

If it can't be cured this time, how should my father feel when he knows that all the soldiers in the camp have only one way to die?

Even if you go down to the Nine Shades, you can't live in peace.

Qian Bao on the side sighed: "It's okay, but General Deng misses his father, so you might as well take him to see it." ”

Tai Luan nodded: "It's okay." ”

After a while, several people came to the quarantine tent and looked at it from a distance.

Deng Jiugong was at the mouth of the tent, like a general patrolling the camp, but in fact, he had lost dozens of pounds, and the general's armor that could have been supported was now not a little powerful when worn on his body, but as funny as a child driving a big car.

"Stop him!"

Tailuan suddenly shouted, but ran away when he saw Qian Bao pulling his legs.

"Life and death are major events, any drug must be verified, and the patient can only be drugged after testing. ”

Qian Bao had already entered the account and stood beside Deng Jiugong.

At this point, Wan Nian paused, looked at the money in the account and said: "If it is effective, Brother Qian, you can be worshiped by the world!"

"What is the common people in the world, Brother Wan, are you willing to resign yourself to fate and let the people of these three mountain passes die under the plague? Or do you also think that it is enough to let those bald Dao people alleviate the suffering of the people?"

Qian Bao was still in the mood to joke at this time, and then he said: "I'd rather do my best, don't listen to the mandate of heaven, Your Majesty, but I said that I used it to control the sky, and Brother Wan was singing in the court, so I must have felt it more deeply than me!

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