It's time for a showdown, all the powerful officials in Beijing are my students!

Chapter 330 329 The head of your hill will always be the head of your hill.
From the last time Xu Yong distributed the mask he was wearing, he learned from this man's explanation that he was an imperial doctor. Of course he was willing to treat him when he heard that he wanted to see a doctor.

He immediately ran over and stretched out his dark hands on the table.

When he noticed that Doctor Tang was staring at his hands, the old man blushed in embarrassment and put his hands on his clothes, wiped them and put them back.

Doctor Tang didn't dislike his dirty hands, but when he saw these rough hands, he lamented the difficulty of people's lives.

An Xin stood not far from them. She and Doctor Tang were both wearing double masks because they were afraid of death.

Before dawn before departure, An Xin ordered her people to boil several large pots of water with the herb Isatis root she brought for the people she brought to drink. Even the thousand soldiers were not left behind.

Regardless of whether it is useful or not, at least there is comfort in my heart.

Just as Dr. Tang was about to check Xu Yong's pulse, the Nanyang official sent by the prefect of Fang came over to stop him and said as if he was doing their best: "Master Supervisor, and this Mr. Royal Physician.

You'd better stay away from these people. If you accidentally catch the disease, you will die. "

The other person next to him also said earnestly: "We'd better go back as soon as possible. The prefect is still waiting to supervise you to discuss something when you return."

An Xin: "Come here, please put these two people who are afraid of death aside. Don't hinder Doctor Tang's pulse diagnosis."

Even if he is afraid of death, An Xin will still take responsibility for what needs to be done.

She came to provide disaster relief this time just by the way. Emperor Sheng'an also confessed some things in private. Thinking of this, An Xin wanted to go back and beat the shameless old emperor to death.

None of the donkeys in the production team acted like this.

The epidemic in Nanyang was revealed not long ago because someone reported it through a close official of Emperor Sheng'an.

Emperor Sheng'an originally thought about sending people from the Nanyang Prefecture to be escorted back to Beijing for trial, but he thought how could a prefect have such great ability to suppress the epidemic in Nanyang Prefecture and conceal it.

That's why An Xin was treated like a donkey. She had just returned from Nanyu, and she hadn't fallen asleep in her own bed yet.

He was apparently sent by the old emperor to provide relief to the victims, but in fact he was sent to investigate the people behind the Nanyang officialdom.

The two noisy people were pulled aside by Liu Boxing's waved soldiers, covering their mouths. Only then did Dr. Tang calm down and diagnose Xu Yong's pulse.

The officers and soldiers from Nanyang wanted to come over to help, but they saw An Xin playing with a bright dragon-patterned token. Even ordinary people knew that yellow was a royal thing, let alone a token with a dragon pattern.

Knowing that even if they went over, it would be useless, they all pretended not to hear the two Nanyang officials whining for help.

An Xin noticed that after Doctor Tang took Xu Yong's pulse, a look of confusion appeared on his face, and he asked, "What's wrong?"

Doctor Tang glanced out of the corner of his eye before opening his mouth to see two Nanyang officials trapped by soldiers over there, and shook his head.

An Xin nodded thoughtfully and didn't ask any more questions.

Doctor Tang did not write a prescription. Instead, he prepared a few herbs from the medicine box he brought and handed them to Xu Yong.

"You take these medicines first. I will take time to come over and see you every day. If you tell the truth about your condition, I can improve the medicine for you according to the situation."

"Okay, okay, the little one will definitely tell the truth about his condition. Doctor, please rest assured."

Xu Yong is a grateful person who can let the imperial doctor treat him. He is very grateful to An Xin who sent them disaster relief food, and to the imperial doctor Tang who treated him.

After Xu Yong left with a few pairs of herbs, An Xin and the others went to the next village to distribute relief food. Doctor Tang also bought and treated several people in this village.

One day, Anxin and the others distributed relief supplies to the five nearby villages. It wasn't until the sun set that the sky turned red at dusk that she took her people back to the city.

Li Ziyu, who took people to the other side to provide relief, had just returned.Back in the courtyard where they lived, everyone was sitting in the hall. Several imperial doctors looked at each other, and Imperial Doctor Tang wanted to speak.

An Xin glanced at the servant who came in with tea and shook his head slightly.

Dr. Tang was stunned for a moment. He thought of something and immediately closed his mouth. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea.

After the servant who served the tea left, An Xin raised his chin towards Liu Boxing and Zheng Xiaoling.

After getting the hint, the two walked out and leaned on the front porch as if chatting, making the servants who wanted to get closer and eavesdrop anxiously.

At this time, there were only An Xin, Li Ziyu, Imperial Physician Tang, and Imperial Physicians Dong and Miao sent by Taiyuan Hospital.

Doctor Tang saw that here were all the people they had come with from the capital this time. Although Li Ziyu did not come with them, Doctor Tang knew that he was An Xin's student.

Therefore, he told the situation without reservation about his communication with the other two imperial doctors after returning.

"After several of us treated some people who had the epidemic today, we found that the plague in Nanyang was not serious.

Although we won't be able to come up with a cure for it for a while.

But as long as these people take appropriate medication, there should be no problem with suppression and relief. According to common sense, so many people will not die from the disease. "

An Xin listened quietly. After listening, she narrowed her eyes slightly, then raised the corners of her mouth and smiled coldly.

"Although the epidemic is not serious, it does not prevent the seriousness of the black heart."

Li Ziyu's eyes darkened as he wanted to understand the key.

At this time, An Xin heard a report from a servant who was stopped by Liu Boxing outside the door: "The prefect sent people to invite the supervisor and governor, as well as several imperial doctors and Liu Du's commander...

A banquet has been set over there to invite you all. "

An Xin curled up the corners of his lips and stood up, "Let's go and see what Hongmen Banquet the prefect can arrange for us."

However, she had already guessed a little bit about what Magistrate Fang wanted.

Seeing An Xin's calm expression, Doctor Tang also stood up with a smile and said, "I also want to see what kind of delicacies the prefect can use to stop our mouths today."

The other two imperial doctors were stunned, remembering that they were treating patients suffering from the epidemic today, and the Nanyang officials who followed them tried to stop them several times.

It turns out that this epidemic is not because people have not found a way to treat it, but because some people, for some reasons, do not want the epidemic in Nanyang to end as soon as possible.

Li Ziyu glanced at An Xin, with no expression on his stern face, and said in an unhurried tone: "Mr. Xiao Shan, does he know what the current price of food in Nanyang is.

There are one of the few drugstores still open in the city, and the prices of the herbal medicines there are sold for. "

An Xin took out a price list from his waist filled with various items that were still on sale in Nanyang City and slapped it on Li Ziyu's chest.

He proudly raised his head and stepped out of the threshold, leaving only one sentence: "The head of your little mountain will always be the head of your little mountain."

Li Ziyu raised the corners of her lips slightly and shook her head. How could she forget that they were all students whom she had carefully taught.

I'm afraid she had already sent people to collect this kind of thing when she entered Nanyang City.

(End of this chapter)