Uncle from a poor family

Chapter 698 Cuckoo Bird

When Zhang Luan saw his son coming, he seemed to feel much more at ease and then fell into a deep sleep.

But even when he fell asleep, his eyebrows were still twitching. It was obvious that he could feel the torture of the illness even in his dreams, and it was a luxury to have a good sleep.

When Zhang Yanling came out, Qi Niang came forward with two maids.

Qi Niang asked with a worried look on her face: "Second Master, do you need to prepare anything? Here are some excellent medicinal materials. If that doesn't work, there is a medicine shop nearby where you can get medicine anytime."

"no need."

Zhang Yanling shook his head and said, "Ordinary medicine is no longer effective for my father."

"Ah? That means... medicine is ineffective?"

When Qi Niang said this, her eyes widened, her face turned pale, and she looked very nervous.

It feels like, I have finally found a place to settle down and someone to rely on, and now you want me to go back to the wind and rain and be adrift again?

When Zhang Yanling saw Qi Niang's reaction, he didn't know whether she was truly sentimental, or was just worried about her own future, or was just pretending.

He had investigated this woman's past to some extent, and actually she didn't have a bad background. This was the greatest sorrow for women in that era, that is, they had to rely on men. But she was unlucky. The man she initially relied on was convicted, and after falling into prostitution, she was picked up by Li Zisheng and sent to Zhang Luan.

He is not evil, but he is not a good person either.

It can be summed up in one sentence: social people!

Zhang Yanling said: "It's not a terminal illness. It needs the medicine handed down from our family to be effective."

Qi Niang seemed to understand something and nodded, "No wonder the master had to wait until the second young master came. It turned out that he knew that there was a miraculous medicine at home? Then why not use it now?"

Qi Niang still has some doubts about the identity of Zhang Luan, the miracle doctor.

The rumors outside sounded miraculous, but from her observation, she couldn't tell that Zhang Luan knew any medical skills.

It is also possible that the master is hiding his true abilities.

Now that he is sick, he insists on asking his son to come and treat him, and even shows disdain for all the doctors in the capital. Even a powerful person like Pang Qing praises his outstanding medical skills... Gradually, Qi Niang feels that maybe she is not good enough at judging people, and she didn't know Zhang Luan is so powerful.

Zhang Yanling said, "I'll go back and refine the medicine and come back later."

"refining?"

Qi Niang asked, "Is it a pill?"

"more or less."

Zhang Yanling did not deny it, and even exaggerated it, saying, "You should have heard something about it, right? My father is not only proficient in medicine, but also in astronomy and calendar. He also dabbled in the work of the Imperial Observatory. He is quite good at alchemy..."

"is it?"

Qi Niang asked casually, still looking worried, and it was obvious that she didn't want to get an answer.

Although her two previous owners were related to Taoism, she was obviously an atheist and did not believe that there were any elixirs that could cure diseases and save lives.

Zhang Yanling smiled and said, "It won't be long before the truth is verified. What are you worried about? Even if something really happened to my father, I promise that you will be properly settled... I will go back now, you take good care of my father!"

"Thank you, Second Young Master!"

Qi Niang bowed and said goodbye.

This was not the first time she had come into contact with the second young master. She was somewhat aware of Zhang Yanling's importance in the Zhang family and knew that he was well aware of her identity and background.

I also understand her needs very well.

Although it is the same for everyone, if I can gain freedom and settle down the rest of my life, it is not unacceptable even if my master dies.

……

……

Zhang Yanling left the villa and went straight back to his laboratory.

It also needs antibiotics.

To put it bluntly, Zhang Luan's illness was similar to a cold that was not treated in time and developed into pneumonia. Coupled with the fact that he already had severe rheumatism, his body suddenly collapsed.

The wind outside gradually grew stronger, and it began to rain heavily without anyone noticing.

Not long after Zhang Yanling returned to the laboratory, Qin Yun ran over. Wearing a straw raincoat, he saw Zhang Yanling busy in the room. He did not dare to go up and disturb him, so he stood at the door waiting.

"Captain Qin, is there anything wrong?"

Zhang Yanling asked, holding a glass bottle in his hand.

Qin Yun then walked in and said, "This is the first heavy rain since the beginning of spring. People in the capital are talking about it, saying it is a good omen. Some people also say it is a blessing from your majesty, a rain from heaven."

Zhang Yanling said, "Yes, after your majesty ascended the throne, the political situation was clear and bright, so how could there not be good weather and good harvests? Is that why you came here?"

"I have a matter concerning the Imperial Guards, and I would like to ask your father, Mr. Zhang, for advice, but I am unable to see him in person."

Qin Yun was also helpless.

Zhang Luan was not only the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue and the President of the Hanlin Academy, but also the emperor's most trusted relative. The emperor secretly entrusted many matters of the Jinyiwei to Zhang Luan. At present, Tan Ji, the commander of the Eastern Depot, did not take charge of the affairs. Whenever encountering difficulties, the current Jinyiwei commander Zhu Ji hoped to seek advice from Zhang Luan.

It seems that Zhang Luan is the real boss of the factory and guard system.

We have to contact Zhang Luan first, and then Zhang Luan will contact the emperor. Zhang Yanling said: "There is no other way, my father is recovering from illness."

"Please pass it on for me."

Qin Yun apologized, "I dare not disturb you at your house."

Zhang Yanling smiled and said, "My father is not at home right now. He has found a place outside to recuperate... I'm not lying to you. He is really ill this time. There is nothing to hide."

Qin Yun hurriedly said, "Second Master, you don't have to explain to me."

"Captain Qin, why are you being so polite in front of me?"

Zhang Yanling said, "Look, I'm preparing medicine for my father. I'm also worried that he's getting old, and if something happens to him, well..."

It's hard to say much.

Qin Yun seemed very concerned, but there was nothing he could do, so he could only wish: "I hope Mr. Zhang can recover soon."

"Okay, I will tell my father what Captain Tan said."

Zhang Yanling nodded.

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……

Zhang Yanling is already very skilled at dispensing medicine.

Although the purity of his medicines was not very high and their shelf life was limited, fortunately, when he was treating Zhu Jianshen, he had developed a relatively complete laboratory extraction system.

Many drugs were prepared early on, and after more than a year of improvements, his laboratory was basically able to supply a considerable amount of biological antibiotics.

He now feels more and more how important it is to learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well.

He was also thinking that he really needed to have some knowledge, otherwise he would be embarrassed to come to the ancient times to survive.

Now, even the needles for injection no longer need to use the hollow goose feather tubes, but the more sophisticated hollow steel needles, which are more convenient and quicker to pierce the skin. The only pity is that although he is a professional, he has not systematically learned nursing knowledge. Generally speaking, it is easy to prepare medicine, but it is more difficult to give Zhang Luan injections and drips.

"what happened?"

Zhang Luan woke up slowly and saw his son busy there, and couldn't help asking.

Zhang Yanling said, "I have already given you medicine, don't move... Do you see this bottle? It contains specially prepared saline solution... That bottle contains glucose water, inject it into your body, and in half an hour, you will regain your strength."

Zhang Luan looked up at the bottles and jars hanging on the shelves, his eyes a little dazed.

Under normal circumstances, he would have protested loudly.

But now he no longer had the energy to fight.

"Isn't it an injection? Just like when the previous emperor was treated?"

Zhang Luan asked.

Zhang Yanling explained: "Your disease is very serious. The lung inflammation must be controlled. Intramuscular injection is no longer effective. The medicine must be injected directly into your vein to be effective. You also need to supplement some nutrients to increase your body's immunity."

Zhang Luan said: "Hey, there are quite a lot of tricks. But I feel like my body is getting better, not so cold anymore... ah, no, I'm starting to sweat."

"That's right."

Zhang Yanling said, "Don't worry. The water I injected you with is all distilled water. Even the salt and sugar I used are very pure. They are the crystallization of my wisdom accumulated over many months. You are the first person to use them."

“Ouch… hehehe…”

Zhang Luan groaned a few times, and seemed to be sobbing. After a while, he said, "I am such a useless father."

Zhang Yanling smiled bitterly and said, "Dad, you still have the heart to complain?"

Zhang Luan looked a little embarrassed, pretending to be surprised and asked, "You haven't left yet?"

Zhang Yanling was too lazy to pay attention to him.

"Yes, you care about your father. Seeing that he is so seriously ill, how could you abandon him so easily?"

Zhang Luan seemed to be moved by himself. "My son, what's the situation outside? Your brother-in-law didn't send anyone to look for me these two days, right?"

Zhang Yanling scolded him, "Dad, save your energy. Why are you talking so much? Even if he asks you, can you help him solve the problem?"

"No."

Zhang Luan said, "But as a father, I can't help but worry."

Zhang Yanling rolled his eyes at him and said, "Your health is the foundation for doing things. As a filial son, I can't stop you from doing evil things, but can you make sure you can stay healthy first? You even said you wanted to protect me until I grow up. Since you entered the court, you have been getting carried away and have been drinking and indulging in sensual pleasures. Have you ever thought about tomorrow?"

Zhang Luan said, "Okay, I'll listen to you. I've already told them that if I recover, I'll send them back home."

"Humph!"

Zhang Yanling snorted coldly and said, "Don't be so extreme, otherwise you will blame me again. I am not here to ruin your good deeds.

"I'm just reminding you that your body can't take any more. Even now, you still can't be overly optimistic. I'll wait a few more days to see how your condition develops before I can make a definitive conclusion. You'd better take a good rest!"

(End of this chapter)