Pastoral pretty medical concubine

Chapter 2282 The Living Bodhisattva

Zhao thought, it's better to ask Tian Heng what he meant, after all, it was his own body, and she couldn't make the decision by herself.

I thought Tianheng would hesitate, but he just nodded, "Okay, I see."

Zhao Shi said, "Then these days you have to take good care of your body. Your sister Jiao said that if you get sick, you can't use medicine."

Tianheng nodded obediently, "Well, this is a good thing, I must support Sister Jiao, don't be afraid."

Mrs. Zhao patted his head, "Don't worry, if you're not sure, your sister Jiao won't let anyone try."

After seven or eight days of treatment, the condition of the three smallpox patients was brought under control, which was simply a miracle in the eyes of the common people.

Even the biological parents of the three patients couldn't believe that their children could get better. Originally, they thought this was the fate of the children, and those who couldn't survive, who knew they were cured.

After Mo Zichu told the child's parents, the child's parents immediately knelt down, "Living Bodhisattva, you are really a living Bodhisattva, you can snatch my son back from King Yama, you are not a living Bodhisattva!" What else can a Bodhisattva be? I will kowtow to you."

The father kowtowed directly on the ground, and the mother was unambiguous, how could Mo Zichu bear this, this couple was older than him.

Mo Zichu hurriedly helped them up, "You don't have to thank me, it's because your children deserved to die, and it happened that Furongtang developed a cure for smallpox."

The mother wiped her tears, "Furong Hall is full of living Bodhisattvas. When my son recovers, I must take him to Furong Hall to kneel and kowtow in person. Thank the Living Bodhisattva for saving his life."

Mo Zichu said, "That's not necessary. Saving lives is what we doctors should do. If you really want to thank Furongtang, you can help spread the word. The method developed by Furongtang can prevent children from getting infected. Smallpox, the more you two spread the word, the more you will repay Furong Hall."

The two hurriedly said, "Hey, we must publicize it. This is a great thing. Smallpox is a terrible disease. If it can be prevented, it will be really great."

Mo Zichu nodded, "Your child is under control now, but the medicine still needs to be taken, the smallpox has caused too much damage to his body, even if it is cured, it will leave scars on his body, and his legs and feet will be a little uncomfortable. There is nothing you can do about it, and I hope you understand.”

The child's mother wiped away her tears again, "Hey, of course I understand. My child was originally dead, but now living well is more important than anything else. Why do you dare to ask for so much? The most important thing is to save life."

"It's best for you to think like this. Now he doesn't have smallpox on his body, but his body still needs to be recuperated. You should take him home to recuperate. Just be careful not to touch the things in the house lightly." , Mo Zichu instructed.

Both of them knew how terrible the disease was, so they didn't dare to be careless, "Hey, we wrote it down."

After Mo Zichu left, the couple washed their child inside and out, smeared it with white wine, repeated several times, changed him into new clothes, and then took him home to raise him.

The mother hugged the child and cried into tears, "My child, Lord Yan finally sent you back. You can't scare mother like this anymore."

(End of this chapter)