This son-in-law is wicked in a good way!

Physician Hu suddenly shouted angrily, "Nonsense!"

"In my decades of medical practice, I have never heard of pollen allergy."

Zhang Ping'an rolled his eyes at him. "You old fool, there are plenty of things you haven't heard of."

Upon hearing what Physician Hu said, Lu Chongyang's hard-won hope immediately sank again.

"Young man, this is Physician Hu, the head of the Imperial Medical Academy. If you dare to spout nonsense in front of him, you will immediately be exposed."

To convince his future father-in-law, Zhang Ping'an made up an excuse: "Everything I said is true."

"I happened to see it in a medical book. The symptoms of your illness are exactly the same as those of pollen allergy described in that medical book."

"Really?" Lu Chongyang's eyes lit up, his hope rekindled.

Madam Lu also warned sternly, "Don't you dare lie to me, or I'll make you suffer a terrible death."

Physician Hu categorically denied it: "Impossible!"

"If such a medical book existed, it would have been sealed away by the Imperial Medical Academy long ago. How could a son-in-law possibly have access to it!"

"I think he's just trying to gain attention. Your Excellency and Madam, please don't be fooled!"

You old rascal, are you afraid that if I cure the young lady's illness, it will make you look like you're not a good doctor, so you keep cricketing at me, don't you?

Then don't blame me.

Zhang Ping'an bowed respectfully to Physician Hu, saying, "So you are the head of the Imperial Medical Academy! My apologies for not recognizing you sooner!"

Physician Hu, head held high and chest puffed out, declared, "Hmph, it is indeed this old man!"

Zhang Ping'an's lips curled up in a compliment: "Since you are an imperial physician, your medical skills must be extraordinary."

Physician Hu suddenly found the child's voice quite pleasant to hear, and said proudly, "I dare not claim to be extraordinary, but most illnesses are still a piece of cake for me."

Zhang Ping'an suddenly looked puzzled: "Oh, then why hasn't Miss Lu's illness improved after all this time? In fact, it's getting worse!"

Physician Hu was stunned on the spot, his face turning pale and then red, and he stammered, unable to speak.

Lu Chongyang and his wife immediately stared intently at Physician Hu, sharing the same question in their minds.

Zhang Ping'an then said, "Since Physician Hu can't say for sure, how do you know I can't cure Miss Lu's illness?"

Physician Hu stubbornly replied, "How do you intend to treat me? I have practiced medicine for decades and have thoroughly studied medical books from various dynasties. I have never heard of anything related to pollen allergy."

Next, as soon as Zhang Ping'an responded, Physician Hu was ready to quote classical texts and thoroughly slap Zhang Ping'an in the face.

But Zhang Ping'an suddenly shrugged.

"Since Physician Hu doesn't believe me, then I beg Physician Hu to use his extraordinary medical skills to save Miss Lu."

The implication is: If you're so good, then you do it, stop talking nonsense!

Physician Hu was choked again, his hand trembling as he angrily pointed at Zhang Ping'an: "What if you can't cure him?"

Zhang Ping'an shrugged: "If it can't be cured, it can't be cured. Does Doctor Hu have a better way?"

puff!

Physician Hu was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"You...you little brat, all talk and no action, you only know how to use your tongue! I'll wait and see how you cure Miss Lu!"

Zhang Ping'an smiled slightly and said confidently, "It's actually very simple."

"The first step is to immediately order people to move all these flowers out and destroy them."

"The second step is that no flowers or plants are allowed within a one-mile radius of the young lady's room."

"The third step is to ventilate the room by opening windows for at least one hour each day."

Mrs. Lu asked doubtfully, "Is it really that simple?"

Zhang Ping'an said, "For pollen allergies, just stay away from the allergen."

"Miss's allergies are caused by prolonged contact with these flowers and the poor ventilation in the room."

While Madam Lu was still hesitating, Lu Chongyang suddenly shouted, "Guards!"

"Move all the flowers from the young lady's room and bury them!"

"Furthermore, remove all flowers from the entire Prime Minister's residence!"

Madam Lu looked at her husband in surprise: "Sir, you trust him that much?"

Lu Chongyang comforted him, "I don't believe him."

"As he said, could things get any worse than they are now?"

He added in his mind: "Let's try anything, even if it's a dead end!"

Zhang Ping'an walked over, personally removed the baffle nailed to the window, and pushed the window open, allowing a fresh breeze to rush in.

Physician Hu suddenly flew into a rage: "Stop!"

"Young man, Miss Lu is already frail. If this causes her to catch a cold, you will be held responsible to the death!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Chongyang and his wife gasped in shock.

Madam Lu had already rushed to Zhang Ping'an's side, pushed him aside, and was about to close the window again.

Just then, Lu Qingyin on the bed suddenly woke up.

A soft voice rang out: "Mother, I suddenly feel that my chest doesn't feel so tight anymore."

call!

Zhang Ping'an finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The voice was not only pleasant to hear, but at that moment it sounded like heavenly music to his ears!

"Daughter..." Madam Lu didn't even bother to close the window. She rushed to the bedside, grasped Lu Qingyin's hand, and looked excited.

Lu Chongyang followed, but due to the strict separation between men and women, he could only stand aside and look at his daughter with a worried expression.

Physician Hu was struck dumb, his face turning deathly pale: "How is this possible?"

"It was a guess, it must have been a guess!"

But as all the flowers in the room were removed, the air was refreshed, all the allergens disappeared, and Lu Qingyin's symptoms lessened at a visible speed.

Even her pale face gradually flushed.

"Mother, I really feel much better. Did Doctor Hu give me some kind of miraculous medicine?"

Upon hearing this, Doctor Hu's face turned bright red, and he could dig a house out of his toes.

Lu Chongyang coughed lightly: "Imperial Physician Hu, I would like to trouble you to come again in three days to examine Miss's health."

"Yes, sir! I take my leave!" Physician Hu wiped away his cold sweat and slipped away. If he stayed any longer, he would have to pretend to faint.

Lu Chongyang then took a good look at Zhang Ping'an, his expression much more relaxed than before.

"You did a good job this time. Go and rest in the west wing!"

Zhang Ping'an was somewhat disappointed. That's it? He thought you'd at least give him several thousand taels of silver as a reward!

However, he dared not say it outright: "Yes."

He bowed and turned to leave.

The same maid who had led him in earlier was the one who showed him the way.

"I'm sorry to trouble you again, sister," Zhang Ping'an said politely.

The maid covered her mouth and chuckled, "Young master, please stop calling me 'sister' all the time. I can't accept it. Who knows, you might become our son-in-law someday, so just call me Xianglan!"

"Okay, Sister Xianglan!"

Zhang Ping'an knew the importance of being polite.

If Jiang Wei's first words to Zhao Yun hadn't been, "Old General, do you know Jiang Boyue of Tianshui?"

Instead, it was "Old scoundrel, do you recognize your Grandpa Jiang from Tianshui?", and there was no later Nine Campaigns against the Central Plains.

Enraged, Yun struck with his spear in a single blow, knocking Yun off his horse.

The west wing was right opposite Lu Qingyin's boudoir. The room was very clean, and the bedding was all new.

Xianglan laid out the bed for Zhang Ping'an and said with a smile, "Young master, please rest first!"

"Thank you so much, Sister Xianglan!"

Watching Xianglan leave with a sly smile, Zhang Ping'an's expression gradually turned serious.

Will my two huskies destroy the house?

There's still a four-figure sum in the account that I haven't had time to give to my parents...

Forget it, there's no point in thinking about it now.

Although he saved Miss Lu, he is still unclear about the Prime Minister's attitude towards him.

After all, this was a feudal society with no human rights whatsoever.

If you have no money or power, it's as easy for others to crush you as crushing an ant.

Since Heaven has given me a second chance at life, even if I can't become a high-ranking official, I must at least become the richest man in the Great Wu.

We must not let down God's good intentions!

Let's make money first!

Even now, he is still penniless and starving. He needs to get some money to eat a full meal first.

With a clear goal in mind, Zhang Ping'an was like a cruise ship that had lost its course at sea, suddenly receiving Beidou signals again.

That's it!

He changed into an ordinary long gown and left the Prime Minister's residence.