Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 659 Countermeasures

Yuan Qing nodded repeatedly, his voice filled with unconcealable excitement. "That day at the dock, there was a patient with measles who wanted to go to Xuzhou Prefecture to see you."

Li Yitie stroked his beard and said, "So that's how it is."

Yuan Qing looked very respectful and asked, "Are you really willing to take me in as your medicine boy?"

"Of course." Li Yitie nodded. His clinic was large and needed a lot of manpower, so adding a medicine boy was no big deal.

Yuan Qing was pleasantly surprised, but then became anxious again: "But I have never been to school. What should I do?"

Li Yitie had just said it casually, but after hearing it, he said regretfully, "Then there's nothing I can do. To be a medicine boy, you must first be able to read and write, so that you can identify and dispense medicines."

Yuan Qing pretended to be annoyed, then asked curiously, "Who in the Zhu family is sick? What's the disease? Even Doctor Li can't cure it?"

Doctor Li

Li Yitie's beard curled up as he savored the title, feeling very happy.

But when he thought about Master Zhu's illness, his excitement mostly disappeared.

"Hemoptysis." He frowned. "This is really strange. My prescription is clearly correct. How could it be ineffective?"

"Hemoptysis?" Yuan Qing's eyes widened. "Is this a terminal illness? There's only so much blood in the human body. If he can't be cured, will he cough up all the blood and die?"

Li Yitie was lost in thought, a little surprised. "Hey, you're quite talented, boy. This is natural. Blood disease is an emergency, a rare condition where treating the symptoms before the root cause is crucial."

But Master Zhu’s illness isn’t that serious. He only coughs up blood. If he doesn’t cough, he’s fine…”

It turned out that for some reason, Zhu Zhenghong had been coughing violently whenever he caught a cold in the past six months. The sputum he coughed up was stained with blood, and later he even coughed up black blood clots. No matter how much medicine he took, it didn't help.

What's even worse is that he catches colds more frequently than before. Seeing that he is getting colder and colder, Mr. Zhu is worried that he will die from coughing up blood due to frequent colds, so he seeks medical treatment everywhere, but to no avail.

After finding out the news, Yuan Qing made an excuse to go home and slipped away.

When he returned to his residence, he asked, "How is it? Are you sure you can cure it?"

Song Ying frowned. "I'll know after taking your pulse, but it doesn't matter if it can't be cured, right?"

Yuan Qing smiled slightly. Yes, as long as Zhu Zhenghong can be scared, it will be fine!

Listening to their words, Yu Lingwan's heart was pounding. "How can he be fooled? Isn't he said to be very powerful in both the black and white worlds? How can such a person be easily fooled?"

Song Ying smiled and said, "Every profession has its own expertise. When it comes to medical skills, I think I can fool someone with confidence. Now we should discuss what kind of identity we should fabricate for Zhu Zhenghong.

Since he has connections with the Cao soldiers, we must not let him know that they are looking for us."

In fact, she suspected that Zhu Zhenghong was involved in Scar's affairs, otherwise Scar would not allow his family's boat to enter and exit the lock freely at such a critical time.

Zhu Zhenghong was very powerful in both the underworld and the underworld, and perhaps this power came from his ability to connect the two. If this speculation was correct, then Scar and his gang might have been selling firearms to the pirates and bandits through Zhu Zhenghong.

In this case, even if it really concerns his own life, Zhu Zhenghong would not be willing to let them go.

Song Ying glanced at Yu Lingwan and decided not to tell them this guess to avoid scaring them.

Yuan Qing tapped his fingers lightly on the tabletop, thinking as he said, "Zhu Zhenghong's power in both the underworld and the law is almost public knowledge. Why don't we just pretend we're smuggling something and need to head south to find a buyer? We'll ask him to help us through the gate."

Song Ying nodded. "That's a good idea. He's used to smuggling, so it might be a very common thing for him. In comparison, his own life is naturally more important."

Yu Lingwan, Chu Dajiang and others found her last sentence a bit strange. And in Zhu Zhenghong's view, there was something more important than his own life?

Before he could ask, Yuan Qing continued, "If you want to get rid of it quickly, time must be urgent. What kind of forbidden item has a time limit?

Iron weapons, saltpeter and sulfur, copper coins, silver, gold, salt, tea, silk, maps, almanacs, military manuals, horses and food..."

I thought about all the things that the court prohibited private sale, and then I was stunned. None of these things were urgent.

"Urgency, urgency..." Song Ying muttered to himself, his head aching from thinking about it. He still couldn't think of anything that was both banned by the court and had such a specific time urgency.

Chu Dajiang said, "Anything that the court doesn't prohibit is also acceptable, right? Let's say we have a batch of fruit that we need to quickly ship south to sell, otherwise it will rot and cause huge losses."

Song Ying immediately rejected it: "No, this excuse is open to manipulation. Zhu Zhenghong might very well say, with all his wealth, that he will bear the losses. As long as his illness is cured, that's all that matters."

Yuan Qing added, "If it's not something the imperial court prohibits, there's no need for us to hide. If we just leave to save Zhu Zhenghong's face, we have to openly inform the grain transport troops and then leave. This is likely to cause complications and may also alert the grain transport troops."

"What should we do?" Chu Dajiang originally thought he had a good idea, but after the two of them analyzed it, they found that it was full of loopholes.

He had to admit that there was still a gap between his brain and that of scholars.

Yuan Qing pursed her lips and began to think hard.

At this time, the child in the room woke up and cried twice. Then, Aunt Zhang coaxed him softly, and his voice gradually became softer.

Yu Lingwan stood up and said, "You two should discuss it first. I'll go check on the child."

Yuan Qing paused, then suddenly laughed, "I've got an idea. If there's no urgency, let's create some."

"How do you create it?" Chu Dajiang asked anxiously.

Yuan Qing smiled and said, "Let's do this..."

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The morning light was just beginning to filter through, and dew still condensed on the blue-gray tile eaves. In the Zhu family courtyard, a crabapple tree reflected the morning glow, and its petals pattered down on the stone steps, looking like a layer of rouge snow.

"Cough cough cough..."

Suddenly, a heart-wrenching cough was heard in the main courtyard, startling the birds perched under the eaves. It was followed by the banging of a copper basin overturned and the maid's suppressed cry of surprise.

The mistress of the Zhu family anxiously ordered: "Go quickly! Go and get a doctor!"

The housekeeper reminded her, "Madam, we have consulted all the doctors in the city, but none of them worked. Even Doctor Li from Xuzhou yesterday was ineffective."

"Go and invite them!" Madam Zhu suppressed her anger. She knew that the medicines prescribed by these doctors were ineffective, but at least the doctors knew herbal medicine and were better than them.

What if a doctor discovers the real cause of the disease from some point that has not been noticed before?

The housekeeper had no choice but to call someone over and said, "Go and get all the doctors in the city, including Li Yitie. The gate is closed now, so he must still be in the city. Look for him and send him here too."