Daqin: The first emperor came to recognize his relatives, and I greeted him with a knife

The imperial physician hesitated for a long time, gritted his teeth and suggested, "It's better to kill all these patients."
If these people are not dealt with, the plague will continue to spread.

Imperial physicians also want to give other people a chance to survive.

If this kindness continues, more people will be killed.

When the time comes and you really can't control it, then it's really over.

Xia Wuqiu waved his hand and said, "I don't need it for now, I want to try again."
He is giving everyone another chance.

He believed in his grandson's medical skills.

If it doesn't work this time, then he will also agree to kill everyone.

After finishing speaking, Xia Wuqiu took out the bamboo slips, gathered all the doctors, and circulated them around.

Someone stood up and questioned: "Master Xia, why have I never heard of this method?"
Everyone else also nodded.

"Why don't we try a conservative method first, this recipe is too risky..."

Now there are not many opportunities for trial and error for them, and everyone does not want to waste time here.

And like this kind of medicine that has never been used, it is very likely that various problems will occur during the treatment.

Xia Wuqiu didn't explain much, but said: "Try this method first."
He knew that it was useless to say more now, he might as well let them see with their own eyes.

After that, he asked people to prepare herbs and prepare medicinal soup.

He asked someone to get a pot of water, and boiled it according to the method on the bamboo slips Zhao Yang gave.

After the medicinal soup was ready, Xia Wuju tried to give it to several seriously ill patients.

After those people swallowed it, he watched nervously, his head was already sweating.

Seeing that the patient didn't respond, the others shook their heads helplessly.

It seems that the quality of this medicine is really not good, and it is useless to take it.

Several people declined, wanting to go out to see other patients.

Xia Wuqiu hurriedly said: "Wait for another five hours at most, if it really doesn't work, then follow your method for treatment."
When everyone heard him say this, they didn't say any more.

A group of people waited anxiously.

It turned out that only half an hour had passed.

The patient's complexion improved markedly.

The few people who were coughing violently just now have stopped coughing.

One of them said in surprise: "I suddenly feel a lot lighter, and it seems that I no longer have a fever."
Several imperial physicians glanced at each other, and hurried forward to diagnose the man.

It turned out that their pulse conditions gradually stabilized, much better than before.

Then it was discovered that they had all had their fevers gone.

This group of people has not eaten for several days.

This will give strength to get out of bed and walk around, and some people even want to eat.

Xia Wuhe breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that this soup could indeed cure their illnesses.

At the same time, I appreciate my grandson even more in my heart.

The doctors were all shocked.

"This! It's simply a magic medicine!"

"It seems that these people have been saved."

Everyone naturally felt that this prescription was made by Xia Wuqie, so they respected him even more.

"Master Xia is simply too powerful. You are worthy of being called a miracle doctor by the people. I am ashamed of myself."

The imperial doctor who questioned Xia Wuqiu also stood up and said softly: "What I said just now was so offensive, it's because of my shallow knowledge."
Xia Wuqiu quickly helped him up, and said to him: "I also know that everyone is doing it for the patient's benefit. Now that we have a common goal, let's do this well."
The patients who had just taken the medicine also kowtowed to Xia Wuqiu to thank him.

"Miraculous doctor, thank you for saving my life."

"I will never forget the great kindness and virtue of the adults. If there is something that can be used by the villain, just say it."

Now in their hearts, they are willing to go through fire and water even for Xia Wuqi.

Xia Wuqi really hoped that it was his grandson who was standing here with him at this moment.

This honor should have belonged to him.

After Xia Wuqiu gave the group of patients a few words of advice, he gave instructions according to the content on the bamboo slips.

"Go and clean up all the rubbish, and burn all the corpses of those dead patients, as well as those livestock corpses."

The decoction that Xia Wuqiu made just now has such a great effect, everyone naturally listens to him now and will no longer question it.

After dealing with everything, it took a whole day.

Xia Wuqiu also asked them to promote this herbal soup and promote it in an all-round way, so that all the sick or not sick should drink it.

Because everyone has also heard today that those who were seriously ill got better after drinking this herbal soup, so they all rushed to drink it.

For a while, this herbal soup was regarded as a miracle medicine.

Everything is developing in a good direction.

……

And at this time in Sanfu Village.

All the villagers are busy building the school

For so many days, they basically did not rest.

After distributing the herbs, we started to build the school.

After the last piece of thatch is put on, the work is considered complete.

In fact, it is called a school, but it is built with the simplest adobe and the like.

Compared with schools in other places, the conditions are very simple.

But everyone is also very happy, after all, this can be regarded as a place to go to school.

He Qing wiped the sweat from his brow, and said to his mother, "Mother, when I go to school, I can become as good as brother Zhao Yang."
The fat aunt patted his head with a smile and said, "Okay, okay, it's thanks to you, brother Zhao Yang, that you went to school this time, and you can't forget your roots when you have money in the future."
He Qing nodded solemnly.

The other children also nodded half-understanding, looked at the school and smiled.

The village chief looked at the school with a look of relief.

With Zhao Yang as a capable general in the village, he basically doesn't have to do anything, just watch.

Zhao Yang did not spend much money to build this school this time.

But the villagers also silently wrote down the above, and when they have money in the future, they will also help Zhao Yang's family build a house.

Looking at the temporary place, Zhao Yang felt that although it was relatively small, it was still cozy.

Looking at the smiling children not far away, he also made a decision.

I have to find a good teacher for them as soon as possible. I'm afraid it will be difficult to come by myself.

He had already thought of the Wang family when he was considering the teacher candidates, and planned to ask the Wang family in the next two days to see if there was any teacher recommendation from them.

After all, the two companies are now doing such a big business, and Zhao Yang also hopes to help the villagers more through them.