Physician of the Song Dynasty: Zhang Kai and Li Qingzhao have a private life-long contract

"Guizi, why don't you finish what you said!"

Fan Chunli became angry and slapped Fan Zheng on the head.

Fan Zheng was immediately confused. Although he had perfectly proved what he said, he still received this slap.

"But you didn't wait for me to finish speaking! You started yelling at me for being such a traitor." Fan Zheng said aggrievedly.

He just threw a handful of soil into the porridge. Fan Chunli hadn't appeared yet, but he came first when he heard the treasonous son.

Many people immediately snickered. Fan Zheng's recipe was extremely evil. Who would have thought that the role of soil would be to make the porridge taste unpalatable, thereby achieving the real purpose of relieving the victims.

Fan Chunli was immediately embarrassed. He couldn't help but think of the first time Fan Zheng used evil methods. At that time, he also angrily scolded the traitor. However, every time Fan Zheng used evil methods, he was furious, but it also left him speechless. .

"If we don't provide disaster relief quickly, the victims will be starving!" Fan Chunli said with a dark face.

"What does Fan Xianggong mean?" Yuncheng County Magistrate hesitated.

Fan Chunli's face twitched and he said coldly: "Make a recipe and put the porridge in it!"

Obviously, the current situation in Yuncheng cannot sustain it for long. The only way to help the real victims is to follow Fan Zheng's evil prescription to drive away the fake victims.

"Order!"

The Yuncheng County Magistrate received the order and immediately waved his hand.

Upon seeing this, General Song immediately added a lot of soil to the porridge and mixed it thoroughly. The originally white porridge immediately became filthy.

Many people who came forward to receive the porridge were very dissatisfied when they saw this. However, the real victims gritted their teeth and took the porridge in front of them. They endured the discomfort and ate it hungrily.

Some of the fake victims were not very hungry, and even secretly stored food. They could not swallow the white porridge mixed with soil.

With the emergence of the recipe of mixing soil into white porridge, real and fake victims came to the rescue one after another. Suddenly, the number of victims queuing up to receive porridge dropped significantly.

"Fan Taicheng's evil recipe is really... amazing!"

Seeing this scene, Song Jiang couldn't help but said to Fan Zhenggong.

The problem that was originally a headache for Yuncheng was solved easily by Fan Zheng. No wonder everyone in the world spread the word that Fan Zheng's evil recipe had immediate results.

The Yuncheng County Magistrate frowned and said, "But there are still some common people among the victims."

Fan Zheng waved his hand and said: "These local people would rather drink turbid white porridge, which shows that they are also extremely poor people. Moreover, we have prepared for this flood. There are also some rich people among the victims who are not used to drinking turbid white porridge and left. Overall, we provide disaster relief The number of people remains unchanged.”

"Fan Taicheng is wise!" Song Jiang complimented.

Fan Zheng turned to the Yuncheng County Magistrate and said, "But it's not a problem to keep drinking Obito's porridge. Once the number of people is fixed, you can immediately resume the white porridge and organize the victims into a protective armor to guarantee each other."

It is not a problem to keep letting the victims eat earthen porridge. It will also increase the victims' resentment towards the court. Now that they have been distinguished, let them fix it and restore white porridge.

"I accept your order!" Yuncheng County Magistrate complimented.

Fan Zhengdao: "And now that Yuncheng has temporarily overcome the crisis, you can take my warrant and contact the grain dealer immediately to ship the grain as soon as possible."

At that moment, the Yuncheng County Magistrate took the order and left.

With Fan Zheng's order and the fact that the plague in Yuncheng was under control, grain dealers immediately responded and shipped a batch of cheap grain, hurrying towards Yuncheng.

At the same time, Fan Zheng's magical evil recipe in Yuncheng was once again spread wildly, causing people to exclaim.

"For hundreds of years, Ge Hong's medical prescription, which has been proven wrong by countless doctors, turned out to be true."

"The good cure for malaria is not Artemisia annua, but Artemisia annua. Malaria that has been raging around the world for countless years has finally been overcome!"

"This is already the second plague that the evil doctor Fan Zheng has cured. This alone is enough to disdain doctors of all generations."

All the people exclaimed that although the malaria cure had been discovered by Ge Hong, it had been lost after all. Now it is not an exaggeration to count it on Fan Zheng.

Furthermore, the reason why plagues make people talk about death is because behind every plague there are countless lives, and there is no cure. Fan Zheng has found two methods to treat the plague in a row. I don’t know how many people have been saved. people.

"No! You have forgotten that there is schistosomiasis in the south. Doctors have found the source of the schistosomiasis. As long as we are careful and strictly control it, most people can avoid getting the disease."

"There is also the method of high-temperature disinfection. Even against the most terrifying plague, doctors have corresponding defensive measures."

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Unknowingly, the common people's fear of the plague was no longer a mere talk. All of this was the result of the evil doctor Fan Zheng becoming a forensic scientist, which gave doctors and the common people the ability to resist the epidemic.

Fan Zheng's incident of letting the victims drink earthen porridge caused an uproar among the people.

"The evil doctor Fan Zheng put a handful of soil into the porridge of the victims. Fan Xianggong angrily shouted: Treason, but the evil doctor Fan Zheng plausibly said that what he put in was not soil, but medicine!... "

People who first heard about this incident can be said to be indignant. After all, the victims were pitiful enough, and the evil doctor Fan Zheng also bullied the poorest victims. There were even people from the old and new parties who were overjoyed when they heard about it, and immediately prepared to write a memorial to impeach Fan Zheng.

"Fan's soil is not a detoxification medicine, but a medicine used to distinguish real disaster victims from fake disaster victims! Real disaster victims will drink soil porridge, but fake disaster victims cannot drink soil porridge. At this point, the food crisis for Yuncheng victims has been solved."

And when they truly understood what was going on, they couldn't help but marvel at Fan Zheng's evil method that had immediate results.

"In my opinion, in the future, as long as the evil doctor Fan Zheng prescribes a prescription, no matter how evil he is, he only needs to follow the prescription and take the medicine!"

In Yuncheng, a commoner sighed.

Other people also nodded, looking down at the extremely bitter wormwood water in their hands, gritting their teeth and swallowing it.

Although bitter wormwood tastes extremely bitter and strange, it is indeed a good medicine for treatment. After taking the medicine continuously, Fan Chunli recovered quickly and began to take over the disaster relief work.

"Yuncheng epidemic control is over!"

Fan Zheng then issued an order to end the epidemic control in Yuncheng, and the doctors began to evacuate Yuncheng in an orderly manner.

"Farewell, father and son!"

In the Yamen of Yuncheng County, Fan Zheng said goodbye to Fan Chunli.

Fan Chunli looked at the slap mark on Fan Zheng's head and couldn't help but feel a little worried. However, as a father, he couldn't lose his dignity and could only say lightly: "Go! Qingzhao is about to give birth, so don't run around anymore."

Fan Zheng also knew Fan Chunli's temper, so he immediately turned around and left.

At that moment, Fan Zheng took a group of doctors and prepared to leave Yuncheng, but before leaving, he did one more thing.

"Song Jiang has met Fan Taicheng in his humble position." Song Jiang was very excited. He was a police officer in Yuncheng, and he was a minor official. He had no room for advancement. Man, isn’t that soaring to the sky?

Fan Zheng glanced at the famous Song Jiang critically, which immediately made Song Jiang's heart tighten.

Fan Zheng said loudly: "Song Jiang, how are my Taicheng's medical skills?"

Seeing this, Song Jiang quickly complimented: "Fan Taicheng's medical skills have reached the realm of transformation. Song Jiang is astonished as a heavenly being!"