The mother of the Hou family eavesdropped on my inner thoughts and went crazy, I won by sucking milk

Jiang Wanqing slowly raised the corners of his lips.

This is much faster than I imagined.

Feng Xingzhi also came to his senses, took a step forward, and looked at Jiang Wanqing excitedly.

"Someone come here!" Jiang Wanqing called out.

A masked man in black walked into the house.

Jiang Wanqing handed the medicine in Wuxiangzi's hand to the other party.

He ordered: "Cook this medicine and feed it to the refugees. Hmm...feed it to one person first and see if it works."

The man in black took the medicine and left.

Jiang Wanqing looked at Feng Xingzhi and said, "Take this medicine now. Whether it is effective or not, the doctor will be able to tell you tomorrow morning. If it is effective, you can collect the medicine according to the prescription.

Remember, prepare a medical clinic in every city in advance, so that if a plague breaks out suddenly, we will be able to respond. But no, it can't be too obvious... In addition to the medicine on the prescription, collect some other things as well.

We provide plague medicine free of charge. You can take my money for this first. I will keep the prescriptions open in the clinic. As for the poor people, we will prescribe the medicine for free. As for the money for the medicine, we will let them mortgage it with their work once they recover.

You can work in the clinic as collateral, or you can work in the restaurant under our name. We need to consider the specific details carefully.

After all, it is still somewhat difficult to ensure that every civilian has something to do and a chance to survive. We have to take our time. If we act too hastily, there may be adverse reactions. "

Feng Xingzhi immediately understood what Jiang Wanqing said.

He quickly responded, "Okay, if the medicine is effective, I'll take it first. As for the rest, I'll think about it first, and then I'll discuss it with you when I have an idea."

Wu Xiangzi, who was standing aside, listened to the conversation between Feng Xingzhi and Jiang Wanqing.

At this moment, he seemed to have a new understanding of Jiang Wanqing.

He looked at Jiang Wanqing with a complicated expression and opened his mouth: "The plague spreads very quickly. I'm afraid that many people already have symptoms at this time. You pay for their treatment yourself, which is not a small amount of money."

Jiang Wanqing looked back at Wuxiangzi and said with a smile: "Silver is valuable, but is it not more valuable than human life?"

Wuxiangzi was silent for a while.

Then he looked up at Jiang Wanqing and said, "If you keep your word, after this matter is settled, I can pick out some talented students from among the poor people and teach them what I can. Then, they will be in charge of the medical hall."

Feng Xingzhi and Jiang Wanqing looked at each other.

No one expected that Wuxiangzi would say that.

The two men bowed their heads and saluted to Wuxiangzi.

"In this way, we will thank the miracle doctor on behalf of the people."

Wu Xiangzi waved his hand and said, "However, I don't like being bound by nature. I will only teach them for one year at most. It depends on them how much they can understand. However, with only one year, I can deal with the minor problems they usually have."

Jiang Wanqing said, "It's great that the miracle doctor is willing to teach me."

Wuxiangzi curled his lips.

He glared at Jiang Wanqing and said, "I'm telling you! I still hold a grudge against you for locking me up for a month!"

After saying that, Wuxiangzi left angrily and walked towards the back kitchen.

He was worried about letting those rough hands and feet make his medicine!

Half an hour later, Wuxiangzi brought a bowl of medicine, covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, and walked into the room where the refugees were hiding.

Jiang Wanqing stood at the door, watching the old man who refused to cooperate with Wuxiangzi in feeding the medicine.

Jiang Wanqing also got angry.

He then said, "I know you don't want to take this medicine because you want to complete the mission and get the bounty. But I tell you! If you don't drink it, I will send someone to your house immediately and kill your family members right now!"

The old man widened his eyes, as if he didn't expect that Jiang Wanqing, a woman, could be so rude.

As for the other refugees who were standing there in a daze.

Jiang Wanqing also threatened: "You too! Since I can find you, I can also find the people behind you! If you don't want your relatives to be killed by me, then cooperate with me!"

The old man's eyes immediately turned red, tears flashed in his eyes, and he sneered.

He said to Jiang Wanqing in a bad mood: "It's all about death! Either I die or my family members die! You rich people have the final say on justice! When have you ever taken the lives of us poor people seriously?"

After being criticized, Jiang Wanqing said unhappily: "But no matter how poor you are, you shouldn't use other people's lives as a scapegoat! What's the difference between you and those rich people who use the lives of poor people as a scapegoat for themselves!"

The old man was stunned.

Jiang Wanqing then said, "I promise you that within five years, I will make sure that all the people in the world will have no worries about food and clothing."

When the old man heard this, he felt as if he had heard a joke.

He pointed southward.

He sneered: "Even someone sitting high on the throne can't say this, so...what qualifications do you have?"

Jiang Wanqing opened his mouth and said, "If I can't, I will give away all my wealth!"

The old man said disdainfully: "You idiots are just good at talking."

Feng Xingzhi, who was standing by, also became a little annoyed after hearing this.

He said, "You are calculating against your own people. She used her own money to buy hundreds of thousands of dan of grain to support the soldiers in the border town. Because of the plague you caused, she used her own money to buy medicine for the supply. At least, I can see that she has been giving!"

The old man also shut his mouth.

The miracle doctor standing by looked at Jiang Wanqing with a complicated expression.

But Jiang Wanqing drew out the knife from the waist of the man in black beside him.

He pointed at the crowd, his eyes flashing with coldness: "So much nonsense! Do you want to drink it or not? If you don't drink it, I will chop you first, and then chop your family members! There are already many people who have contracted the plague outside. It's no big deal for me to find a few people to test the medicine."

Jiang Wanqing knew that these people were also forced to do so by life, and she had no intention of killing them from the beginning.

Sure enough, after hearing Jiang Wanqing's threat and seeing Jiang Wanqing holding a knife, everyone lowered their heads and dared not say anything.

The miracle doctor handed the medicine to the old man. This time, the old man did not refuse, but drank it in big gulps.

Feng Xingzhi silently gave Jiang Wanqing a thumbs up.

Jiang Wanqing still has a solution.

And simple and crude.

Seeing that the old man had drunk the medicine, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and left the house.

Time passes slowly.

It was already the middle of the night.

Jiang Wanqing couldn't resist the sleepiness and went to a guest room to rest for a while.

Finally, with the sound of a rooster crowing, Jiang Wanqing slowly opened his eyes.

Now we know whether the prescription was effective or not.