outside the dilapidated temple. Fortunately, the eaves were not completely wet, Jiang Wan found a place to put Song Jiubian down."Okay, call me."She turned her back and, looking at her straight postur..."Okay, Dr. Ginger!"

Having witnessed the horror of Tianhua firsthand, Pan Hongyan wished Jiang Wan could find a solution as soon as possible.

He quickly grabbed two prescriptions and ran away, while the several doctors who were originally there now looked at Ginger with newfound curiosity.

The doctor, weakened by illness, spoke weakly, "Doctor Ginger, is that all you could come up with"

I knew you could definitely solve this. Looks like I'll be up and running soon.

"Why don't you rest first"

Ginger sighed helplessly, handing the man over to several doctors and going herself to remove the needles from the first patient.

Watching her skillfully navigate between patients, a few doctors couldn't help but feel a sense of inadequacy.

After all, they were afraid at first too. Even when feeling the pulse, it was just a superficial examination. They didn't expect Ginger would be even more fearless than them.

Dr. Jiang scoffed, "I think she just got lucky earlier, it was like a blind cat bumping into a dead rat. How could such a young girl possibly be more skilled than us"

Several doctors who had been shaken by these words began to look at Jiang Wan with suspicion again.

"Doctor Quan rolled his eyes helplessly, "Lao Jiang, is it so hard to admit that someone else is better than you"

"Is that because of this"

Doctor Jiang was going to be driven mad by Doctor Quan, "I'm worried that she, being just a young girl, will run wild and then we'll all end up getting dragged down with her!"

"Rest assured, my wife never does anything without being sure."

Song Jiubian spoke softly, gazing at Jiang Wan bustling about in the distance. Pride filled his eyes.

Dr. Jiang was so angry, "Boy, how old is your wife"

I've eaten more salt than she's walked roads. We old folks here can't solve this, do you really think your wife can

"Dr. Jiang."

Song Jiu-yuan sighed softly and uttered a heart-wrenching sentence, "You might not know what it means to be a genius."

You can't solve it doesn't mean my wife can't. She's a prodigy since childhood, there's nothing she can't handle.

"Right, right, Doctor Ginger is a genius."

Dr. Quan agreed happily, because ginger and Jiang (the doctor's surname) sounded the same. Dr. Jiang was so angry that his head spun.

"Doctor Jiang, you should rest well. Don't end up like Doctor Quan and get sick."

Ginger confidently asserted that those who had taken no protective measures were practically all infected with smallpox.

It's just because some people are still in the incubation period, otherwise everyone would be fainting right now.

Dr. Jiang didn't believe it, "I'm tough, I'll be fine."

Though he said it that way, he was actually a bit flustered, especially since he came in at the same time as Dr. Quan.

About half an hour later, Pan Hongyan came back with a large bag of medicinal herbs. He called several apprentices to follow him and make medicine.

But the apprentices remained motionless, all looking at Doctor Jiang and his companions. Obviously, they wouldn't dare to act out of line until they spoke.

"As for you, apprentice, go with Master Pan to help me grind the medicine," said Dr. Quan, looking at his pharmacy assistant.

Given such a dangerous matter, it's natural that he didn't bring the child along. Jiang Wan wasn't surprised.

Dr. Jiang's mustache bristled again with anger, "Old Quan, I really think you are senile!"

As soon as he uttered those words, his vision blurred and he nearly fainted to the ground. Luckily, someone was quick to catch him.

"Master!"

This is Jiang's disciple, and he whispers to persuade him: "Master, it seems you have caught the flower sickness too."

Dr. Jiang felt the patient's pulse and his heart sank immediately, "It's over."

Although he had prepared beforehand, when he actually contracted smallpox, there was still fear in his heart.

Ginger then glanced faintly at the remaining old doctors, "Since you haven't come up with a feasible prescription..."

Why not give my prescription a try You won't lose anything, after all.

"Treating the wrong symptoms is like drinking poison."

Dr. Jiang was still stubborn, but Ginger didn't hold a grudge against him, considering he was also a doctor with a kind heart.

And the few physicians who heard her words, though they did not fully trust her, also felt that she did not say much.

Then he immediately ordered several of his disciples to help. With the assistance, Pan Hongyan soon finished brewing the Chrysanthemum Tea and the Congee of Asparagus and Ophiopogon japonicus.

"Doctor Ginger, it's ready."

"Well, for those who already have boils, give them a bowl of Ophiopogon japonicus and Radix Scrophulariae soup."

Ginger nodded and took a few steps forward, drinking a bowl of chrysanthemum tea herself before saying:

"All of you who haven't got symptoms yet, drink a cup of chrysanthemum tea, it can prevent it."

Having said her piece, she didn't care whether these people would listen or not, but instead held a bowl and offered it to Song Jiubian.

"Drink up."

"Hmm."

Song Jiubian trusted her implicitly and didn't waste any words. He downed it in one gulp, leaving the others staring in astonishment.

Pan Hongyan also trusted Jiang Wan, gulping down a bowl of chrysanthemum tea in one go. Only then did he pour a bowl of ginseng and lily soup for Doctor Quan.

Dr. Quan was about to drink, but Dr. Jiang stopped him, "Wait a minute, Old Quan, do you really believe her"

"I believe it!"

"Old Jiang, you have to keep up with the times. We're getting old," said Dr. Quan with a chuckle.

"It's the young people's world now, and there's no shame in that."

Having finished speaking, he gulped down the soup in his bowl. Seeing him so trusting of him, Jiang Wan couldn't help but feel moved.

"Rest assured, as long as you believe in me, I will definitely do my best to help you."

Ginger watched the patients lying on the ground. Because she was young, many people were unwilling to believe her.

But just now, Dr. Quan took the lead in drinking the herbal soup, which made others more trusting of the ginger plaster.

These people who just wanted to live well didn't think much. They took the medicine and gulped it down.

This scene left Dr. Jiang quite helpless. His apprentice whispered, "Master, I've looked carefully."

"All these are herbs for warming, clearing heat and detoxifying. You can drink some, it shouldn't be a problem."

"I don't drink!"

Dr. Jiang was very stubborn and refused to drink the ginger decoction. Besides him and Dr. Quan, there were four other doctors altogether.

Two people stood with Dr. Jiang and didn't take the medicine, while the other two took the preventive medicine honestly.

Since she wouldn't drink the medicine ginger soup, he didn't force her. She carefully studied the changes in several patients and then said to Pan Hongyan who had just finished his work:

"You go find someone to bring over some oxen."

"Cow"

Pan Hongyan was taken aback for a moment, then reacted quickly and hurriedly lowered his voice to say, "Doctor Jiang, cows aren't something you can just eat casually."

He was also afraid that Ginger would make a mistake. Getting caught wouldn't be a small matter at all.

Jiang Wan laughed helplessly and said, "It's not for eating, I just want to research some things. Just listen to me."

"Alright, I'll go talk to the people outside."

Pan Hongyan took his orders and left. Although everyone was curious, they didn't ask too much.

On the other hand, Quan Dafu, who had just taken his medicine, seemed to feel his strength returning. He struggled to get up and check on everyone's condition.

Just as everyone was busy, a sudden gasp rang out.

"Doctor Jiang, come quickly and have a look. The boils on this person seem to have decreased in number, and they've also regained some strength."

Could this Sand Ginseng and Ophiopogon japonicus soup cure measles" seems An County has been sealed off."Jian Shiming frowned, it's no wonder the sixth prince ran so fast. He probably fears the plague from An County would spread, rightEven Pan Hongyan, who has always...