Chapter 586: Viscera Stone Syndrome
Fu Qingzhou frowned, retracted his big bow, and whispered: "This is hundreds of miles away from Qingxu Mountain, how could a big black bear appear?"
"You must be sick too."
Ning Wushu said softly: "It hurts too much, but the beast is ignorant and doesn't know why it hurts, so it rushed all the way here by mistake."
Fu Qingzhou shook his head.
He looked at the old man who was almost beaten to death by a black bear just now, and said softly: "That should be the Divine Doctor Liang that Master He mentioned?"
"Go and ask and you will know." Ning Wushu smiled, Fly away.
Fu Qingzhou put away his big bow and followed closely.
It has been nearly a month since they left Beijing.
But it was said that the sword was a gift... Fu Qingzhou was not in a hurry to find those prospective sword masters.
After the Righteous Sword was given to Yan Yidong, the three swords of Ren, Li and Zhi were left.
Among them, the Renjian should be given to Yuan Zizhen, a descendant of the Yuan family. He is the chief envoy of Fuhe Province, located in the Central Plains and adjacent to Wanbao Province.
The ceremonial sword should be presented to King Xishuo. Xishuo is further away, almost to Xijiang.
The Wisdom Sword should be given as a gift to Qianfang Baixiao Tower... This fact makes me scratch my head. No one knows where Qianfang Baixiao Tower is. Fu Qingzhou can only think about finding an opportunity to contact Zhao Hao.
It just so happened that the Lijian was going to be given to his father and the Zhijian was going to be given to his master. It would be much more convenient to contact him later.
Therefore, Fu Qingzhou was not in a hurry at all. Instead, he walked slowly along the way. When he saw a famous sect, he went in to pay homage to the mountain, and then... issued an invitation for Hua Wuying to invite people to attend the Xuan Alliance Ceremony.
Ning Wushu was not in a hurry. This mission was originally focused on Fu Qingzhou, so she followed him leisurely.
After arriving near Anyue City in Wanbao Province, Fu Qingzhou visited the Xuanming Sword Sect.
This is an all-female sword sect. Speaking of which, it was a branch of the Purple Air Immortal Wind Temple many years ago. He had also dealt with the Xuanming Sword Sect at the Qianlong Hundred Heroes Conference.
At that time, a young female disciple of the Sword Sect... what was her name? He also flirted with Yang Liuqing from Changqing Escort Agency, and was very ambiguous.
But after joining the Xuanming Sword Sect, Fu Qingzhou and Ning Wushu were shocked to find that many people were sick.
Weird "shells" grew on their bodies, and there were bursts of severe pain in their bodies. Although they could use their energy to resist, they could not completely stop the spread of these "shells".
Even He Yong, the leader of the Xuanming Sword Sect, also fell into the trap.
Fortunately, she is a master at the pinnacle of martial arts, and by practicing her martial arts in seclusion, she was able to at least control the disease and prevent it from spreading.
After some understanding, Fu Qingzhou and the others realized that an epidemic had recently spread around them, and many people had died of it!
Then... of course I have to help.
Fu Qingzhou and Ning Wushu do not know medical skills, but they have resources and connections. If they can help prevent the spread of a major epidemic, they will naturally take action.
Therefore, at the suggestion of Head He, they began to look for Liang Guangchang and Divine Doctor Liang, who had the most skillful medical skills and the best understanding of epidemics.
Only when they arrived at the hospital early this morning did they know that Divine Doctor Liang had set out for Tianshou Village, so they chased him all the way, and finally caught up with the big black bear and shot it to death with one arrow before it could attack him. I got rid of Dr. Liang.
“So that’s it…”
Liang Guangchang touched the shoulder that had just been reattached to the bone and sighed: "I just went to the Xuanming Sword Sect half a month ago and prescribed medicinal soup for those female dolls. Have they...had the visceral stone disease recurred again?"
< br>Fu Qingzhou didn't hide his purpose of coming, and he didn't need to hide it.
Of course, there was no need for him to say too much. He only said that he and Ning Wushu were from the capital and had official backgrounds. They came to look for the Xuanming Sword Sect, and then discovered the epidemic.
“Zorrolithiasis...”
Ning Wushu, who was standing aside, frowned and said, “Doctor Liang, have you heard of this disease before?”
"No." Liang Guangchang said with a bitter smile: "I gave the name of this disease myself."
Fu Qingzhou was surprised: "A brand new disease?"
"Anyway, according to me, After decades of medical practice, this is unheard of." Liang Guangchang thought for a moment and added: "There is no record of it in the medical books I have seen."
As he said, a pot of medicinal soup was cooked. He quickly stood up and called his apprentice to distribute medicine to the villagers.
Although the black bear broke into the village, there was chaos for a while, but after the black bear was shot and killed, the village returned to peace.
Liang Guangchang did not blame the villagers who snatched the horses or the petty officials who left him alone... As a doctor, he knew very well the great fear that people have when facing life and death.
He just returned to work calmly. Fu Qingzhou and Ning Wushu looked at each other with worry.
“The population in Chang'an Beach is very dense, and trade exchanges are also very frequent. Various vehicles and horses lead to all parts of Dayan.”
Ning Wushu frowned. : "Now that the epidemic has just started a month ago, not many people have been infected, but as time goes by, the entire Dayan will... be infected with this disease."
"Not bad."
Fu Qingzhou nodded, but his tone was full of helplessness: "But we don't know medical skills, so we can only ask Divine Doctor Liang to write down his research on visceral stone disease, and we will find a way to send it back to the capital. I asked the palace doctor to study it."
Ning Wushu smiled: "Don't forget, there are countless books in your school, and there may be relevant records."
"That's right. "Fu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows: "Then work hard for that old guy Qing Songzi. He has nothing to do if he stays in the mountains all day long."
"He is idle, but you can't be idle."
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Ning Wushu said calmly: "Since you are here, please help."
After that, she picked up a pot of cooked medicinal soup and followed Liang Guangchang's apprentice towards the crowd in the village. .
This diagnosis and treatment lasted until night.
Although everyone suffers from the same disease, some patients are not in good health to begin with... According to Liang Guangchang, if they take the medicinal soup directly, it may cause other harm to the body, and the medicinal soup must be treated Make appropriate adjustments to the recipe.
Fu Qingzhou and Ning Wushu didn't understand this, so they could only help with some hard work.
At the end of the day, Fu Qingzhou was quite shocked.
Many seriously ill villagers were carried out. Their faces were pale, their eyes were lifeless, and the "dirty stones" on their skin were like hard armor, tightly wrapping them.
Those sick children had already lost the energy to cry and could only huddle behind their parents in fear. Their thin bodies looked particularly thin under their thick cotton-padded jackets. The fear and confusion in their eyes made Fu Qingzhou unable to bear to look directly at them. .
Chang'an Beach is a fertile land. Tianshou Village was named "Tianshou" because the village had a lot of fertile land and the villagers lived long lives. But now, their lives have been disrupted by this sudden disaster. They should have The vibrant village has now become depressed and deserted, with only the painful groans of the patients one after another.
At night, most of the villagers who had received medical treatment had gone back to their houses. Liang Guangchang, who had been busy for a day, hid in the carriage and took a rest in the carriage, leaving a few of his apprentices to deal with the remaining less serious ones. of patients.
"It turns out that treating people is such a tiring job."
Fu Qingzhou sighed as he looked at the sweat on the foreheads and backs of the apprentices in the medical clinic.
It was very cold, but they were so busy that they were covered in sweat, which was evident.
“Qingzhou.”
At this moment, Ning Wushu’s call came from not far away.
Fu Qingzhou called out: "What's wrong? Need help?"
"No..." Ning Wushu's eyebrows were full of solemnity: "Come here for a moment."
After that, , she twisted around and got into a corner.
Fu Qingzhou was slightly startled, but still followed.
After walking around the corner, I saw Ning Wushu leaning against the wall of a villager's brick house. After gesturing at him with a silent finger, he said softly: "Listen carefully."
Fu Qingzhou didn't know what was going on, but he still calmed down and pricked up his ears.
In an instant, almost every corner and every change in this small village fell into his ears.
Suppressed cries, heavy breathing, painful moans... mixed with the low voices of the villagers.
But soon, he caught something wrong in the countless whispers.
In a small house not far away, someone was praying and chanting sutras.
It is normal to pray and recite sutras when you are sick.
But the sutra recited... was extremely familiar to Fu Qingzhou!
"Flesh and skin, the basis of reincarnation, endless replacements for hundreds of lives, endless pain. However, it is difficult for a Buddha to suffer a hundred calamities, and he has no self and no form..."
Fu Qingzhou's pupils shrank, and he blurted out in shock: "A hundred calamities are difficult for the Buddha. Sutra?”
(End of this chapter)