Chapter 594 The Only Way
“I’m sorry, you two, I can’t do it.”
In the small house, Liang Guangchang sighed helplessly while holding a bowl of porridge.
This bowl of porridge is Fu Qingzhou's "supper" today, the rice soup and porridge given by Monk Ernan.
No one knows where these monks got so much food. People only know that a team of carriages came from afar and delivered buckets of uncooked rice, which the monks used to eat. Rice for cooking porridge.
"Don't call it porridge."
Liang Guangchang shook his head and said: "Even if it is a bowl of prepared medicinal soup or ground medicinal powder, it is difficult to completely restore the prescription... Maybe I can rely on It’s difficult to tell the taste and the amount of medicine used.”
“What’s more, there are only a few drops of medicine mixed in those large pots of rice porridge. I... really can’t. Distinguish."
After hearing his words, Fu Qingzhou and Ning Wushu looked at each other helplessly.
“In this era, it is indeed impossible to achieve accurate testing.”
After Fu Qingzhou sighed secretly in his heart, he said: "Then we have only one way left."
"I may be able to help with this matter."
Liang Guangchang said leisurely: "You two pretend to be patients, just like other patients. It is not easy to get close to the Ernan monk... But I am a doctor after all, and there are more reasons to get close, such as..."
He narrowed his eyes and said: "Right now, I am going to 'ask for advice' on how he can cure diseases and save people."
The moon was on the top of the mountain, and the night wind was cold.
A few quarters of an hour later, Liang Guangchang walked into the refugee camp wearing a cotton-padded jacket, with two apprentices following him, and several patients behind him.
The refugees gathered in twos and threes around a small fire, or had fallen asleep in simple tents. Their faces and bodies were covered with dirty stones, and everyone’s face showed severe pain and long distance. The exhaustion and pain of the trek.
But right now, at least one-third or more of the refugees are holding the "Book of Calamities" in their hands, reading it carefully by the moonlight and firelight.
Of course, there are not that many refugees who can read and read. In many cases, a few refugees who can read take the lead in reciting, and the rest follow behind, reading word for word.
Fu Qingzhou and Ning Wushu were naturally one of the several patients following Liang Guangchang.
They didn't talk, just followed silently.
Liang Guangchang had a clear goal and went straight to the deepest part of the camp - the several particularly clean large tents there were set up by the monks themselves.
“Donor, please stop.”
When they came outside the tent, a tall monk who was guarding outside the tent stretched out his hand to stop him: “Brother Fatuo is preparing for tomorrow’s ceremony. , No visitors for now.”
Fatuo is the name of the middle-aged monk Enan.
"Old man Liang Guangchang."
Liang Guangchang took a deep breath, bowed and said: "I am the one who is called Divine Doctor Liang... Nowadays, there are many patients hundreds of miles inside and outside Anyue City, all of whom are led by me. The other doctors diagnosed and treated the disease, and the master Fatuo gave medicine to save the people. I admired him very much and wanted to ask for advice on how to cure the disease. "
The monk frowned when he heard this.
But before he could speak, Liang Guangchang continued: "Alas... this epidemic is coming so fiercely. I have spent more than a month, but I can only make the dirty stones fall off, but there is no cure. If Master Fatuo’s magical medicine is really effective, and it is of great benefit to the people and the patients!”
He looked at the monk, his old and tired eyes full of hope: “There are not many of you. It’s not easy to save so many people, isn’t it? Although I am not very capable, I can save my life at any time to control the epidemic!”
As he said that, he even took a step forward and shook the tall monk's hand: "You are good people and you are here to do good things. I also want to help! Our Anyue City Nine Medical Clinics, Two If the sixteen medicine shops can help, they will all do their best!"
When Liang Guangchang "took action", the monk was startled at first and clearly wanted to dodge, but in the end he let it go! He caught his own hand.
Nothing else, because this Divine Doctor Liang... Although he is old and very tired at this time, his voice is really loud!
And this refugee camp is actually quite crowded. From the first words Liang Guangchang said, many refugees around him put down their scriptures and looked over.
The refugees' eyes lit up when they heard that he wanted to seek advice from Master Fatuo and that he could mobilize the entire Anyue City's "medical resources" to treat illnesses.
"Master, can you let Divine Doctor Liang in?"
A refugee carefully advised: "He is also doing it for everyone's good."
Fu Qingzhou and Ning Wushu confront each other Just look at him and you will see a smile in his eyes.
This Divine Doctor Liang not only has excellent acting skills, but also masters the art of moral kidnapping!
Yes, you, the monk Enan, said that you can cure diseases and save people, and you have indeed shown your skills. But today you also said that there is not enough nectar in the pure bottle, and it will take seven days and seven nights to cure the people here.
In such a cold weather, these refugees traveled a long distance. Many of them were already seriously ill when they were driven out of Panyang City. Can they really survive seven days?
If other doctors and doctors are willing to help, can the seven days be shortened to six days? Five days?
Sick refugees are very realistic.
You have the ability to cure diseases and save people. We believe in you. We can learn how to read the Hundred Elves Sutra late at night.
But at the same time, there are others who are willing to save us, so you can't stop us! And look at how humble and sincere Doctor Liang is! He was very old, and in order to save people, he came to ask for advice in the middle of the night, and even said that he was willing to risk his life...
For a while, many refugees stood around.
Although not many people opened their mouths to persuade, they all looked at the tall monk guarding the door, their eyes already expressing their inclination.
"Junior brother, is there some noise outside?"
At this moment, Fatuo's gentle questioning voice came from the tent.
Fu Qingzhou smiled, this person has at least six realms of cultivation. How could he not know what is going on outside with a thin tent? Just asking knowingly.
But when he asked, the surrounding area immediately became quiet, and the tall monk also breathed a sigh of relief.
He put his hands together and bowed slightly to Liang Guangchang: "Donor, please wait a moment."
After that, he turned back and got into the tent.
Liang Guangchang was also obviously relieved, and turned his head to secretly glance at Fu Qingzhou and the others, with quite a look in his eyes.
Soon, the tall monk came out of the tent again and saluted Liang Guangchang: "Donor Liang, please come in...but they..."
He glanced at Liang Guangchang's two disciples, There were several patients: "They can't."
Liang Guangchang sighed: "I know it's a bit presumptuous, but... I am old after all. I am afraid that I cannot remember many things, so I still need my apprentice to help me remember them. One note."
"In addition, I have never seen this disease before, and today I have a few patients with typical symptoms. I would like to ask Master Fatuo for advice."
"I would like to trouble you, Master. Please inform me, I... want to take them with me."
The tall monk showed helplessness on his face.
Liang Guangchang’s words were flawless and extremely sincere. The monk didn’t even have to think about it to know that Brother Fatuo would definitely agree in the end.
"In that case..."
He shook his head and said: "Come in, but remember, don't look around or touch. Those are things that can save people. If they are damaged, If it affects the rescue of people, it will be bad.”
(End of this chapter)