At night, Liang Shu and Cheng Suyue went back to Chixia City and discussed with Shi Hanhai their future plans.


The secretarial assistant of the government office was named Lu Shou, and he was the same age as Shi Hanhai.
Wearing a gray robe and sporting a small mustache, he had a loyal personality and was gentle and patient in his work.
At least before the outbreak of this plague, Secretarial Assistant Lu’s performance had been quite satisfactory, and no major mistakes could be found.

But Du Jing’s appearance was much more crafty-looking.
Likely because the sun was strong in the southwest and he had been practicing medicine in the country all year round, his whole body was tanned.
He had an aquiline nose, a short, lean figure, and standing there, he looked like a window rod.

There were originally not many doctors in the city, and more than half of them fell to the plague.
The remaining two were arranged by Lu Shou to go to the medical clinic next to the government office and take turns treating some common headaches and fevers, without having to go to Dakan Mountain.
In other words, all the disciples brought by Du Jing were currently responsible for treating the plague.

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This afternoon, according to the plan, Shi Hanhai personally received three “distant relatives” at the gate of the city, and welcomed them into his home with great fanfare.
Because Chixia City had been sealed off for a long time, upon suddenly seeing foreigners, the people were naturally curious and went out one after another to find out who it was.
Of course, the news quickly reached Du Jing’s ears.

Before the three of them could warm up their stools, a carriage had already parked outside the courtyard.

Cheng Suyue was a little worried at first, mainly because she feared that A-Ning would reveal their secrets due to his youth and inexperience.
She never thought that when he heard Du Jing coming, he would immediately change from a shrewd and clever boy to a country boy with a simple and honest expression, a little bit timid as he hid behind Liu Xian’an and refused to come out.

Looking at Second Young Master Liu, the elegant immortal aura around him had also disappeared, and he became one of the crowd.
He shrugged his shoulders slightly and bent his back a little as if carrying a burden – His Royal Highness had taken the time to teach him this posture personally

So Cheng-guniang gained another bit of life experience: Men can really act.

When Liu Xian’an and his party came to the front hall, Shi Hanhai had already introduced the identities of the three of them to Du Jing, saying that they were his distant relatives.
They were of Youfeng origin and later had the honor to go to Baihe Mountain Village for a few days, where they learned some methods to treat plagues.

Du Jing asked: “Shi-xiong invited them? Why have they never been mentioned before?”

“First, I was not sure whether they could come, and second, I was afraid that Du-xiong would overthink it,” Shi Hanhai said, short of breath.
“It’s not that I don’t trust Du-xiong’s medical skills, but with the city’s current situation, it would be good to have more doctors.”

“It is not I who is overthinking, but you, Shi-xiong.” Du Jing shook his head again and again.
“To be able to study in Baihe Mountain Village, one must have excellent medical skills —”

Before he finished speaking, he saw three people cautiously coming in from the gate wearing coarse clothes.
Aside from the girl, whose appearance was a little more upright, the other two men looked more like shopkeepers than doctors.

Did Baihe Mountain Village even accept such people? Du Jing was puzzled.
In the end, it took him a long time to ask, and it turned out that the so-called “helping for a few days” was going to someone’s backyard to cut medicinal materials for a while.

A-Ning may have had a guilty conscience, and said with a lack of confidence: “But we have read a lot of books on treating plagues, right, Ge?”

Liu Xian’an nodded: “Right, Doctor Du can rest assured.”

“Shi-xiong personally invited you all here, how can I be worried?” Du Jing smiled and said, “When are the three of you going up the mountain?”

“We’ll go now.” Liu Xian’an stood up.
“There can be no delay in treating diseases and saving lives.
We also bought some heat-clearing and detoxifying medicinal materials when we came, and brought them with us.”

Du Jing had no objection to this.
Of course, it may have been that he didn’t take these barefoot doctors seriously.
The steward quickly arranged a carriage.
The driver also looked southwestern, so the three of them didn’t talk the whole way there.
A-Ning leaned against the carriage window, gazing out at the scenery, Cheng Suyue internally went through Liang Shu’s plan again, and as for Second Young Master Liu, he reclined in the corner early on, once again sleeping with no distractions and dreaming wildly.
It could be seen from this that whether he was busy, idle, or in danger, sleeping in a fugue state was his top priority, and there could be no delay.

A-Ning had seen enough of the scenery, so he just propped up his cheek in thought.
Was there a single thing or person in this world that could make the young master sleepless?

Probably not, ba.
After all, a few years ago there were thieves in Baihe Mountain Village, and the guards were chasing them all over the place and making a lot of noise.
There was chaos the next street over, and the authorities all came out to investigate, but the young master still did not wake up.
When someone mentioned it the next morning, his eyes were still sleepy and clueless.
It was simply incredible.

The carriage drove along the mountain road for a long time before finally arriving at Dakan Mountain.
The houses were neatly built on the flat ground, and the environment was also neat and clean.
Liu Xian’an covered his face with a cloth towel, jumped off the carriage, and asked Du Jing: “Why don’t I see the patients?”

“They are all inside,” Du Jing replied.
“They are weak and rarely go out.”


Liu Xian’an shook his head internally.
There was no wind outside at this time, and the sun was just right.
It seemed that the patients were not allowed to move around, but were shut up in the dark rooms.
However, he didn’t say much upon arrival, simply moving the medicinal materials into the house with A-Ning while Cheng Suyue walked around the building.
By rough calculation, there were about fifty people and more than ten doctors here.

“Little brother, you all should get busy first,” Du Jing said.
“If you need anything, just come to me.”

Liu Xian’an was tired from carrying medicine, and wiped his sweat with the other hand on his waist: “Okay!”

That rough voice even shocked A-Ning.

In terms of acting, Second Young Master Liu and His Royal Highness Xiao Wang had some similarities.
They didn’t need to deliberately learn how to do it, but could get on stage and sing at any time when the need arose.

Du Jing’s disciples didn’t take these people seriously either, which happened to make it convenient for Liu Xian’an to accomplish things. 

There was a room on the east side with its door ajar.
A seven or eight-year-old girl was sitting on the threshold, holding a piece of pancake and eating it.

Liu Xian’an recognized her at a glance, or to be more precise, he recognized the pancake, which was exactly like the batch that the young couple cooked overnight during his visit two nights ago.

Seeing the stranger approaching, the little girl was a little nervous.
She stood up and went to enter the room, but Liu Xian’an quickly stopped her: “Don’t go.”

Because there was no one else around, Second Young Master Liu did not deliberately use a rough voice.
His voice was as clear and gentle as spring, and the little girl stopped in her tracks, looking up at him timidly.

Liu Xian’an crouched down in front of her: “What is your name?”

“My name is Taohua, Xiao Taohua.”

“Little Peach Blossom.” Liu Xian’an smiled.
“Peach blossoms are shining and radiant, and fly along innumerable paths.
Who gave you that name? How can it be so nice-sounding?”

The little girl didn’t read much, and didn’t quite understand the poem, but she blushed upon being praised: “My mother gave it.”

Liu Xian’an tested her temperature with the back of his fingers, and it was hot: “Is there any discomfort?”

“Dizziness, coughing, can’t remember things, nausea, vomiting all the time, sometimes sleeping until midnight, sudden awful pain in the hands and feet.”

Liu Xian’an said: “You can explain the symptoms so clearly, such a clever little girl.
Are the rest of you the same?”

Taohua nodded: “Yes, the same.”

“I’m a new doctor and a relative of Shi-daren.” Liu Xian’an asked, “Are you afraid of needles?”

“Afraid.”

“But after the needles, the disease will heal faster and you can go to the mountain to see your parents when you are cured.
I heard that in addition to pancakes, they have also prepared a lot of delicious food for you at home.”

Taohua muttered in a young voice: “I’m still afraid.”

“Why don’t you close your eyes?” Liu Xian’an suggested.
“Close your eyes and you won’t be afraid.
The needles I use are very thin.” To prove it, he even took out an ox hair needle from his sleeve.
“Look, isn’t it thin?”

Taohua took the needle in her hand.
It was really thin.
After hesitating for a long time, she finally nodded in agreement.

Liu Xian’an ordered A-Ning to keep watch outside, then called Cheng Suyue into the room and asked her to accompany Taohua while he turned his back on the two to prepare.
As for why he had to turn his back, after opening the cloth bag, nearly a hundred thick, one-finger needles were neatly arranged.
Not to mention a little girl, even a strong man would be scared away at the sight.


Cheng Suyue covered Taohua’s eyes with a fragrant handkerchief, fed her a small piece of candy, and coaxed her halfway into her arms.
Perhaps this reminded her of her mother, because Taohua quickly relaxed, and when the silver needle was slowly pushed into the acupuncture point, she didn’t feel too tense.

The light in the room was dim.
Liu Xian’an applied the needles very slowly, and following his movements, Taohua slowly fell asleep.
Cheng Suyue laid her flat on the bed and asked in a whisper: “How is it?”

“The pulse is strange, unlike a plague,” Liu Xian’an said.
“I suspect it’s Gu poison.”

Cheng Suyue was a little surprised, not at the Gu poison, but because it was determined to be Gu poison so quickly.
It had only been two or three hours from going up the mountain until now.

But Second Young Master Liu’s speed was so fast.
He found the acupuncture point and inserted the last silver needle.
When he moved it out, he obviously felt that something was wrong, so he paused his movements, concentrated on the feeling for a moment, and then pulled hard.

Sure enough, the needle brought out a cluster of Gu worms as thin as hairs.
Unexpectedly, Taohua lying on the bed suddenly awoke with full-body convulsions and screamed in pain, her shrill voice seeming particularly frightening in the quiet evening.
Liu Xian’an’s heart stopped beating in shock.
Cheng Suyue covered her mouth and hit her neck with the edge of her hand, causing Taohua to lose consciousness once more.

But it was still a step too late.
There was a mess of footsteps outside, and Du Jing asked: “What is going on?”

Someone answered him: “It seems to have come from this room.”

Taohua was still stuck with needles like a hedgehog, and it was too late to pull them out.
Cheng Suyue asked Liu Xian’an in a whisper: “Young master, can you detoxify this poison?”

Liu Xian’an nodded: “I can.”

“How sure are you?”

“Ninety percent.”

“Okay.” Cheng Suyue clenched the soft sword[1] at her waist.
If the plan really didn’t work, she would get rid of everyone outside the door first.

A gap in the door was pushed open with a squeak.

Liu Xian’an pushed Taohua sideways into the bed and pulled the blanket up to cover her.

When one leg had already crossed the threshold, a woman’s scream suddenly came from next door, followed by A-Ning’s panicked voice: “Auntie, are you okay? Why did you faint?”

Du Jing’s eyes shifted: “Go and see!”

The people at the door went to the other side, and the surroundings became quiet.

“Leave this to me,” Liu Xian’an said.
“Cheng-guniang, go see A-Ning.
He should have been trying to get us out of trouble just now.”

Cheng Suyue responded by getting up and listening at the door for a moment.
After confirming that there was no one there, she hurried out.

In another room, A-Ning had already helped the woman onto the bed with great effort, and asked Du Jing: “What is wrong with her?”

The room was full of baffled people.
You were the only one present when the person dropped unconscious, but now you’re asking us?

A-Ning explained: “I wanted to examine her, but she suddenly started to convulse and scream more and more miserably, and then she passed out.
It shocked me a lot.”

Du Jing checked the woman’s pulse and found nothing abnormal.
He was not without doubts, but couldn’t find any evidence that the country doctor in front of him was playing tricks.
In addition, Gu worms wandered the body and it was easy for unexpected situations to occur.
Otherwise, he would not have expended a lot of time to move people to the barren hills.
He didn’t ask any more questions.

The crowd dispersed quickly, and Cheng Suyue stepped forward: “What’s going on?”


A-Ning was belatedly scared: “It was I who stunned this auntie, I feel bad for her.”

Cheng Suyue: “…….”

But A-Ning could find no other way.
He heard Taohua’s scream and saw Du Jing leading people to rush over.
In a hurry, he had no choice but to break into this room and stab a silver needle into the body of the auntie who was dozing off at the table.
The pain suddenly hit her in her dreams, and she cried out in pain at the spot.
Before she could open her eyes, her face was covered with a cloth towel and she passed out again.

Cheng Suyue leaned against the door frame and her shoulders shook with laughter: “I never knew that you were so capable!”

On the one hand, A-Ning felt that his behavior was unworthy, and on the other hand, he felt that he was very quick-witted.
Now he was embarrassed by Cheng-guniang’s laugh and quickly changed the subject: “How is the young master over there?”

“Second Young Master Liu has found Gu worms,” Cheng Suyue said.
“We should not have to stay on this mountain for more than a few days.”

After a while, Liu Xian’an also came to this room.
The aunt was still unconscious, and in order not to waste this opportunity, he also pierced her head with needles.
Sure enough, he pulled out a few Gu worms.
This time Cheng Suyue had learned from experience, and tightly covered the auntie’s mouth when the needle was drawn out in order to suppress her screams.
She probably thought that the three of them were trying to murder her and make off with her property.

Cheng Suyue was tired and sweating all over, and panted as she asked: “Do we have to go through this for every remaining patient?”

“No need.” Liu Xian’an put away the silver needle.
“I already know what sort of pulse a person suffering from Gu will have.
It will only take tomorrow to find out who is ill.
Cheng-guniang should get ready to send news to the prince.”

Watching from the side, A-Ning felt that Liu Xian’an’s expression was exactly the same as those of the Master and the Eldest Young Master when he said this.
Even the tone of voice was similar.
He finally had the thought that, “Wow, it turns out that my family’s young master is really biologically related to them.”

Early the next morning, Liu Xian’an proposed to diagnose everyone’s pulses.
Although Du Jing agreed for the sake of Shi Hanhai’s face, perhaps he still had doubts about the scream last night, because he sent three of his disciples to help and monitor him.

Liu Xian’an didn’t care about this.
Even if it was ten or a hundred rather than three, this was not for show and he needed to check the pulses – while making a record, he could see everyone in almost half a day.

At the foot of the mountain, Liang Shu received Cheng Suyue’s letter.

Shi Hanhai asked anxiously: “What is the matter?”

Liang Shu said: “It is resolved.”

“Resolved?” Shi Hanhai couldn’t believe it.
“What does the prince mean? That the plague is over and life in Chixia City will return to normal?” He felt that he had heard an impossible thing.
“But Young Master Liu has only been up the mountain for less than two days.”

Yes, ah, it had only been two days.
Liang Shu raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking that he should have a little more faith in him in the future.
After all, although the Sleeping Immortal had no medical experience, he had ten thousand volumes of books, Three Thousand Ways, and an astonishing age of forty-eight thousand years.

On Dakan Mountain, Liu Xian’an was eating with Taohua and joked: “Why do you love pancakes so much?”

“Delicious.” Taohua also broke off a piece for him.
Liu Xian’an went to take it, but noticed that Du Jing was bringing someone over.
He shook his head and gestured for the little girl to eat it herself.

Taohua didn’t eat it.
She stood up and tried to run, but was stopped by Du Jing.
A disciple took out a bowl of medicine from a food box and told her to drink it while it was hot.

“I don’t want to drink it.” Likely because Liu Xian’an was by her side, Taohua had more courage.

Du Jing was displeased: “Hurry up, there are other patients waiting for the medicine.
Don’t waste time.”

Taohua looked at Liu Xian’an beseechingly.

“Doctor Du.” Liu Xian’an stood up.
“Leave the medicine here, I’ll watch her drink it later.”


“When it’s cold, the efficacy of the medicine will be greatly reduced.” Du Jing seemed to have no intention of leaving.
“Doctor Shi should continue to check pulses.”

This was said sarcastically, and some people in the crowd laughed.
Taohua tried to slip away again, but the person holding the medicine had no patience.
He grabbed her chin and wanted to pour it in forcefully, but Taohua accidentally knocked over the medicine bowl in her struggle.
The other party became even more furious and raised his hand to teach the disobedient girl a lesson.

“Stop it!” Liu Xian’an stepped forward to block him, but how could the other party listen to his words? The two disciples thought he was getting in the way and were about to pull him aside, but before their hands could reach his shoulders, their upper arms seemed to be twisted by an invisible demonic force and stretched out in a bizarre way.

Crack!

Both of them screamed and fell down.
Liu Xian’an had already experienced this sort of scene.
When he looked back, His Royal Highness Xiao Wang, dressed in black, was really standing under a tree with a cold and displeased expression on his face.

“Others are coming to grab you, and you don’t know to escape?”

“Oh.”

Liang Shu’s expression didn’t change.
No matter whether Du Jing had met him before or not, as long as he had a bit of brains, he should recognize someone with such bearing and skill.
This should be a friend of the barefoot doctor before him.
He turned around and tried to leave, but there was no chance.
Cheng Suyue also rushed over from the other side at this time.
Du Jing saw that there was no way to escape, so he gritted his teeth and gave an order: “Kill them!”

“Yes!” All the disciples drew their soft swords one after another.
They all knew martial arts.

Liu Xian’an reminded: “Be careful, they’re poisoned.”

They were indeed poisoned, and all of the blades were tempered with blue light.
But no matter how poisonous they were, they could not stand up to His Royal Highness Xiao Wang’s incredibly high martial arts. 

In fact, Du Jing had some skill, but he still couldn’t block ten moves and was at a disadvantage.
In his desperation, he actually tried to use Liu Xian’an under the tree as a meat shield, but was swept away by a wave of sword energy.
His ribs were broken, and he fell at Cheng Suyue’s feet with a thud.

Du Jing struggled to his feet and managed to exchange two moves with Cheng Suyue, then stumbled to the other side to escape.
Liang Shu picked up Liu Xian’an, who was standing stupidly under the tree, and tossed him into another open space: “Go look at him, don’t let him die.”

Second Young Master Liu agreed, and jogged all the way to chase after Cheng Suyue.
He was thinking about whether to go back and get a medicine box first, but soon found that it was unnecessary.

Cheng Suyue was crouching in the woods and slapping Du Jing’s face hard: “Hey, hey, you wake up! My prince did not let you die! Second Young Master Liu, come and see, can he still be saved?”

Liu Xian’an opened his eyelids, tested his pulse again, and shook his head: “It’s hopeless.”

Cheng Suyue scowled miserably and said: “I didn’t pay attention for a moment, and he committed suicide.
What should we do, the prince will definitely blame us.”

Liu Xian’an was taken aback: “What does this have to do with me?”

Cheng Suyue replied: “You failed to save him.”

“……”

The two people stared at each other.
Liang Shu had already dealt with the remaining disciples and came over.

“Still alive?” he asked.

Cheng Suyue did not dare to speak.

Liu Xian’an had no choice but to reluctantly answer: “……He’s somewhat lifelike.”

[1] A soft sword is different from a hard sword, in that it is as soft as silk.
It can be swung like a whip, and rather than cutting and stabbing, it can swiftly slice tendons and arteries.

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