The poisoning in the well was uncovered by Wang Yan and others, and all Wanling Powder has been distributed. All wells that have been poisoned have been detoxified with antidote. People drink the water from this well, and the disease will be eliminated immediately.
As a result, the reputation of Bao'antang became more and more famous. No one in the whole Zhenjiang city knew about it, no one knew it, and it was far better than other pharmacies.
Afterwards, the troublemakers also came to apologize one after another, because as far as they knew, they were instigated by the leader at the time, so they came to ask for an explanation. In fact, the leader was ordered by someone.
However, it is reasonable for them to ask for an explanation, but the method is a bit radical. After all, Xu Xiankai's prescription has had the opposite effect. I believe that after this battle, he will be more serious about medical treatment.
The black-robed monk suddenly appeared in Zhenjiang City, Wang Yan was always a little restless, feeling that something big was about to happen, coupled with the enthusiasm of Bai Suzhen and the others, they had to stay temporarily, and seven or eight days passed in a blink of an eye.
The original plan to travel the world was delayed again.
It is in the early summer, the weather is not too hot, the sun is shining brightly, shining on the earth, showing warmth, and Zhenjiang, Suzhou, is a harmonious scene.
In the afternoon of this day, Xu Xian did not return from the doctor's visit, and Xu Yuan accompanied Bai Suzhen to play in the street. In the huge security hall, only Wang Yan was left.
When he woke up from his sleep, Wang Yanchang exhaled a mouthful of turbid air. He slept for two days recently, and his inner alchemy's original dan qi has completely recovered.
All over the body, I only felt refreshed, and the cultivation base was also multiplied. The golden core was shining brightly. Compared with before, it was a big change.
After staying outside the hall, the guys wiped the seats, cleaned the dust, and the old shopkeeper fiddled with the abacus in the counter and calculated the accounts carefully.
The past few days have been quite deserted, and no one has come to see a doctor.
For conscientious drugstores and clinics, this is a good thing. They would rather the medicines on the shelves become dust than the disease that ravages the people and harms the people.
"Master!"
"Good afternoon, Daoist!"
The busy guy on the side saw him and quickly stepped forward to say hello.
This is a relative of the owner, and their hearts are naturally clear. These days, they have been familiar with each other for a long time, and they have always been extremely respectful.
"Well! Where's your boss?"
Wang Yan has just woken up, so he doesn't know anything about Bao'antang.
Although he has cultivated to a small success in the Hinglong Sleeping Dan Gong, he is still not as powerful as Mr. Baiyun, and he cannot do everything in the world in his dreams.
"The boss has gone to the doctor, and the two ladies have just gone out."
The man answered truthfully and did not hide the slightest.
Wang Yan nodded, indicating that he understood, and then ignored it.
The Baoantang is the facade that Xu Xian and the others rented. There are two floors in total, and there is a yard inside. In order to facilitate the consultation, the couple lived on the second floor. As for the house in the inner courtyard, the guys lived there.
When Wang Yan and his wife came here, they were also arranged in the courtyard wing.
I slept for two days and regained my cultivation, which is indeed gratifying, so I woke up today and prepared to go out for a walk, so I should relax my mind.
"Gene Era"
However, just as he walked to the door, someone suddenly broke in outside the door, almost rolling and crawling, and fell directly at Wang Yan's feet.
"Doctor, please help!"
The man fell, and he didn't care about the pain, so he quickly got up.
"What's the matter? This girl, don't worry."
Wang Yan saw that the person in front of him turned out to be a woman with long hair tied with a wooden hairpin. Although the clothes were worn out, they looked very neat.
The face looks a little dirty, but it is very delicate, especially the eyes, which are crystal clear and don't have a temperament.
"Doctor, please save my husband! He has malaria."
When the woman saw Wang Yan, she pulled him and begged for a while.
Wang Yan has been dressing up in the secular world recently, not someone who knew in advance, so he couldn't tell his identity at all, which is why this woman was mistaken.
At the same time, a young postgraduate, carrying a handsome young man, sweating profusely, hurried into the security hall.
"Hey! I'm sorry, the doctor is on a visit..."
Seeing this, the old shopkeeper wanted to dissuade him, but Wang Yan raised his hand, interrupted him directly, and then led them into the ward in the hall.
In the room to the left of the counter in the Bao'an Hall, there are several sick beds, which are specially used to record emergency patients. Now the situation is urgent, so I can't take care of that much. Although Xu Xian is not here, his medical skills are passable.
A living human life can never be saved.
Putting the young man on the sickbed, the young man immediately curled up, trembling all over his body, his lips were white, and his mouth just kept screaming cold.
Judging from his appearance, it is estimated that he is less than twenty, but there is a heroic spirit between the eyes of the sword and the eyes, and it is a pity to die like this.
After Wang Yan took his pulse, he observed his symptoms and stood up suddenly.
"Doctor, how is my husband? Does it matter?"
With an anxious look on the woman's face, she kept asking Wang Yan.
"Go out, I'm here to keep you fair and safe."
Wang Yan comforted them, and then blasted them out.
What this young man was suffering from was malaria, which was no trivial matter, and now that he was terminally ill, it would be too late to treat him with ordinary medicines.
After driving everyone out, Wang Yan closed the door, and immediately lifted the young man up, mobilized the vitality of his dantian, and slapped his heavenly spirit between his palms, and golden rays of light rushed in immediately. .
A white mist suddenly rose from the back of the boy's head. After a while, the boy no longer trembled, calmed down, and slowly fell on the couch.
Malaria is a disease that people are talking about in this era. It is an infectious disease, but it is only transmitted by mosquito bites.
It was recorded in ancient books that it was caused by malaria, aversion to cold and strong heat, and the pain was unbearable, and there was no particularly effective way to cure it.
If it wasn't for Wang Yan, I'm afraid Xu Xian would be powerless.
For ordinary people, this kind of disease is indeed difficult to treat, but for Wang Yan, a master of Taoism, it is completely a piece of cake.
Most of the diseases in the world can actually be cured by vitality.
After casting the spell, Wang Yan inadvertently glanced at the young man on the couch, and a golden light suddenly appeared between his eyebrows.
This ray of light was extraordinary, full of extravagance, and completely aroused Wang Yan's interest. He quickly opened his eyes and looked at it again. However, under this look, the golden light suddenly flourished and was extremely dazzling. Wang Yan's magic eyes were fundamentally Couldn't resist such a strong light.
In desperation, he had no choice but to accept the magical powers and no longer spy on the secrets, but he guessed in his heart that the origin of this person was absolutely extraordinary.
Such a powerful extravagance, more golden light to protect the body, must be a rich and noble person, but I don't know the origin of this person, what is the holy place
The most noble people suffer from illness, not to mention ordinary people.
Wang Yan was silent for a while, then got up and opened the door.
The woman and the man outside the door, anxious like ants on a hot pan, paced back and forth outside the door, and when they saw him open the door, they hurried over.