Thinking of this, Uncle Mo approached Xia Yuanqiu and whispered: "Yuanqiu, for the sake of my face, the old man, Mingjie was confused for a moment, can you-"
Xia Yuanqiu shook his head and said with a smile: "Uncle Mo, you are worrying too much. Chen Mingjie's father, Chen Liwen, has a close relationship with me. I will never let the prince punish him just for this matter. Don't worry."
"Do you still know Brother Liwen?"
Xia Yuanqiu nodded: "Of course I know him. Mr. Chen is a good official. He can risk his life for the sake of the people. I am honored to be friends with him."
An idea flashed in Mo Bo's mind, and he suddenly remembered something and exclaimed: "Could it be that you are the miracle doctor who relieved the plague in Hexi?"
Xia Yuanhao smiled and said: "It was my sister who refined the antidote that could cure the plague poison, and thus saved tens of millions of lives. Mr. Chen is the parent official of Pingtung, and has many contacts with my sister. And Chen Mingjie also received favors from my sister. If it weren’t for my sister, he would have died long ago.”
As a doctor and a pharmacist, Mo Bo naturally knows what the poison of plague represents. To him, and to thousands of doctors in the world, plague represents death. But in Xia Yuanqiu's hands, it seems that any disease can be treated with it. Opportunity comes back to life.
When he first heard about the plague in Hexi, he had thought about helping everyone. Just as he was about to leave, news came from Hexi that the plague had been lifted and that a little miracle doctor had saved everyone. The little miracle doctor develops medicines that can control and treat the plague and find hope for those who are dying.
He had thought countless times that he must meet this little miracle doctor and discuss medical knowledge with her.
But who could have imagined that God would allow him to meet her in this way and become an irreconcilable friend with her.
The three of them were talking and laughing here, but Zhu Yan was as anxious as a mad cow, looking for Xia Yuanhao everywhere outside Nantai City.
Xing Ying brought a middle-aged man to Zhu Yan: "Your Highness, this man said he saw Yuan Hao yesterday."
Zhu Yan looked happy and asked hurriedly: "Please tell me in detail quickly!"
The middle-aged man hurriedly knelt down and said: "Yesterday, the villain was driving back from outside the city. He happened to see a young man riding a crazy horse. When he reached the wild path, the crazy horse threw the young man away. When he got to the ground, the young man seemed to be seriously injured and fell to the ground. He didn't know whether he was alive or dead."
Zhu Yan frowned and asked again: "What happened next?"
The middle-aged man hurriedly replied: "Then an old man and a young man came, and the old man and the young man carried the young master back to the city."
"Did you see where they went?"
The middle-aged man raised his head and glanced at Zhu Yan, grinning: "Look, I saw it -" The middle-aged man's face was full of greed, and he knew it was for money.
Zhu Yan was anxious and disgusted when he saw him like this. He raised his eyes and winked at Xing Ying. Xing Ying understood and took out a gold ingot from his arms and threw it in front of the middle-aged man: "Can you say it now?"
The middle-aged man immediately smiled brightly, holding the gold ingot and said: "You can speak well, I saw with my own eyes the old man and the young man carrying the young master into the inn."
Xing Ying frowned: "There are many inns in this city, which one is it?"
The middle-aged man looked bitter and said, "To be honest, I am illiterate and rarely come to this county. I only know that it is an inn, but I don't know its name."
Seeing that Xing Ying's expression was getting worse, the middle-aged man said hurriedly: "By the way, I saw a row of red lanterns with peach blossoms hanging outside the inn."