Zi'an wanted to test the waters, but Murong Jie obviously didn't want to continue this topic. He was more worried about another question. "What have you researched these days? Are you sure?"
Zi'an said, "I have some clues. I came out to look for something."
"What are you looking for?" Murong Jie asked.
Zi'an explained, "Remember that Ni Rong was bitten before? But he didn't get sick. According to him, he went back to the outskirts of the city and randomly applied some herbs on himself, which eventually led to poisoning. Remember?"
"That's true, but we're not sure whether he was really bitten by a zombie patient." Murong Jie said.
Zi'an said, "It should be. He was bitten again this time, but his body produced antibodies and he did not get sick. The guards and Mrs. Wang who were bitten with him have begun to show signs of illness."
"Ni Rong is not ill?" Murong Jie was stunned. He had not gone to see Zi'an in the past few days, mainly because he did not want to see Ni Rong who was ill.
"Yes, his heartbeat and pulse are normal."
"So strange?" Murong Jie was puzzled. "We all saw him being bitten by Wang Yu that day, so why didn't he get sick?"
"This is not surprising. For some diseases, once you have contracted them, you will be immune to them for life."
"So, what we are going out to look for now is the herbal medicine that Ni Rong used that day? Then why don't you bring Ni Rong out? Only he knows what medicine was used."
"Ni Rong has already gone there." Zi'an said.
Ni Rong left the city early this morning and returned to the hill. He actually forgot what medicine he had picked. Anyway, he was desperate at that time, so he just picked some and pressed the wound to stop the bleeding. As for the symptoms of rapid heartbeat and dizziness that appeared afterwards, he had forgotten even more.
But one thing is certain, he was poisoned.
When Zi'an and Murong Jie arrived, Ni Rong had already picked a lot and placed them on the roadside. They were all just suspicions and he himself was not sure.
Seeing Zi'an and Murong Jie coming, he stood up and asked, "The prince is here too?"
"Yeah." Murong Jie looked at Ni Rong and was relieved to see that he did not look sick.
Zi'an took a look and said, "These grasses are not poisonous."
Ni Rong was a little frustrated. "Really? I picked almost all the varieties here."
Zi'an said, "Let's look for it again."
The three of them walked all the way to a small hill on the side of the road. Ni Rong himself couldn't tell exactly where they picked the herbs, so they had to expand the range.
But just as Ni Rong said, he picked almost all the types of grass here, and Zi'an and Murong Jie couldn't find anything else no matter how hard they looked.
Moreover, there are no poisonous grasses here, except for the weeping angel plant at the foot of the hillside.
However, Ni Rong said that he had never used the Dripping Guanyin because he knew it was poisonous.
This is strange. Could it be that there is only one plant of this poisonous weed? And Ni Rong just happened to pick it and apply it on the wound
"Could it be that several types of grass combined would be toxic?" Murong Jie asked.
"It's possible." Zi'an took a closer look. These grasses are relatively common, such as thatch, stinkweed, plantain, etc. They can be used as medicine, but they are not toxic in themselves.
However, Murong Jie's suggestion is very useful. Some herbs may become toxic if mixed together.
"Let's take it back and study it carefully, maybe we can find a breakthrough." Zi'an said.
Murong Jie looked at her with some concern, "Zi'an, is this the only clue you mentioned?"
Zi'an shook his head. "Not really. Wang Yu's condition is under control and has not worsened. However, this is only an indicator and cannot cure the root cause. I can't use needles on every patient. There are too many patients."
"Can you really find a solution in half a month?" Murong Jie asked.
Zi'an originally placed high hopes on Ni Rong, but now he can't find any clues when he comes out to look for him, and he can't help but feel confused.
However, since Ni Rong was able to cure it, it proves that this zombie disease is preventable, controllable and curable, it’s just that the treatment prescription is hiding from her.
In order not to let him worry, Zi'an said confidently: "Don't worry, at least now we have a clue, which is much better than before."
After returning, Zi'an began to mix these herbs to see if they could produce toxicity.
At the same time, she continued to treat Wang Yu with needles, and this time she also used the Soul-Snatching Ring to slowly discharge electricity.
Zi'an has basically determined that flying needles can stimulate nerves and cells in addition to stimulating the face.
Electrotherapy can increase metabolism, but it has to be adjusted appropriately. She dared to use it on Wang Yu, but for Wang Dasao and the guards, she could only use flying needles without electrotherapy.
Wang Yu's condition is much more stable than before, but he is still a long way from recovery. Moreover, such treatment may not necessarily cure the disease, it can only relieve symptoms and slow down the onset of the disease.
At least, through the flying needle treatment and self-repair, Mrs. Wang and the guards have not shown any symptoms of biting.
The next day, Zi'an was going to enter the epidemic area.
Before entering the epidemic area, the yard was bustling.
Hu Huanxi announced this morning that Dingfenghao would provide all the medicinal materials Xia Zian needed to enter the epidemic area. Not only that, if she could develop a good prescription, Dingfenghao would be willing to give Xia Zian 12,000 taels of silver as a thank you for everything she had done for the people of Da Zhou.
The Hu family took the lead, and other businesses followed suit. It can be seen that the idea of advertising already existed in this era.
Just to take advantage of the popularity. Whoever supports Xia Zian at this time will be credited with a contribution.
This time, the Chen family sent out twelve General Chens to maintain order. They stopped all those who came to give gifts at the door, made them line up to enter, received their gifts, wrote down their names, and then sent them away.
Mrs. Chen also came today. Looking at the gifts all over the garden, she couldn't stop smiling.
"Fifty-five?" she asked Zi'an.
Zian smiled and said, "How is that possible?"
"June 4th is okay, right? I have at least lent you my yard and mobilized the twelve pillars of my Chen family to help you." The old lady's eyes were shrewd.
"My family also has a yard, so I could live in Yuan's mansion before." Zi'an sat down and slowly opened the gifts. After all, they were all precious medicinal herbs. Most of the people who sent precious medicinal herbs this time were Beijing Chinese Medicine Clinics and pharmacies. Of course, there were many other businesses as well, but they did not send medicinal herbs.
Everyone hopes that after Xia Zian develops a good recipe in the future, he will mention the name of his own business.
Medical clinics are the best representatives of those who try to take advantage of the popularity. Many clinic owners shamelessly stated their demands, asking Zi'an to tell everyone that the patients were cured using their medicinal herbs.
"One to nine, I'll take nine and you'll take one." Zi'an said simply.
The old lady gasped, "Aren't you being too stingy?"
"Old lady, you can easily earn a large sum of money by leaving this yard. This business is really a profit without any investment."
"We need labor wages, too." The old lady pursed her lips and looked at the twelve pillars of her family with considerable pride.
(End of this chapter)