Chapter 107 Ginger, you've grown bold

singly unable to read the woman before him.But at this time, both Song Daniu and Song Jiuchili rushed over, "Yuan'er."Song Daniu held onto Song Jiubian's hand, tears of distress streaming down her fac...Looking at the two of them, full of energy, Ginger's mind was racing with thoughts. Suddenly, she had a brilliant idea.

If Old Chu knew that Song Jiubian was willing to sacrifice himself for the common people, he would surely be more touched.

Anyway, she's confident she can cure Song Jiubian, which is a good idea.

Thinking this way, Jiang Wan's eyes hardened a bit. "Then alright, Pan Hongyan, you go help me prepare these things."

Ginger handed him a recipe she had just written, asking him to prepare it while she gave the ox some grass.

I'm soothingly standing by the cow's side to cultivate a relationship, so that later they won't resist too much.

Looking at her serious expression, Song Jiubian raised his red lips and said that he trusted her very much, but this was her first experiment after all.

Although Song Jiubian was still a little apprehensive, he met her earnest gaze and didn't show anything.

But his curled fingers seemed to reveal some emotion, Jiang Wan couldn't help but smile wryly.

"Song Jiubian, are you nervous"

"

Never!

"

Song Jiubian insisted, "I've never been through anything like this, so what's there to be afraid of"

"I didn't say you were scared."

Ginger's beautiful eyes were filled with smiles, which made Song Jiubian a little uncomfortable. He bit his back teeth.

"Ginger, your guts are getting fatter and fatter."

Once upon a time, the little girl who used to follow Nono around has become increasingly arrogant and even dared to make fun of him.

Ginger silently twitched her mouth. "This isn't the first time I've been bold."

Song Jiubian: ...

Just then, Pan Hongyan brought in the prepared items. Jiang Wan waved her small hand.

"Go help out outside. I'll call you if I need anything."

"Okay."

Pan Hongyan was very obedient. Hearing this, he turned and left the room, also thoughtfully closing the door for them.

Ginger glanced at the nervous Song Jiubian and said with a smile, "Don't worry, it won't be too painful, I'm just going to give you a smallpox inoculation."

Having said that, she began to operate, extracting cowpox from the cow and then applying it to Song Jiubian's arm.

Then Jiang Wan quietly waited for Song Jiu's response, and so she waited, a whole day.

During that time, Pan Hongyan did send over some food. Jiang Wan and Song Jiubian just casually ate a bit of it.

At night, Jiang Wan was truly exhausted. Song Jiubian patiently said, “Jiang Wan, why don’t you go to bed and rest for a while”

This residence should be a place where the county magistrate occasionally rests, with simple bedding.

"Okay, just call me when you're feeling uncomfortable."

Ginger also wants to supplement her sleep so that she has the energy to study later.

So she didn't refuse, and simply took a short nap instead.

She was awakened early by the commotion outside, and Song Jiubian was sitting helplessly at the door.

"What's wrong"

Ginger rubbed her eyes and realized that Song Jiubian was already starting to show effects.

He had several smallpox lesions on his face and body. Feeling Ginger's gaze, he hastily covered his face.

"Don't look at me!"

A man who has always been confident would be reluctant to let Ginger see him at his worst.

I don't see how you're going to treat it.

Ginger stared, a mix of amusement and disbelief on her face, as she pulled his mask down. There weren't many pimples on his face, but he had quite a few on his arms.

"Doctor Jiang!"

Outside, Jiang Hao's loud shouts rang out. Ginger Wan put down Song Jiubian's sleeve and frowned, asking:

"What's going on"

As he asked her, he opened the door. Outside, Jiang Hao and Pan Hongyan were locked in a standoff.

Seeing her emerge, Jiang Hao hurriedly said: "Doctor Jiang, please go and have a look at my master. He's covered in boils all over!"

This is getting serious.

Pan Hongyan, fearing Jiang Wan misunderstood, explained: “I observed Dr. Jiang. Although he had a boil, he still seemed spirited and spoke before.”

That's why he didn't want to bother Dr. Jiang.

"Doctor Jiang!"

Jiang Hao glared at Pan Hongyan, “My master has already passed on. He has saved countless people, I just don't want him to get hurt.”

"Bring your master here."

Jiang Wan gave him a faint glance and then said to Pan Hongyan, "You go and bring over a few serious patients."

"Okay, Dr. Jiang."

Pan Hongyan ran away, and Jiang Wan swiftly closed the door. She took out a syringe from the space behind her knapsack.

Song Jiubian: !!!

A flicker of surprise crossed his eyes, quickly hidden away.

Actually, Ginger had thought about the possibility of exposure, but in this ancient time, there was nothing better than a needle.

"Don't move."

She lifted Song Jiubian's sleeve and drew out some pus from the smallpox pustule.

Song Jiubian: ...

What is this for

Song Jiubian was full of question marks, but Jiang Wan had no time to answer him. She just said, "Don't move."

Having said that, she pricked several cowpox blisters on his arm. After several times, she extracted some pus with a syringe.

When Jiang Hao carried Doctor Jiang in, Jiang Wan had already placed the extracted pus into a bamboo tube, and the silver needles were soaking in the pus.

"Put him on the bed."

Ginger was somewhat surprised. She hadn't expected Dr. Jiang to deteriorate so quickly. He had only shown symptoms last night, after all.

What did he do last night

Last night, Master didn't sleep all night, he was just thinking about how to break the celestial flower.

Speaking of Jiang Hao, he feels very embarrassed because his master apparently looks like he's gone mad from practicing too hard.

He didn't believe in ginger paste, so he tried his best to figure it out himself. He also hoped to help everyone defeat smallpox.

"I understand. Please go out first."

Ginger nodded and took out a spare silver needle. First, she pricked several boils on Dr. Jiang's body.

He was then pricked with a silver needle dipped in cowpox fluid.

When Pan Hongyan brought all the critically ill patients in, Jiang Wan also followed suit.

"Ginger Doctor, is there anything I can help you with"

"Dr. Quan."

Ginger sighed, "You don't want to end up like Dr. Jiang, becoming critically ill, do you"

"Of course not."

Doctor Quan shook his head, but looking at Doctor Jiang on the bed, he couldn't help but say to Ginger:

Although Lao Jiang can be stubborn, he doesn't have bad intentions. We who are able to come here...

They aren't bad people, they all want to solve the problem of Tianhua too. What have they done wrong Doctor Jiang, please don't take it to heart.

"I know."

Ginger wasn't someone with a small heart. She just smiled and said, "I've figured out a way, and they should be recovering soon, barring any unexpected issues."

"Really"

"Doctor Quan's face flushed with excitement, 'If you can truly crack the smallpox case, don't even mention others, Old Jiang will definitely be convinced!' "

"Doctor Quan, I'm like everyone else."

Jiang Wan tightened her face, "I don't seek fame or fortune, I just want to defeat the smallpox.

"Great!"

Dr. Quan was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes. He asked Ginger to stay with several critically ill patients, while he took Song Jiubian behind the curtain.

First, they extracted enough pus from the abscess before taking out the antidote pills that had been prepared beforehand.

"Eat it quickly, you'll be fine soon."

"Okay."

Song Jiubian didn't understand medicine, but he was obedient. He ate ginger paste as Jiang Wan told him to, and after eating it, he really felt that his whole body wasn't so uncomfortable anymore.

"He's awake, Lao Jiang is awake!"

Suddenly, Quandaifu's excited voice rang out. Ginger's lips curled up in a smile; she had succeeded on her first try. It seemed she truly was a genius.

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