Chapter 5: The Divine Doctor

Lao Lian's face turned red. How do you know that I stole the meat from the host's kitchen? Did I grab it before it was even cooked? Not just once! I often used the old master's name to go to the kitchen to "inspect the work," taking advantage of the cook's inattention to steal meat. The cook doesn't even know about this. Could it be that this young man is a deity? Can he predict the future?

What is there to be concerned about? Xie returned from thousands of miles away, and his origins are also unclear. Others avoid him, but only Uncle Zhang treats me with sincerity. Xie feels grateful in his heart, unable to repay! Saying this, he stood up and solemnly bowed to Zhang Yao.

The close servant, Shui Gen, entered, and as Zhang Yao finished dressing, she asked: "Where is my esteemed nephew, Si Hua? What arrangements were made for last night?"

Zhang Yao stood up abruptly, tears shimmering in her excited eyes, her mouth trembling and unable to speak. Chen Xie, however, remained calm, standing up and saying: "Let's go, I need to take a look, there are some things I need to clarify, and I might as well get some medicine."

Zhang Yao felt quite embarrassed, but seeing that Chen Xie did not mean to mock her, she waved her hand and said: "Uncle Laifu, please wait down there. Whatever we do later, we will follow Brother Chen's wishes."

"Hehe, Zhang, having reached the age of forty, may I call out to my esteemed nephew, Si Hua?" Zhang Yao stroked his beard, appearing calm, yet feeling somewhat anxious inside. Would this little fellow not give him face? After becoming a successful candidate, it was the first time Zhang Yao felt such a lack of confidence. Back in Henan, he had dared to resign from his official position due to dissatisfaction with the corruption of his superiors and the darkness of the court, yet now he found himself feeling so insecure.

Chen Xie stood up and walked in front of Lai Fu. After carefully examining him from top to bottom, especially staring at the yellowish-white spots on his face for a while, he smiled and said: "Do you often have a stomach ache?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Xie felt a bit confused. A courtesy name? Fortunately, having read some novels, he knew that ancient people had two names. He quickly made up a response: "My courtesy name is Sihua!"

The efficacy of the medicine is remarkable. The old gentleman has already sat up with the support of the maid and is astonished to see Chen Xie enter, as he has never encountered such a young doctor before. "Thank you, divine physician, for saving my life!" he said, struggling to get up.

"Old steward, I already know everything, so there's no need to discuss it here." Upon hearing this from Chen Xie, Zhang Yao became even more curious and quickly said, "No, you must tell me."

At that moment, Laifu entered as well. Chen Xie glanced at the old fellow, and with a quick turn of his eyes, an idea formed in his mind. You questioned me, didn't you? I will show you what immediate therapeutic effects truly mean

Zhang Yao, curious, stepped in boldly. Chen Xie had only fallen asleep at one o'clock last night, but compared to the casualties of staying up late until one or two in modern society, it was nothing. Sure enough, he got up early, and when he looked at his watch, it was just a little past six. When he got up in the morning, a small issue arose; just now, that maid somehow came in, saw Chen Xie in his shorts, and, embarrassed, covered her face and hurriedly left the things behind as she exited. Chen Xie found it strange, unaware that the backyard of a prominent family in the Ming Dynasty was a forbidden area for outsiders.

"Mr. Zhang, you are too polite. I am twenty-three years old, so you may call me by my name, Chen Xie. " Chen Xie felt that this Zhang Yao was the key to his wealth and success during the Ming Dynasty, so he was particularly concerned about maintaining a good relationship. In modern society, addressing someone by their name is quite common, unlike in this era, where directly calling someone by their name could be considered an insult.

After expressing his gratitude repeatedly, Chen Xie administered medication again, this time increasing the dosage of streptomycin, while penicillin was discontinued. He mixed in a bit of Yunnan Baiyao to consolidate the treatment effect. He instructed the maid to call him once the medicine was finished so he could remove the needle before getting up to leave. The old master repeatedly emphasized the importance of treating the divine doctor well, and after Zhang Yao assured him with a pat on his chest, he emerged with a beaming smile.

After a thorough examination and asking several related questions, Chen Xie confirmed that this is indeed tuberculosis. Given this, the previous medication was correct. According to modern treatment methods, a small amount of streptomycin and a halved normal dose of penicillin, along with a bit of Yunnan Baiyao for hemostasis, can yield excellent results through intravenous injection

Laifeng was stunned as if he had been electrocuted, instinctively nodding his head. Chen Xie smiled with satisfaction, took out a bottle from his bag, poured out two pills, and handed them over: "Take these, and pay attention to personal hygiene in the future. Do not drink raw water, and make sure to cook the meat thoroughly before eating."

After a busy day, the two sat in the living room, drinking tea and resting. It was getting late, and it was time to prepare dinner. However, Zhang Yao could no longer see Lai Fu, who had just been beside her and had vanished in the blink of an eye. She called out several times but saw no one. Just as she was getting annoyed, Lai Fu appeared, running while fastening his belt, continuously shouting: "Divine Doctor! Divine Doctor!"

Chen Xie quickly intervened, saying: "There is no need to rush the meal. I have examined the old gentleman's condition and administered the medication; he is basically out of danger. We should focus on arranging a new residence as soon as possible, so that when the old gentleman wakes up, we can move him."

She got up and was just looking at the picture book... You can go take a look and you'll know, anyway I can't explain it clearly, my mouth is full of foam, it's quite strange. After saying this, Yuzhu hurriedly left, as if she was avoiding something, her face still flushed.

Lai Fu has not yet gone out, and Su Xin appeared with a maid. Upon seeing Chen Xie, she knelt down and said: "I, as a servant, thank the divine physician on behalf of my master! After using the divine physician's medicine, my master has already awakened, his cough is not as severe, and the bleeding has stopped."

This is not acceptable, does the young man have a courtesy name? Zhang Yao would not dare to call him by his name directly, that would be too disrespectful

Last night, the master got drunk, and Young Master Si Hua and I carried you back together. Do you not remember at all? Young Master Si Hua also went to check on the old master’s condition and only went to rest after confirming that everything was stable. At this moment, Young Master Si Hua probably hasn’t gotten up yet, as it was quite late last night.

This is bad; this plastic bottle is not something that should exist in this time and space. Chen Xie silently lamented, swiftly tossing the bottle back into the bag and forcing a smile as if nothing had happened

This is a serious matter, Zhang Yao nodded repeatedly. She instructed Laifu to call all the servants in the house to the courtyard. The Zhang family is the largest landowner in the area, possessing 1,500 acres of land, with a total of about thirty servants and maids. This does not include the residence in Dengzhou City, where Zhang Yao's wife and children live, adding another ten or so people.

In a good mood, the more one drinks, the more comfortable it feels, and one tends to drink a lot. Zhang Yao's tolerance for alcohol is just average; after consuming about ten bowls of the homemade rice wine from the farm, her legs become unsteady, and her body sways in the chair, making her speech somewhat slurred. She herself is unaware of when she was carried off to rest. Upon waking up, feeling refreshed, Zhang Yao finally recalls the events of the previous night involving drinking.

The sound of the *picture* book made Zhang Yao's heart bloom with joy. Upon seeing Chen Xie, it was clear he was not a child from an ordinary family; the things he used were unfamiliar to him. With such a background, acknowledging a relative would not be a loss of face. If he could truly cure the old gentleman, it would be even more perfect. "Very well, I, Zhang, will acknowledge Si Hua as my nephew."

Zhang Yao felt a surge of joy in her heart, stood up and asked, "What is it? Has the old master woken up?" Lai Fu repeatedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, what I meant was, I took two pieces of that white medicine at noon, and just now my stomach started to hurt, so I went to the restroom. Guess what happened next?"

The Zhang family's banquet is ready, with a table full of dishes. Zhang Yao invites Chen Xie to take a seat, personally pours the wine, and raises the glass, saying: "Esteemed nephew, I toast this glass of wine to you for saving the old master. For me, Zhang, this kindness is as if I have been reborn."

Zhang Yao held her forehead and forced a smile, saying, "I am truly ashamed!" After tidying herself up, Zhang Yao stepped out and hurried towards the west wing guest room in the opposite courtyard. Upon entering the courtyard, she saw a maid carrying a basin of water and called out, "Yuzhu, has Young Master Sihua gotten up?"

The vital signs are very stable, so the old gentleman can rest assured during treatment. After recovery, he should move around more; living another ten or eight years is not a problem. Upon hearing this, everyone in the room displayed joyful smiles.

"Insects, all insects, I even counted them, I pulled out sixteen insects, ..." Laifeng said excitedly, vividly describing the scene. Zhang Yao felt a bit nauseated listening to him and quickly waved her hand, saying, "Stop talking, let's hurry outside."

To speak frankly, in Chen Xie's view, the maid Zhang Jia is all the same. It is not worth mentioning how she looks, as her chest is quite flat. Without the self-awareness of a local tyrant, Chen Xie naturally would not have any inappropriate thoughts. In reality, the maids arranged beside him, even if he were to take them to bed, would have no choice but to comply. Moreover, Chen Xie is currently fair-skinned and tall, which makes him quite attractive to the young maids. In reality, the maids arranged beside him, even if he were to take them to bed, would have no choice but to comply. Moreover, Chen Xie is currently fair-skinned and tall, which makes him quite attractive to the young maids

Chen Xie secretly laughed upon hearing this; this old man must have worms in his belly, and with two doses of deworming medicine, how could he not expel the worms

Is this the elixir that immortals drink

Old Master, your illness came on suddenly. It has just been brought under control, and it will take some time for a complete recovery. You should lie down for now; I will ask a few questions and then leave.

This has become a family affair. Zhang Yao is also a person of strong character; otherwise, she would not have resigned from her official position so gracefully. She immediately instructed her servants to prepare food and drinks, intending to drink with Chen Xie.

Chen Xie smiled as he raised his wine glass and said, "Uncle Zhang, you are being too formal. I have no family left in this world; you are my only relative here. Since we are family, there is no need for such polite words; it is all my duty to do these things."

Following Chen Xie's instructions, Lai Fu directed the servants to get busy. A clean room was prepared, ensuring good air circulation, and several elderly women were tasked with making masks. It was stipulated that anyone entering the old gentleman's sickroom must wear a mask. Chen Xie also specifically instructed that if the old gentleman's concubine, Su Xin, felt any signs of fever, she must immediately inform Chen Xie

Zhang Yao looked at him with a completely different expression; this young man seemed to have a background that was not so simple. He looked down on the tea from her family, which was not inferior at all, being the pre-Qingming Longjing that she herself was reluctant to drink. He brought his own water in a transparent bottle adorned with colorful patterns. (In fact, it was just one yuan per bottle, haha)