Aunt Jin thought about it and felt that the clinic not far from the tribute hospital was not very safe, so she simply took Fang Zheng to the last clinic with Feng Qing.

The doctor and Aunt Jin are also familiar with each other, and the clinic is a little bit biased. If the yamen runners regretted it, they would not be so easy to find them if they wanted to come over and arrest people.

"Uncle Liu, I have to ask you to treat my nephew. He has been having a high fever for three days." Aunt Jin entered the door first, and the last patient in the clinic happened to leave.

"Why did you come here in three days?" As soon as he looked up, Doctor Liu knew about the student uniforms on Fang Zheng and Zheng Jiaxian and the burden on his back.

Fang Zheng did not mention his medical skills. He sat in front of Dr. Liu with a righteous look and stretched out his hand.

When he touched Fang Zheng's pulse, Dr. Liu's eyebrows twitched, "How could it be so severe?"

"Don't the tribute school have medicine? You didn't drink it?" Dr. Liu asked again.

Before the provincial examination every year, officers and soldiers from the tribute school will look and purchase medicinal materials in case of emergency needs.

Because of these prepared medicines, no candidates in the Gongyuan have died in the examination hall over the years.

"After drinking the medicine, it will have some effects in a short time. Once the medicine is over, it will cause fever again." Fang Zheng replied.

Doctor Liu took his pulse on Fang Zheng's right wrist and asked him to stretch out his left hand.

"Do you know what medicine you are drinking?" Dr. Liu asked casually.

He didn't think Fang Zheng could reply.

But unexpectedly, Fang Zheng recited the prescription slowly.

This is the medicine he prescribed himself, so he naturally can't understand it very well.

He was feeling uncomfortable and felt in many cases. The prescription he prescribed that day was just ordinary wind and cold medicine. After taking it for three days, Fang Zheng knew that he had prescribed the wrong prescription.

Sure enough, Doctor Liu observed Fang Zheng's expression and tongue coating again, then asked a few questions, then frowned, "You are ordinary typhoid fever, and the medicine you drink is also the right symptom. You are still in high fever now. You should be suffering from cold again in the past three days and are overworked. You should have to rest well in the next few days. This typhoid fever is not a trivial matter. If you don't pay attention, it will also cause death."

It was also a loss for three days, otherwise Fang Zheng would have lost his life to go out of the exam room.

Feng Qingxin trembled.

She knew that typhoid fever was an extremely terrible disease in ancient times, with a high mortality rate. She didn't know what the sadness caused. However, she also knew that ordinary wind-cold was also considered a type of typhoid fever, while typhoid fever not only included wind-cold, typhoid fever is the general term for all external fever diseases.

If it is wind and cold, it is easy to treat, but this typhoid fever-

"Doctor, my husband will be fine." Feng Qing grabbed Fang Zheng's hand tightly. Her heart sank to the bottom of the valley, but she still looked at Doctor Liu stubbornly, hoping to get a positive answer from Doctor Liu.

Dr. Liu looked up and glanced at Feng Qing, "What are you?"

This little lady seems familiar, but it’s not that Dr. Liu has a good memory, but Feng Qing is really eye-catching.

"She was the last time I brought the clinic." Aunt Jin explained with a smile.

Dr. Liu suddenly realized that Aunt Jin would come to the clinic three or four times a year. Dr. Liu was familiar with Aunt Jin and asked, "Are you still dizzy these days?"

"Doctor, I'm fine, how about my husband?" She didn't tell Fang Zheng about being so stunned. When Dr. Liu mentioned this time, Feng Qing leaned against Fang Zheng, but did not dare to look at Fang Zheng.

"Madam, what happened that day?" Fang Zheng took a step back and wanted to retract his hand.

Feng Qing looked up in panic and hurriedly said, "Mr., I will turn back to tell you about this matter. Please ask Doctor Liu to take the pulse carefully. Let's take the doctor first. Let's take the doctor first. I'll tell you carefully when you are well."

The typhoid fever really scared Feng Qing. She held Fang Zheng's hand tightly, "Don't be angry, my husband, I didn't mean to not tell you."

"Silly lady." Fang Zheng pinched Feng Qing's ear beads with heartache, and didn't care that so many people were watching him. He hugged the person in his arms, patted her on the back, and then stepped back, laughing and said, "How could you be angry with you for your husband? It's just that this typhoid fever will cause infection, and I worry about my husband."

"I'm not afraid." Feng Qing took another step forward to Fang Zheng.

"My wife should take good care of herself, and she still needs her husband's care." Fang Zheng smiled again.

Although he said he wanted Feng Qing to take care of him, Fang Zheng was not worried or afraid on his face.

Seeing that the two were about to continue chatting, Dr. Liu cleared his throat and said to Feng Qing, "Don't make a fuss. Although typhoid fever can harm human life, it's not serious. He has been taking another three days of medicine. I will change my prescription and take it for a few more days."

He has been practicing medicine for so many years, and the end of his experience is typhoid fever. After seeing more, he naturally has experience. He has summarized various prescriptions for typhoid fever, which are of great effect on the treatment of typhoid fever.

Even though Fang Zheng has read many medical books and heard Dr. Tao talk about various cases, he has never seen a few patients in person. He knows that he is just talking about it on paper, and this time he is helpless to prescribe medicine for himself.

Compared with Dr. Liu, there are still many things that are not enough.

Dr. Liu was about to write a prescription, but then he thought of something. He looked up and asked strangely, "How did you know the prescription for the medicine you are taking?"

"I have read a few medical books below, and I prescribed the prescription myself." Fang Zheng replied.

"You prescribed your own prescription?" This was beyond Dr. Liu's expectations. He looked up and down at Fang Zheng, and then asked, "Is there a medical examination in this provincial examination?"

Doctor Liu knew that he could not take medical skills in the provincial examination, so he looked at Fang Zheng with disagreement.

"Although you have read medical books, you have never learned from your master. You must be extremely cautious when prescribing medicine. If you have few mistakes, it is life." Doctor Liu said in disagreement, "Even if it is used on yourself, it will not work."

Doctor Liu has been practicing medicine for decades, but he is the most unworthy of being a three-legged cat, but he claims to be a doctor.

"Fang Zheng remembers what Dr. Liu said in mind." Fang Zheng was not angry when Dr. Liu scolded him, but instead listened respectfully.

Dr. Liu's face was better, "But this time it's not your fault. There is no doctor in the Gongyuan to see you. The prescriptions in the Gongyuan will not kill anyone, but they also need to prescribe the right medicine."

Fang Zheng listened to Doctor Liu's words one by one, and remembered them respectfully.

Doctor Liu was in a better mood. He glanced at Fang Zheng and asked casually, "Why do you want to read medical books? But are you interested in medical skills?"

Many candidates went to the tribute school several times, but they could not pass the provincial examination and had no choice but to return to their hometown. They studied hard for more than ten years, so they naturally did not want to go back to their hometown to farm. A few went to teach, some went to wealthy families to be accountants, and naturally some wanted to be doctors halfway through the journey. Not only did they come to Dr. Liu to become a disciple, but Dr. Liu not only looked at talent but also character.

So far, he has only brought three apprentices. These three apprentices have opened clinics each. Doctor Liu has confiscated his disciples in recent years. Seeing Fang Zheng, a self-taught person, naturally he cared more about it.

"I have been weak since childhood and can't live without medicine all day long. After a long time, I have some preferences." Fang Zheng did not mention that he read medical books for his wife.

When Doctor Liu took Fang Zheng's pulse, he also found that Fang Zheng had a serious illness. He suddenly looked up and looked straight at Fang Zheng, asking, "Has your disease been cured by prescriptions for yourself?"

"Liu Laogao is in trouble. This disease was cured by an old doctor in Xia’s hometown." Fang Zheng was full of respect when talking about Mr. Tao.

"Did you learn a little from that doctor?" Perhaps because of his concern for his colleagues, Dr. Liu couldn't help asking.

Fang Zheng shook his head, feeling a little regretful, "Old Tao is old and unable to do so. He gave his medical books to the bottom. Most of the time he was reading them, and he would ask Mr. Tao if he didn't understand."

Doctor Liu knew that he also loved Fang Zheng a little, but he didn't know how Fang Zheng was doing academic research, so he didn't speak rashly.

"Take this medicine back and come back after three days." Dr. Liu pointed to one of the bags and handed over the other bag. "If the heat is high, fry the bag and drink it, three meals a day. It's so hot. You can use more warm water to wipe your body. If you don't burn it, you don't need to drink this medicine."

Remember all the words of Dr. Liu in your heart.

Before leaving, Dr. Liu gave Fang Zheng an injection. After Fang Zheng was sweating all over, the temperature gradually dropped, and the group left the clinic.

There have been so many things happening to Fang Zheng and Feng Qing these days, and Aunt Jin is worried that they will go back to live. Anyway, Aunt Jin has already finished the exam, so Aunt Jin simply lets them live directly in her yard.

She liked both children, and Aunt Jin also wanted them to come and live there.

Aunt Jin's house is closer to the clinic, but Feng Qing did not refuse this time.

The lady agreed, but Fang Zheng naturally would not refuse.

If you want to stay at Aunt Jin's house for a few more days, you have to move all the things you usually wear. Fang Zheng fell ill, and Feng Qing and Aunt Jin were weak women again. Zheng Jiaxian volunteered. He took the book boy and moved Feng Qing's pack to Aunt Jin's house one by one.

These days it really hurt Zheng Jiaxian.

After the last trip, Zheng Jiaxian was so tired that he rolled his eyes.

He usually doesn't have any diligence in his limbs and grains.

This time I was really tired.

When Feng Qing was tidying up the yard he rented, Aunt Jin decocted medicine for Fang Zheng at home, and then cooked porridge and prepared the dishes.

After Zheng Jiaxian moved all the bags, Aunt Jin's meal was ready.

The medicine needs to be boiled for a while.

Even if Fang Zheng didn't say it, Feng Qing knew that the two of them were thanks to Zheng Jiaxian when they came out of the Gongyuan.

Zheng Jiaxian wiped his sweat. When he was about to go back, Feng Qing naturally stopped him.

In fact, Zheng Jiaxian was also guilty. He looked at Feng Qing with a silence, "Madam Fang, the matter at the gate of the Gongyuan was actually caused by me, and Brother Fang was implicated by me."

If he hadn't bought the books, he wouldn't have provoked these people.

Judging from the tone of the yamen runner, he could not escape the prison. Before being arrested, he wanted to apologize to Fang Zheng and Feng Qing himself.

"It's not your business." Feng Qing shook his head.

Even though her husband didn't tell her the whole process, she knew that someone was deliberately targeting her husband.

Zheng Jiaxian felt more and more guilty when Feng Qing was so sensible.

He sniffed and quietly wiped away the wetness in the corners of his eyes.

A man doesn’t cry easily, but he is not moved.

Feng Qing repeatedly tried to keep him, and then Zheng Jiaxian stayed.

After returning from the clinic, Feng Qing urged Fang Zheng to go to bed.

Seeing that Fang Zheng had been sleeping for almost an hour, Feng Qing served a bowl of minced meat porridge and went to the southwest house.

This room was slept with Feng Qing before. The mattress and quilt inside were all new. Because of the smell of a lady, Fang Zheng slept soundly.

Putting the still hot bowl at the head of the bed, Feng Qing touched Fang Zheng's forehead, and the palm of her hand became cold. She leaned into the quilt and covered Fang Zheng's back. Sure enough, there was a sensation of wet and heat on her back.

Just sweat, Feng breathed easily.

She sat at the head of the bed and looked at Fang Zheng with distress.
To be continued...