Water Margin: Did we kill Zheng Tu today?

Meanwhile, in the bedroom on the second floor, Jiang Zhushan was sizing up the young and beautiful woman in front of him, and the more he looked at her, the more itching he became.

The beautiful woman's face was filled with sorrow, and her eyes, as they darted about, were truly like a delicate flower reflected in water, or a willow swaying in the breeze. At this moment, due to her anxiety about her illness, her alluring face lost some of its charm and gained an even more pitiful and captivating allure.

She was truly exquisitely beautiful, with a face like a porcelain doll and stunning looks.

His wicked thoughts grew stronger, and he thought to himself, "There's no one around right now, and that shorty and Gu Shupi are fast asleep and unconscious. I'm alone in a room with this beautiful woman. If I use some tricks... looking at her like that, wouldn't she give in half-heartedly?"

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhushan's Adam's apple bobbed, and his mouth went dry.

He glanced around, then looked at Wu Da, who was fast asleep on the bed. The evil glint in his eyes became even more undisguised. He looked Pan Jinlian up and down, from her face to her chest, and then from her waist to her ankles.

He quietly took half a step, getting closer to Pan Jinlian.

Pan Jinlian noticed that Doctor Jiang was staring at her intently with an odd gaze, and she vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

Although this beautiful woman was alluring and loved to flaunt her charms, she wasn't someone who would look at just any Tom, Dick, or Harry. The man in front of her was neither as valiant and heroic as Wu Song, nor as strong and muscular as Zheng Tu.

With such a short and stocky build, how is he any different from Wu Dalang?

She instinctively took a half step back, leaning against the edge of the table, and forced a smile, saying, "Sir, why aren't you saying anything? What is the condition of my husband's illness?"

But as she retreated, her slender figure was fully revealed, coupled with a seductive face that seemed to both refuse and welcome, leaving everyone captivated.

Jiang Zhushan felt his heart tremble and could hardly contain himself; how could he possibly concentrate on diagnosing patients?

He changed the subject, asking an unrelated question: "This student dares not ask, madam... how old are you?"

This question was quite abrupt.

Pan Jinlian's expression changed, but before she could finish speaking, she suddenly heard a door being pushed open downstairs.

Then came the sound of swift, heavy footsteps approaching from afar.

From hearing the sound to seeing the figure, it took less than a breath!

Suddenly, a figure appeared at the top of the stairs. He was over eight feet tall, with bulging muscles, and his fierce appearance was fully revealed.

It was Zheng Tu!

Pan Jinlian was startled at first, but when she saw who it was, her beautiful eyes lit up.

The worry on his face vanished completely, as if he had found his pillar of support.

She lifted her skirt, took a few quick steps to avoid Jiang Zhushan, and like a swallow returning to its nest, bumped headfirst into Zheng Tu's broad chest.

"Uncle Zheng is here!"

It turned out that Zheng Tu had listened to what the old man selling fruit had said, and went west to search for him, asking at every clinic on West Street.

But what kind of stamina does he have now? What takes an ordinary person half an hour to walk, he can do in less than a quarter of an hour.

After searching all over West Street, they finally overheard some idlers talking in front of a clinic, saying that a stunningly beautiful woman was asking for a doctor, and that her appearance was exactly like that of Pan Jinlian.

Upon further inquiry, it was learned that Pan Jinlian had already invited a doctor back.

Zheng Tu felt relieved. Although he didn't know why he hadn't run into the two of them when he arrived, he didn't have time to think about it. He pushed off with his feet and returned to Zishi Street in no time.

Zheng Tu felt as if he had been bumped into by a soft, warm body. Although he felt that Pan Jinlian's actions were inappropriate and that there was a difference between men and women, he couldn't care less about that at the moment.

He gently helped Pan Jinlian away, his eyes fixed on Jiang Zhushan like cold lightning, and asked in a deep voice, "How is my brother's condition?"

Jiang Zhushan was stunned by this sudden turn of events and remained in a daze for a moment.

He was already driven by lust and was plotting how to succeed when suddenly a fierce-looking man, eight feet tall, barged into the room. Then he saw the beautiful woman he could only dream of nestled in the man's arms like a little bird.

He was both ashamed and angry. Although the beautiful woman had nothing to do with him, he inexplicably felt like he had been bullied and that he had been the one to back down.

I couldn't help but curse inwardly: "That 'Uncle Zheng'!" I knew then that this slut was no decent woman; she already had a lover!

But he dared not show it on his face at all. This fierce man was clearly not someone to be trifled with.

Jiang Zhushan quickly lowered his head and said honestly, "This... brave man, please report. Your pulse is weak and rapid, your lips are dark, your cough is weak and accompanied by fever. This is because you may have been exposed to unclean air in your food, and your spleen and stomach are weak, so the unclean air is trapped inside and rises to your lungs."

He was afraid of angering the fierce man, so he spoke very quickly.

"Students should first prescribe a mild remedy to detoxify, harmonize the middle jiao, moisten the lungs, and reduce fever, so as to slowly clear away the foul air and nourish the spleen and stomach. Under no circumstances should there be any loud noise, lest it disturb the patient's mind and worsen the condition."

These words were indeed true. Although he was distracted when taking Wu Da's pulse, he still managed to diagnose that Wu Da's illness was indeed caused by unclean food.

But as he spoke, his voice trembled, sweat beaded on his forehead, and he dared not look up at Zheng Tu.

Seeing that he spoke with great confidence, Zheng Tu nodded: "In that case, I would be grateful if you could prescribe a medicine. I will cover the cost of the medicine and consultation fee. If you cure Wu Da, I will reward you handsomely."

How could Jiang Zhushan dare to stay any longer?

He hurriedly took out paper and pen from his medical kit and wrote down the prescription with trembling hands: honeysuckle three qian, forsythia two qian, scutellaria one and a half qian, platycodon two qian, tangerine peel one qian... and noted the method of decoction.

After writing it down, he presented it to Zheng Tu with both hands and said in a low voice, "Get the medicine according to the prescription, two doses a day, one in the morning and one in the evening. I will come back for a follow-up visit in three days."

Zheng Tu took the prescription and looked at it. Seeing that the handwriting was neat and serious, he took out a piece of silver from his pocket and said, "Sir, you've worked hard."

Jiang Zhushan dared not ask for more. He accepted the money and said repeatedly, "Of course, of course." He slung his medical kit over his shoulder and went downstairs without looking back.

I walked all the way to the alley entrance in one breath, and the cold wind gradually calmed me down. Reflecting on what had just happened, I vaguely felt that my diagnosis might have missed something.

He couldn't figure it out for a moment, and was frightened by the fierce man, so he had no other thoughts.

He shook his head, cursing under his breath, "Damn it! The prize I was about to get has slipped away! That guy looks so fierce, could he be that slut's lover? And Wu Da's green headband is just too much..."

He grumbled and went back to the clinic in a huff.

Upstairs, Zheng Tu watched Jiang Zhushan walk away, paid more attention to the doctor, and then turned to look at Pan Jinlian.

"Sister-in-law, please get the medicine according to the prescription and take good care of Brother Wu."

Pan Jinlian took the prescription, looked up at Zheng Tu, her eyes slightly red: "Thanks to Uncle for arriving in time today..." She hesitated, biting her lip.

Seeing the beautiful woman on the verge of tears, Zheng Tu felt helpless. She truly was a femme fatale; what a nuisance…

He pondered for a moment, looked at Pan Jinlian, and his expression turned serious.

After about half a day...

Zheng Tu then emerged from the Wu family's residence, looking refreshed and invigorated.