A divine healer, a general, a young marquis! Who can rival them!

A group of people were waiting for the young master of the Zhou family.

Looking at that "potent medicine," my hands started to sweat.

Looking at his emaciated old father on the bed, and then at the young doctor in front of him.

The two old men were still watching coldly from the side.

Waiting to see the show.

The young master gritted his teeth for a very long time.

"Use it!" Her voice trembled. "Even the most famous doctors said my father's illness is incurable! I'll give it a shot, no matter what. I trust Dr. Yang's prescription this time."

The white-bearded man flicked his sleeve. "Fine! We won't take responsibility if anyone dies!"

The renowned doctor next to him added a sinister remark.

"Young master, have you considered the consequences?! Several ingredients in this prescription are extremely poisonous, and the old master at his age cannot withstand them!"

Was he bluffing or trying to distance himself?

Whether it was a violent death or a full-blown death, it was all Yang Hu's fault. He couldn't cure her? I've never seen any of you old doctors fail to diagnose her!

Yang Hu ignored him.

All he wanted was one sentence.

They brought the medicine to the bedside and fed it to the elderly man spoonful by spoonful.

After taking the medicine, the old man's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he swallowed the water and rice more easily than before.

Everyone in the room held their breath.

After drinking the medicine, Yang Hu stood aside and watched.

The room was so quiet that you could hear the candles crackling.

The four concubines and their maids dared not utter a sound. The maids stood with their hands at their sides, while Qin Ying, disguised as a young lady, hid in a corner, but her eyes were always fixed on the two famous doctors.

Yang Hu stared at the old man's face and counted his breaths.

He knew better than anyone what was going to happen next.

Nothing happened in the first hour.

The two renowned doctors exchanged a glance, their smiles betraying their undisguised sarcasm.

Just then, the old man suddenly began to have violent convulsions.

His face turned bright red, and he made a "hoarse" sound in his throat before he started vomiting.

The room was filled with noise.

"This is terrible!" The white-bearded old man seized the opportunity and raised his voice sharply. "Poisoned! I told you! It's a death sentence! This is mortal danger!"

The wives and concubines were all crying and making a scene.

The young master, pale-faced, rushed to the bedside and grabbed Yang Hu by the collar.

"You said it could be cured! You said it could be cured! Why is my dad vomiting like this?!"

The white-bearded man added fuel to the fire. "Get this quack out of here! Any further delay and someone will die!"

All eyes in the room turned back to them.

This time they're going to eat people!

Yang Hu's heart sank.

He knew that passing this hurdle was the most dangerous part!

Once the medicine takes effect, the bugs will crawl inside, and the old man will definitely vomit and have diarrhea. That's the effect of the medicine, not poison, that's killing him. It's just that you can't explain this kind of thing to him.

Let him say it!

Everyone in this room thinks you're just making excuses!

He had no choice but to bite the bullet.

"open!"

His voice wasn't loud, but it was very steady!

"Just throw up!"

"That's great news!"

"Wait a little longer!"

Yang Hu stared at him, speaking clearly and distinctly!

"Wait a minute!"

Yang Hu looked at him and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"If I'm not cured in one minute, you can hit me all you want!"

That immediately put them in their place.

That's not a hard statement.

This young doctor, even in this predicament, is not afraid at all.

That kind of composure even calmed the young master who had gone mad.

Waiting for fifteen minutes felt like an eternity.

After vomiting, the old man had diarrhea, making him look like a small rice dumpling.

The whole room smelled so bad that it was impossible to open your eyes!

Yang Hu stayed by the bedside, not daring to say a word.

The old man struggled for more than an hour, his face turning from blue to rosy, and his swollen, shiny belly also visibly relaxed a bit!

Yang Hu was confident.

insect!

It's over!

His gaze fell on the man's excrement and urine.

Just when everyone was about to give up, he suddenly reached out, took a silver needle, and poked at the man's excrement!

A black, thin, thread-like object was picked out.

And this thing is shaking!

It's an insect!

"Come and see, everyone!"

Yang Hu's voice echoed in the deathly silent house.

Everyone in the room came over, and when they looked at each other under the light, they all gagged.

Someone vomited on the spot.

Those picked out were clearly live, wriggling worms!

Everyone in the room was stunned.

The young wives who had just been crying and trying to drive Yang Hu away were now covering their mouths, unable to utter a single word.

The two old doctors looked worse than anyone else!

Having treated patients for decades, they had never seen a treatment like this before.

They picked the worms out one by one from the belly of a dying man!

"This...is this a bug that came out of my dad's butt?" The young master's voice changed!

"Water drum?"

Yang Hu gently put the silver needle down.

"The master's belly is full of worms!"

"It's because a bunch of worms blocked his intestines, causing indigestion and bloating, that's why he got so fat!"

He glanced again at the two old, renowned doctors who were already dead.

"Both of you have been highly skilled in medicine for many years. You treat the worms as if they were water worms, and the more tonics you take, the more the worms will be nourished."

"Master, you've all ruined his health!"

The white-bearded old man opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word!

The old man's face flushed red and then turned pale, eventually becoming incredibly white.

The young master stared dumbfounded at the insect on the silver needle, then looked at his father's relaxed face, and with a thud, he actually knelt down before Yang Hu!

"Dr. Yang...we were so blind...we almost killed the old man..."

He knelt down, and all the maids and women in the room followed suit.

That night, he took two more bowls of medicine.

As dawn approached, only a small portion of the worms in the old man's stomach were expelled.

The belly, which had swelled up like a large pot had been placed over it, slowly deflated.

In the morning, the old man slowly woke up.

With his eyes wide open, the first thing he uttered was, "Hungry..."

Everyone in the room was startled, and then burst into cheers.

After two days without food or water, and with all the city's renowned doctors saying he was doomed, he suddenly asked for food!

The maidservant quickly served the rice porridge.

The old man actually swallowed the spoonful by spoonful from the young master's hand.

"Father! Father, you can eat now!" the young master cried.

Everyone in the Zhou family cried, some laughed, and everyone was in complete chaos.

Several elderly servants kowtowed directly to Yang Hu.

"A miracle doctor! This is a miracle doctor!"

Yang Hu packed away his medicine box, his face still expressionless.

The first shot he needed had already been fired in this city.

In the corner, Qin Ying lowered her head, and her right hand, hidden in her sleeve, finally released the short knife.

She looked at Yang Hu with a somewhat inexplicable expression in her eyes.

How come this man, who seems so carefree, is still so calm at this point?

Several elderly servants knelt down directly in front of Yang Hu's retreating figure.

"Miracle doctor, miracle doctor, you're alive!"

Yang Hu packed his medicine box, his face expressionless.

The first shot he wanted had a good effect in the city.

In the corner, Qin Ying lowered her head, her right hand slipping out of her sleeve.

She glanced at Yang Hu, her gaze strangely unsettling.

The man who seemed carefree and irresponsible was as steady as a rock at this moment!

The young master wiped away his tears and solemnly bowed deeply to Yang Huchang.

"The Zhou family will never forget Dr. Yang's life-saving grace! Please feel free to ask for any consultation fees or gifts you may ask for! From now on, everyone in the Zhou family can follow Dr. Yang's orders in this city!"

Yang Hu smiled but did not immediately agree.

His eyes swept over the large house where people were laughing and crying at the same time.

The steward, the accountant, and the servants coming and going.

This Zhou residence and this "Zhou Ji" are indeed inextricably linked to that secret network of communication with the barbarians.

Or perhaps the Zhou family, like him, was tricked into going in by someone using a flagpole?

Now that he's cured Old Man Zhou, he has a reason to run around the mansion.

This is the perfect starting point for finding that hidden clue.

He was cured of his illness, but he couldn't find any of the hidden clues in the "weekly journal".

The water in the Zhou family's house looks like a blessing, but what's going on at the bottom?

The person he's looking for and the things he's investigating seem to have only revealed the tip of the iceberg!