Chapter 112: Be prepared or not

I immediately took Jin Jicao to boil water, and brought it to Zhu Ye.

"Do you understand pharmacology?"

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Ma Sanbao holding Jin Jicao Soup and turned to ask Zhu Ye.

"don't know."

Zhu Ye answered truthfully.

"I don't understand, you're still drinking nonsense, you don't want your life?"

Zhu Yuanzhang's face turned cold, and he stopped Ma Sanbao from handing over Jin Jicao Tang.

"Grandpa, how can you know if it's useful if it doesn't try?"

"Besides, if it really works, the plague will not spread."

Zhu Ye begged to look at Zhu Yuanzhang who was still hesitating: "Grandpa, the people of the Ming Dynasty are still waiting."

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, his expression relaxed.

He can't joke about Zhu Ye. Although the people are also very important to him, Zhu Ye is his grandson who has been lost and recovered.

He was the Ming Dynasty king he expected, and he could not tolerate any mistakes in Zhu Ye.

Seeing that his grandfather was still hesitating, Zhu Ye suddenly stood up and took the soup bowl from Ma Sanbao's hand, and drank the soup in one breath.

"Damn it, it's burning me to death."

After drinking Zhu Ye felt the heat, his throat hurt even more.

Just now, he tried too hard to grab the soup bowl. After Zhu Ye said this, his eyes turned dark and he fainted again.

It had been an afternoon since he woke up again.

In addition to Zhu Yuanzhang's worried look, the Zeng brothers kneeling on the ground, the imperial physician and Jiang Yan.

"What's wrong?"

Zhu Ye stood up and felt that it was indeed much easier now than before taking medicine.

Even my mind was not so drowsy, not to mention the previous uproaring stomach cramps, and there was no reaction at this time.

"Grandpa, it seems to be effective."

Zhu Ye said to Zhu Yuanzhang excitedly.

"Boy, you scared us to death."

Zhu Yuanzhang almost slapped him, but suddenly he thought that Zhu Ye was sick now, and the slap just fell on Zhu Ye's back and patted him lightly.

"Doctor, this Jinjicao is really effective. I can feel that I'll ask the doctor to find a few more people to try the efficacy."

Zhu Ye said straight to the doctor.

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"Jin Jicao..." The imperial physician heard Zhu Ye's words and looked at Zhu Yuanzhang in embarrassment.

"I have something to say and I have farts."

Zhu Yuanzhang saw the appearance of the imperial physician and snorted coldly.

"Go back to the emperor..." The imperial physician had just said that he remembered Zhu Yuanzhang's previous advice and could not reveal the emperor's identity, so he quickly changed his words.

"Sir, Jin Jicao is a specialty of Baiqi Country and will not be transported for a while."

"Besides, at this time, those merchants knew that there was a plague in the Ming Dynasty, and would definitely take the opportunity to raise the market price."

"This Jin Jicao is really hard to deal with."

The imperial doctor said with a bitter face, it’s not that he doesn’t want to do it, it’s really incompetent.

"Yes, even if you rush it, it will take several days to deliver it."

Zhu Yuanzhang was also in a little trouble.

"This is OK."

Zhu Ye heard Zhu Yuanzhang's words and said, "Grandpa, you forgot what your grandson does."

"Um?

What do you do, even if you can do it, you can save lives and help the wounded..."

When Zhu Yuanzhang was halfway through his words, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have seen Zhu Ye store a batch of herbs before the New Year, but he didn't know if there was no Jin Jicao.

"Damn, have you stocked up a batch of herbs..."

"Damn, can you be a predestined to know...?"

"Damn..."

Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't fuck him anymore, but he still didn't forget to stare at Zhu Ye.

"I won't predict the future, I'm just prepared for any trouble."

After Zhu Ye finished speaking, he said to Ma Sanbao again: "Calculate the inventory at home and leave it to the doctor for use first."

"There are also those Jin Jicao on the road, who should be around the corner. When he arrived, he sent him directly to the Five Army Capital Mansion and asked his grandfather to take him to the Imperial Hospital."

After saying that, Zhu Ye remembered something again and turned to look at Zhu Yuanzhang.

"Grandpa, let's go and see the well water in the city. If it is not surprising, it should be that the well water is polluted."

Zhu Ye remembers that in historical records, he said that the source of this plague was the well water in the city.

Because this problem is regional and there is no common food, the possibility lies in the water source.

Although Zhu Ye vaguely remembered that it was because the well water was contaminated, he didn't remember why the well water was contaminated.

Zhu Yuanzhang immediately ordered Jiang Qi to take people to investigate.

For two consecutive days, with the help of Jin Jicao, Zhu Ye quickly returned to his vitality.

After Zhu Yuanzhang saw that Zhu Ye was fine that day, he left to thoroughly investigate the problem of the well water.

So in the past two days, Zhu Ye has not seen his grandfather.

Before Zhu Yuanzhang could bring the news, Ma Sanbao ran into the yard.

"Young Master, something happened."

Ma Sanbao shouted at Zhu Ye.

"What happened?"

Zhu Ye asked while fiddling with Jin Jicao.

He already knew that the plague had been controlled and the trend of contagion was no longer there, so there was nothing to worry about.

"Young Master, the source of the plague has been found, and it is indeed a problem with water."

Ma Sanbao looked at Zhu Ye's expression and hesitated whether to tell Zhu Ye the truth.

"Isn't that good? Finding the source can solve the problem."

Zhu Ye put down the Jin Jicao in his hand.

Seeing Ma Sanbao's desire to speak but stop, Zhu Ye asked, "What's wrong? What else is there?"

"Young Master, do you really want to listen?"

Ma Sanbao asked carefully and tentatively.

"There is nothing you can't listen to, say."

Zhu Ye thought to himself that he just found a rat's nest, what else could he do?

"Seven or eight corpses were salvaged from the public well north of the city, and their faces were scratched and they could not even see their appearance."

Ma Sanbao said in a low voice.

Just as Ma Sanbao finished speaking, Zhu Ye suddenly vomited.

The worst result in his heart was the dead rat, but now Zhu Ye knew that he had actually drunk the dead water.

Of course he couldn't accept it.

After finally vomiting, there was nothing in his stomach. Zhu Yuanzhang strode into the yard.

As soon as he walked into the yard, Zhu Yuanzhang said, "Son, don't drink well water soon, that well water is terrible."

"I don't know which bitch raised me, but I actually threw the body in the well."

"If we catch them, we must tear them into pieces."

Zhu Yuanzhang's face was full of anger.

When Zhu Ye heard this, he let out a wow sound and couldn't help but vomit out even gastric juice.

Zhu Yuanzhang was startled and thought Zhu Ye was sick again: "It's okay."

"Grandpa, stop talking, I'm almost spitting out my bile."

Zhu Ye had a bitter face, and his face was pale because of vomiting.

"Hey, man, what are you afraid of in this matter?"

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhu Ye with disgust: "We have seen even eating human flesh on the battlefield before, so this little thing will not happen."
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