"This Taoist priest, you are?"
An old man walked up to Sun Simiao and asked curiously. He was none other than Elder Wen from before.
Sun Simiao hurriedly cupped his hands.
"I am Sun Simiao, here to treat the refugees.”
Sun Simiao's great name was like thunder piercing his ears! Since the Nanbei Dynasty, he could be seen whenever there was a natural or man-made disaster.
If there was an outbreak of a plague, he would be there to help the victims.
Even if there were flash floods, earthquakes, and other natural disasters, he would still be on the scene to help the injured.
Therefore, among the people, Sun Simiao was a living immortal, a true immortal!
Sun Simiao was born in the seventh year of the Western Wei Dynasty!
According to historical records, he died in the first year of Tang Yongchun.
There were still nearly 50 years to go!
He had lived for 141 years! In this era where it was already incredible to live to the age of 50 or 60, what was the concept of living to the age of 141?
The current Sun Simiao was already ninety years old, and he had lived through three dynasties, the Western Wei, the Northern Zhou, and the Great Sui!
He had even witnessed the decline of the Sui Dynasty and the rise of the Great Tang!
Therefore, when Elder Wen heard his name, he was shocked.
"It's actually Priest Sun!"
Elder Wen is 62 years old this year! He looked like an old man in his seventies or eighties, but in front of Priest Sun, he was really young!
Because Priest Sun was ninety years old. In this era, this was something that was unimaginable.
"Old man, why is it different here? It doesn't look like everyone is suffering from smallpox!”
Sun Simiao asked with a frown.
Elder Wen smiled, his eyes filled with sincere respect. He cupped his hands at a thatched hut in the distance.
"That's because of Young Master Ye. He didn't care about his life and death, he was infected with the smallflower just to enter this place.”
"Then, he used his specially made divine medicine to treat small-flower for us. At this moment, other than the people who were seriously ill and dying, everyone has recovered.”
Shocked. Sun Simiao was so shocked that his beard was broken.
"What is it? You've recovered?"
Sun Simiao was shocked and quickly said.
"Medicine, where's the medicine? Let me see?"
Elder Wen was shocked and hurriedly brought the remaining medicinal soup over to Sun Simiao.
Sun Simiao didn't mind that it was dirty. He directly tasted it and savored it carefully. He was instantly shocked.
"This! This medicine really seemed to be effective against small-flower!”
Sun Simiao was already ninety years old. He had experienced three dynasties and had experienced many disasters.
Therefore, he was really familiar with this disaster.
He only had to taste it and he was sure that this medicine was really effective against small-flower.
Then, he followed Elder Wen into the shed where the seriously ill patients were. He personally watched them take their medicine and took their pulses.
In the end, they came up with a shocking fact. Smallpox had really been cured!
Shock, excitement, and even more disappointment.
He had thought that he had spent his entire life and had already reached the peak of the medical path. However, he did not expect that he was still a frog at the bottom of a well.
However, he did not think too much about it. He directly burst out with the speed that did not belong to a ninety-year-old man and rushed out.
As expected, he was stopped by the imperial guards, and Li Junxian happened to be there. He curiously looked at Sun Simiao. Could Doctor Sun have regretted his decision and was about to come out?
"Hurry up! Quickly report to His Majesty! With the birth of the divine medicine, small-flower had been completely cured!”
Before Li Junxian could speak, Sun Simiao spoke first.
The moment he said that, the entire place shook. The weapons in the soldiers 'hands involuntarily fell to the ground.
"Ding dong!"
Li Junxian immediately snapped out of his daze.
He suddenly took a few steps forward, and the aura of a general burst forth as he asked Sun Simiao in a deep voice.
"Doctor Sun, is what you said true?"
He didn't believe other people's words, because there was no cure for small-flower.
However, Sun Simiao, who had lived through three dynasties, had to believe that he was a benevolent doctor. Everyone knew that he would definitely not speak nonsense!
"It's true! It was true! The small-flower disease has been cured!"
"Quickly tell His Majesty and the imperial court to spread the treatment method for smalllessness throughout the country as soon as possible!”
"There's hope! The millions of people of the Great Tang are saved!"
Sun Simiao was so excited that his entire body trembled. He even fell to the ground and wailed!
He had started learning medicine when he was a child and had been dealing with the plague and smalllessness with his master since he was a child.
However, a full 80 years had passed, and he had lost again and again! Sun Simiao was in extreme pain every time he saw a smallpox patient die in front of him.
He blamed his medical skills for not being able to cure small-flower!
And now, small-flower had been completely cured! The Despair Calamity that had ruled over the past dynasties had been completely eradicated! Sun Simiao's emotions were extremely complicated!
Sun Simiao couldn't help but wail when he thought about how his master had held his hand and said that he hoped that he could find a cure for small-flower one day.
"Master, did you see that? The small-flower disease has been cured, but it wasn't done by me.”
Looking at the sky, Sun Simiao muttered to himself," The small-flower has been cured!"
Li Junxian ignored the slightly deranged Sun Simiao and bellowed.
"Lead the horse! I want to enter the city!"
Li Junxian roared! His eyes were filled with excitement! The smallflower was eradicated, and the Great Tang was saved!
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