This memory of studying drugs is quite boring. The doctors in the city are already anxious like ants on a hot pan, taking care of those patients who are not particularly serious.

However, the epidemic is not waiting for anyone. With such close contact with the patients, many doctors even fell ill themselves, which added a bit of gray despair to the sky of this small town.

Although the arrival of the monk has slightly alleviated this urgent need, it has not helped much.

There are some twists and turns in it. At first, everyone was a little disappointed when they saw that the monk was very young, and they didn't plan to ask him as a doctor to consult those patients. After all, generally speaking, most of the guys of this age are still elementary apprentices in the hall, so they didn't know too much medical skills.

In the conventional impression, the older the doctor's medical skills will be.

It was thanks to the old doctor who wrote to his master that came forward to ensure his medical skills and offered to let the monk come to the clinic to see the patients.

Fortunately, the performance in the next two days seemed to be quite superb in the monk's medical skills and did not disappoint his expectations. Although there was no good solution to this strange epidemic in a short period of time, the prescriptions he wrote all alleviated the patient's illness to a certain extent, allowing those poor people to see the hope of life!

As a result, the others couldn't help but change their opinions. After all, Master is the teacher, perhaps this young monk is even more powerful than them in medical skills, and he would like to ask him for advice on many difficult and complicated diseases.

The patients also gradually became respectful to the monk from the beginning. When they entered and left, they would greet him enthusiastically, "Little Master". Even the officers and soldiers sent by the government to check the epidemic situation also looked at him differently.

However, these are actually not very important to the monk himself. Because he cares more about how to cure those patients and relieve their illnesses.

In addition, he also carefully studied the sudden outbreak and tried many different solutions, but unfortunately, the experiments for several consecutive days ended in failure.

But he did not give up because he had a new understanding of every failure, and he was one step closer to developing the real antidote.

He dared not slacken in any way, even when he was sleeping at night, because every few minutes of delay would mean that more people would die.

As the epidemic continues to spread, according to the news obtained by chance, it can be seen that infected people have gradually appeared in several nearby towns, including the small town where they were before!

Time is hard to wait, he must seize the time!

Du Bai was not idle or closed his eyes to rest during this period. First, he walked around and observed if there were any clues within this limited memory.

Yes, these memories do not print the entire world, but rather scenes that are quite similar but more realistic to the previous dreams. They are bounded by the area that can be covered by the sight and consciousness of the person who experienced it as the boundary. There is only a white mist farther away, without anything practical.

After all, a mortal can only understand what he experiences every day. How could he have the daily routine of the emperor far away in the Golden Palace in his memory? Not to mention the matters about immortals and gods.

However, although there is nothing special, it is also quite interesting to take these opportunities to observe the changes in folk customs this thousand years ago.

A thousand years is enough to change a dynasty, and both words and words will change.

However, these are not the main things. Du Bai did not go too far for more time, but took the initiative to follow the main perspective of Monk Wuhong to conduct research on drugs.

The other party's medical skills are indeed very clever. Du Bai can take this opportunity to learn some knowledge about pharmacology, as well as some medical skills that have been lost in later generations over time or for some turmoil. This is also a surprise.

As time slowly passed in this memory world, Monk Wuhong carefully studied the herbs and prescriptions, while Du Bai was seriously stolen. In the blink of an eye, another three or four days passed.

During this period, neither fairies nor demons appeared, and only the number of deaths gradually increased as the epidemic spreads.

However, Du Bai was not impatient. He believed in his judgment and continued to wait patiently.

Until the afternoon of this day, when he was preparing a pain relief prescription for a patient, Wuhong thought carefully about the knowledge about pharmacology in his mind, while lifting a pen to write the prescription on paper.

"One chunk of angelica...half a tael of licorice..."

However, at this moment, his pen tip suddenly paused, and he seemed to remember something in his mind. In an instant, a thunder flashed, which made his face slightly change. Then the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising, and he shouted in ecstasy: "I understand! I understand!"

He put down his pen and stood up so excited that he forgot to do so. The stool behind him accidentally fell to the ground because of his excessive movements. The loud noise immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the clinic.

"Wuhong, what do you understand?"

An old doctor saw that he looked a little strange and asked in confusion.

"I thought of a prescription to solve this disease!" Wu Hong said excitedly, "As long as you can cook Chinese medicine according to this prescription, you can definitely save these patients!"

"really?!"

Hearing this, everyone in the clinic who was already suffering from illness and suffering was astonished as the doctors and patients, and they all looked at him in disbelief.

Even Du Bai was a little surprised. After all, this was an epidemic deliberately emitted by demons. Can this mortal without any extraordinary power really defeat it with his own strength?

"Yes! It should be true!" Wu Hong kept arranging the order and portion of the herbs in his mind, and felt more and more that the prescription was very reliable. He couldn't help but feel excited. He handed the patient in his hand to other patients, turned around and went to the medicine cabinet, wanting to try it as soon as possible.

The first few medicines were found very smoothly. Because they were quite common, they were enough. However, when he was looking for the last medicine, he couldn't find them. He couldn't help but feel a little anxious and asked the guy next to him.

The guy took a look at the prescription and suddenly felt a little annoyed: "My little master is really sorry. There are almost very few prescriptions used in daily life, and it is quite inconvenient to pick them. After using up the stock before, it encountered the current epidemic situation. If the manpower is insufficient, it did not replenish it in time..."

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