Qiao Qiaoer rushed over and grabbed the paper, and hurriedly looked it, and saw that it said, "I'm fine, don't look for me. I'll come back in a few days. The medicine tied on Huangqiu is for Lord Peng to relieve cough and asthma. It can be used alone, or it can be used with Ophiopogon japonicus and licorice." The following signature is Zuo Shaoyang.

Qiao Qiaoer said in a series of anxious voices: "Why don't my husband come back? Where is he? Why do you tie the medicine to the squirrel's back and send it? What's wrong with my husband?"

Bai Zhihan was also very worried, but in order not to increase Qiao Qiaoer's psychological burden, she could only comfort her with a smile and said, "Madam, don't worry. Judging from the note, the master knew that we were looking for him in Huashan, so he didn't let us find him anymore. This means that the master is fine. He must have been delayed and he will be back in a few days."

After listening to Bai Zhihan's analysis, Qiao Qiaoni was a little relieved. Miao Peilan was still a little worried: "It's very cold on Mount Hua, and Brother Zuo is not wearing much clothes. What if he catches a cold?"

Bai Zhihan forced a smile: "You guys, you guys are not children, you can take care of yourself. If he is really in danger or trouble, he will ask for help in the note. He said it's okay, then it's definitely okay. Don't worry, let's find a way to save Lord Peng. Lord Peng is so old that he helps us go up the mountain to find the master, so he is seriously ill."

Qiao Qiaoer said, "Yes! My husband said in the note that the medicine on the squirrel can save Lord Peng, let's hurry up!"

Qiao Qiaoer took the Huashan ginseng from Miao Peilan, turned around and handed it to the imperial physician: "This is the medicine collected by my husband. He said that it can cure Lord Peng's illness. Please use it for him quickly!"

The imperial physician took Huashan ginseng and looked carefully. He had never seen this medicine before, nor had anyone ever heard of it. He had only asthma if he had decided to use the medicine himself, he would never dare to use unfamiliar medicine. But he was in a state of turmoil at this moment and had no idea. Seeing that Peng Bing didn't find a way to treat it, he would die on Mount Hua. At that moment, he could only treat it as a living horse. Although he didn't know about Zuo Shaoyang's treatment of Peng Bing, he had asked when he went up the mountain to search. He learned that the Zuo Shaoyang they were looking for on Mount Huashan was a doctor who was a doctor in the current medical department and is currently the doctor in the Southeast Medical Center of the Imperial Medical Office. Since it was the medicine he recommended, he was always recommended by experts, and even if it made a mistake, there was an excuse. He nodded and said, "Then use it quickly?"

After saying this, "Seeing that everyone was still looking at him without movement, he hurriedly said, "Hurry up and give Lord Zuo this medicine to Lord Peng! What are you doing just by looking at me?"

"How to use it?" the imperial physician asked pitifully.

Bai Zhihan said angrily, "You are the doctor here. How can we know if you don't tell me?"

The imperial physician said with a sad face: "I have never seen this medicine before, and I don't know how to use it."

Qiao Qiaoer said: "My husband said on the note that you can use it alone or you can use it with Ophiopogon japonicus and licorice."

"I brought the medicine box up the mountain, but there was no stove or a casserole for decorating medicine. How to decoct medicine?"

At this time, Peng Bing's servant heard amazement: "Our master seems to be out of breath!"

The imperial physician panicked and hurriedly squatted down to check. After taking the pulse, his face changed drastically: "I can't feel the breath, but the pulse is still there, it's just intermittent and very weak, so I won't be treated..."

Miao Peilan said, "Let me do it!" He snatched the Huashan Ginseng with one hand." He squatted beside Peng Bing, reached out to pinch his thin cheeks, pinched his mouth open, clenched the Huashan Ginseng on Peng Bing's mouth, and pinched it hard. A string of medicine dripped from under her fist!

After about a small wine glass, the medicine was dripped and it stopped dripping. Miao Peilan changed her position, pinched it hard, and dripped a lot of medicine. Finally, she pinched the Huashan ginseng and could no longer drip the medicine. Then she gave up.

When the medicine juice was in his mouth, Peng Bing just couldn't breathe, but he still knew how to swallow. "Lying on the ground, he was still motionless.

The imperial physician squatted next to Peng Bing with a nervous expression, "and kept holding his wrist to take the pulse and observing the condition. Peng Bing's pulse was still intermittent, and although there was no improvement, it was not interrupted.

The imperial physician was tired of squatting, so he simply sat cross-legged on the grass and continued to take the pulse. The sun came out, and it was a little dazzling. Peng Bing's servants quickly took off their coats and unfolded them to block the sunlight for him.

Since there was already news about Zuo Shaoyang and the prescription that Zuo Shaoyang asked the little squirrel to bring, Zuo Shaoyang said not to look for him again. After Qiao Qiaoer and others discussed it, they felt that they would listen to Zuo Shaoyang's, so they would not look for it for now and let those people come back.

The Huashan County Magistrate kept searching the mountains with the yamen runners, and his throat was hoarse. He heard that there was no need to look for it. After the news, he felt relieved. But then he heard that Mr. Peng was seriously ill and fainted. He suddenly felt heart lit up again and ran back in a panic. When he arrived at the place where Peng Bing was lying down, he even ran away the shoes on his feet and didn't bother to pick them up.

The county magistrate asked the imperial physician in a cold sweat and panting: "Peng, how is Mr. Peng?"

The imperial physician quickly grabbed Peng Bing's wrist and took the pulse carefully. After a moment, he looked happy and said, "It's so good! The pulse is a little stronger than before!"

With a word, everyone present couldn't help but cheer.

The county magistrate happily wiped his sweat: "Everyone, retreat, if you don't have a good breath around you, it will affect Lord Peng's breathing."

The attendants hurriedly retreated and waited quietly.

After about half an hour passed, Peng Bing's breathing was significantly enhanced, and the sound of asthma in his throat became much smaller and his breathing became much more stable.

The imperial physician was extremely surprised and picked up the Huashan ginseng, which was not human-shaped by Miao Peilan, and looked left and right: "This thing works! Master Zuo is really smart in medical skills! Hurry up, send someone to dig, dig a few more trees back, and take them back to treat Lord Peng!"

The county magistrate quickly agreed and sent a yamen runner to call the herb collectors living at the foot of Mount Hua and asked them to go and dig.

These people gathered together to see the unformed Huashan ginseng. Because no one used this as a medicinal material at the time, the herb collectors had never dug it. Fortunately, the ground plant of Huashan ginseng was not pulled off. Some people had seen it, but they didn't know it could be used as medicine. Everyone remembered the appearance of the plant and the appearance of the tubers, and scattered to search.

Some of these people have seen this medicine, so they quickly dug up more than a dozen of them and came back.

After almost half an hour passed, Peng Bing's pulse gradually strengthened and his breathing became stronger. Finally, he nodded and woke up.

"Sir, wake up! Sir, really wake up!" Everyone exclaimed, "Master Zuo is really a miracle doctor. You can cure Lord Peng's illness without seeing each other!"

Qiao Qiaoer and the others felt happy after hearing this.

The servant carefully helped Peng Bing up and sat on the grass. Peng Bing looked around and said, "What's wrong with me?"

The imperial physician next to him hurriedly smiled and said, "Sir, you have had asthma just now and your life is in danger. Doctor Zuo asked the little squirrel he had raised to tie a medicine to his body and send it. I took it to you before, and your illness has indeed been cured!"

Huashan ginseng is a special medicine for treating asthma and cough. It can produce obvious cough-relieving and asthma effects in a short period of time. After taking the medicine, Peng Bing quickly suppressed asthma and cough, and his breathing naturally recovered. So soon after taking the medicine, the concubine woke up.

Peng Bing raised his hand and stroked his chest, coughed slightly a few times. He felt that although there was a sound of hoho in his throat, he felt much more comfortable and his breathing was smooth. He was not panicked. He hurriedly asked the servant to help him up, took a few breaths, and felt that he had never been so comfortable. He said in surprise: "It's really good! I don't cough or pant anymore. It's so great, where is the fairy brother Yizuo?"

"Zuo, Zuo Wei brother?" Huashan County Magistrate didn't know the relationship between Peng Bing and Zuo Shaoyang, so naturally he didn't know who this Vajra was referring to, Zhang Huangdao.

"It's Master Zuo! Where is he?"

This was the first time that the county magistrate heard the Minister of Personnel call a ninth-rank medical official as a virtuous brother. He was nervous and envious, but he didn't know where Zuo Shaoyang was. He just got the news and said that he didn't need to look for it. Then Zhang Huang said, "Master Zuo, this, he......, just came this medicine, his people, this..."

Qiao Qiaoer, who was standing beside him, came over and handed the note Zuo Shaoyang to Peng Bing: "My husband tied the note and medicinal materials to the little squirrel who was going up the mountain with him, and my husband should be fine."

After reading the notes, Peng Bing happily twisted his beard and said yes. He looked up at the sky and found that the sun was almost right. He felt a sudden heart. He remembered that today was the deadline given to him by the emperor. It was necessary to see if he was in his condition and decide whether to retire due to illness. He hurriedly said: "My brother and sister, since there is no warning in the notation sent by me, it should be fine. He told us not to look for it. Let's go back first and wait for news from me."

Qiao Qiaoer quickly agreed.

Peng Bing said: "My brother and sister, please take your time. Brother Yu rushed back if you have urgent matters and take the lead!"

After saying that, he ordered the servants who had followed Zuo Shaoyang up the mountain to wait with the local yamen runners at the inn at the foot of the mountain. He also sent several other martial arts servants and Qiao Qiaoer and others to accompany him to Beijing. He felt worried, so he ordered the Huashan County Magistrate to send a team of constables to escort Qiao Qiaoer and others back to the capital.

Peng Bing made arrangements and then said goodbye to Qiao Qiaoer and others, and took the rest of his servants to beat horses and whip them, galloping towards the capital.

On the cliff, Zuo Shaoyang watched the little squirrel's shadow disappear under the cliff, thinking that the parachute was successfully opened and the descent was ideal, and nothing should be done. After landing, the little squirrel should be able to easily bite off the thin line of the parachute. The key is whether it can find Miao Peilan and the others!

Being on the cliff, I don’t know these things. Anyway, I can’t hear them when I shouted, so Zuo Shaoyang was too lazy to shout anymore. He grabbed the pine tree and kept paying attention to the movements below.
Chapter completed!