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Mr. Wen did not expect the Zou family to accept it so calmly. He said to the scribe, âPlease bring the strong wine over.â
Zouâs wife cried and knelt in front of Mr. Wen. She begged him, âDoctor Wen, my eldest son and youngest son are still burning up. My youngest son is covered in blisters. Please save their lives.â
Mr. Wen looked at the woman and shook his head. âYour two children are already sick and we canât plant any more vaccines. They can only drink medicine and recuperate slowly. Whether they can be cured is up to fate.â
Scribe Tu carried a can of strong wine into the courtyard. Mr. Wen lit the wine as Li Yu had said and took out a thin-bladed dagger. He placed it on the fire for a while and took out a cotton swab from the medicine box to soak in the wine. He said to Zou, âYou first.â
Mr. Wen pulled away Zouâs clothes and revealed his arm. After wiping his arm with a cotton swab stained with wine, he made a cut on his arm. He took a new cotton swab, dipped it in the vaccine, and smeared it on the cut. He smiled and said, âOkay, next.â
In a short while, Mr. Wen planted the vaccine in the members of Old Zouâs house. Mr. Wen instructed them, âYou cant use your hands to touch the wound. Donât get water on it. In half a month, the wound will scab and leave a scar. If you have some fever, donât be afraid.â
Zou bowed with his family and said, âDoctor Wen, thank you.â
Mr. Wen waved his hand and picked up the medicine box. âYouâre welcome.
Weâre still busy going to the other households. Just remember what I told you.â The Zous escorted the scribe and Mr. Wen, who headed for the other houses.
Then, they went to the Yang and Liu families and successfully planted the vaccine. When they arrived at the family opposite them, that family was unwilling to plant vaccines no matter what. While Scribe Tu persuaded them, the family even made a scene and said that Mr. Wen was them as experiments.
Mr. Wen picked up the medicine box and said to the scribe, âSometimes, itâs about fate. It seems that Iâm not fated with them. Letâs not force it. There are still a few families to go to!â The scribe looked at the family and sneered. âThey donât know whatâs good for them.â
After two more houses were vaccinated and the vaccine in the porcelain bottle was used up, Scribe Tu sent someone to the farm to get the vaccine. Mr. Wen got busy vaccinating more than a dozen families around the Zou residence.
After the vaccination, Mr. Wen was exhausted and instructed the scribe, âMonitor the situation carefully. If anything happens tonight, look for me at the government office. Iâll come back tomorrow morning.â
âAlright, go back and rest for a while. Iâll watch over things here!â
The two medicine halls in Qingchuan City had been paying close attention to the spread of smallpox since it happened.
When the shopkeeper of the Rejuvenation Hall heard that Mr. Wen was planting vaccines for those people on East Street, he mocked Mr. Wen. âI thought you were really capable, but it turns out that youâre just so-so. If you could plant vaccines, you would have done it long ago.â
âThe shopkeeper is right. I donât know how many seniors have tried this method of planting vaccines. Although some people survived, many people died.â As a physician, he knew that Mr. Wen was often on the streets and prescribed some cheap but effective medicinal herbs to the patients, causing the shop to earn a lot less money. He had been dissatisfied with Mr. Wen for a long time. However, since Mr.Wen was from the county magistrateâs family, he couldnât do anything to him and had to flatter him. Now that he had the opportunity, he could mock him to his heartâs content!
In the days that followed, Mr. Wen and the scribe guarded East Street. Every day, they conducted visits to check on those who had been vaccinated.
After a few days, Mr. Wen examined the arms of the people who were vaccinated and found that they had rashes. After asking, everyone said that there was no discomfort.
At this moment, the child who was infected with smallpox was unable to resist the disease. His life was taken away by smallpox at a young age.
Zouâs wifeâs heart ached so much that she hugged the child and refused to let go. It took a while before everyone finally managed to take the child from her arms. Seeing that she did not get smallpox after such contact, Mr. Wen became even more convinced that the vaccine could prevent smallpox.
After a few more days, the papules turned to pustules. After most of a month, only a shallow cross-shaped scar was left on the arms of those who had been vaccinated. During this period, except for the first two days when they were a little uncomfortable, none of them died because of the vaccine.
Mr. Wen knelt on the ground excitedly and looked up at the sky as he shouted, âMaster, I did it! I did it! Do you see this in heaven? Weâre not afraid of smallpox anymore!â
The families who had been vaccinated also looked up at the sky happily when they saw Mr. Wenâs shout. âIt worked. We wonât get infected with smallpox again.â
Mr. Wen returned home excitedly and told Li Yu the news of the successful planting. Li Yu looked at this kind -hearted old man and cried in excitement. She admired his selfless dedication.
Thinking of this, Li Yu smiled and said to Mr. Wen, âSir, youâve been tired for so many days. Go wash up first. Iâve already asked Old Madam Liu to make your favorite pork ribs and lotus root soup.â
Mr. Wen rubbed his hands together, unable to suppress his joy. âNot now. After I wash my hands, Iâll call Xiao Xi back from the government office and plant the vaccine for Xiao Xi too. You have to take care of the child. Youâll have to plant it in a few days.â
Li Yu nodded and said, âAlright, plant it for Ruyi and the others too. Iâll do it with the child later.â
A crisis was averted. In the following days, Mr. Wen vaccinated those in the magistrateâs office and on the farmstead.
The shopkeeper of the Qingchuan Medicine Hall, who was paying close attention to the planting of vaccines in the city, also learned of the news of the successful planting of vaccines. He hurriedly sent the news to the owner of the Qingzhou Medicine Hall.
The shopkeeper of Rejuvenation Hall also learned that Mr. Wen had cured the smallpox disease. He thought excitedly, Whoever has the prescription to treat smallpox will have an inexhaustible source of wealth. I have to quickly discuss the cooperation with Mr. Wen. Itâs only a matter of time before Iâm promoted to the chief shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper carried a gift to the county office and asked to see Mr. Wen. When he saw Mr. Wen, he raised his thumb and flattered him. âMr. Wen is a role model worth learning from!â
Mr. Wen had never liked the shopkeeper of Rejuvenation Hall. He felt that he was too unscrupulous. Mr. Wen felt that he must be here to about the smallpox vaccine. Mr. Wen glanced at him and said indifferently, âShopkeeper, you donât visit unless you have something to say. Just say it.â
The shopkeeper was stunned by Mr. Wenâs candor. He smiled apologetically and said, âDoctor Wen, I want to talk to you about cooperation.â
Mr. Wen looked at him and smiled. âCooperation! Are you talking about smallpox disease? Iâm afraid Iâll have to disappoint you. I donât plan to use it to accumulate wealth. I want to publicize the method of planting vaccines.â
âMake it public?â The shopkeeper looked at Mr. Wen as if he was looking at a
fool. âDoctor Wen, do you know how much money this prescription can earn? Are you going to make it public so easily?â
Mr. Wen looked at him indifferently, picked up his tea, and ignored him. The shopkeeper of Rejuvenation Hall left resentfully..
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