Mr. Wen did not expect the Zou family to accept it so calmly. He said to the scribe, "Please bring the strong wine over."
Zou's wife cried and knelt in front of Mr. Wen. She begged him, "Doctor Wen, my eldest son and youngest son are still burning up. My youngest son is covered in blisters. Please save their lives."
Mr. Wen looked at the woman and shook his head. "Your two children are already sick and we can't plant any more vaccines. They can only drink medicine and recuperate slowly. Whether they can be cured is up to fate."
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, "You first."
