Zhang Xiaoying also had medicine for reducing fevers and prepared a prescription for Kong's wife, which she brewed and had the young man drink.
The young man broke out in a smelly sweat, and finally, his temperature came down.
"Thank you, the doctor really has the gift of bringing people back to life." The young man drank some porridge, regained his strength to speak, and his spirits greatly improved, "If it weren't for meeting you, I really would have lost my life."
Zhang Xiaoying packed up her medicine chest, "Don't mention it, you paid the consultation fee, I saved you, isn't that natural? As long as you don't get a high fever again, there basically won't be any serious issues."
"With such superb medical skills, why do you stay in the village and not consider going outside?" The young man probed her.
