Transmigrated into a female county magistrate during a famine, leading her country to prosperity

Chapter 1088 Diabetes

Shen Zheng stopped talking and gave up her seat, standing quietly by the side watching the stall owner sell his goods.

I don’t know if it was because she was standing there, but the stall owner’s calls gradually became absent-minded, and he failed to retain several groups of customers.

After a cup of tea, the stall became quiet and the stall owner stopped shouting and looked at Shen Zheng.

"Um, sister...are you and your grandfather stopping here for a rest?"

Before Shen Zheng could speak, Yu Shizhang grinned and said, "The little girl is right. I'm tired from walking, so I'll take a rest by your stall. I hope it doesn't affect your business."

The stall owner gave a dry laugh and shuffled over.

"Um, sister..." She looked at Shen Zheng and asked cautiously, "Do we... know each other?"

Shen Zheng thought for a moment and said, "I don't know you."

——But from what you said, you seem to know me.

The stall owner was obviously relieved and said with a smile: "Well - I said, you are obviously not from Jingzhou, how could we know each other!"

Shen Zheng smiled and walked towards the stall.

Looking at the "Ice Silk Handkerchief" the stall owner was talking about, she asked, "Can I touch it?"

"Of course!" The stall owner thought she wanted to buy one, and with a smile on her face, she raised her hand and handed it to her. "You have a good eye, sister. This ice silk handkerchief is not an ordinary handkerchief. It's very soft! You can use it to wipe your hands and sweat when you are out. When you get home, just wash it and it will be clean! It won't lose its shape no matter how many times you wash it!"

Shen Zheng took it with one hand, feeling its texture. "Is this... flax-spun cotton? Boiled with wood ash and then soaked in rice water?"

The stall owner was startled and looked around quickly.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to this side, she clasped her hands together and whispered: "Sister, sister, please stop talking, it's not easy for me to make a little money...I'll give you this handkerchief, okay?"

As she spoke, she glanced at the stall, gritted her teeth, picked up a fan, and handed it to Shen Zheng, "This fan is also for you, please be kind and don't tell anyone. I just came here to set up the stall today, just paid a month's stall fee, and I haven't sold many yet..."

Shen Zheng put the handkerchief back on the stall and took the fan. Just as she was about to speak, Yu Nanshu and Cui Jinyin ran over.

"Sister Shen, look at the jewelry we bought! We also bought you a hairpin, you..."

Yu Nanshu stopped in front of the stall, looked at the terrified stall owner, and asked Shen Zheng, "Sister Shen, what happened?"

"Shen..." The stall owner looked at Shen Zheng, and an almost impossible thought came to his mind.

"My dear, I didn't intentionally use Lord Shen's name to sell things!" She put away the things on the stall, her face flushed, "These cloths are all cooked by me, and the paintings on the fans are also painted by me. I, I shouldn't use Tongan County to deceive people, but, but these cloths are all good cloths, the fan covers are also sewn tightly by me, and the paints for painting are also good. They can be used for many years..."

She didn't know if the person in front of her was that person, but the other person had an extraordinary demeanor and a sharp eye. Even if he was not that person, his status must be not low.

If the other party is determined to expose her, she will definitely be in trouble.

After years of struggling in Jingzhou, she has developed her own way of survival - when meeting someone she cannot afford to offend, the lower her head the better, even to the ground, as long as she can keep her job and her life.

Shen Zheng sighed and said, "As you said, the things on your stall are already good. It's understandable that you're using Tongan County's reputation to sell them. But you can't say that these things are produced in Tongan County, nor can you say that they were made by Lord Shen."

"Everyone has their own unique personality. Some people like your things, while others don't. If you encounter those who don't like it, wouldn't Tongan County and Lord Shen be taking the blame for you in vain?"

The stall owner moved his mouth and said awkwardly, "How could anyone not like Tongan County and Lord Shen..."

Shen Zheng choked.

It feels like you're arguing and suddenly the other person kisses you.

"Really, sister, please don't disbelieve me!" The stall owner thought she didn't believe him and explained, "Before, my fans sold for 40 coins each, and almost no one bought them. But since I painted the Tongan fan leaves, I sell them wherever I go. In a month, I can save enough to cover my mother's medicine for two months..."

"Your mother's medical expenses?" Shen Zheng even suspected that she did it on purpose.

Sometimes he praised Tongan County, and sometimes he said he had a sick mother.

Just as Shen Zheng was struggling over whether to believe her, Li Shiyuan, who had just arrived, spoke up: "Does your mother...always feel thirsty, drink more, eat more, and urinate more frequently? She eats more but becomes increasingly thinner, and her vision is blurry?"

Before the stall owner could react, Shen Zheng and the others were shocked.

"Old Li, what do you mean?" Yu Shizhang walked over, incredulous. "You can tell what's wrong with me just by looking at my complexion?"

How can this be called a miracle doctor?

It must be a god!

Li Shiyuan frowned. "What's the matter? I smelled the medicine on her body. You may not be able to smell it, but I am familiar with it."

Yu Shizhang and the others were still shocked.

Guessing the disease by smelling the medicine seems to be very, very powerful, right?

"Doctor?" The stall owner stepped out of his stall and raised his sleeve to sniff. "There's no smell... How did you smell it? And you can tell what's wrong with my mother just by smelling the medicine?"

Li Shiyuan sniffed again and said with certainty, "Diabetes?"

Shen Zheng was secretly shocked.

The symptoms of diabetes are extremely similar to those of type 2 diabetes she already knows.

In the eyes of the people, diabetes is a typical "incurable disease". If the disease is prolonged, it will cause "foot rot", so few people are willing to receive long-term treatment.

Amidst everyone's shocked gazes, Li Shiyuan added, "The prescription you used is too old. It can only temporarily quench thirst. Simply clearing away heat will only further deplete Yin fluid and worsen the condition."

"A prescription...? A prescription! I brought it with me. I was just about to go get some medicine today!" The stall owner hurriedly dug into his pocket and pulled out a crumpled piece of paper. His eyes were filled with anticipation. "Could you please take a look at this for me? I spent two taels of silver on this prescription. The doctor said it was from Doctor Li of Tongan County, and he told me not to share it with anyone else!"

Li Shiyuan's face darkened when he heard this.

Shen Zheng also gritted her teeth.

So, these people outside were all caught and robbed in Tongan County?

"That's the recipe." Li Shiyuan took a quick look at it and returned it to the stall owner. "Master Li... Doctor Li has never let go of this recipe. It's just an old recipe for quenching thirst, and it's included in Qianjin Fang."

The stall owner took the prescription, looking stunned, and muttered, "Did I give Mom...the wrong medicine?"

But she secretly showed the prescription to the doctor in the clinic, and the doctor clearly exclaimed at the prescription, "A miracle doctor, a miracle prescription!"