Thanks to Lao Luo and various games, even Ma Qiang, who has not studied history, knows the birthplaces of most of the heroes of the Three Kingdoms. Although the heroes of the Three Kingdoms are basically children of aristocratic families, not to mention Ma Qiang, Yuan Shao cannot receive them at this time.

There are a few younger brothers, but there are also a few who are truly reckless and can still give it a try themselves.

Just as he was thinking about it, Ma Qiang suddenly felt a shock all over his body and the car stopped.

what's the situation?

Just when Ma Qiang was thinking about where to go to recruit people, the motorcade suddenly stopped and Ma Qiang bumped into a mass of people.

"ah!!!"

"Qingcheng, I didn't mean it! It's a car... it's a car!"

Ma Qiang hurriedly thought of it and couldn't help pinching the plumpness with his hand.

"Snapped!"

Ma Qiang blushed half of his face, jumped out of the carriage angrily, and asked the people next to him, "What happened in front? Why did you stop?"

Don't tell me, this little girl is quite talented, why can't I see it usually...

"Sir, someone is blocking the way ahead. Captain Xianyu has already gone up." A guard stood on tiptoe and looked into the distance.

"Jie Dao? Is there a strong man?"

The image of Black Tornado Li Kui flashed in Ma Qiang's mind.

"Wow, I want to go too, Bai Yan Bai Yan, let's go watch the fun!" Lin Zhi, who was hiding in the carriage, popped up her little head and called out to Bai Yan who was walking behind.

"Lingzhi, don't make trouble. How many people are coming in front?" Ma Qiang was a little nervous and unconsciously started to touch the gun in his arms.

"It seems like two people..."

Two people? What the hell, there are hundreds of people here! Fighting in groups!

Ma Qiang suddenly became energetic. He pushed through the crowd and came to the front, only to see a strong man and a young man blocking the middle of the road. Xian Yufu was talking to the strong man.

"I just want to see Ma Maocai, please inform me." The strong man spoke with a southern accent. He didn't seem to be from Youzhou. He had a short beard, a yellow face, and extremely sharp eyes. Looking at each other could easily make people feel uncomfortable.

Looking at the clothes, they were just plain cloth and straw sandals. The only thing that was unusual was the huge bow on his back. The bow was red all over and seemed to be of extraordinary quality.

Look at the boy again, he is about eleven or twelve years old, he is pale, wearing a mask, coughing from time to time, looking like a tuberculosis ghost.

With Ma Qiang's plague control strategy, masks have long been known to the world. Because masks are simple to make and low in price, most patients will be required by the local government to wear masks when they go out. This makes the plague in the Eastern Han Dynasty much worse than before.

Historically, it has slowed down a lot.

"If you want to see Mr. Ma, why don't you go to the Red Star Camp and submit your name card, but you have calculated the right time and waited here?"

There may be ambushes around.

"I am Ma Qiang, who are you?" Ma Qiang didn't realize why Xian Yufu was nervous at all, so he came out and asked carelessly.

"Sir, be careful!" Xian Yufu pulled out his sword and protected Ma Qiang with his body.

"Are you Ma Maocai who treats plague in front of you? In Huang Zhong of Xia Nanyang, the dog has a stubborn disease and cannot be cured for a long time. Doctor Zhang from the same county recommended me, so I came here to seek help from Mr. Huang." After speaking, Huang Zhong waved to the young man behind him and asked him to stand.

Coming to the front, the young man was a little shy. He walked up to Huang Zhong carrying a ring-head knife. Seeing so many people in front of him, he couldn't help but turned his face to the side in shyness, but he couldn't help coughing twice.

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Huang Zhong???

"Are you Huang Zhong? Huang Hansheng?" Ma Qiang asked in disbelief.

"Yes, a certain family is Huang Hansheng. Have you ever heard of a certain family?" Huang Zhong was more surprised than Ma Qiang. Huang Zhong was indeed the queen of a famous family, but he was just a branch of the family and should not be famous.

Could it be that Dr. Zhang sent a letter in advance?

"I've heard of it! Of course I've heard of it!! Han Sheng is the best shot in Nanyang, I've heard about it for a long time." Ma Qiang looked at Huang Zhong as if he had seen some treasure. Now Huang Zhong looked at it

He was only in his thirties, which was the peak period of a martial artist. Considering his record at this age, he probably wouldn't lose in a duel with Lu Bu at this time.

This is really just what you want, I won’t be the protagonist, right?

Ma Qiang had a rare moment of sexual intercourse. He had traveled through time for more than half a year. Although he had met Liu Bei and Zhang Fei, he was still the first famous general from the Three Kingdoms who took the initiative to find him.

Now that you're here, I can't let you run away!

"Come, tell me about your illness." Ma Qiang walked up to the young man with a smile and said, although he didn't know what the illness was, but if it didn't work, Li Yan was still there.

"Dry cough... lots of phlegm, blood in the phlegm, eat less..." The boy was a little shy, lowering his head and murmuring.

"Could it be tuberculosis..." Ma Qiang's face instantly turned serious. Thanks to Brother Xun, even ordinary people in later generations would be aware of this disease.

He said to the people around him, "Immediately prepare a clean car for Mr. Huang to ride alone. Everyone wears masks. Lin Zhi, you and Bai Yan go to the back to find your uncle-in-law. Don't get close to this little brother. Brother Han Sheng, I

I have something to talk to you about."

Huang Xu saw that everyone was busy, and couldn't help but nervously grabbed Huang Zhong's clothes. Huang Zhong patted his hand and asked him to get on the bullock cart first, and then walked to the edge with Ma Qiang.

"Brother Han Sheng, if my judgment is correct, your master's disease should be consumption. Although this disease is rare, it is not rare. Zhang Zhongjing is a famous doctor in the world. He should be aware of this disease. I don't know what he said.

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"Zhang Zhongjing...are you talking about Zhang Zhongjing from Nieyang County? When did he become a famous doctor in the world?" Huang Zhong felt that he had missed something. When did he become a famous doctor?

???

"Then who is the doctor Zhang that Brother Han Sheng mentioned just now?"

"Zhang Chu, Zhang Pinji... When Mr. Zhang said this, a certain family remembered that there was a rumor that Zhang Ji became a disciple of Dr. Zhang."

Ma Qiang rubbed his forehead. Did Zhang Zhongjing not practice medicine at this time? He was not familiar with him either. I only knew that he was later regarded as a medical saint. It turned out that the current Dr. Zhang was not Zhang Zhongjing.

Thinking about it, the status of doctors in this era is actually not very high. As a direct descendant of the Zhang family in Nanyang, Zhang Ji probably would not have been able to practice as a famous doctor in the world before he experienced the catastrophe.

So embarrassing...

"This is not important. Let's talk about Dr. Zhang's judgment."

Huang Zhong nodded, took out a silk book from his arms and handed it to Ma Qiang, saying, "This is the medicine prescribed by Dr. Zhang, but after drinking it, although it can relieve Xu'er's pain, it cannot cure it."

Ma Qiang took one look at the prescription which was full of plant names and gave up immediately. How could he understand this? He should show it to Li Yan.

Forget it, traditional medicine could not cure tuberculosis until the Qing Dynasty. Even in the late Qing Dynasty, there were folk remedies such as human blood steamed buns. It was better to rely on the modern medicine of later generations.
Chapter completed!