Chapter 4

"Sir, this is Huang Zhong, Huang Hansheng. I must thank you for rescuing my men." The burly man clearly hesitated for a moment before choosing his words, then bowed to Zhang Hao. Zhang Hao clearly noticed the slight enthusiasm in the man's eyes.

Huang Zhong?! Zhang Hao was taken aback. Indeed, this man was no ordinary person. He was one of the top warriors in the chaotic era of the Three Kingdoms.

Not to mention his great achievements in history, in modern times, many people believe that if Huang Zhong were in his prime, it would be uncertain whether he or Lü Bu would be the top warrior. This shows the legendary status of Huang Zhong.

"I am Zhang Hao, my courtesy name is Zigao." Zhang Hao adapted to the local customs and gave himself a courtesy name. He didn't show too much enthusiasm to Huang Zhong, as it wouldn't match his current demeanor. Although his previous image of vomiting on the ground wasn't good.

But just by looking at everyone's current behavior, it was clear that Zhang Hao's mysterious nature had made them automatically ignore his previous awkwardness.

Zhang Hao didn't want Huang Zhong to keep his distance due to his mysterious nature, so he smiled and said, "Brother Hansheng, just call me Zigao."

Although Huang Zhong wanted to get closer to Zhang Hao, he didn't know what to say because of Zhang Hao's mysterious and special nature. Just then, the scarred guard had regained consciousness, and Huang Zhong pulled him over. "Xie Yang, this is the benefactor who saved you, Zhang Hao, courtesy name Zigao."

Upon hearing this, Xie Yang immediately knelt down in gratitude. In this era, people valued righteousness and honor, and everyone took pride in it. Regardless of what had happened before, Xie Yang was now truly grateful.

"Cough, cough, Uncle Xie, are you okay?"

At this moment, the carriage curtain opened, revealing a pale-faced young boy who asked, but then started coughing before he could finish.

"Master, be careful, you can't be exposed to the wind." A guard quickly stood in front of the wind.

"Who is this?" Zhang Hao raised an eyebrow. Just by looking at the young boy's pale face and occasional coughing, he knew this was another sick person. Zhang Hao began to understand the slight enthusiasm in Huang Zhong's eyes.

"Ah, this is my son, Huang Xu. He has been sickly since childhood. This time, I specifically brought him to see a doctor."

Huang Zhong sighed lightly, looking at the young boy with loving eyes.

Zhang Hao vaguely remembered that Huang Zhong had a child who died young. This must be him.

Seeing the curious gaze of the young boy and Huang Zhong's behavior in introducing him, Zhang Hao knew that Huang Zhong must have taken him for a divine doctor or a deity, hoping he could cure Huang Xu.

Zhang Hao smiled bitterly in his heart. He wasn't a doctor. From the looks of it, Huang Xu seemed to have a lung disease, but he wasn't sure what exactly it was.

"Brother Hansheng, are you heading to or returning from somewhere?" Zhang Hao asked under Huang Zhong's earnest gaze.

"Returning to Xiangxiang County. The previous doctor was also helpless and only prescribed some tonics." Huang Zhong quickly replied.

"Brother Hansheng, I understand your intentions. I can try, but I can't guarantee anything, as I am not a doctor. Please tell me about Huang Xu's symptoms and the diagnoses of the doctors later." Zhang Hao said. That was all he could say.

But Huang Zhong was very pleased, clearly seeing Zhang Hao as a lifeline. He immediately had the guards clear the road. After a simple bandaging of their injuries, they sprang into action, moving swiftly as if their injuries didn't exist. It was amazing how good their constitutions were.

Then, Huang Zhong invited Zhang Hao to another carriage, which originally carried some miscellaneous items. It seemed that Huang Zhong and his group had a long journey ahead, as they had prepared these items for camping.

Huang Zhong accompanied Zhang Hao in the carriage, recounting the diagnoses of the doctors they had seen over the years. Zhang Hao was a bit frustrated, as the ancient Chinese medical terms were hard for him to understand. However, Huang Zhong's description of Huang Xu's symptoms gave him some clues.

It was likely tuberculosis, which had progressed to the point of coughing up blood.

Tuberculosis is contagious, but seeing that Huang Zhong and the guards were fine, it seemed that Huang Xu's condition was a special type that didn't spread.

"This illness doesn't need to be rushed. Once we settle down, I'll see if there's a way to help, as the current conditions are not favorable for treatment."

Zhang Hao said to Huang Zhong.

Huang Zhong nodded, seeming to understand Zhang Hao's concerns.

"Sir, um, Zigao. You don't need to worry too much. I have no other options now. I've seen countless doctors who could only provide temporary relief, but no real solutions. Recently, even that relief has disappeared, and the last doctor told me to prepare for the worst for my child."

Huang Zhong's eyes reddened slightly as he paused, then continued,

"To put it bluntly, I'm treating a dead horse as if it were alive. Even if something goes wrong, I won't blame you."

After saying this, Huang Zhong bowed and then left the carriage, leaving Zhang Hao alone.

Shaking his head helplessly, Zhang Hao smiled bitterly. He was really worried that if he treated Huang Xu improperly, it might cause problems, and Huang Zhong would be furious. But since Huang Zhong had said that, he couldn't refuse to help.

Tuberculosis is not a terminal illness in modern times, and Zhang Hao had only heard about it in passing. He had some knowledge of heart disease because his father had a mild heart condition, but he knew nothing about tuberculosis. He would have to do some research when he returned.

Bringing Huang Xu to the modern world for treatment would definitely cure him. However, Zhang Hao didn't want to bring people from this world to the modern world, and even if he did, Huang Xu wouldn't have any identification. This wasn't impossible to solve, but Zhang Hao didn't want to bring him to the modern world.

He wasn't prepared for the consequences of bringing an ancient person to the modern world.

But this was a great opportunity to build a closer relationship with Huang Zhong. After much thought, Zhang Hao decided to wait and see. If the medicine he brought from the modern world didn't work or had side effects, he would consider bringing Huang Xu to the modern world for treatment.

Regardless of Huang Zhong's value as a talent, in his current situation, having such a powerful ally would definitely help Zhang Hao establish himself quickly. For this reason alone, Huang Xu must be cured.

Zhang Hao made up his mind and prepared to return to the modern world.

He had some understanding of the time-space portal from the information in his mind. For example, if he left the carriage through the portal, he would return to the carriage, not the original location. This meant he didn't have to follow the journey.

From Huang Zhong, Zhang Hao learned that they were in Nanyang Commandery, and it was still a long way to Xiangping County, probably arriving late at night.

Since Zhang Hao planned to return to the modern world to get medicine for Huang Xu, it was already dark in the modern world. If he didn't leave early, the clinics and pharmacies would be closed, and he would have to wait until the next day.

Thinking about this, Zhang Hao immediately called out to Huang Zhong, saying he needed to leave temporarily. Huang Zhong and the others, who had already seen the time-space portal, knew what Zhang Hao was going to do. Huang Zhong's face lit up, and he asked if they should wait.

Zhang Hao told them to continue the journey, and he would reappear in the carriage. Without further ado, he opened the time-space portal and disappeared.

The guards waited for a while, and one of the more perceptive ones seemed to want to check if Zhang Hao had left, but was scolded by Huang Zhong. Although they didn't openly discuss it, they were all speculating about Zhang Hao's origins.

Zhang Hao, of course, didn't know this. He had already returned to his rental apartment. Although it was only a short time, the psychological changes and the contrast between the Three Kingdoms world, which felt like a forest park, and the cramped rental apartment made Zhang Hao feel as if he had traveled through time.

He quickly changed back into his previous clothes. It was still quite warm here. Without delay, Zhang Hao walked out of the door.

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