After saying that, he put his leather coat with him and asked Rurik to spread out the deerskin for his bed. He placed the girl on the deerskin and rolled it up, wrapping it tightly around her.
Rumia, she remained confused throughout the whole process. When she saw the big villain, she couldn't help but wrap herself up and hug her, while still saying some incomprehensible words.
"Am I going to die? It's so uncomfortable..." Rumia half-opened her eyes, and saw the face of the little boy Rurik again from the corner of her eyes.
"Rumia, don't be afraid. Grandma Priest will save you, let's go now. My dad will take you there, he won't hurt you..."
Rurik spoke very slowly, almost word by word. Although Rumia was confused, she still understood it completely.
help me? Are you really saving me?
A sense of absurdity floated in her mind.
This evil man who killed his parents was actually being held by him and wanted to be saved by him.
She slowly closed her eyes and planned not to think about anything, but she never expected to be squeezed by Rurik's little hand again, refusing to let herself rest.
"Lumia, don't sleep. You must not sleep with your eyes open. If you sleep, you will die..."
The actions of the father and son made Niya very embarrassed. She yelled: "You two, at least leave after dinner. The servant will not die because of you tonight."
"I can't save my mother!" Rurik replied casually, "It's more important to save people."
The wooden door closed, and a tall and sturdy figure ran towards the priest's longhouse, holding something wrapped in deerskin. Behind him was another small figure following the footsteps of the person in front of him.
Roseburg has woken up, but few people are willing to stay in the cold outdoors.
The priests also woke up, and they were engaged in their daily work. Early in the morning, they were boiling a mixture of seal oil and deer oil as usual. Only the high priest Vilia wanted to rest for a while and wait until the studious Rurik came with his servants before she got up again.
As a result, a panicked Poona woke her up.
"What's going on? It's still early."
"Priest, they are coming."
"Is it Rurik?"
"And the leader. Something happened. Rurik's servants are sick. They are very sick. Please help them quickly."
"Is it Rumia?!"
Rumia, although she is a foreigner, she is quite studious and is usually very obedient. After ten days of contact, Vilia fell more and more in love with such a girl, so it was very necessary to educate her to be wise and loyal to Rurik.
That is a very good seedling. It was fine when we left it yesterday morning. Why is it so sick today?
After a while, Vilia walked out of her curtain on crutches and asked in an old voice: "What's going on."
From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the girl Rumia lying flat beside a bonfire. Vilia's aging eyes made it clear that the girl was very haggard. Just as Bona who reported the news said, the child was sick. , very seriously ill.
Vilia walked over quickly and kept Otto muttering. She knelt down with a sullen face and touched the girl's forehead with her old hands. She understood immediately.
"Oops, she has a fever, it's very dangerous."
"Is it very serious?!" Otto asked casually.
"Of course! And..."
Vilia considered herself a loyal servant of Odin, and in countless dreams she dreamed of being promoted to Valkyrie after her death.
The dream seemed to be real, and she often couldn't tell what was reality and what was illusion.
She subconsciously felt that Rumia was not simply sick. After a simple examination, Vilia concluded that the girl was in a dangerous stage of being emitted all over her body, and that her illness was really strange.
Later generations of medicine concluded that the mechanism behind any fever or cold is that the body is weak and the immune system is unable to resist viruses that attack the human body at any time.
But nowadays, there are almost as few so-called medicine and witchcraft. Roman medicine inherited from Greece, and there were many metaphysical elements here.
When it comes to the Baltic region in the north, it's really witchcraft. In order to prepare the potion, the priest also had a lot of time to chant incantations or pray.
Villa looked at Otto with wide eyes: "I understand, this is actually part of the test."
"Huh?" Not only Otto was shocked, but Rurik was also shocked.
"Odin is testing her. Because this wooden house has sacred meaning, she has lived in this wooden house for ten days. She was working outside for a day yesterday, and was tested by Odin. My leader, ice and snow are Odin's weapons. , we are protected by Odin, so we are not afraid of ice and snow. But this girl is an outsider. Odin is testing her, so he sends a hot disease. If she survives, it means that Odin recognizes her as one of ours."
Otto thought it was very reasonable, but of course Rurik took this as a joke.
Although it is a ridiculous explanation, there is logic in it, right?
Moreover, Rurik keenly discovered that Vilya’s words were really saying good things about himself!
Fever becomes "the final test of joining the gang". If Rumia survives this test, who would dare to question her as an outsider? At least her mother's natural rejection of her would end!
Villa continued to squat next to the girl, thinking about how to cure her illness.
Do you really expect girls to win "Odin's Trial" on their own?
That would be ridiculous.
If people attribute all results to God's will, life will not be able to continue. People can just sit still and meditate on so-called persistence.
Just like what Rumia was encountering, Vilia believed that Odin would let the girl live. The girl was lying like this without any care, and the result would be death.
She must be treated. The most important thing now is to bring down the fever.
Odin's face showed a trace of embarrassment. He knew that if this servant died of illness, his son would be very sad.
He also squatted down and asked Vilia who was undergoing examination: "High Priest, is her condition... okay?"
"very dangerous."
"So can she be cured?"
"I will try my best, and hope she finds favor. My leader..."
"exist."
"You avoid it now, and you can come visit again when I say I can. This may be a long process. Maybe you can go back home and sit quietly, or talk to other people. Especially the parents of many children, warn them Don’t let your children roam outdoors.”
"Okay." Otto nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
The priest will carry out treatment, such as giving the girl some herbal soup. In the past, people who got sick in the tribe either relied on their bodies to fight off their illness or recovered, or they went to the priests to take medicine.
The medicine is always very bitter, and patients don’t know much about how effective it really is.
Because many people died in the end even after drinking the medicinal soup.
No one would blame the priest for taking the medicine, everyone simply believed that this was a person's fate. A tragic fate has arrived, and no matter how effective the medicine is, it cannot save this fate.
Otto left, but Rurik was still sitting nervously cross-legged next to Rumia.
Rurik was by no means a bystander like an outsider. Soon Vilya assigned jobs to a group of people, including him.
"Rurik, my child..."
"I am here."
"Do you like your servant?"
"Of course! She's my friend."
"Okay! My child, your words reminded me a lot. A long time ago, your parents were also very good friends. However, I think you are still more willing to treat her as a lifelong friend. Now you go outside the house .”
"Huh?" Rurik raised his head in surprise, "Should I avoid it too?"
"You still have to come inside. You go outside and knead some snow balls and come in. Listen, your friend is hot all over. She can be hot everywhere except her head."
Rurik instantly understood what Vilia meant.
The so-called physical measures to reduce fever can be summarized by all ethnic groups in their long-term lives. Excessive fever and excessive heat will cause irreversible damage to brain cells. Long-term high fever will burn out the brain. Especially in these poor ancient times, it is too common for high fever to cause brain damage and lead to death.
He carried a wooden box to the door and began to make huge snowballs.
When he came back, he saw Rumia taking off all her leather clothes to keep out the cold, leaving only the linen lining on her body.
The girl was lying by the campfire with her eyes closed, and Vilia acted like a kind grandmother, wiping her arms and entire face with a linen cloth dipped in water, including her neck. The purpose is obvious, which is water cooling.
At the same time, a strange smell began to fill the air in the room, and a familiar and strange feeling immediately occupied Rurik's head.
How is this going? Why does it feel like a Chinese medicine shop?
No! They were boiling herbs, and the priestesses were boiling herbs.
Looking back on his experiences over the past few years, Rurik could not remember any experience of taking medicine. In fact, he did not. Thanks to this young but strong body, he had no major or minor illness in seven years. It seemed that this body was invulnerable to all poisons.
However, what he didn't know was that in just seven years, nearly 30 boys under the age of three died from various diseases.
As for the girls of the tribe, many were abandoned by their parents in the woods at the foot of the mountains at birth, just because they could not become sea warriors.
Rurik came with a snowball in his arms, and Vilia grabbed one and put it in her hand. She squeezed the shape again, and then rubbed him against the girl's forehead.
Rumia's braid has been unstretched, and this is the first time Rurik sees her long hair hanging over her shoulders.
Not to mention, despite her young age, she has a really pleasant appearance. Her eyes are actually not as deep as her own, and her face is flatter than the rest of the tribe. Her chin is relatively flat and her cheeks are plump. In addition, her hair is more orange, and her appearance is obviously different from other people in the tribe.
With such a face, her face will definitely be lovely when she grows up. Even after encountering this disaster, her whole person looked extremely haggard.
The melted snow wet her hair, and as her mind cooled down, Rumia regained her consciousness.
Basically only the priests in the tribe take the initiative to collect herbs, and only these women are the best at identifying weeds and useful ones. Some herbs from the warmer seasons are dried and stored for immediate use.
The dried herbs were cooked and the liquid in the wooden bowl was brown.
Verya, who was holding the wooden bowl, ordered: "Rurik, help her up and don't let her wander around."
"OK."
With Rurik's support, Rumia sat up in a daze, and then a wooden spoon was stuffed into her mouth. The bitter feeling immediately gave her a different feeling, and her groggy head became clearer.
She was not stupid. She knew that she was suffering from a serious illness, and the priest in front of her was trying to use herbs to save her life.
There is nothing wrong with drinking herbal soup to cure diseases. Even if it is a deer-raising clan, the clan elders know how to make some potions.
The medicinal soup couldn't help but feel bitter and spicy. Even so, Rumia suppressed her stomach discomfort and drank it forcefully.
She was laid flat again and covered with a layer of animal skin. There was a ball of linen pressed on her forehead, with a ball of snow inside, and cold blood was overflowing from the gap.
Because of the psychological effect, Rumia lay down on her back and felt much more comfortable, so she closed her eyes and continued to rest.
Do herbal medicines really work? Since Rumia continued to rest, Rurik ran to the iron pot and guessed the name of the medicinal herbs. It suddenly saw some very familiar floating things, those were onions!
There are also some unknown grass leaves, which arouse great curiosity.
He walked over to the priest and asked, "Grandma, those herbs you gave her? It's really effective."
"It should be effective." Then, Villa listed many strange terms.
So, what is boiling in the iron pot?
In addition to the chopped onions that Rurik saw, there were also sage, long-leaf plantain, and even thyme and rosemary.
These plants are widely distributed in Europe, and even in northern Europe, where winters are long, they can pop up during warm periods. They are originally used as medicinal materials, and some of them have a special smell. In a world like Europe that has long been lacking in spices, these kinds of herbs with strange fragrance are simply used as food additives.
But they are indeed medicinal and can treat some diseases, such as colds and fevers.
But Vilia didn't know the exact way to use these herbs. She also learned from her predecessors that those herbs could be used as medicines.
Vilia tried her best to appear calm, but actually she was a little panicked inside. A variety of herbs stored in the chief priest's house are mixed together. At least one or two here can have an effect on the fever all over the body.
Looking at Rumia's haggard appearance, her current predicament can be easily alleviated with just one injection of cephalosporin.
This was more than a thousand years ago! Rurik couldn't understand the strange names given to herbs in Norse.
As for what common plants are used to treat colds and fevers, the first thing Rurik thinks of is chrysanthemums and dandelions. According to the ancient Eastern medical theory, fever is a manifestation of severe fever, and eating some bitter and cold herbs can eliminate the harm of severe fever. Chrysanthemums and dandelions, the new warm season is really something to keep an eye out for and pick.
Next to Rumia, who was sleeping peacefully with a ball of snow above her head, Rurik danced and described two kinds of small flowers to the priest Vilia.
At first, Rurik didn't understand how to say chrysanthemum and dandelion in Norse. After some laborious verbal description, Vilia successfully made Vilia react.
"I know those two flowers. What's their use? Maybe you plan to make a garland headdress for your servant?" Villa asked kindly.
"No! Maybe they are good medicine."
"Really? Are you sure?"
"I..." Rurik hesitated for a moment before insisting: "I'm sure that's a very good medicinal material. If we collect more in the summer and dry it in the sun, and use them to make potions, we can cure the disease quickly. Rumia’s disease”
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Chapter 82 Herbs
