In the remote mountain village, Zhan Qingyue and Han Yiyun did not know the situation in the capital.
To be honest, Zhan Qingyue's injuries have almost recovered during this period of time, but every time she sees the various scars on her body, she feels extremely panicked.
Han Yiyun felt inexplicably heartbroken when she saw his frowning expression.
"Yueyue, does the wound hurt again? Why are you looking so gloomy?"
Zhan Qingyue raised her eyelids and glanced at Han Yiyun. It was hard to say that she disliked the scars all over her body.
"Brother Han, the doctor in the next village has limited medical skills and is not as good as me after all. It's just that I don't have such a rich supply of medicinal materials, so I have to go up the mountain to collect them."
As long as you go up the mountain and work hard, you can always find medicine to remove scars.
Han Yiyun looked at her frowning look and thought of her injuries, and couldn't help but sigh.
"But your injury..."
The corner of Zhan Qingyue's mouth curled up slightly: "My injury has gotten much better. Let's collect the medicinal materials. Then you come with me. Nothing will happen."
Watch her say these words so sincerely.
Han Yiyun had no doubt that he was there, so he had no choice but to follow him up the mountain.
After collecting medicine for a long time, the medicine box is already full.
"Brother Han, it seems that our trip into the mountains has been quite fruitful."
Zhan Qingyue looked at the medicinal materials in the box with joy on her face. At least it was medicine that could remove scars.
Han Yiyun nodded and followed Zhan Qingyue up the mountain. He really learned a lot.
"Help, help..."
A faint voice came.
Zhan Qingyue suddenly stopped what he was doing and listened intently.
Seeing that she suddenly stopped moving, Han Yiyun quickly looked to the side nervously.
"Yueyue, did you discover something?"
Zhan Qingyue was about to speak when she heard the weak cry for help again.
This time, she heard it really clearly, and the smile on her face disappeared, and she looked at Han Yiyun seriously.
"Brother Han, it seems like someone is calling for help. Let's go take a look."
Han Yiyun nodded and quickly carried the bamboo basket to protect Zhan Qingyue.
The two of them moved forward cautiously.
The further forward, the louder the cry for help became.
"Over there!"
Before Han Yiyun could confirm the source of the sound, Zhan Qingyue suddenly pointed in a direction and said.
Han Yiyun followed her finger and saw a deep pit with a small slope next to it.
There seemed to be a head moving in that deep pit.
Han Yiyun took a deep breath, took out his dagger, and walked towards the pit cautiously.
When they got closer, they saw a young man covered in blood and being pressed down by a wild boar.
The wild boar had a hatchet that was mostly sunken into its neck, and blood was flowing all over the floor.
It was the wound on the neck that killed the wild boar, but the young man was pinned under the wild boar and unable to move.
When he saw Han Yiyun and Zhan Qingyue, who were dressed in short clothes and coarse cloth, his eyes lit up.
"Please help me, I'm from Changshui Village below."
Zhan Qingyue and Han Yiyun looked at each other, it was not the village they were living in now.
No wonder the young man in front of him looked so familiar.
Han Yiyun hurriedly stepped forward, strode forward with difficulty, placed a stick as thick as an arm on the stone, and pried the wild boar bit by bit.
Zhan Qingyue took the opportunity to drag the man out.
I saw that the man's legs were hanging abnormally, as if they were dislocated.
"Be patient, it will hurt a little."
Zhan Qingyue touched the man's leg a little bit and breathed a sigh of relief when she found that it was not broken.
Taking advantage of the young man's inattention, he grabbed Qingyue's hand and used force.
There was only a "Gaba" sound, and the young man screamed again and again, with tears streaming down his face.
"Okay, let's get up and take a few steps to take a look."
The man was speechless, struggled to get up, and found that his legs could move again.
He cried with joy, knelt down towards Zhan Qingyue, and thanked her repeatedly.
Zhan Qingyue stepped aside and did not accept his courtesy.
"Okay, we have collected enough medicine, and then we will send you home."
Han Yiyun cut down a tree and made a simple sledge. He moved the wild boar onto the sledge little by little, then pulled a few canes and put them on his shoulders, dragging the sledge down the mountain.
The man was dumbfounded. Zhan Qingyue stepped forward expressionlessly to support the young man and urged in a low voice: "Let's go quickly, it's getting late."
After going down the mountain, Zhan Qingyue felt happy as she listened to the favorability value broadcast in the space.
Unexpectedly, the next morning, the man came again, carrying a dying old man with a smell of death. It looked like he had been paralyzed in bed for many years.
"Girl, your medical skills are so good, please save my father."
From the time he carried people to Zhan Qingyue's small courtyard, many villagers came to watch the fun.
Zhan Qingyue had no choice but to give the old man an injection and write a prescription.
After the needle was removed, the dying old man could walk two steps.
The surrounding villagers who were watching the excitement were in an uproar.
In a short time, the news of Zhan Qingyue's superb medical skills spread even to the people in the next village.
"Bah, isn't it just a blind cat meeting a dead mouse? I don't believe that a person who has been paralyzed for several years can still go to the ground."
Feng Si, the barefoot doctor from Changshan Village, cursed fiercely, and his evil suddenly grew stronger.
He walked out of the inner hall and sighed to the family of a villager who was bitten by a poisonous snake: "No, I can't cure his snake bite. This is something that a five-step snake cannot cure."
Several men had long known that the middle-aged woman who was brought here was bitten by a five-step snake.
Now that I heard with my own ears that it was hopeless, my heart suddenly became filled with despair and I began to cry.
"Don't cry in a hurry. I heard that there is a girl with superb medical skills in Changshui Village recently. She is a migrant. You can go and try your luck. Maybe she can be saved."
A group of men quickly carried the woman on their backs and headed towards Changshui Village.
Feng Si grinned and murmured in his heart, let's see what your doctor can do to save me this time. If I lose my reputation, all my customers will have to come to my place for consultation.
He didn't show it on his face, but pretended to be very anxious, escorting the patient towards Changshui Village.
When they arrived at Zhan Qingyue's small courtyard, a group of men put the woman on the ground and burst into tears.
"Doctor Zhan, please save my mother, she was bitten by a five-step snake."
Zhan Qingyue's brows twitched when she heard that. Seeing that the woman's face was dark and there was no nonsense, she quickly took a handful of herbs from the wall and pounded them.
After pounding the medicine, he added some spiritual spring water to it and poured it into the woman's mouth.
After a while, the woman's breathing gradually stabilized, and the darkness on her face dissipated.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and several family members even thanked Zhan Qingyue again and again.
Since then, Zhan Qingyue's reputation has become even more famous, and people with difficult and complicated diseases from all over the country come to her door.
