Lin Cheng wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then asked Liang Ren to remove the brazier, replace the thick quilt with a thin one, and keep using cold water on his forehead before leaving the tent.
He and his uncle were escorted back to the cage again. Along the way, his uncle was very curious about him and kept asking him why he acted like a doctor.
"Isn't this a very simple physical method of reducing fever?"
"What physics? What about reducing fever?"
Lin Cheng had no choice but to tell the uncle that cold and fever disease is a fever, and briefly explained the common sense that fever is not a bad thing as long as the temperature is not too high.
Leaning against the cage, Lin Cheng looked towards the west. The sunset was beautiful. It had been a long time since he had sat down quietly and watched the sunset.
"Thank you..." (Translation)
Liang Ren, who had captured Lin Cheng, came over, put his right hand on his chest and bowed slowly.
"The leader is awake and wants to see you." (Translation)
Upon seeing this, the uncle consciously began to translate for Lin Cheng.
Lin Cheng nodded and motioned for him to lead the way, and the uncle naturally followed.
In his eyes, it would definitely be good to follow Lin Cheng.
When they came to the big tent again, the middle-aged man had already sat up. He was leaning forward, his body still a little weak.
"Thank you for saving me, you are not a slave, you are my friend..." (Translation)
After Lin Cheng listened to the uncle's translation, a smile appeared on his face.
He was recognized, just like a patient being treated in a hospital to thank him, he felt very honored.
"You are still very weak and need more rest. Remember to take the medicine I prescribed on time."
"Don't eat meat recently. Just ask someone to prepare some porridge for you."
The leader nodded gratefully after hearing the interpreter, and then gave instructions to his men.
The uncle frowned and listened, then shook his head and spoke too fast for him to translate.
I saw Liang Ren in the tent suddenly kneeling down towards Lin Cheng and shouting something.
"They... they call you Tengri... it means... it means God..."
"Why?"
"Because whether it is Han people, Liang people, or even other ethnic groups and countries, doctors are the rarest profession."
"As you said before... fever is a very common disease, but it has claimed the lives of many people, including some children..."
Lin Cheng nodded. Doctors are kind-hearted. Although he is not a great doctor, he is willing to lend a helping hand to people who need him.
"Everyone, please get up. I am not Tengger. I am just an ordinary orthopedic surgeon. I am not omnipotent..."
Liang Ren couldn't understand what he said and kept calling Tengri.
"Tenggri, my name is Mengdu, and I am the leader of this tribe. You are my most precious friend." (Translation)
Lin Cheng slapped his forehead. He was very angry. The language barrier made him feel very uncomfortable. In desperation, he could only lift up the people who were kneeling one by one.
"Prepare a big tent for Tengger. You will be responsible for protecting Tengger's safety from now on, and you must obey his orders absolutely." (Translation)
Mengdu said to the Liang Ren who captured Lin Cheng back.
After leaving the big tent, Liang Ren took Lin Cheng and walked in the opposite direction of the prison. Not far from the big tent, there was a newly erected big tent.
"Dear Tengri, my name is Mengku, and I will be your attendant from now on. Please give me your orders if you have anything." (Translation)
After the uncle finished translating, Lin Cheng patted Mengku's shoulder, which was higher than his own head.
In fact, he could see clearly now that the man named Mengku was not very old, probably around twenty.
Entering the big tent, the uncle let out a sigh of relief. As for Lin Cheng, he was sure that this was definitely the noble person in his destiny.
"What is your surname?" the uncle asked diligently.
"Don't be so polite. My name is Lin Cheng, from Hebei."
"Hebei people?"
"Ah... it's a river in our place. Its name is the Yellow River. We live in the north of the Yellow River. We are descendants of the Yan and Huang rivers."
"I
My name is Luke. Even though my name doesn’t look like a Han Chinese, I am a real Han Chinese. "
The two chatted for a while, and soon someone came in carrying a roasted whole lamb. After setting it on the fire, they started cutting it for Lin Cheng.
This roasted whole lamb is so authentic. You can eat it layer by layer, and the layers are crispy and delicious.
Both of them were obviously hungry, and they both devoured the food without caring about their dignity.
"Mengku..." Lin Cheng thought of Mengku as he ate, and quickly called him in and invited him to eat with him.
Mengku shook his head and explained that he and Tengger had different statuses and could not eat together.
Lin Cheng couldn't resist him, so he had to ask him to deliver the remaining roasted lamb to the people in the cage.
In response to Tengger's order, Mengku didn't hesitate at all. He directly lifted the shelf with one hand and walked out.
Lin Cheng didn't ask for anything more. After asking Luke whether his family members were in the cage, he stopped caring about the others.
It's not that he is cruel, but that he knows how capable he is.
After eating and drinking, Lin Cheng started chatting with Luke, such as where this place is...
Luke felt strange about Lin Cheng's question. First of all, he had never seen or heard of Lin Cheng's words or clothing.
"I have been living in the mountains and have never been out, so... I don't understand some common sense..."
This is Lin Cheng's explanation. In fact, it is somewhat feeble.
"This world is very big, and we are just a small place."
"This world believes in totems. Totems can bring incredible powers to people. Some are strength, some are speed, some are miraculous abilities, etc."
Lin Cheng's eyes lit up when he heard this. He finally heard about Golden Finger. Then he would have a super awesome totem.
"Does everyone have a totem?" Lin Cheng asked softly.
"Of course not everyone. In fact, awakening totems are not particularly lucky. For example, I..."
"What is your totem?" Lin Cheng asked curiously.
"Waste Totem, my totem is a stone, an extremely ordinary stone."
After Luke finished speaking, he looked at Lin Cheng with a very tangled look in his eyes, as if he was making a major decision.
"What's wrong with you?" Lin Cheng asked as he picked up the kumiss on the side and took a sip.
"Are you a time traveler?"
"Don't worry, I will keep your secret."
"Ahem... a time traveler?" Lin Cheng choked and coughed.
"Yes, the legend of time travelers has been circulating in this continent. It is said that a time traveler will come every thousand years."
"I am not a time traveler..." Lin Cheng did not admit it.
"Okay, I can understand. After all, the time traveler will be hunted down, hung on the altar and burned by the sky fire." Luke sighed and said.
"Why?" Lin Cheng was very puzzled.
"Because the growth of the time-travelers will threaten the rule of the temple, as long as the time-travelers are discovered, they will be killed directly before they grow up."
"How do you know so clearly? Everyone in this continent knows so clearly?"
Lin Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, leaned back, and held his hands in the shape of an eagle's claw. As long as Luke took action, he would remove all of Luke's bones without hesitation.
"Because I was originally from the temple, but now I am a defector..."
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