Wen Jin and Yu'er looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.
"I suspect that they accidentally ate something poisonous."
Wen Jin nodded, "Let's divide the work. I'll try to save their lives first."
Yu'er said, "I'm going to look for the source of the poison and see if I can find the antidote."
The two work together.
Yu'er ran towards the cooking place.
Wen Jin winked at Mao Tu, who quickly handed the deflated cloth bag in her arms to Wen Jin. She lay next to Wen Jin's ear and said, "Think about what you want to take, put your hand in, and I can take things out!”
Sure enough, consciousness still dominates matter.
Wen Jin nodded and took the bag. She put her hand into the bag and thought to herself, "Ganoderma lucidum...I want ganoderma jelly."
She took out her hand and immediately took out a fresh Ganoderma lucidum.
Moreover, the Ganoderma lucidum was not crushed and the space in the bag was indeed very large.
"Open his mouth." Wen Jin said to Mao Tu.
Maotu clapped his hands and immediately stepped forward to help.
But they soon discovered that it was too difficult to save people with Ganoderma lucidum! After all, Ganoderma lucidum is not the elixir that Wen Jin once had.
The elixir melts immediately in the mouth, like a stream of spiritual dew and sweet spring, flowing down the throat and into the five internal organs, cleansing the limbs and bones.
But no matter how easy it is to use Ganoderma lucidum, it needs to be chewed and swallowed.
These people are unconscious and unconscious. They cannot swallow, let alone chew by themselves.
Mao Tu watched helplessly as Wen Jin broke the "air" into pieces and put it in the man's mouth, but the man showed no reaction.
She let go of her hand, and the man's mouth seemed to be half-opened by something...
"He didn't swallow it, right? Can it save his life? Can it detoxify?" Maotu asked.
Wen Jin frowned and shook his head, "I'm afraid not."
"What...what should I do?" Maotu was a little anxious.
"If there were golden needles..." Wen Jin muttered.
Xiao Yuchen immediately said from the side, "It won't work even with golden needles! There are so many people, do you need to prick them one by one to save them? You will collapse from exhaustion before you can save them!"
Wen Jin glanced at him and then looked down at his current state. Although he was not convinced... he could only nod.
Ma Qiancheng stumbled out of the tent, "It's weird..." She looked puzzled, "Nothing was lost! Nothing was lost..."
Yu'er also ran back from Guozhao at this time, padding her hands with her clothes and holding something that looked like a taro in her hand.
"They ate this by mistake!" Yu'er said.
"This...isn't this taro? Taro is edible!" Ma Qiancheng looked at Yu'er like a fool.
"It looks like a taro, but it's not a taro. I don't know its name, but the whole plant is poisonous, and the flowers and leaves are the most poisonous. The roots and tubers in the ground are not the most poisonous, so they are just paralyzed and comatose now. There is still life left." Yu'er explained.
Wen Jin's eyes lit up and he stared at Yu'er, "You have always been the best at preparing and detoxifying poisons, so this poison..."
Yu'er's expression was complicated, "This poison is not difficult to cure. Coptis chinensis, astragalus, forsythia, andrographis paniculata, Chonglou, boxing ginseng, etc. can be mixed in proportion and poured down to detoxify... But now, where can I find the medicinal materials?" "
Ma Qiancheng looked at Wen Jin and others blankly.
If she had doubted their origin before... now, she had already believed most of them!
She had heard of some of the medicines they were talking about, while others had never heard of them.
"Then... what should we do?" Ma Qiancheng was a little anxious, "It took a lot of effort to gather so many people. Although they are not very capable, at least they are obedient and don't make trouble. It was not easy to bring them out..."
Ma Qiancheng's two hands hanging by his sides were clenched tightly into fists.
She lowered her head, as if she was deeply shocked.
She took several deep breaths and silently encouraged herself...
"It's okay, it's okay... No matter how difficult it is, I still grit my teeth and come through!"
"As long as I don't give up, nothing can knock me down! Besides, I still have such a powerful god helping me now!"
“Big deal—start all over again!”
Ma Qiancheng clenched his fists and raised his head suddenly.
But they saw Wen Jin and his party of five working busily.
Even the little one, Wen Yue'er, was not idle. She was sitting by the stove, helping Wen Jin add firewood to the fire.
"Huh?" Ma Qiancheng was slightly startled, and she quickly stepped forward, "W-what are you doing?"
Yue'er was lighting the fire, and a large pot of water was boiling in the clean pot.
Wen Jin was taking something out of a purse-sized rag bag and throwing it into the pot.
Did she pay for something?
Ma Qiancheng rubbed his eyes... No, no?
Anyway, she didn’t see anything!
But Wen Jin was still repeating the same action - taking it out of the bag, throwing it into the pot, stirring it, taking it out again, throwing it again, stirring it again...
Ma Qiancheng frowned and looked at it for a moment... unbelievable!
She suddenly raised her hand and gave herself a firm slap - snap!
hiss! Her face hurt so much that she gasped.
It’s not a dream, it’s not dazzling—so, is Wen Jin crazy? What is she cooking?
"Hey, if you don't want to help, don't get in the way! Rang Rang, you're blocking the road!" Yu'er bumped into Ma Qiancheng.
Ma Qiancheng turned around stiffly and saw Yu'er, Mao Tu and Xiao Yuchen moving people who had been dumped everywhere in the camp here, surrounding Wen Jin's cooking stove, and moving people here Rows and rows arranged neatly.
"What...what is this for?" Ma Qianchenghu asked.
Before Yu'er could explain, she suddenly said "oh".
"I understand!" Ma Qiancheng said happily, "You are going to do something to save people, right? Yes, yes, yes, you are gods, you must know magic! That old thief of the Imperial Preceptor is said to be able to spread the magic of spreading beans into soldiers. !”
Ma Qiancheng's face was excited, his eyes were shining, and he rubbed his hands, waiting for Yu'er's affirmative answer.
"No." Yu'er shook her head decisively, "Didn't I tell you that our magic is useless in this world!"
"Oh..." The light in Ma Qiancheng's eyes dimmed instantly, "I forgot... What do you want?"
She looked at the soldiers who were moved over by the three men and arranged neatly.
"Do you still want to save them? Do you want them to live?" Yu'er snorted, "Or, if you don't like someone and want to kill him because you usually don't have a chance, now is a good opportunity! Pick him Come out, as long as we don’t give him the antidote!”
Only then did Ma Qiancheng realize belatedly... When she was about to give up and start all over again, these "gods" didn't give up!
They are still trying to save their soldiers!
"You...are indeed the gods sent by God to help me and the people of Daye!" Ma Qiancheng raised his dusty sleeves, quickly wiped away his tears, and hurriedly followed Yu'er and the others to move people.
After they moved all the people over and arranged them neatly, Ma Qiancheng counted the number of people again to make sure nothing was missing...
At this time, Wen Jin had already cooked a large pot of soup.
"This Ganoderma lucidum grass is really magical..." Wen Jin muttered.
"Wow, what is this?" Yue'er wiped her blackened face, glanced into the pot, and couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice, "A pot of thick...mush?"
Only Wen Jin can see Ganoderma lucidum.
Others can eat it, but they can't see it. But after being cooked in this pot, the Ganoderma lucidum seemed to have been boiled, turning into a pot of slippery, translucent soup.
"What is this? Tremella soup?" Ma Qiancheng looked over.
"Yue'er, turn off the heat." Wen Jin said, "The antidote has been prepared. Get ready to give it to save people!"
