A flower fades away in fragrance, a grass withers in glory.
The mountains are turning yellow and the ground is covered with fragrant flowers.
Xiao Qingyi walked step by step among the mountains and forests. She walked for half a month, but she didn't know how far she had gone.
It seemed that it was thousands of miles away, and for a mortal like her, it was a chasm that was difficult to cross.
But now that she has embarked on this path, she has never thought of giving up. Both feet had already developed blood blisters and broken skin during the two-day trip.
Blood was already oozing out from both feet, and there was a heart-wrenching feeling with every step.
Fortunately, Xiao Qingyi had already made this plan before setting off and put some herbs in her luggage.
After a long illness, Xiao Qingyi became a good doctor, and she was familiar with various books on vegetation. To her, this kind of superficial injury was just a simple injury.
Every time she felt the skin on the soles of her feet was abraded, she would take herbs from her bag, put them in her mouth, chew them, and then apply them on her feet before moving on.
The senior who was in the pavilion just now helped it heal its injuries, and at the same time, it also allowed its feet to recover a little.
Now Xiao Qingyi's steps became faster again.
The sudden disappearance of the rain made Xiao Qingyi a little confused, but she didn't think much about it and just walked forward silently.
Step by step, cautiously and firmly.
The mountains on both sides of the Taiwan Strait are all covered with green pines, which have not changed color even in autumn. It's just that the weeds in the forest were dyed with autumn yellow, and they kept retreating as Xiao Qingyi walked.
After the rain and in the mountains, clouds and mist gradually appeared.
The clouds and mist lingered in the mountains, getting thicker and thicker, slowly covering the mountain road.
Xiao Qingyi walked cautiously step by step in the clouds and mist, slowly losing her direction.
There was only one mountain road, but the direction left by Su Mo in his mind gradually disappeared.
There was a dazed look in Xiao Qingyi's eyes, but she was still walking in the mist.
Suddenly, the fog in Xiao Qingyi's eyes suddenly disappeared...
A small village appeared in front of them. This small village was located in the mountains and looked a little dilapidated.
However, there are occasional heads walking around in the small village, indicating that there are still people living in the village.
Xiao Qingyi looked at the small village with a trace of trance in his eyes.
"Maybe we should add some dry food to the village..." Xiao Qingyi muttered to herself and walked towards the small village.
The small village is not big, it looks like there are only dozens of families.
Before Xiao Qingyi entered the small village, she saw an old woman lying outside the village, her face pale and her whole body twitching.
And the small village was filled with cries of mourning, as if they had entered a purgatory on earth.
A series of painful wails reached Xiao Qingyi's ears, making Xiao Qingyi feel a little scared.
"plague?"
Xiao Qingyi's expression changed, and she immediately took out a silk scarf to cover her mouth and nose, and cautiously walked towards the old woman outside the small village.
As soon as he walked past the old woman, he looked at her pale face and blackened lips. Xiao Qingyi's mind immediately confirmed those two words...
...A plague indeed!
"Grandma, how do you feel?" Xiao Qingyi squatted down and asked the old woman.
The old woman opened her eyes in pain and said with difficulty: "My whole body is weak and I have a constant headache."
Xiao Qingyi looked at the old woman's face, reached out her little hand and touched the old woman's wrist, feeling the old woman's pulse for a moment.
Feeling the lesions in the old woman's body, Xiao Qingyi breathed a sigh of relief.
It's just an ordinary plague. It's not difficult to solve after spending some time.
"Grandma, wait for me first." After saying that, Xiao Qingyi walked into the jungle.
The vines and weeds in the jungle were in a mess. Xiao Qingyi carefully searched for them in the jungle according to the characteristics of the herbs recorded in the book.
Half an hour later, Xiao Qingyi came out of the jungle, ran to the old woman's side with a few herbs in her hand, and helped her up.
"Grandma, where is your home? Let me make some medicine." Xiao Qingyi asked the old woman.
The old woman weakly pointed to the hut on the side, and Xiao Qingyi immediately ran into the house with a few herbs.
Light a fire, decoct the medicine, and soon the aroma of the medicine spreads to the small village...
Half an hour later, the medicinal soup was ready. Xiao Qingyi drank a bowl of medicinal soup by herself first.
Then he ran to the old woman's side with a bowl of medicine, and carefully fed the medicine soup into the old woman's mouth.
After the old woman drank the medicine, her complexion seemed to improve.
But Xiao Qingyi knows that it will take a long time to completely eliminate the plague...
The old woman calmed down a little and looked at Xiao Qingyi gratefully, "Thank you sir."
Xiao Qingyi just made a bowl of medicinal soup and the old woman's condition improved slightly. The old woman naturally thought that the little girl in front of her was a doctor.
The word "sir" is an honorific title for a doctor with profound medical ethics.
Xiao Qingyi immediately shook her head, "Grandma, I'm not a doctor. I just know some medicinal properties. I don't deserve the word 'sir'."
The old woman looked at Xiao Qingyi's youthful face and shook her head slightly, "He who saves lives and heals the wounded is 'Mr.'"
Xiao Qingyi was stunned when he heard this, and then nodded silently.
"Now all the men in the village have gone out. The sudden plague has put the villagers in a desperate situation. Fortunately, I met my husband..." The old woman looked at Xiao Qingyi weakly.
"Sir, can you also save other people in the village..."
The old woman seemed to have caught a glimmer of hope and looked at Xiao Qingyi with a pleading look on her face.
The sounds of painful moans resounded one after another in the village, all of which were women or children.
"...Okay!" Xiao Qingyi turned to look at the small village and nodded in agreement.
After helping the old woman into the house, Xiao Qingyi walked out of the village alone.
Looking at the vast sky, Xiao Qingyi's face showed a trace of sadness...
She only had more than a month to go. Su Mo only gave her two months. She still had a long way to go.
But this village was infected with the plague. It would take at least a month for her to treat so many people in the village... Then she would have no time to travel.
However, how could she bear it if she was asked to leave these people alone?
Looking at the vast mountains, Xiao Qingyi's eyes showed a hint of pain... There is a lot of suffering in this world, but it is not as miserable as the dead end of the immortal road.
This painful choice weighed on Xiao Qingyi's thin body, making her somewhat breathless.
Turning her head and looking at the small village, Xiao Qingyi smiled, poured out the contents of the accompanying package, and then resolutely walked into the mountains carrying the empty package... She needed Lots of herbs.
The distant fairy road, behind her, was getting further and further away from her.
In Xiao Qingyi's mind, Su Mo's white clothes and white hair appeared, and she thought of Su Mo's kind smile.
"If senior was here, he would definitely not let it go." Xiao Qingyi comforted herself.
"Maybe... senior will forgive Yiyi..."
