A green light shone on Xiao Qingyi's body, with the meaning of vegetation looming.
Xiao Qingyi stepped into the forest without realizing it. Holding a hatchet tightly in one hand, she carefully searched for the needed herbs in the forest.
She has read many books on plants and knows the characteristics of some plants, and even knows where these herbs will grow.
Some grow by the water, some grow on stone walls, some like darkness and grow under rocks, and some like sunshine and grow in places without trees.
Xiao Qingyi kept searching for the herbs she needed in the mountains and forests. The sound of flowing water in the creek reached Xiao Qingyi's ears, and Xiao Qingyi immediately looked for the sound of running water.
Sure enough, a herb grew beside a boulder by the river.
Xiao Qingyi carefully walked to the boulder and raised her hand to pick the herb. However, she slipped and fell into the stream.
There were pebbles under the stream. Xiao Qingyi fell on the rocks and bruised her knees.
The bright red blood flowed downstream along the stream. Xiao Qingyi just glanced at her knees, then silently and slowly got up, climbed to the boulder again, and picked the herb.
No complaints, no painful words... After Xiao Qingyi picked the herbs, she turned around silently and continued to search for the herbs.
But the soaked clothes were dripping with water and stained with a hint of bright red.
She was like a little adult, silently carrying the hope of the village...
Only the hand holding the hatchet trembled uncontrollably, as if describing her pain.
Xiao Qingyi did not pick many herbs at once because she was afraid that the people in the village would not be able to withstand the plague.
She planned to let everyone in the village drink some medicine first to get better or stop their condition from getting worse, and then she continued to pick medicinal materials.
Xiao Qingyi carried the herbs in her bag, turned around and limped towards the small village.
...
Xiao Qingyi did not leave the small village very far, and returned to the small village half an hour later...
There were still moaning sounds in the small village. Xiao Qingyi silently walked into the old woman's house just now, lit the stove fire, threw the herbs in the package into the boiler and started cooking.
The firewood crackled in the stove, and the aroma of medicine spread throughout the small village with the breeze.
The big pot of medicine is more difficult to brew, but the herbs Xiao Qingyi collected were not enough. She blindly estimated that it would only be enough for one bowl per person in the small village.
The autumn wind came slowly, carrying the fragrance of medicine, and it seemed that Xiao Qingyi saw the peace and kindness spreading slightly in the mountains from Su Mo.
Xiao Qingyi kept adding water to the pot and adding firewood to the stove in silence.
The light of the fire shone on Xiao Qingyi's face, reflecting the divine glow on Xiao Qingyi's face...
Two hours later, Xiao Qingyi took out the firewood from the stove, then stood up, slowly scooped up bowls of potion from the pot, and walked out of the hut.
Xiao Qingyi delivered bowls of the soup she made by herself to each household, and took empty bowls from each household back to the hut.
The village is not big, with only dozens of households.
It only took Xiao Qingyi an hour to feed everyone in the village the medicine. As expected, there were no mature men in this small village, only women, children and the elderly.
This also meant that no one could help her.
And she couldn't pass the prescription to the villagers before they could help themselves.
Words of gratitude passed into Xiao Qingyi's ears, making her heart gradually feel warm. She never noticed that the meaning of vegetation in her body was even stronger.
After everyone in the village had finished drinking the medicine, Xiao Qingyi returned to the old woman's house. Looking at the bottom of the pot, Xiao Qingyi sighed.
He forced out some medicinal soup from the residue in the pot and drank it for himself.
She knew that if she also contracted the plague, the people in this village would be hopeless...
The moonlight rises and the cool breeze blows.
Xiao Qingyi simply ate two mouthfuls of dry food and sat alone on the stone steps of the small village, looking at the moonlight in trance.
"Why are there illnesses in the world?" Xiao Qingyi's face showed a trace of confusion. BIquGe.biz
If there is no pain, you will not get sick. If I were not sick, my sister would not die.
Xiaoqing seemed to feel a little cold, so she tightened her tight clothes.
The clothes that were soaked when she fell into the water also dried while making medicine and lighting the fire, but Xiao Qingyi still felt a little cold...
"It would be great if there were no illnesses in this world..."
Xiao Qingyi's face showed a hint of hope, "I want to be able to save people like my predecessors. Let there be no more pain in this world..."
With a face full of hope, Xiao Qingyi fell asleep leaning on the stone steps.
The night was cool, and the people in the town seemed to be much better under Xiao Qingyi's medicinal soup, and the sounds of painful moans were much lessened.
The night passed by, and before dawn, Xiao Qingyi slowly woke up.
After simply eating two mouthfuls of dry food, he picked up a hatchet and found a medicine basket. Xiao Qingyi walked into the mountains again...
This search took another half a day.
Xiao Qingyi's body was left with scars by the vegetation while walking in the forest, and her whole body was very messy.
But Xiao Qingyi was very sensible and did not complain at all, just silently searching for herbs.
Carrying the medicine basket, Xiao Qingyi returned to the small village...
But as soon as she entered the small village, Xiao Qingyi's expression suddenly changed.
She heard the painful wailing sounds in the small village rising again, even more serious than yesterday.
Xiao Qingyi ran into the old woman's home with a basket of medicine on her back in a panic.
The old woman had fallen into a coma at this moment, and the cold sweat on her head made her whole body tremble.
Xiao Qingyi dropped the medicine basket with a pale face, ran to the old woman's side, raised her hand and touched the old woman's pulse, and froze on the spot.
"how so......"
Xiao Qingyi's face was flustered and she seemed a little at a loss, and there was a sense of helplessness in her heart.
"It's obviously just an ordinary plague, how could it become serious again?"
According to her assumption, even if it heals slowly, it won't become more serious anyway.
Xiao Qingyi seemed a little confused, looking at the old woman in front of him at a loss.
The old woman was in a very critical situation at the moment, and it seemed that she might die at any time. That feeling of life and death came to Xiao Qingyi's heart.
"Senior, what should I do..."
Xiao Qingyi murmured to herself, looking at the old woman in front of her, her eyes slowly turned red.
Suddenly, a voice sounded behind Xiao Qingyi.
"Have you ever thought about why this isolated village contracted the plague?"
Xiao Qingyi trembled all over and looked back sharply.
A figure in white clothes and white hair stood at the door, looking at her calmly and softly. There seemed to be endless light on the white clothes, shining into Xiao Qingyi's eyes.
Xiao Qingyi looked at the dazzling white clothes and opened her mouth.
"senior......"
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