Seeing that Aunt Sun, who was still laughing in pain just now, magically became quiet at this moment, everyone present widened their eyes in surprise.
Even the village chief himself is no exception.
Like many people in Zaozhuang who were in the same situation as Aunt Sun, no one knew better than them the fate of those who got sick.
First they dance weirdly, and then they laugh like crazy and can't stop at all. People with the disease will laugh until they vomit blood, can't breathe, and will laugh until they lose their voice completely.
It can be said that those who are sick are the ones who are laughed to death.
Being laughed to death? How much pain is this going to take?
So when the village chief proposed that these people were hopeless and that they should be killed or buried, they did not object.
Because this is equivalent to helping those who are sick to get rid of the pain and walk away easily.
But at this moment, someone appeared, saying that they didn't have to die, and actually saved Aunt Sun with practical actions.
How could they not be surprised when they saw Aunt Sun, who had been laughing wildly, suddenly stop laughing, and even seemed to regain her consciousness?
Xiaoqing's voice crying with joy rang in his ears. Ji Wanrong raised his head slightly, looked at the dumbfounded villagers in front of him, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"I said, there are all kinds of medicinal herbs for treating diseases. Why do they become so precious when they come into the mouths of some people?"
"He deliberately failed to cure the person to gain the trust of the villagers and his own prestige."
"Or is he simply not good at learning and doesn't know how to treat people? The methods he used to trap and kill patients in the past were all his tools to gain fame and reputation and harm the villagers?"
As Ji Wanrong spoke, the villagers present were in an uproar. The village chief stared at Ji Wanrong, his face suddenly so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip from his face.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Feeling the suspicious looks in everyone's eyes, the village chief interrupted Ji Wanrong and spoke hastily.
"I was born here in Zhuangzi. I went down the mountain to study medicine for many years. After hearing about the things in Zhuangzi, I came back to this Zhuangzi regardless of everything, just to treat everyone's illnesses!"
"I have stayed in Zhuangzi all my life, and I have studied this madness thoroughly. No one in the world understands it better than me, let alone this woman with unknown origins in front of me!"
The village chief said and sneered again, "Just wait, even if this woman calms down Aunt Sun, she will still go crazy."
"She never understood this disease. She was cured as soon as she came. The effect is so fast. If it's not a witchcraft, it's just treating the symptoms but not the root cause!"
When Ji Wanrong heard what the village chief said, he raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't expect that the village chief could see through that she had only temporarily alleviated Aunt Sun's condition.
That's right, she doesn't know what's going on yet, nor does she know the cause of her condition.
Ji Wanrong could not guarantee a complete cure, but could only temporarily alleviate her condition and wait for future observation.
This village chief is not completely ignorant.
The village chief's words made the originally excited people gradually calm down.
Although some people appeared and claimed that those crazy people did not have to die and they were happy, their natural sense of defensiveness still made them prefer to believe the words of the village chief who they knew.
When the village chief saw that the people behind him had finally calmed down, he took a deep breath and looked at Xiao Qing who was sobbing beside Aunt Sun, and he sneered.
"Xiao Qing, without my medicine, you just wait until your grandma is killed by her! If you follow me now, listen to the adults, and grandma can have a good death!"
If Xiao Qing chooses to believe him now, then this woman with unknown origins in front of him will be completely out of luck.
He directly asked people to drive these people out of Zhuangzi to avoid future troubles.
But when Xiaoqing heard this, she held Aunt Sun's hand and raised her head in fear, her frightened little face full of tears.
"But this sister really made grandma stop laughing. Grandma looks much more relaxed now than before."
"Uncle Shan, Xiaoqing, please, please let my sister treat grandma! Even if I can live for two more days, it will be good!"
Xiao Qing's words made everyone present feel pity. They also wanted to see if the woman with unknown origin in front of them could cure this mad disease.
When the village chief heard this, his chest heaved suddenly.
He didn't expect that the seemingly well-behaved Xiao Qing would actually learn to disobey him!
So the village chief snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and said, "You don't believe me?"
"Okay, okay! I will wait for two days to go to your house to collect the body in person! Then I will drive away these charlatans and liars!"
After he said this, he glared at Ji Wanrong again, and then walked away angrily.
Ji Wanrong folded his hands around his chest and shouted at the village chief's angry back: "Village Chief, when will your head be cut off? My feet are a little itchy."
The village chief's back staggered.
All the people holding torches left in a mighty manner, and the surrounding scenery suddenly became dark.
Mo Jiecheng took out the torch he had with him, searched for some more wood, lit the torch, and his vision became bright again.
Ji Wanrong squatted next to Xiaoqing and made a rough diagnosis of Granny Sun's current situation. After confirming that her life was not in danger, she looked up at Xiaoqing.
"Xiaoqing, where do you live? It's dark now, can you take us in?"
Xiao Qing was stunned for a moment, then nodded again while crying: "Of course, sister, come home with me, please save my grandma."
Xiaoqing said, and hurried to Ji Wanrong's side, knelt down and kowtowed to her.
Ji Wanrong looked at her young face, which was gray and still had tears on it.
Xiaoqing's eyes were full of timidity, but it could be seen that her grandma had taken good care of her in the past.
Ji Wanrong felt a little sad, so she helped Xiaoqing, who was kneeling on the ground, up and hugged her again.
"Xiaoqing, don't be afraid, let's go home."
Xiaoqing trembled when she heard this, and Ji Wanrong's clothes were soaked with tears.
Xiaoqing led the way, Ji Wanrong held the torch, and Mo Jiecheng carried the unconscious Aunt Sun back to the Dead Man's Manor.
